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Leaving Little Qing Zhuo to practice on the high slope, Zhu Minglang couldn't resist Little Ying's gluttony, so he had to ask Zhu Rongrong to bring him to the spirit vein.
"You're not allowed to suck it dry, do you understand? We still have to stay here for a few more days." Zhu Minglang specially instructed Little Ying.
"Pop pop!" Little Ying showed a little aggrieved expression.
When they arrived at the Wind Gorge, Zhu Rongrong introduced the situation of the Wind Gorge to Zhu Minglang.
There were strong winds all year round, and they carried a kind of sea element. After the wind rubbed against the surrounding rocks, it was easy to grind out spirit stones of the wind element.
Every year, at least a thousand spirit stones of the wind element would be produced here.
Seeing the spirit stones growing like mushrooms in the gorge, Zhu Minglang wanted to cry but had no tears.
One had to know that his family already had a vein of these spirit stones. Why did he have to spend so much money to buy them? A while ago, Zhu Minglang spent a lot of money to buy these spirit stones for Little Qing Zhuo to evolve!
"Brother, do you see this crack? There are actually a lot of spirit stones in this crack. Unfortunately, the wind can go in, but we can't harvest them. We don't dare to destroy the structure here, for fear that the spiritual wind won't be able to come in." Zhu Rongrong saw that Zhu Minglang was very interested in the spirit vein, so she introduced it in detail.
This spirit vein was guarded by seven or eight disciples of the Outer Court of Zhu. There was also a direct disciple here.
Zhu Minglang's eyes lit up. Little Ying and Zhu Minglang's minds were connected. She immediately jumped down secretly, and then quietly went into the crack.
Although Little Ying's body was fluffy and the size of a pillow, she didn't have much meat and was very slim. She easily squeezed into the crack that couldn't be mined.
"Pop pop!!!"
Little Ying's eyes lit up when she saw the small world in the crack.
Time to eat, time to eat.
The blue fluffy hair was like a magnetic needle. As Little Ying used all her strength to spread out, the spirit stones full of energy were crazily sucked away …
"Big Brother, did you hear anything from inside the crack?" Zhu Rongrong's voice came from outside.
"Maybe there are rats."
"Aiya, I hate rats the most. Let's go somewhere else."
"The rats in the spirit vein should be fat and big. They might even be stuck inside and can't crawl out," Zhu Minglang continued.
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After visiting for a while, Zhu Minglang gradually realized that his family really did own a mine.
In the past, Zhu Tianguan had always told him that his clan had declined and could no longer support him, so he had no choice but to send him to the Distant Mountain Sword Sect to become a sword disciple. Now, Zhu Minglang wanted to throw a few thousand kilograms of spirit stones, which were even more valuable than a gold mine, at Zhu Tianguan.
Is this what you meant when you said that the clan had declined and couldn't support themselves?
The small inner court of Qin City already had such rich spirit veins. Zhu Minglang couldn't help but wonder what kind of luxurious spirit veins Zhu Tianguan and the various elders of the Zhu sect had in their hands in the main inner court of the imperial capital. If he had the chance, he would definitely take Little Ying Ling on a tour!
It could be seen that the things Stegosaurus took from the Sword Casting Hall really didn't hurt his family at all.
"Pop pop ~ ~ ~ ~"
Little Ying was full.
She cried out for help to Zhu Minglang.
She was too full and couldn't crawl out of the crack.
When Zhu Minglang looked into the crack and saw a round, furry belly, he couldn't help but slap his forehead.
What kind of dragon pets did he raise? Couldn't they all eat rationally?!
"Give your spirit energy to the little black dragon," Zhu Minglang said to Little Ying who couldn't get out of the crack.
Little Ying gave her spirit energy to Zhu Minglang. Zhu Minglang then guided the spirit energy into the spirit realm and fed it to Big Black Tooth.
Big Black Tooth was sleeping soundly when his mouth was suddenly filled with spirit energy. This spirit energy was pure and rich, comparable to a delicious dish. The whole dragon hadn't woken up yet, but it was already full. Then, its cultivation level inexplicably increased by one rank!
When the little black dragon reached the growth stage, it was a lower rank Dragon Lord.
As a result, with this spirit energy, it directly became a middle rank Dragon Lord. After it felt completely digested, it just stretched its dragon tendons and dragon bones, and it quickly became an upper rank Dragon Lord!
The speed of cultivation level improvement was as simple as drinking water!
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After giving a portion of the spirit energy, Little Ying finally slipped out.
Zhu Minglang noticed that Little Ying's body had also changed a little. It seemed to have grown some more exquisite dragon fur …
This little guy hadn't transformed into a dragon yet, but for some reason, Zhu Minglang felt that whether it could transform into a dragon or not depended on Little Ying's own willingness.
It liked to give, and didn't like to absorb.
Zhu Minglang didn't force it. Perhaps Little Ying felt that it wasn't time to transform into a dragon yet.
Some Holy Spirits, after ten thousand years of cultivation, transformed into dragons, and the dragons they transformed into were far stronger than Holy Dragons. They were extremely powerful existences.
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After visiting their family's spirit vein, Zhu Minglang and Zhu Rongrong returned to the high sea slope.
Blue Luan and Green Dragon were very diligent. They didn't stop practicing.
There was a straw bag on the grass. When they left, there was only one Wind Crystal Dandelion Spirit in it. When they returned, it was already half full!
"Wow, Brother's Blue Luan and Green Dragon are so intelligent. They actually mastered the capturing technique so quickly," Zhu Rongrong said happily.
Zhu Minglang looked at Blue Luan and Green Dragon. He saw Blue Luan and Green Dragon quietly fly close to a Wind Crystal Dandelion. After alerting those nimble little spirits, Blue Luan and Green Dragon also flashed quickly and captured one in an instant.
Traceless Phantom!
In an extremely short period of time, it exploded with terrifying speed. The enemy would almost be unable to see its figure and trajectory clearly. At the same time, it wouldn't disturb the surrounding air flow. It could be used for a sneak attack from high up in the sky, and it could also catch the enemy off guard!
It had an additional dragon technique!
This Traceless Phantom could also be used together with Blue Luan and Green Dragon's other mystic techniques. It could probably produce unexpected results.
Looking at the straw bag full, Zhu Minglang was satisfied. It was all thanks to these little teachers who taught Blue Luan and Green Dragon such a powerful technique.
"Is this enough?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"It's enough. Thank you, Brother," Zhu Rongrong said.
"Let's go back."
"Okay!"
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After returning to the small inner courtyard, Zhu Minglang asked Zhu Rongrong about the techniques of the Wind Mark Rune.
The Wind Mark Rune was a type of inscription. Zhu Minglang took some Wind Dandelion Crystal Dandelion Grains. He planned to personally forge a dragon armor for the little Azure Dragon after returning to Man City.
Of course, there was another more important forging technique, and that was the furnace fire.
The furnace fire wasn't an ordinary flame. Zhu Minglang knew this. But what kind of flame should he use to match the Wind Crystal Dandelion Grains?
In fact, Zhu Rongrong didn't know much about quenching. Even though she knew that there was no need to hide these things from Zhu Minglang, she didn't want to talk nonsense.
Zhu Minglang wasn't in a hurry. He would wait for his uncle to come back and ask him personally.
This quenching fire should be quite special.
And it was also the key to Zhu Men surpassing all of his peers in forging.
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