Since the heavenly punishing sword had been left behind until now, it was bound to be defective.
At that time, he would need the power of a spirit master to repair it.
Moreover, after becoming a spirit master, he could also make some Nirvana artifacts.
"Haha, that's easy!"
Ten days later.
Iron Horse dukedom Pier.
"We'll meet again at the qionglou banquet!" Xia qingchen bade Jin linfei farewell and turned to enter the capital of the Iron Horse dukedom. He came before a magnificent courtyard.
The words 'great general' were hung on the horizontal board of the courtyard.
This was Zhang zhiyue's home.
He was born in the General's Office of Iron Horse dukedom and was the eldest son of Zhang wangya, the number one war god of Iron Horse dukedom.
Now, the entrance was covered with white banners and white lanterns.
Mourning couplets were pasted on both sides of the gate, and dozens of flower circles were placed.
