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It was noon the next day.
Aunt Bai Xin invited the three of them to their home for dinner.
Seeing his aunt Bai Xin's pretending calm, Zhu Minglang also felt a little uncomfortable.
Hao Shaocong, this bastard, Zhu Minglang is definitely going to kill him. When the time comes, he must let his uncle and aunt wear luxurious clothes to attend the funeral of his son Haoyong.
After eating, Fang Niannian ran out by herself.
Bai Xin was worried that Fang Niannian, a girl, would get lost in this strange imperial capital, and also worried about encountering some troublesome people, so she specially ordered a female servant from the Sword Sect to follow Fang Niannian.
Around evening, Fang Niannian came back. With a look of joy, she said to Zhu Minglang who was treating the wound of Big Black Fang: "The dragon rations for next month have been prepared, and the water and wood elements you want Zhihua, I bought this from an old man who planted trees, and it only cost 500 gold!"
"Amazing!" Zhu Minglang gave a thumbs up.
This kind of flower of water and wood elements needs at least one or two thousand gold to be placed in the spiritual object market.
Five hundred gold is quite cheap.
"The old man said that the collectors at the Spiritual Object Market are even more unscrupulous, they don't even cost 300 gold per piece," Fang Niannian said.
"Such a violent profit?" Zhu Minglang asked.
There are many spiritual objects in the world, and most of them are closely related to those farmers, planters, herbal pickers, and mountain patrollers.
To put it simply, the Dragon Shepherd is good at raising dragons. Different dragons eat different things. This huge food consumption can only be purchased from farmers and merchants.
And some strange mountain spirits and treasures are also more likely to be encountered by hunters, woodcutters, herbal pickers, and mountain patrollers who often go to and from the mountains.
Every once in a while, people from the spirit item market would go to these people's homes to collect things, and when they saw a spirit item that the Dragon Shepherd needed, they would buy it at a high price.
This has already formed an industry in the major cities of Jiting Continent. After all, there are so many dragon shepherds, so many young elves and real dragons. Without this group of farmers and traders, many dragon pets would be stunted.
This is why the Dragon Shepherd and the major dragon raising forces must occupy the city.
With the city, it is possible to expropriate the resources that grow in the mountains and old forests from the huge number of farmers and vendors. After all, there are still a small number of dragon priests who go to collect spirits by themselves.
Fang Niannian has been selling food at the Dragon Academy since she was a child, and often buys dragon food and spiritual items for some students, so she knows the way of it.
Take a little time and buy directly from those farmers, you can save a lot of money.
Of course, not every time he is so lucky to find spiritual resources that meet Xiao Qingzhuo's needs, not to mention the exact year.
Fang Niannian planned to buy it from the spiritual resource market if he didn't find it again today, and he would have to buy it for two or three thousand gold. Xiao Qingzhuo is about to evolve, so there is no delay.
"Let me report to you, the crystallization of Xiaobai Qi cost a total of 12,000 gold."
"Big Black Fang eats the food from the outer courtyard of your clan, so this money is saved."
"Xiao Qingzhuo's golden nanmu juice also took a month to buy, and it cost 2,300 gold."
"Then there is the money we got from those villains in Sin City, as well as our savings. From today, there are only less than a thousand gold dusts left. Boss, you haven't paid my salary for this month. "
Fang Niannian counted sums of money for Zhu Minglang, which made Zhu Minglang dizzy for a while!
How can the monthly expenditure exceed 10,000? ?
Do you think that relying on the legacy of the imperial palace and villains, you can live comfortably for a year or so, and it's not even autumn yet, so there is only one thousand gold left?
One thousand gold is probably not enough for Big Black Fang to eat.
The current big black tooth wants to eat pig monster dragon meat!
"How about lowering the food? I have seen many alternatives, such as the crystallization of star fragments. There is a kind of Xingyue ore in the spiritual resources market. I have calculated that the price is less than two thousand a month. And Phoebe juice, let's not buy golden nanmu, nanmu juice is only a few hundred gold." Fang Niannian asked.
"That won't work, you must get the best, no matter how poor you are, baby dragon." Zhu Minglang said.
"Your father looks rich, let him reimburse you?" Fang Niannian asked.
It is easy for Guan Zhu Tianguan to ask for money, but this small amount of money is nothing to him.
But to raise a dragon by yourself, you have to find a way to make money yourself. When the dragon pet level is higher in the future, the amount of money that will be consumed every month will be greater. You can't help Zhu Tianguan every month, right?
"It's a loss to ask him to reimburse this small amount of money. It's okay. Isn't there still a month left? I will find a way to get it done!" Zhu Minglang said.
"Okay, I'll go to the Cailing people more recently to see if I can buy high-quality and cheap resources." Fang Niannian said.
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The flower of water and wood elements, the essence of five hundred years, Zhu Minglang went to the mountain stream and saw Mr. Koi floating in the air and taking a nap.
After waking it up, Zhu Minglang planned to ask for some specific details.
Sure enough, Mr. Koi didn't remember saying these words at all.
"Continue to cool down and take a nap." Zhu Minglang said.
Along the north side of the mountain stream, Zhu Minglang went to Zhudian.
In the inner court of Zhumen, there is no refining of raw iron and ore, so even if you enter the casting hall, you can't see the huge furnace, let alone see the thick smoke billowing in the Zhumen Lake and Mountain Island.
Zhu Minglang stepped into the hall, and saw that most of the people had gone back to their houses to rest, leaving only a few disciples who were keeping watch.
"Young master."
"Young master."
Several disciples who were on guard at night saluted.
"Is there anyone else in there, at the elder level?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Master is inside." One of the disciples said.
"kindness."
Zhu Minglang walked in, bypassed the central hall, and walked to an armor casting room, where Zhu Tianguan should only be in.
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Pushing open the heavy door, Zhu Minglang saw countless star-like imprints flying in this gorgeous casting room. They are ancient and mysterious, as if hidden with infinite power. Once fully released, they can push mountains and fill seas. !
"Inscription patterns!" Zhu Minglang said in surprise.
"You still know the inscription pattern." Zhu Tianguan raised his hand, and suddenly all these luminous marks turned into a bright vortex, which was slowly pouring into an extremely thick piece of armor.
The piece of armor, as huge as a millstone, has been tempered and exudes a tough and heavy texture. With the injection of the inscription pattern, it is more like a powerful body with a more brilliant soul, and there is a kind of immortality. momentum!
"The infusion of the inscription pattern is the essence of our Zhumen. No matter how ordinary copper or iron is, after the baptism of our Zhumen's inscription pattern, it will show extraordinary power."
"I don't need to go to court today. I have already communicated with those old friends in the morning. In the court tomorrow, I will definitely let all the forces competing with us lose a piece of meat!"
"Thinking about it, our plan is perfect, but there is a key question - what if you lose?"
"If you lose, we have nothing left, and we have to get the resources to make good friends with us."
"So after thinking about it carefully, we Zhumen still have to come up with something decent, so that you will be safe in this battle."
Speaking of these words, Zhu Tianguan had already completed the injection of the inscription pattern on the piece of heavy armor, put the piece of armor into the pool for purifying impurities, and then took off the protective gear he was wearing.
"Are you making dragon armor for my dragon pet?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Yeah, I heard from Qin Yang what happened about you on the Bronze Battlefield yesterday." Zhu Tianguan said.
"I'm coming here, and I really want to make a new dragon armor for my black dragon, and steal some good materials from our family..." Zhu Minglang said.
"What is stealing? You can take whatever you want from Zhumen. If any elder disagrees, I will drive him out of the house, hum!" Zhu Tianguan snorted coldly.
"It's rare for my father to be idle today, so I also have something to ask my father." Zhu Minglang said.
"About casting art??" Zhu Tianguan raised his eyebrows.
"yes."
Zhu Tianguan had a serious expression just now, but it turned into extreme joy at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He turned around, bowed to a statue in the casting room, and said: "God bless, God bless, my son finally wants to learn the craft, God bless!"
"What's the reason for the casting inscription?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"You can understand the inscription pattern as the soul of the forge. Once any forge has a soul, its power cannot be compared with that of broken copper and iron. Take the Canglong as an example. What makes the Canglong powerful is precisely Their profound arts, a black dragon without profound arts, is not much different from a snake python." Zhu Tianguan said.
"Then what kind of utensils have a soul, and what kind of utensils don't?" Zhu Minglang continued to ask.
"Just like the living beings in the world, there is also the theory of cultivation. It is tempered by a powerful blacksmith year after year. After a long time, the weapon will have a soul and the brilliance of the inscription pattern.
"A sword, if it kills thousands of enemies and drinks countless blood, it will also have a certain level of cultivation, and it will have bloody inscriptions."
"A piece of armor is tempered and tempered. The material comes from crystal mines that absorb the essence of the sun and the moon. Every one of its owners is a powerful person in the world, and it will be extraordinary!" Zhu Tianguan said.
Zhu Minglang lowered his head, thoughtful.
It is said that the instrument has cultivation...
This is probably the most unbelievable thing. If it is heard by outsiders, they will think that the person who said such a thing is sick.
Prior to this, Zhu Minglang would not have thought of this level.
It can be seen that after passing the sword spirit dragon, Zhu Minglang is convinced of this.
Moreover, the inner court of Zhumen already knew the secret.
"Will there be a saying that the inscription pattern is forbidden to sleep?" Zhu Minglang asked.
What Zhu Minglang wanted to ask for advice was mainly about the sword spirit dragon inscription pattern.
There are still many souls of famous swords on Jian Linglong who have not awakened, that is to say, the inscription patterns are dark.
Let those famous sword souls glow with the brilliance of the inscription patterns, and the sword spirit dragon will be even stronger.
Jian Linglong even surpassed his original sword cultivation.