"Very good, the person who knows the times is Junjie, Zhang Wei, when he returns to the Daoxu Sect in the future, he will definitely not treat you badly!"

Huang Wuji's eyes were blazing and seemed to be very sincere, Zhang Wei's heart moved slightly, his eyes were fluttering, and he wanted to believe it, but reason told him that this guy in front of him was a devil and could never be shaken.

Looking at Zhang Wei's erratic eyes, Huang Wuji secretly sneered, but sentenced him to death in his heart, but it would be Niu Meng who would make the last move.

"Okay, Zhang Wei, now I need you to help me do something!" Huang Wuji stared at Zhang Wei and said slowly.

"Senior brother, please speak!" Zhang Wei didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly bent down and said.

"It's very simple, just send this brother of mine to the Fierce Beast Plain, and it will be yours when you come back!" said Huang Wuji as he suddenly took out the blood resentment ball hidden in his body.

The moment the blood resentment ball appeared, the surrounding world became a blood-colored world, and a majestic power flowed in the air, and the infinite resentment combined into a resentful soul roaring and roaring, like a hellish ghost mansion, as if there were countless pairs of eyes staring greedily at Zhang Wei and Niu Meng, and a pair of miserable white and filthy hands slowly stretched out towards the two of them, making them feel breathless, and their breathing couldn't help but be short, as if they had been choked by their necks.

Seeing this situation, Huang Wuji's mind moved, and the blood-colored resentment suddenly withdrew into the blood resentment ball, the world was restored to peace, and the blue sky and white clouds appeared in everyone's eyes again, Zhang Wei and Niu Meng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and when they looked at the blood resentment ball, they still had palpitations.

"Heaven-level magic weapon, how is it possible, you really want to give it to me!" Zhang Wei's brain at this time was already occupied by the blood resentment ball, and he was greedy and didn't notice that the blood resentment ball was a magic weapon of the demon gate, his eyes stared at the blood resentment ball intently, and asked in disbelief.

"Yes, as long as the things I handed over to you are done, it will be yours!" Huang Wuji gently threw the blood resentment ball into the sky, and countless blood lights scattered with a faint smell of blood like autumn rain were intoxicating.

Zhang Wei had already lost the ability to think at this time, and in his impression, the eighth elder of the master had only one piece of the old man, and he didn't expect that he would get one one one day.

"No problem, didn't I take this bull brother to the Fierce Beast Plain, this thing is mine!" Zhang Wei said as he pointed to the blood resentment ball and asked greedily.

"That's right, it's just a low-grade celestial weapon, as long as you get things done, it's yours!" Huang Wuji kept tempting Zhang Wei with the blood resentment ball, it was really because the heaven-level magic weapon could only be owned by elder-level figures outside the square, and ordinary disciples could only look up, and they never thought that they would have it too.

Zhang Wei is shrewd and vicious, but his will is weak, he can't withstand the temptation at all, and the blood resentment ball has long been integrated with Huang Wuji, how can it be given to people at will.

Moreover, the potential of the Blood Resentment Ball is endless, as long as there is enough essence blood and soul, it is possible to become a Zhenshi Hallows.

"Senior brother, then after I finish it, where can I find you!" Zhang Wei is not a fool, what if Huang Wuji doesn't honor it after finishing his own work.

"It's simple, I'll give you the Blood Ball now. After you finish this matter, I will naturally remove the prohibition of the Blood Resentment Ball, rest assured!" Huang Wuji said, and the Blood Resentment Ball slowly fell from the air in front of Zhang Wei.

At this time, the blood resentment ball emitted a faint red light like an ordinary crystal ball, Zhang Wei's hands trembled and stretched out into the air, his eyes did not leave for a moment, holding the blood resentment ball in his arms, his heart suddenly calmed down a lot, and at the same time he believed a lot in what Huang Wuji said.

A low-grade celestial weapon was sent out like a plaything, and the Niu Meng who saw it was beating in his heart, eager to take the blood resentment ball for himself.

In the wasteland, the magic weapons of human beings are extremely popular, because the fierce beasts do not refine magic weapons, and they often rely on the flesh when facing the enemy, unless the flesh exceeds the magic weapon, otherwise it will be very disadvantageous when facing the magic weapon.

Therefore, having a good magic weapon is the dream of many fierce beasts, including Niu Meng, and simple physical confrontation has fallen behind in the rising stars of the new generation.

In their eyes, the magic weapon and their own body are the most perfect existence.

It can be imagined that no matter how human beings cultivate, the strength of the flesh is definitely not comparable to that of the fierce beasts of the same level, if the fierce beasts have a set of magic weapons, then the human beings will no longer have an advantage, on the contrary, the fierce beasts can give full play to the power of the flesh, and the physical collision of humans and fierce beasts will be self-evident.

Now many of the leaders of the new generation have such thoughts, and many clan elders are very dissatisfied. But even that didn't change their minds.

Niu Meng is a very smart blue-horned giant rhinoceros, knowing the advantages of the green-horned clan, he is very interested in the theory of magic weapons matching the body, and takes advantage of the opportunity of this beast tide to prepare to rob a set of human magic weapons.

After all, the Qingjiao clan is in the depths of the wasteland, and it is extremely difficult to get to the outside of the square in normal times. Moreover, there are also a lot of magic weapons in the Qingjiao clan, but the elders in the clan do not agree with Niu Meng's idea, and take all the magic weapons back, in the eyes of the elders, the fierce beast is born to survive to this day without being wiped out by humans, relying on a strong body, this kind of plaything is the method of losing will and seeking the end, which will only make the fierce beast clan regress.

Of course, there are also some enlightened clan elders who support Niu Meng's idea, but the number is too small and at a disadvantage, no, it should be completely suppressed, and the tradition of the fierce beast clan since ancient times will not be changed so easily.

Niu Meng saw that Huang Wuji gave Zhang Wei a low-grade celestial weapon, and his heart suddenly itched, and he walked quickly to Huang Wuji and asked in a low voice: "Brother Huang, I don't know if there is such a magic weapon, I also give Lao Niu one!"

Hearing this, Huang Wuji glanced at Niu Meng in surprise, when did the fierce beast start to play the game. However, since Niu Meng asked, Huang Wuji replied in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Brother Niu, there is only one inferior celestial weapon!"

Niu Meng's excited eyes suddenly showed a disappointed look, sighed, and thought to himself: "I'm too anxious, how can the inferior heavenly weapon be a weed on the side of the road, so I can take out a few pieces casually, it seems that this piece is already his treasure!"

Huang Wuji saw Niu Meng's disappointed eyes, smiled slightly and said: "Brother Niu, don't be discouraged, it doesn't matter if you don't have a low-grade celestial weapon, as long as you have the right materials, it will be you who will help you refine a few pieces another day!"

"What, you can refine magic weapons. Could it be that you are a refiner!" Niu Meng looked at Huang Wuji in shock and blurted out.

Niu Meng knew very well that the profession of refiner sounded very ordinary, but it was a rare existence in the entire Qiankun Continent.

Ordinary refiners can't be called refiners at all, just ordinary apprentices or junior refiners, refining ordinary human-level magic weapons is okay.

If you want to refine a magic weapon above the ground level, you must at least be a high-level refiner, and if you can refine a heaven-level magic weapon, you need a special refiner, and if you can refine a spiritual weapon above the heaven-level level, then you can become a real refiner and a master-level refiner.

The classification of refiners is very simple, apprentice refiner, junior refiner, intermediate refiner, senior refiner, special refiner, and master refiner.

Huang Wuji's appearance was too young, and he didn't look like a super-grade refiner.

Moreover, refining a heaven-level magic weapon is not as simple as just talking, the materials and time required are a huge amount of money in Niu Meng's eyes, in case of an accident during refining, it is too late to cry, Huang Wuji's words are really uneasy.

Niu Meng looked at Huang Wuji with complicated eyes, how young refiners are extremely rare, in his impression, ordinary refiners are almost hundreds of years old, with gray hair, but they give people a sense of maturity and stability, and they can be trusted.

"Why, Brother Niu doesn't believe what he says!" Huang Wuji could see that Niu Meng didn't believe in himself at all, but it was human nature.

In other words, it was himself, a little guy who didn't seem to be an adult yet, saying that he could refine a heaven-level magic weapon, and he wouldn't believe it if he was killed.

Huang Wuji also knows the origin of the refiner, I am afraid it is much clearer than Niu Meng, and it is not in vain to see so many refining treasure books.

"This!" Niu looked at Huang Wuji in embarrassment, not knowing what to say. In Niu Meng's eyes, Huang Wuji was so powerful at this age, it was absolutely impossible to spend less time and energy, how could he have extra energy to focus on refining weapons.

If it is really as Huang Wuji said, he can refine heaven-level magic weapons, the monster demon is no longer enough to describe him, and even Niu Meng himself can't imagine anything to describe, he can only be a more demonic existence than the demon, and he is destined to become a male lord in the future.

"Okay, Brother Niu doesn't care if you want to believe it or not, as long as you bring the materials and refine the matter of heaven-level magic weapons, just rest assured!" Huang Wuji didn't want to waste his tongue, whether Niu Mengxiang didn't believe it or not, anyway, he had already finished speaking, what he thought was his business.

"Okay, Lao Niu thank the imperial brother for his kindness in advance!" Niu Meng was embarrassed to refuse in person, so he had to temporarily agree to think about it.

"Don't talk nonsense, Zhang Wei, the thing is given to you, shouldn't you do something!" Huang Wuji looked at Zhang Wei holding the blood resentment ball and stroking it stupidly, as if he was holding himself, and suddenly felt that his scalp was hairy, and hurriedly returned to the topic.

It's a pity that the charm of the Blood Resentment Ball is too strong, and Zhang Wei has been deeply trapped in it, and he can't hear the outside world at all.

"Huh!" Huang Wuji sighed lightly, looking at Zhang Wei's obsessive appearance, he immediately understood that the current power of the blood resentment ball was not something he could resist at all, his fingers quickly sealed, and a golden light hit the blood resentment ball, and the faint blood-colored red light disappeared instantly.

The Blood Resentment Ball suddenly turned into an ordinary blood-red crystal ball, but the color was extremely beautiful and crystal clear.

After sealing the Blood Resentment Ball, Zhang Wei's eyes gradually cleared up and he regained his senses.

(End of chapter)