Cao Cheng's room was no longer as cluttered as before, and now it was so quiet that only the sound of Tang Wei's fingers tapping on the armrest of the chair remained.
After a long while, Tang Wei said: "You two are really endless in this drama. You have to do this every once in a while."
Cao Cheng leaned back on the chair and became lazy. He smiled and said: "I can't help it. There are always people who like to do this kind of thing, so I just follow the trend. Mr. Pang is happy to make some extra money. I can also see who is plotting against our Alchemist Guild."
Tang Wei stopped knocking on the chair and propped his chin with one hand, looking a little depressed. However, he displayed the heroic demeanor of a mature woman to the extreme. He said helplessly: "I am also convinced by you two. Fortunately, I can meet you every once in a while." There are a group of guys who are still counting the money after being sold."
"By the way, old guy, your alchemy skills have been at the peak of the spiritual level for several years. When will you break through to the king level?"
"I have almost found the ingredients for the king-level potion that I need to refine."
Cao Cheng's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard what Tang Wei said, and he said slightly excitedly: "Oh? Did you get the essence, blood and magic core of the king-level monsters?"
Tang Wei twisted his black hair with his left hand and said proudly: "What's so difficult about this?"
Seeing Tang Wei's proud expression, Cao Cheng also knew that she would not joke about this, but he still asked doubtfully: "Has your strength improved again? Can you kill king-level monsters?"
Tang Wei's face became heavy and he said: "My age is the time when my strength is improving, but I have made progress, and the king-level monsters are not so easy to kill."
"Besides, in the depths of the Warcraft Forest, no one dares to act recklessly."
Cao Cheng's face changed slightly, and he asked doubtfully: "Then how did you get the blood essence core of the king-level monster?"
"King-level monsters already possess an IQ and thinking comparable to humans, so if you want to obtain these things, you don't necessarily need to kill king-level monsters."
Tang Wei's words were very calm, but Cao Cheng's face was indeed extremely shocked, and he almost blurted out: "You mean a deal? A deal with a king-level monster!"
"Yes, Warcraft grows from killing and devouring, and every newly promoted king must grow from the oppression of the previous king."
"It can even be said that many living king-level monsters have the bones and blood of other king-level monsters in their hands, so it is much easier to trade with them than to kill them."
"Do you still remember the spiritual potion you refined for me last time?"
Cao Cheng suddenly became speechless and stuttered: "I said that the spirit-level blood-blasting bone-sculpting liquid cannot be used by yourself even with your cultivation level. It cost such a huge price to refine it. It turns out that it has been prepared a long time ago. Made a deal with the King of Warcraft."
"That's all. Warcraft uses potions to improve its strength, and we can also use the exchanged spiritual materials to practice. After all, this great battle in this world is not fought by one person in one place."
"As long as your strength can continue to improve and you can protect Linjiang City in desperate times, I don't care how you obtained these things."
"I just regret that I haven't become a king-level alchemist yet, which has slowed down your growth."
"Old man, you don't need to blame yourself. Anyway, I haven't collected all the spiritual materials yet, and looking for spiritual materials is a practice in itself."
When Cao Cheng heard this, he just nodded slightly.
When you enter the middle stage of the King's level, then our Linjiang City will not have to keep the name of the Twelve City of Medicine Refining.
With the two kings who have reached the mid-term, our combat power will not be weaker than those of the top cities.
Twelve cities are twelve cities. If I have to add the word refining medicine, then I just want to hear the name of the first city for refining medicine.
Listening to Cao Cheng's slightly domineering words, Tang Wei just smiled and said: "I haven't seen you for a while, and I didn't notice any improvement in your medicine refining skills. Your tone of voice is quite loud."
"Without the top-level alchemy skills at the king level, it is not easy to become the number one city."
Cao Cheng did not refute anything, but continued to ask: "Since the spiritual material has not been found yet, why do you have time to come to the old man's place to chat with me? This is not your character."
The smile on Tang Wei's face grew thicker, and he jokingly said to Cao Cheng: "On this trip, I met a strange woman. She is strange, literally. I'll ask you if she just comes back. Condition."
Cao Cheng looked surprised and said with a smile, "It must be interesting for a woman like you to be called a strange woman. You should come and listen."
Tang Wei's beautiful eyes turned, as if looking into the distance, falling into memories:
"Even I have to admire that woman's appearance. Hey, if she loses in appearance, even if she wins in cultivation, she still loses in the end."
"If she hadn't taken the beauty-preserving medicine, she probably wouldn't be older than me. So it's not easy for her to have such a cultivation level in the middle of the spiritual level."
Tang Wei didn't mention a single characteristic, and Cao Cheng would nod in agreement. However, after listening to these two points, even though he was considered to be an outstanding talent, he still didn't feel that Tang Wei could be called extraordinary.
Tang Wei ignored Cao Cheng's perfunctory words and continued: "The coldness on her body is extremely strong. Even with the mutated ice magic, it is not that cold. I can even feel the death energy from her body."
"If she hadn't had the same sanity as ordinary people and could perform martial arts and magic, I would have even suspected that she was a walking corpse crawling out of that gutter."
Speaking of this, Cao Chengqing asked:
"You said that she can perform martial arts and magic, and she is also a genius in both magic and martial arts? Then if she reaches the middle spiritual level in both martial arts and magic at this age, she can indeed be regarded as a strange woman."
Tang Wei sighed and said:
"That's not the case, that's why I said she was weird. Her martial arts training is at the level of a martial artist. In my opinion, her practice is just walking with a limp. It's better to give up on martial arts training."
Cao Cheng's face became strange when he heard Tang Wei say that the woman was a great martial artist because of her martial arts skills.
This is more than just walking with a limp, it is clearly a broken leg. Not only does it not benefit you, but it will also hinder your magic practice.
It stands to reason that a monk with a master's background will never practice like this, and it is even less likely that a person who practices like this will have a way to reach the spiritual level.
Thinking about it this way, saying that she is a strange woman is not really slandering her.
If that were the case, I wouldn't actually pay too much attention to her. Anyway, she has gone her own way and doesn't need my guidance.
What surprised me was that even if she didn't use magic to fight against the monsters, she could easily crush the fifth-level monsters with her cultivation as a great martial artist.
If, on the other hand, she had the magic skills of a spiritual-level martial arts master, killing a fifth-level monster with magic could still be understood as consuming the monster alive.
Her situation is really puzzling. After all, the spiritual magician only brought her strong mental power. However, no matter how strong the mental power is, it is of little significance for this kind of close combat.
Because normally, with the cultivation of a great martial artist, it is impossible to break the defense of a fifth-level monster, so no matter how strong the mental power is, it is not even the icing on the cake.
After hearing what Tang Wei said, Cao Cheng was a little confused and asked in a speechless manner:
"Any more?"
Tang Wei rolled his eyes at Cao Cheng, and his attitude towards Cao Cheng was slightly teasing.
I thought to myself that it was not just me who felt strange. If the old man couldn't understand it with his knowledge, then it was indeed strange enough.
Looking at Tang Wei's joking expression, Cao Cheng also understood his gaffe, but the woman's strangeness did arouse his curiosity.
And when Cao Cheng saw Tang Wei's expression, he understood that there was definitely something strange about that woman.
After Tang Wei aroused Cao Cheng's curiosity, he was no longer in a hurry and deliberately said, "Let me think about it."
She just came to ask Cao Cheng about the situation, so why did she really need to think more about it? I have already made a mental draft in my mind and sorted out all the problems.
After pondering for a long time to whet Cao Cheng's appetite, Tang Wei said slowly:
"I say she looks like a zombie not only because of the aura she exudes, but also because she can become much stronger under the moonlight, and she can also practice by swallowing blood essence."
"If she is a zombie who has reached this level of practice by chance, then I will definitely kill her, but she does not have the bloodthirsty aura of a zombie at all."
"And I followed her for two days. Except for some people with evil intentions along the way, she almost never made a move against the human race!"
Hearing this, Cao Cheng imitated Tang Wei and tapped the table with his fingers, and said to himself: "These two characteristics should undoubtedly be attributed to walking zombies. Is there really a walking zombie that can cultivate sanity? "
"The name walking zombies comes from the fact that they look like walking corpses. Most of them are strong men who have resurrected after death under the influence of special environments. Their strength is related to their life, and they only wander and kill without purpose. Most of them appear In a dangerous place where the miasma is hard to disperse.”
"If she is really a walking corpse, it is really rare. And do you think she is still the same person after gaining sanity, or do you think she has become another person?"
"If you are still the same person as before, is this a strange method of immortality?"
At this point, Cao Cheng's tone also became a little heavy. Tang Wei obviously didn't think of this. After hearing what Cao Cheng said, he also became a little heavy and worried.
If there really is the art of immortality in this world, how can these monks, whose life spans cannot exceed five hundred years, fight with them?
If there were really immortal people, then their cultivation would be so terrifying.
If these people appear in the world to do evil, who can stop them!
Tang Wei is confident that her talent is unparalleled and hard to find. She has achieved king-level cultivation at the age of only eighty years old. She is still in her prime with a lifespan of three hundred years.
If she becomes an emperor, she can even have a life span of five hundred years.
But even after five hundred years, compared with eternal life, the gap is still unimaginable.
If he could live for a thousand or two thousand years, even a pig would probably not be weaker than a king.
The two looked at each other with serious faces and chose silence at the same time. Silence meant that both of them chose to hide it deep in their hearts.
In the room, after being quiet for half an hour, Tang Wei suddenly said: "Old man, how long will you hide those two children? Don't bore them to death."
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