Weapon Refining Pavilion.
Rank one to three are weapon refiners.
Rank four to seven are masters of weapon refining.
Rank eight to nine is a master of weapon refining.
The status of a weapon refiner is higher than that of an ordinary disciple.
The status of a weapon refiner is equivalent to that of a monk at the Golden Core Stage, while a master refiner can be on an equal footing with a monk at the Transformation God Stage.
This is why Shen Junze, who has reached the Nascent Soul stage, sounds humble when he mentions the Weapon Refining Pavilion.
Under the leadership of Yang Feng, everyone came to the Fengxian Sect's Weapon Refining Pavilion.
Outside the pavilion.
"Why did you come to the Weapon Refining Pavilion? Do you have any instructions from the Weapon Refining Master? If not, please leave."
This is just the steward of the Weapon Refining Pavilion, so arrogant.
From this, it can be seen that the identity of the weapon refiner in the weapon refining pavilion is evident.
"We are here to refine weapons."
Yang Feng looked at Shen Junze, and Shen Junze handed the broken Fang Tianji materials to Yang Feng.
"It's broken like this. I'm sorry that the Refining Pavilion doesn't accept garbage."
The steward frowned as he looked at the Fangtian Halberd broken into several pieces in Yang Feng's hand.
This thing? Or build? Isn't this an insult to their Weapon Refining Pavilion?
Shen Junze was about to say something, but was stopped by Yang Feng.
"If you don't collect garbage, I think this Weapon Refining Pavilion is really not as good as the garbage in my hands."
quiet!
It was eerily quiet.
I have seen arrogant people, but I have never seen Yang Feng like this.
Even those following him, Shen Junze and others, were sweating.
But Ning Tao and Hao Hao found it quite enjoyable.
On ordinary days, who would dare to challenge the Weapon Refining Pavilion?
Only Yang Feng can say that the Weapon Refining Pavilion is worse than rubbish.
"Boy, do you dare to insult the Weapon Refining Pavilion? I'll tell you you're dead!"
How respected is the status of a weapon refiner.
"Go call your people, I'll wait here to see who of us will die today!"
Yang Fenglao said with interest.
"Sect Master, there is no need to argue with them. It's not worth it for a square halberd."
"My sect leader, if you say it's worth it, it's worth it."
"I would like to see the general outline of the weapon refining given to them. They gave it to those people. How dare a gatekeeper make such a noise."
Yang Feng was really angry.
If he hadn't come down to conduct a thorough investigation, he would never have encountered this scene.
Yang Feng spoke firmly.
Shen Junze didn't say anything more, he just felt warm in his heart and his eyes were full of determination.
"Who said my Weapon Refining Pavilion is inferior to trash?"
The steward came out with a young weapon refiner.
"I said."
Yang Feng crossed his arms over his chest. When his soul swept across the other party, he instantly lost interest and sent out a baby with no hair.
"Boy, you are so arrogant! Do you know who is talking to you?"
"who is it?"
"In the Weapon Refining Pavilion, Zheng Chengxiao, the son of the Weapon Refining Master, is only 23 years old and is already a third-level Weapon Refining Master. He is only one step away from becoming a Weapon Refining Master."
"oh."
Yang Feng glanced at the other party lazily and lost interest.
If so, the 23-year-old fifth-grade weapon refining master still has the qualifications for him to treat him seriously.
How dare a third-grade weapon refiner have the nerve to make such a fuss?
"Very good, Manager Liu, take off his arms. If he dares to resist, call the personal guards."
Zheng Chengxiao, the threat in his tone is self-evident.
"Which of you dares?"
Shen Junze, Ning Tao, and Hao Hao stood in front of Yang Feng.
A steward with a mere late-stage Jindan cultivation dared to offend Yang Feng, which made several people completely unable to sit still.
And after feeling the breath of the three people.
Manager Liu, there was yellow liquid flowing out of his trouser legs.
I was so scared that I pissed myself. The golden elixir stage monk was so scared that I pissed myself.
"me……"
"Zheng Chengxiao, I don't want to embarrass you. Go and find the fifth-grade weapon refining master for me. Otherwise, I don't mind if you let the weapon refining pavilion suffer."
Yang Feng waved his hand and did not let Shen Junze and others take action.
"Just wait, I will make you regret coming to this world."
Yang Feng just looked at Zheng Chengxiao with a sinister look.
Let him regret coming to this world, let alone the small weapon refining pavilion, even in the world of immortality, no one has this energy now.
Soon Zheng Chengxiao brought a group of personal guards, many of whom were Nascent Soul monks.
"Oh? Are these monks all from the sect?"
"No, most of them are recruited from outside by the Weapon Refining Pavilion. The purpose is to maintain the security of the Weapon Refining Pavilion."
"So, these disciples are their personal guards? No wonder they are so arrogant."
Yang Feng's eyebrows jumped.
At some point, a large halberd appeared in his hand.
"Junze is optimistic."
Yang Feng intended to teach Shen Junze the method of swallowing the sky halberd, but he was worried that Shen Junze did not have enough understanding.
So, I had to practice it myself.
"That's him. If he offends the Weapon Refining Pavilion, let me kill him!"
"Sir, I don't even know how deep this person is. Judging from the halberd technique he uses, he is a strong man. If he takes action rashly, I'm afraid he will..."
"What are you afraid of? This person has repeatedly provoked our Weapon Refining Pavilion. His motives are not pure. He should be arrested and interrogated by the Criminal Court."
Zheng Chengxiao, for this reason, is still unwilling to give up.
He believed that the ten personal guards he had brought with him were capable of taking down Yang Feng's group.
"Zheng Chengxiao, see clearly who I am!"
Shen Junze saw that Zheng Chengxiao wanted to take action.
He stood up immediately.
"Shen Junze, it's you!"
Zheng Chengxiao might not recognize it from others, but Shen Junze recognized it at a glance.
The younger generation of Fengxian Sect is the focus of training.
The Fangtian Halberd in his hand was personally given by the Great Elder, Deng Hongteng.
"That's right! You should know them all."
Shen Junze let Ning Tao, Chen Yao and others behind him show up.
"Why are you hanging out with demon spies?"
"Hmph! Demonic spy? Zheng Chengxiao, I advise you, it's still too late to turn back now. If your father comes forward later, he may not be able to protect you."
Shen Junze has seen Yang Feng's methods with his own eyes. He is a ruthless man who can shatter the best spiritual weapons. Now that he has weapons, I am afraid that even all the people here together will not be enough to defeat him.
Zheng Chengxiao, if he knew what was going on and found his father, he might still have a way to survive.
"Shen Junze, you are deceiving the public with your monstrous words. This monk in green shirt is a demon spy. I don't know what benefits he has given you to make you willing to sacrifice your life for him. It's still too late to turn back now."
Zheng Chengxiao just finished speaking.
Yang Feng's Sky-Swallowing Halberd suddenly exerted force.
Ten personal guards fell to the ground.
"You can't help but beat me?"
Shen Junze and others behind him were instantly petrified.
Zheng Chengxiao, who was not far away, was so frightened that his legs were shaking.
Are there really such cruel people in the world?
one move!
Ten personal guards, whose average cultivation level was in the late Jindan stage, died suddenly without warning.
"If you dare to kill my personal guards in the Weapon Refining Pavilion, you are dead!"
At this point, Zheng Chengxiao still spoke harshly.
But his eyes did not dare to stay on Yang Fengshen for one second longer.
"Did you see clearly what Junze did with his halberd just now?"
"Disciple is stupid, was he distracted just now?"
Shen Junze scratched his head in embarrassment.
"This halberd technique is called the Heaven-Swallowing Halberd Technique. There are thirty-six moves in total..."
Yang Feng was practicing the Heaven-Swallowing Halberd technique on the spot, and even Ning Tao, who was practicing spear art, was watching.
As for Shen Junze himself, he listened with rapt attention.
"Who dares to kill my bodyguard?"
A loud voice was deafening.
I saw an old man in gray robe with gray temples.
The fluctuations in cultivation are actually the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage.
"Shuai Zheng is here."
Zheng Shuai, the father of Zheng Chengxiao, is the number one weapon refining master in the weapon refining pavilion.
Cultivation, Nascent Soul Stage Dzogchen.
"The rightful owner has finally arrived."
"Old man, this is how you use the general outline of the weapon refining given to you. How dare you let your son bring people to stop me?"
"Who are you……"
Zheng Shuai's pupils shrank sharply and his expression changed in shock.
He immediately bowed and saluted.
"I pay my respects to the sect master!"
Did Zheng Shuai give in before the fight even started?
This was something Shen Junze didn't expect.
Zheng Chengxiao, who was beside Zheng Shuai, turned pale.
metropolitan?
The other party was actually the leader of the Fengxian Sect whose Shenlong had never seen its end.
No wonder he was so young that he killed ten personal guards with just one halberd. Looking at the entire Fengxian Sect, only the Fengxian Sect, whose leader he had never met, had such a method.
"Old Zheng! I have nothing else to do, so I just want you to help me refine a top-quality magic weapon. But you, Manager Liu of the Weapon Refining Pavilion,
He said that your Weapon Refining Pavilion does not accept garbage, and then I casually replied that your Weapon Refining Pavilion is worse than the garbage in my hands, so he asked your son to lead someone to teach me a lesson, and you know what happened next. "
When he heard this, Zheng Shuai almost had a heart attack.
Zheng Chengxiao was beaten to the ground with a stick on the spot.
"father."
"You still have the nerve to say that if this sect leader refuses to forgive you, just kneel down and get up."
Zheng Shuai spoke directly.
"Zong, sect master, yes, it is my disciple who deserves death. I bumped into you. I beg you, sect master, to spare my life. This disciple will definitely be devastated by the sect."
Zheng Chengxiao, in order to survive, he didn't even give up his dignity.
"What a mess, it's not that serious. As long as you can reach the level of a master of weapon refinement within a month, how about I not hold you accountable?"
Now is the time to employ people. The former personal guard, he can be merciless and kill with one strike.
Zheng Chengxiao is also trying to give face to Zheng Shuai.
"Xiao'er, haven't you thanked the sect master yet?"
"Disciple Chengxiao, thank you so much for your kindness, sect master. Chengxiao will definitely work hard to understand and will never dare to slack off at all."
"Okay, there's nothing for you to do here. You can go down."
After saying that, Yang Feng waved his hand.
"Old Zheng! This Square Heavenly Halberd is in your hands. It will take at most three days. I just want to see the finished product and not embarrass you. How about the quasi-sacred weapon?"
When he heard the words quasi-sacred weapon, Zheng Shuai's face visibly trembled.
But after taking over the broken Fang Tianji, he still bowed to Yang Feng with a smile and said:
"As you command, Master."
"Hehe! Master, when will you build me a gun? I don't have to choose, as long as it's the best magical weapon."
Ning Tao said bravely.
"The best magical weapon? With this pursuit, within five months, I will make all the disciples of Fengxian Sect use the best magical weapon. As for you, each of you will have a sacred weapon."
"Long live the sect master!"
"Long live the sect master!"
…
Only Zheng Shuai has a slumped face, but you are relieved. We at the Weapon Refining Pavilion are going to suffer.
"This sect master has important matters, so I won't stay any longer. I will keep an eye on your son from now on and tell him that the Fengxian Sect has more than just the Weapon Refining Pavilion."
Yang Feng's words were already obvious. As for how much Zheng Shuai could understand, it had nothing to do with him.
Some people died, but not completely...
