What can I do to save you, my villain?

Chapter 707
The seventh thunder tribulation was obviously on a higher level, more than three times bigger than the sixth thunder calamity, Xiaota's body seemed to shake twice in fear.

Wei Zhuo flew to the small tower without hesitation, intending to block half of the thunder disaster for the small tower.

And Wang Ming also bullied himself forward, and as the seventh thunder tribulation fell, Wang Ming's hair exploded slightly, but Wei Zhuo was able to catch it with his hands, Xiaota turned around slightly, leaning towards Wei Zhuo slightly, It seems that Wang Ming is somewhat disgusted.

Wei Zhuo's eyes flashed, and there seemed to be a half-human emotion in the tower. If Wei Zhuo hadn't already had a mind-to-heart connection with Xiaota, he would not have noticed this subtle change.

When the eighth thunder tribulation fell, Wang Wanli also took part in sharing the thunder calamity. When the ninth thunder tribulation fell, the aura of the pagoda changed, and it completely became a ninth-rank middle spirit weapon.

Before Xiaota could decide whether to escape or stay with the little spiritual consciousness that was struck by lightning, Wei Zhuo took him into his arms intimately.

Wei Zhuo held the pagoda and thanked Wang Wanli and others, "Thank you, Patriarch Wang and Madam, for your help!"

"If there is anything that needs me, I will do my best!"

Wang Wanli smiled heartily, "Then I won't be polite, my little boy is still short of a talisman, so please ask Master Chen to refine it for him!"

Wei Zhuo naturally agreed, and made an appointment to wait for Wang Ming to figure out what spiritual weapon he wanted, and then bring the refining materials to find him.

After sending away Wang Wanli and others who came to help, Wei Zhuo immediately chose to retreat. He needed to strengthen his connection with the small tower and carve his own brand on the weak weapon spirit raised from the small tower.

It was another hundred years, and Wei Zhuo held a quaint little pagoda in the palm of Wei Zhuo's hand. The pagoda had nine floors, and there were six bells hanging on the eaves of the top floor. When the wind blew, the bells still swayed and made a crisp sound, which was very touching. interesting!

But for Huolong, this small tower looks harmless to humans and animals, but it is actually extremely ferocious. Due to the rather abnormal attributes of the small tower, it can temporarily suppress the strange fire.

Xiaota said in a childish voice, "Huohuo, if you dare to burn my bell with your flames, I will lock you in my stomach and think about it."

Huolong curled his lips, wanted to speak, but was a little timid, he could only forcefully hum a couple of times, and then hid in Wei Zhuo's dantian like the wind.

Wei Zhuo stretched out his hand and flicked the little tower lightly, then flipped his hand over, threw the Demon-Suppressing Tower into his consciousness, and continued to nourish the little tower.

In the past 100 years, Chen Shuixin has worked hard and devoted all her energy to cultivation. Of course, her hard work has paid off. into the late stage.

When Wei Zhuo entered the mustard space, he saw Chen Shuixin sitting under the Enlightenment Tree with some depression, thinking about life at a 45-degree angle.

When Chen Shuixin saw Wei Zhuo, he complained, "Little Bracelet, hard work is really too difficult."

Because of Wei Zhuo's success in refining the spiritual pagoda, he gained a deeper understanding of refining ninth-grade spiritual weapons, which made Wei Zhuo's cultivation level improve a little. At this time, his cultivation level was comparable to that of Chen Shuixin.

And Wei Zhuo's 100 years is equivalent to Chen Shuixin's 300 years of cultivation, Chen Shuixin feels quite frustrated.

Wei Zhuo held Chen Shuixin's hand and suggested, "Xinxin, why don't I refine the talisman for you! It's also just to change your mood. If you keep practicing hard, it may not be easy for you to practice!"

Chen Shuixin's eyes lit up, and he turned his head to look at the small bracelet with burning eyes, and then withdrew his hand from Wei Zhuo's hand, and said with a bit of disrespect, "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go!"

Wei Zhuo laughed softly, "Xinxin, what do you want from your talisman? Do you want to refine an epee like the water-suppressing sword, or do you have other ideas."

Chen Shuixin thought about it carefully and said, "Zhenshui sword? No, the Zhenshui sword is unique. I don't want an imitation to replace the status of Zhenshui sword in my heart. Do you want it? Of course it's in my hand! I'm good at Huogong, and practicing sound skills, uh..."

The two discussed intimately, and Wei Zhuo also took out all the refining materials suitable for Chen Shuixin and selected them one by one.

After several discussions, Wei Zhuo finally constructed the appearance of the natal magic weapon that Chen Shuixin had in mind.

It is a bell, and the bells and drums chime in the evening. It is a very good defensive spiritual weapon.

According to Chen Shuixin's words, as long as the bell is covered on her body, she will turn into a turtle, protected from fire and water!
Xiuxiu knew what Chen Shuixin was thinking, and laughed a lot.

Chen Shuixin didn't blush and argue with Xiuxiu, she just said, "The sky is big and the earth is big, everything is possible if you save your life! I want my status and life to be a double guarantee."

This was Chen Shuixin's foolish words, but Xiuxiu really listened to it. He thought about it for a few days, and finally made his own request to Wei Zhuo, "If you refine the talisman for me, the little bracelet, Just refine armor for me! Make it look like I'm not easy to mess with!"

"Better, as handsome as the cloak I own (grotesque)."

Chen Shuixin really held back his laughter so he didn't burst out laughing.

Wei Zhuo nodded kindly, "I see!"

Since it was for Chen Shuixin to refine the natal magic weapon, Wei Zhuo suggested that Chen Shuixin use his own Phoenix True Fire to refine it.

Chen Shuixin then bitterly joined in to refine the weapon with Wei Zhuo.

Every time she tried her best to squeeze her Phoenix True Fire, she would make a slight improvement, which made her very happy.

Wei Zhuo said, "I selected high-grade refining materials for you. After the spiritual weapon is completed, you can put it in your spiritual consciousness to warm it up, and then use half-immortal and half-spiritual stones to cultivate it, so that it can accompany you through the Mahayana period. Thunder Tribulation, it can also become a fairy weapon."

Chen Shuixin nodded, the talisman is naturally different from ordinary spiritual weapons, it can grow together with its owner.

However, Chen Shuixin asked with some hesitation, "Little Bracelet, you don't want to refine a fairy weapon in the spirit world like your ancestor Wei Ling."

Wei Zhuo smiled lightly, quite free and easy, "With my current cultivation and refining skills, I'm still far behind in refining a tenth-grade immortal weapon! Why don't you go step by step."

Chen Shuixin was slightly relieved, Wei Zhuo recognized himself, and it was fine if he didn't force himself.

Wei Zhuo's refinement lasted for five or six years, and Chen Shuixin's real fire was repeatedly exhausted and gathered. During this period, she successfully advanced to a small level, and her cultivation reached the late stage of integration, and she finally walked ahead of Wei Zhuo.

Chen Shuixin's face was beaming with joy, she never expected that her method of assisting in refining weapons would yield such a great harvest.

After that, Wei Zhuo spent nearly a year engraving the phoenix pattern on the clock, and then engraved formations on the clock, such as blocking formations, defensive formations and so on.

When Wei Zhuo finally finished writing, Chen Shuixin only thought her clock was too perfect!
It's a pity that she can't personally cross the catastrophe for her natal magic weapon.

(End of this chapter)