What can I do to save you, my villain?

Chapter 708
Wei Zhuo took Feng Mingzhong (Chen Shuixin had already thought of the name) out of the mustard space, and attracted the earth-shattering and powerful ninth-grade spiritual weapon Thunder Tribulation.

Wang Ming, who was in Wang's house, heard Wang Si's report and asked in surprise, "What did you say? Ah Zhuo has refined a ninth-grade spiritual weapon?"

He stood up all of a sudden and muttered, "I haven't figured out what my talisman is yet, but he's gone through another catastrophe!? Let's help him again."

Speaking of which, Wang Si was also very dazed, he felt that he was obviously looking down at Wei Zhuo, a small person, but he didn't expect that this small person could even be invited by the Wang family as a guest, a fawning existence.

With the same recipe, the same taste, the Fengming Bell refined by Wang Ming and his parents for Wei Zhuo blocked the thunder disaster brought by the ninth-grade spiritual weapon.

Wang Wanli felt that Wang Ming had dug up a treasure. The leader of the alliance who recommended Wei Zhuo as the leader of the Refining Alliance was really beneficial. It was only ten years later that Wei Zhuo refined the genuine Nine Swords that had been certified by Lei Jie. Pinnacle.

He could think of Wei Zhuo's achievements on the road of refining weapons since then, and there are few people competing for it.

Wang Wanli didn't even hesitate, and directly agreed with Wei Zhuo, "Ah Zhuo! I want to ask you to refine a ninth-grade spiritual weapon for me."

Wang Ming hopped aside and said, "Father, you already have your talisman! You have to think about it for me first!"

However, Wang Wanli gave Wang Ming a disgusted look, then turned his head to look at Yue Le lovingly, "Madam still lacks a ninth-grade spiritual weapon! Why don't you stay cool."

Wang Ming was angry, but he was cherished by his mother since he was a child, so he naturally knew that what his father said was right, and his mother was indeed more anxious than him.

He also generously gave the high-grade refining materials he had collected to his mother, but Wang Wanli stared at him, always thinking that this kid's gallantry at this time was trying to compare him to his father.

Yue Le patted Wang Ming's arm very relieved, her son has finally grown up, able to take care of himself and know how to honor his parents.

Wei Zhuo naturally readily agreed, and made an appointment with Wang Wanli. After ten days, after he had a rest, he would go to Wang's house to personally refine the ninth-grade spiritual weapon for Yue Le.

After seeing off Wang Wanli's family, Wei Zhuo turned around and entered the mustard space.

Chen Shuixin couldn't wait a long time ago, she asked Wei Zhuo when she saw Wei Zhuo, "How is it? Everything is going well?"

Wei Zhuo handed the Fengming Bell to Chen Shuixin, "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."

Chen Shuixin smiled all at once, took the Fengming Bell happily, and kept stroking the Fengming Bell with his hand, the words of praise poured out like a river, coaxing Wei Zhuo into a very comfortable mood.

After Chen Shuixin took the Fengming Bell to retreat again, Wei Zhuo also calmed down and came to Wang's house.

When Wei Zhuo was refining weapons for Mrs. Yue Le in the Wang family, the Wang family and the refining alliance had spread the news that Wei Zhuo had successfully refined the ninth-grade spiritual weapons twice in a row. Today's alliance has already taken root in the Brahma flower world , and the Refining Valley each occupy half of the country.

Refining Valley, the third vein.

In the past few days, Zhou Shouyong was obviously very angry, and several elders and disciples were scolded bloody by him one after another, and finally attracted the former master who had abdicated a long time ago.

"Ayong, you are too much!"

Only then did Zhou Shouyong see Master looking at him with a disapproving expression, and he quickly got up and said, "Master, why are you here?"

The former pulse master snorted coldly, which made Zhou Shouyong flinch unconsciously, but what he said next made Zhou Shouyong feel even more uncomfortable and terrified, "If you don't want to be this pulse master, your senior brother is looking forward to doing it for you."

Zhou Shouyong's face paled, and he knelt down immediately, hugging Master's legs while kneeling, "Master, I was wrong!"

The former vein master said coldly, "The Artifact Refining Alliance has only produced a boy who can refine ninth-grade spiritual weapons, so it is worth your anxiety. If you are facing a big enemy, you should take him seriously."

"Master, I", Zhou Shouyong wanted to explain to himself, but was interrupted by the former vein master, "Our Artifact Valley has been passed down from ten thousand years ago, how many ninth-rank artifact masters have been produced, and how many old masters Zu Fei ascended to the Immortal World, this is where our background lies, and the Artifact Refining Alliance is far from enough with just this one person! Why do you have to put gold on the face of outsiders, and care about what is in front of you?"

"We still have six ninth-rank craftsmen in our three veins!" After reaching a high-rank craftsman, we usually make a subdivision, and Wei Zhuo has already been able to refine nine-rank middle spirit weapons.

In the Artifact Refining Alliance, there is only one Supreme Elder who is % sure of being able to refine a ninth-rank upper spirit weapon, one who is % sure of refining a ninth-rank middle spirit weapon, and the other four are barely considered ninth-rank artisans. .

How can this not make him worry?

Zhou Shouyong bowed his head but did not dare to refute. He would treat Wei Zhuo so like an enemy, probably because Wei Zhuo's growth rate is really called a monster!It was good luck to be able to refine a ninth-rank lower spirit weapon during the fusion period, and to be able to force Wei Zhuo to be crowned.

However, it has been only two or three hundred years since Wei Zhuo refined the ninth-grade lower spirit weapon, and he has refined two ninth-grade middle-level spirit weapons with his middle-stage cultivation. This, he will not be able to refine the immortal weapon during the tribulation period, right? ! ?

The opponent grows up too fast, like a mountain that firmly suppresses the cultivators of the Refining Valley and loses all glory!
Even Zhou Shouyong's own master in front of him may not have great confidence in refining a ninth-rank lower spirit weapon!Even if it is a ninth-rank lower spirit weapon, there is a % chance that the master will miss it.

The former pulse master was not as worrying as Zhou Shouyong, and even felt that he made a fuss out of a molehill, which is why he made a big fuss today.

Also because of the laissez-faire of the Refining Valley, Wei Zhuo will eventually grow to an astonishing height, making them no longer have the desire to catch up. So far, the Refining Alliance has risen, and the Refining Valley has become a thing of the past.

Chen Shuixin, who is retreating again, plans to carve his brand on Fengming Bell first, so that Fengming Bell can be completely his own.

Chen Shuixin sat in the place where time accelerated in the mustard space, slowly wrapped his spiritual consciousness around the Fengming Bell, and kept penetrating into it.

Although Fengming Zhong had a hint of resistance, but because Wei Zhuo was in the process of refining Fengming Zhong, Chen Shuixin dripped her blood essence to warm Fengming Zhong.

Feng Mingzhong only resisted for an hour, and then the whole line was defeated. Chen Shuixin's consciousness left a mark on Fengming Zhong, and Chen Shuixin also felt that he had a close connection with Fengming Zhong.

This kind of connection seems mysterious and mysterious, but it has a few more warm feelings than the cold fire and phoenix seal.

Even Chen Shuixin was keenly aware of the aura of agility on Fengming Zhong, who had been by Wei Zhuo's side for many years, she immediately knew that Fengming Zhong was about to give birth to a spirit!

This is great joy!Chen Shuixin really hopes that he can raise the spirit of Fengming Bell with his own hands!

Chen Shuixin generously dripped a few more drops of blood on the Fengming Bell, and finally took the Fengming Bell into his spiritual consciousness for nourishment.

Her every move is very envious!

However, Chen Shuixin laughed secretly in her heart, it was because of the existence of competing products that she could be calmed down and be a good mustard.

(End of this chapter)