Fellow Taoist: Do you have any spiritual stones on you?

"Boss, do you want to kill a few people to establish your authority? These Zhongzhou geniuses don't understand the situation and keep yelling at them all day long!"

“One moment I thought the food was bad, another moment I thought it was too crowded...it’s just too troublesome!”

"..."

In the two battles, a total of nearly [-] monks were captured. Although they had all been put on 'life-forbidden locks' and had their dantian sealed, they were noisy all day long, making the monks in charge of guarding restless.

"It's okay. If they think the food is poor, then don't give them food. If they think it's too crowded, just tie them up... If you can't shut them up, find some rags, roll them in the muddy water, and stuff them in his mouth." Gu Feng chuckled.

The two girls, Saint Miaoyu and Ying Yaqing, trembled all over and couldn't help but shrink their necks.

The scene Gu Feng mentioned appeared in his mind, and he felt nauseated. If he was really stuffed with mud-stained rags, it would definitely be worse than death.

"Okay, boss, you should have said this a long time ago!" A Fei laughed naively, and then left.

Gu Feng turned around, looked at the wary looks on the two women's faces, and smiled in his heart: "Don't worry, you are the ones who contributed to my bombing of Tiancheng. You have paid a lot for this. I will not do this to you!"

As soon as these words came out, the two women first breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and then their eyes widened.

Gu Feng's words were absolutely humiliating.

"You're bored in the room. Go out for a walk. You can't go anywhere except where the hostages are held!"

The two women couldn't figure out what Gu Feng was thinking, but they didn't dare to go against it. When they saw Gu Feng walking out, they followed closely. Qing Luo and several other Holy Land disciples also followed quickly.

Bang-dang-dang-dang-

A large group of monks sweated like rain, endured the burning of the hot flames, and swung the hammers in their hands.

Several old men with gray hair and beards were interspersed among them, giving advice from time to time.

"The monks in Zhatian City are all very qualified. Even though these people are very good at wielding hammers and hammers, in fact, they only have a superficial understanding of weapon refining!"

"Master, what do you think of this weapon? This is a brand new heavenly weapon invented by me, Gu Xiaojiang, grandpa and others!" Duan Yu came over excitedly when he saw Gu Feng.

Gu Xiaojiang on the side was also full of excitement, "This kind of top-grade heavenly weapon is made exclusively from mid-grade heaven-level materials. It can be used both offensively and defensively... The most unique thing is that several monks each hold one, and together they can Get up and unleash the attack power of a low-grade royal weapon!"

It has to be said that Duan Yu and Gu Xiaojiang's weapon refining talents are very powerful.

Today's level of weapon refining has surpassed that of the older generation of Heavenly Grade weapon refiners in the Tiangong Alliance.

What's amazing is that their achievement has basically nothing to do with Gu Feng, and it all depends on the two of them to realize it on their own.

Gu Feng played with the newly developed heavenly weapon, felt it for a while, and his eyes lit up: "This thing is definitely an innovation. It can be used alone, and can also be used for joint attacks, integrating offense and defense. Not bad!

Your two weapon refining skills have made great progress, and even in Zhongzhou, you are still ahead of your peers. "

After receiving Gu Feng's praise, Duan Yu and Gu Xiaojiang waved their fists excitedly and immediately knelt down on one knee at the same time: "Without Master's cultivation, we would never have achieved this achievement!"

"Hahaha, it doesn't have to be like this, I'm just a hands-off shopkeeper!"

Gu Feng helped the two of them up and said with a smile.

Miaoyu Saint and Ying Yaqing looked at each other and saw the astonishment in each other's eyes.

With their status and vision, they would naturally not take a top-quality heavenly weapon seriously, but they were also amazed by this unique concept and weapon refining concept.

These are two talented weapon refiners with extraordinary talents.

However, what they find hard to accept is that these two young weapon refiners are actually Gu Feng's disciples.

The piety and awe in the eyes of Duan Yu and Gu Xiaojiang could not tolerate any falsehood.

Ying Yaqing couldn't help but ask: "Do you know how to refine weapons?"

As soon as these words came out, Duan Yu and Gu Xiaojiang scolded Gu Feng before he could speak.

"How dare you, a prisoner, question Master's weapon refining skills!"

"Master's concept of weapon refining is the best in the lower four regions. Even if you look at the entire Zhongzhou, no one can compare with it!"

"..."

The scolding of the two made Ying Yaqing's face look ugly, and she gritted her teeth tightly, wishing to slap them to death.

"Hmph——, I just know how to refine weapons, what's so big about it!"

"What did you say???" Duan Yu and Gu Xiaojiang glared at Yaqing angrily, almost ready to take action if they disagreed.

"Okay, you go ahead. Don't slack off in refining weapons!" Gu Feng waved his hand.

"Yes!" The two of them bowed out respectfully.

After the two left, Gu Feng turned to look at Saint Miaoyu and asked with a smile: "How do my two disciples compare with some of the same age weapon refiners in Zhongzhou?"

Hearing this, Saint Miaoyu had no choice but to nod her head in approval even if she was resentful towards Gu Feng: "It's very powerful. It's no worse than some prodigies who are famous for their weapon refining skills!"

"Wrong, they are more powerful than the weapon refiners of the same age in Zhongzhou!" Gu Feng shook his head and retorted.

Without waiting for Saint Miaoyu to speak, he said quietly again: "It's a pity that they were born in the lower four realms."

After saying that, Gu Feng moved forward again, taking the girls to every corner of Zhatian City.

The atmosphere of cultivation here is very strong. Even if they are taking a break, they will sit together and discuss issues related to exercises or martial arts.

There were many young disciples surrounding some old people, listening carefully and asking questions from time to time.

Everyone's eyes were so determined, without any hint of timidity or hesitation.

Their respect for Gu Feng is also incredible.

"He is the god who explodes the sky city!" At that moment, this sentence appeared in the mind of Saint Miaoyu.

In the next few days, Gu Feng no longer accompanied them, leaving Saint Miaoyu and Ying Yaqing to move around as they pleased, accompanied by Qing Luo and others.

Perhaps it was under the instruction of Saint Miaoyu, or perhaps it was Qingluo's spontaneous behavior.

When this little girl met some female nuns, she would talk to them and take notes carefully.

At first, she still held the idea of ​​​​inciting a rebellion against the monks and escaping from Tianzhao City.

After just one day, she gave up this ridiculous idea.

It is impossible for the monks who bombed Tiancheng to be instigated to rebel.

"Saintess, Senior Sister Ying, the core figures of Zhatian City, come from the South China Sea, the East China Sea and the East Saint Region. They are all Gu Feng's core supporters. They have a tough mind and cannot be shaken..."

During the report, Qing Luo's mood was very complicated.

"There are also some people who are old people he found in the Endless Sea. Some of these people have been wasting in the Endless Sea for hundreds of years..."

"In order for everyone to have an ideal future, Gu Feng stayed at the peak of Guiyi Realm for ten years..."

"..."

At the end, Qingluo looked sad, "The monks in the Lower Four Realms are really pitiful. If it weren't for Gu Feng, many of them would be like those old men, either wasting their years or dying silently. Those who can reach Zhongzhou are thousands of miles away." Pick one..."

"He's an amazing man!"

The two women were silent, looked at each other sadly, and sighed in unison.

"Qing Luo, invite Gu Feng over, I want to talk to him!"

After a while, the Miaoyu Saint whispered.