Upon hearing this, Fang Jian waved his hand and said, "I'll give you a mission. From today on, in addition to your normal patrols, you must also gather information about battle formations. If you discover any powerful battle formations, you must report it to me immediately."

All the nobles bowed their heads and said, "Yes, Captain."

Fang Jian then said, "As for the matter of the one thousand innate spiritual treasures, I'll take care of it."

When the ministers heard Fang Jian's confident tone, they immediately gave up the idea of ​​continuing to persuade him. In short, they believed that this was basically impossible. It was not a matter of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of dust points, but a matter of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dust points. No matter how good the friends were, they could not get much discount.

When the captain hits the wall, he will know how serious this is. Although the captain has great skills and abilities, he is too naive.

"Okay, do you remember what I said before?" Fang Jian asked.

The nobles quickly replied, "Captain, we have remembered everything."

Fang Jian nodded, then waved his hand and said, "Then everyone, please leave."

All the ministers bowed and said, "Yes." Then they all left Changyou Hall.

After all the ministers left the Changyou Hall, Fang Jian made some hand gestures and sat in meditation. Seeing this, Yu Censhuang, who was standing beside him, immediately turned around and walked down the steps to stand by him.

After Fang Jian entered into a state of meditation, he directly summoned the Hongmeng Editor and began to edit the innate spiritual treasure.

"Xiaohong, set a limit for me. The innate spiritual treasure I edit cannot exceed the limit of 1,800 Hongmeng Dao Qi." Fang Jian said to the editor.

The editor said, "Okay."

Then Fang Jian began to edit. As Fang Jian's mind continued to shape the editing column, after only thirty breaths, a magic weapon similar to the "Huaguang Treasure Gun" appeared in the editing column.

However, the magic weapon that Fang Jian was editing at the moment was a long, bright black gun with a very delicate shape, but it did not have a 'trigger'.

Under the long gun, the original trigger position was a long strip of "talisman". The user only needed to press his finger on it and then inject magic power or momentum into the talisman to fire.

And after firing, what is emitted is no longer a bullet, but a beam of light.

If mana is injected, the light emitted will be the 'Five Elements Divine Light'.

If the great momentum is injected, the "Liangyi Divine Light" will be emitted.

As the name suggests, the Five Elements Divine Light can break everything within the Five Elements. The Liangyi Divine Light can break everything within the Liangyi.

Each firing requires the injection of either magical power or great momentum, depending on the situation.

After finishing the editing, Fang Jian looked at the simple yet domineering Xiantian Lingbao Longcannon and couldn't help but ask, "What should I give it a name?"

After pondering for a while, Fang Jian couldn't think of a good name, so he simply said, "Let's call it 'Bao Chong'."

After he finished speaking, six large characters in immortal seal script slowly appeared on the handle at the end of the long gun: Xiantian Lingbao·Treasure Gun.

Fang Jian then said to the editor, "Xiaohong, make one thousand of these precious guns."

Editor: "1.8 million Hongmeng Dao Qi is required. Do you want to generate 1,000 treasure guns?"

"Generation." Fang Jian said.

Then, a brilliant ray of Hongmeng treasure light flashed out in the editing column. After ten breaths, the Hongmeng treasure light gradually dissipated, and a thousand innate spiritual treasure-level treasure guns appeared in the editing column.

Fang Jian's 5.1 million Hongmeng Dao Qi became 3.3 million.

Fang Jian felt a little distressed when he saw the greatly shrunken Hongmeng Dao Qi, but the one thousand soldiers had already sworn allegiance to him, and they would follow him wherever he went in the future.

Especially since they still have seventeen "pardons", investing in them will not be a loss.

Besides... "The wool comes from the sheep, so it's time to formulate a 'fine law'." Fang Jian thought to himself.

Thinking of this, Fang Jian temporarily stored the one thousand precious guns in the Hongmeng Editor, then opened his eyes and his gaze fell on the jade table in front of him.

After a moment, Fang Jian reached out and picked up a blank jade slip from the upper left corner of the jade table. After spreading it on the table, he began to write the title: "The Night Patrol Captain's Office's Fines for All Uncivilized Behaviors in Yujing City."