"Enhance memory?"
Shan Feng looked at Tang Feng's head suspiciously.
Is there something wrong with this guy's brain?
As a cultivator, shouldn't you have a photographic memory?
How else should it be enhanced?
Tang Feng: ....
No, what does Uncle Shan’s look mean?
Why did he feel like something was wrong?
Tang Feng felt an inexplicable chill on his spine, shook off the discomfort in his body, and asked nervously.
"Uncle Shan, what's wrong?"
Shan Feng shook his head, "Nothing."
Oh, we can't hurt the child.
Even if he was mentally ill, he was now on his pirate ship and couldn't get off for a while.
"What do you want this for?"
After thinking about it, he was still a little worried, so he asked tentatively.
Tang Feng: "Don't worry about it, I'm not going to use it, the boss over there wants it."
Single seal:!!!
"Oh, you should have said it earlier!"
Don't worry, it's okay as long as this guy doesn't have a problem with his brain.
But...is there something wrong with the boss over there's brain?
Shan Feng nodded seriously.
That's right, if there's nothing wrong with your brain, why would you only give away these thousand-year-old spiritual fruits and excellent pill recipes?
After figuring it out, Shan Feng sighed in his heart.
"Hey, I have this thing. I can just make a low-level pill."
Change your mind?
He can create a pill of his own in a few minutes.
Tang Feng didn't expect that the matter would be resolved like this.
He felt relieved and smiled, clasping his fists: "Thank you very much, Uncle Shan. This pill is of low grade, I hope you can refine more."
Single seal: ! !
God, how bad is the boss's brain?
You need to practice more.
Tsk tsk.
Tang Feng didn’t know what Shan Feng was thinking at the moment, but he felt that something was wrong with his gaze.
However, this is not his concern now.
Tang Feng took out the magic weapon for delivering items from his Qiankun bag and handed one of them to Shan Feng.
He exchanged this magic weapon from Boss Xiao Zhang at the Modern Supermarket.
Boss Xiao Zhang got it from the system with great pain.
It is said that it cost a lot of points.
Although he didn't know what points were, he could tell from Boss Xiao Zhang's previous words that these points were very valuable.
He repeatedly warned Shan Feng: "Uncle Shan, you must keep this thing well. Don't let it wear out or get lost. It's very valuable."
All the spirit stones I used to sell the artifact yesterday were lost in this transaction.
Single cover:...
"Oh, I see. Go ahead."
After receiving the magic weapon, Dan Feng began to drive people away without mercy.
He wanted to return to the alchemy room as soon as possible to continue his research on elixirs.
"good."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Feng disappeared.
Single cover:...
This speed...
6 ah.
After Tang Feng left the Alchemy Association, he found a place to regulate his breathing and meditate.
At the time specified for the mission the next day, he appeared outside the Mercenary Association on time.
In addition to the A-level mercenary group Hot Wheels, there were also dozens of independent cultivators working with him this time.
The main reason is that this mission is too difficult.
No mercenary group dares to accept it except those above level A.
There are only five A-level mercenary groups in total, and the remaining four mercenary groups have already accepted tasks of the same level and cannot spare more people to take on more tasks.
As for the S-level mercenary group, there is only one at present. They look down on mercenary missions of this level, so they don’t want to participate at all.
Generally, the number of people in an A-level mercenary group needs to reach 100, but the Hot Wheels Mercenary Group only has 50 people.
They relied entirely on their strength to reach the A-level mercenary group. With a number of 50 people, they challenged the previous fifth A-level mercenary group and successfully took the position.
From the moment they registered as a mercenary group, the missions they took on were foolproof.
He can be said to be a legend in the Mercenary Association.
The minimum number of people for this mission is 62. Because their number does not meet the minimum requirement, 12 independent cultivators will come in.
When Tang Feng arrived, the Hot Wheels Mercenary Group was already in place.
Only the remaining 11 independent cultivators are left.
He wore a black hood, wrapping himself tightly, concealing his aura and making it impossible to sense his cultivation level.
The members of the Hot Wheels Mercenary Group were well-organized. They just glanced at Tang Feng and then looked away.
There was no sign of disdain on his face.
Of course, to be more precise, he had no expression on his face.
They don't care at all about who the casual cultivators are.
Just to gather some people and start this mission.
At the last minute before departure, there were still three independent cultivators who had not arrived.
"What's going on? Why haven't the last three people arrived yet? They're about to set off."
There was a strong man in the crowd who started to complain impatiently.
A woman wearing a veil next to her echoed: "Yeah, it's so annoying~"
Her voice was so delicate that Tang Feng shuddered.
He pretended to be indifferent and glanced at the woman, and saw the purple coat she was wearing.
Tang Feng knew who this woman was.
A disciple of the Hehuan Sect who specializes in practicing the art of seduction.
Okay, no hatred and no favor.
disregard.
Looking at them one by one, he could see the identities of the remaining people.
Apart from the fact that the two men were not wearing the clothes of their own sect, it was impossible to tell what sect they belonged to.
The remaining six people are disciples of Xiaoyao Sect, Jingyue Sect, Tuyao Sect, Lieyang Sword Sect, Suixing Sect and Feiyan Tower.
Apart from the Tuyao Sect, they are all small and medium-sized forces, and have no hatred or grudges against him and no intersection.
The disciple of Tuyao Sect was the strong man who just spoke.
His face was full of arrogance and impatience.
"Damn, those idiots, why haven't they come for so long? Believe it or not, I'll smash their heads in soon."
"Hey, you're quite arrogant. Whose head do you want to smash?"
A nonchalant voice suddenly came from behind.
Tang Feng followed the crowd's gaze and looked over.
A man dressed in the uniform of a senior disciple of the Fire Sect walked over with two followers.
With his fiery red hair and devilish smile on his face, he really looked like a handsome young man.
pity....
The clothes he was wearing were from the Fire Sect.
This means that this person is at least an inner disciple of the Huoyan Sect.
Judging from the patterns on it, I'm afraid he's of quite high status.
Sure enough, when the strong man saw the face of the disciple of Huoyan Sect clearly, he immediately bowed down.
"Oh, Young Master Yang, I was talking nonsense. Please don't blame me. If I had known it was you, I would definitely not have said such nonsense."
The strong man said this while slapping himself in the face with a smile.
A total lackey.
The man whom he called Young Master Yang smiled sarcastically.
"To argue with you? I'm afraid it will lower my status."
The strong man didn't care about his words at all and quickly agreed: "Yes, yes, you are right."
When Tang Feng saw this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Although the five major sects help each other, they are also competitors.
It can make the disciples of Tuyao Sect so respectful to the people of Huoyan Sect.
I'm afraid the identity of this man in front of me is not simple...
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