Nowadays, more and more people are coming, and the entire ancient city has become lively.
The sunset is setting and the sunset is shining.
Gu Feng was still sitting outside the wine shop, drinking by himself, collecting various information.
No matter what big city, teahouses and wine shops are the best places to collect information.
The people around were talking about what happened in Duhai City.
"The three great immortal monks, kill them all!"
Someone exclaimed.
"That was a cultivator in the early stage of Hedao Realm. Only by obtaining the fortune of the first city lord of Duhai City could he exert his strength as nearly the Immortal King!"
Some people also disdained.
"Haha, yesterday I received the news that all the Buddhists in the Buddha Realm were angry and wanted to find this Eastern cultivator and refine him!"
There was a drunk cultivator who sneered.
A Buddhist son?
Gu Feng's eyes flashed. He came to the Western Continent for a while and knew that the Buddhist son in the Buddhist realm was recognized as the strongest peerless genius in the West!
Someone once said that when the Buddha's son was born, billions of auspicious clouds fell, thousands of cranes were sending joy, and there were even illusions of Buddhas reflected on the nine heavens, alarming the strongest people in the West!
"If the legendary Buddhist son is in the realm of Hedao, he might not be able to defeat the other party." Gu Feng couldn't help but chuckled.
His voice was not high, but it was very clear, just to be heard by the cultivators nearby.
In an instant.
From all directions, gazes filled with doubts immediately gathered on Gu Feng.
When they saw Gu Feng wearing Western clothes and even Gu Feng exuded a sacred and peaceful atmosphere, they believed that Gu Feng was a Western cultivator.
"Little brother, it seems that you are practicing hard. I wonder if the Buddhist son has already broken through to the early stage of the Purple Mansion Realm!"
Someone understands it.
The Western continent is different from other places.
There are many ascetic monks here. Ascetic monks are dedicated to practicing, cultivating their own minds and self-cultivating, and rarely paying attention to external affairs.
Therefore, the cultivators around regarded Gu Feng as an ascetic monk.
"I remember seeing the Buddhist son pass the tribulation a hundred years ago, it brought about the legendary worldly disaster. The scene was extremely terrifying!"
There is an old cultivator who is sighing at the extraordinary nature of the Buddhist son.
Worldly disaster!
Gu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. He had experienced many white worldly disasters and had a great understanding of the horrors of worldly disasters.
However, I don’t know what level of earthly disaster the legendary Buddhist son has survived.
The worldly disasters also have different levels.
The ordinary red worldly disaster is even more powerful. As for the most terrifying worldly disaster, it is the white worldly disaster experienced by Gu Feng’s tribulation realm!
Suddenly, an inexplicable sense of wonder appeared in Gu Feng's heart.
Gu Feng had a premonition that he might have a battle with the legendary Buddhist saint.
"Maybe, the arrival of that battle will not be too far away."
Gu Feng was filled with fighting spirit. In fact, he really wanted to fight with the real peerless genius to embark on an unusual and invincible path!
Boom ~
Suddenly, one golden chariot after another came across the sky, and the endless void was shaking!
All kinds of auspicious clouds were gushing, all of which were big-name cars. Some strange beasts were pulling chariots, and even exuded the aura of the Tribulation Realm, which made people exclaim and quickly dodge.
"That was the chariot from Baoxiang Temple. I didn't expect that they would come too!" someone said in surprise.
A group of strange beasts pulled a golden chariot and parked on the ancient road in front of the wine shop.
Three young monks walked down from the golden chariot and walked straight to the restaurant, obviously intending to have a drink here.
"Ding~"
A sixth-grade spirit stone fell on Gu Feng's table, making a crisp sound, rolling on the ground.
"Hurry up and take our carriage to the inn in front."
One of the young monks, holding a vajra, looked at Gu Feng coldly, threw a word directly, and then found a seat to sit down.
Gu Feng didn't move. He didn't even look at the spirit stones on the ground. He was still drinking alone, watching the sunset slowly falling in the sky.
Some of the cultivators around me sighed secretly, some were dissatisfied, and some were gloating.
No one stood up and helped Gu Feng say something because the identities of the three young monks were not simple.
After all, when you see unfairness, you will often only happen in stories mentioned by the story of the storyteller.
"Third brother, it seems that your words don't work, and they won't move."
The second genius from Baoxiang Temple saw Gu Feng motionless and could not help but reveal a strange look. A cultivator in the early stage of the Hedao Realm was unmoved by a sixth-grade spirit stone?
"Maybe it's because I disliked too few spirit stones."
The young monk who threw out the spirit stone at first glance glanced at Gu Feng and did not take Gu Feng seriously at all. He took out a seventh-grade spirit stone from the void ring and threw it at Gu Feng's cheek.
The sound of breaking through the air sounded.
This piece of spirit stone contains a trace of power to unite the Tao.
Gu Feng's face was calm, and he stretched out his finger indifferently. He casually bounced the seventh-grade spirit stone to easily resolve the power covered on the spirit stone. Then he held the seventh-grade spirit stone and threw it on the ground.
"Do you think a seventh-grade spirit stone can hit me in the face and treat me as a cow or horse?"
Gu Feng looked back and as his eyes opened and closed, two beams of light like sharp swords shot out, sweeping over the three young monks.
He knew what kind of ancient temple is Baoxiang Temple.
When Gu Feng left the domain and arrived at the treasure domain, he deliberately learned about the information of the major ancient temples on the way.
Baoxiang Temple is the largest ancient temple in the Baoyuan!
If it is in the Eastern Continent, then Baoxiang Temple is equivalent to the first holy land in a large territory and has supreme dominance.
However, no matter what kind of ancient temple it is, he cannot do such a behavior to him.
"I'll give you an eighth-grade spirit stone, come and pour me a bar."
Gu Feng threw out an eighth-grade spirit stone with his backhand. This eighth-grade spirit stone just rolled down to the feet of a young monk.
This person is too brave!
People were shocked. These were the three geniuses of Baoxiang Temple. In the territory of the Baodi Realm, few people dared to provoke Baoxiang Temple!
"You are looking for death!" The third genius of Baoxiang Temple, the monk who threw out the spirit stone, stood up suddenly and glared at the sky!
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
The cultivators around him thought that Gu Feng was seeking death and dared to anger the three geniuses of Baoxiang Temple here.
Although there is no city lord in Wanbao City, it has always been the territory of Baoxiang Temple by default!
"Little brother, these are the three geniuses of Baoxiang Temple. Among them, the monk Tongbao is the first genius and the sage son of Baoxiang Temple!".
"The monk Xingbao and the monk Mingbao are the second and third geniuses. Hurry up and admit your mistake to them!"
Someone whispered.
They always thought Gu Feng was an ascetic monk and did not know the three geniuses of Baoxiang Temple, so they gave a reminder.
But the next moment, everyone was stunned when they saw Gu Feng's behavior.