Chapter 519: Help rush the level

Tang Feng's words were like a heavy hammer, and a hammer hit Mao Eighteen in the chest.

He looked excited, and even his breathing had become short, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Twenty years ago, although the strength of the senior brother was not as good as mine, but at that time, the muscles and veins were abolished, and after twenty years, he would have already surpassed me, not to mention that behind him, there is also one of my senior uncles!"

Speaking of this, he paused, also breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "The reason why they were able to kill my master back then was because of this vicious uncle!"

"But even so, even if I lose the enemy, I have no choice tomorrow, after all, the master's great enemy, as an apprentice, I must not fail to revenge!"

Tang Feng still looked at him calmly, and said calmly: "You want revenge, I can understand, but what do you take revenge?"

Mao 18 clenched his fists and said: "Even if I can't take revenge, then I can only repay the kindness of the old master for nurturing and cultivating with death." ”

Speaking of this, he smiled bitterly and said, "It's just that in this way, you can no longer follow Mr. Tang, and I hope Mr. Tang can understand." ”

Tang Feng had to sigh, this old man is really a person who values love and righteousness, even if he knows that he will die tomorrow, he is still so persistent, and even feels sorry for not being able to follow him anymore, which can be described as a high wind and righteousness.

Thinking of this, Tang Feng secretly shook his head and sighed: "Based on my understanding of your so-called senior brother, what kind of strength does he have now?"

Mao Eighteen said: "His talent potential is limited, at that time it was the peak of the ninth level of strength, and now it is the most, but it is only a triple opening pulse." ”

Tang Feng nodded slightly, and said, "The triple opening pulse is not too high, but it is not impossible to win. ”

Mao Shibai smiled bitterly: "For Mr. Tang, of course, it is impossible to open the pulse triple, but for me, if I want to win, I am afraid it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky." ”

Tang Feng immediately shook his head and said in a deep voice: "That's not necessarily!"

Mao Shibai was stunned at first, then his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Does Mr. Tang have a way?"

Tang Feng chuckled and said, "I do have a way to forcibly improve your realm in a short period of time, but in this way, you may have to stop here in the future." ”

Mao Eighteen is also an old man, for the cultivation of the way, naturally understand the principle of gradual progress, improve the realm in a short period of time, although it is fast, but it is tantamount to pulling seedlings to help grow, and it will be difficult to advance in the future.

However, Mao Eighteen's situation was different, he thought for a while and said: "The old man understands, but Mr. Tang, you also know that my tendons and veins were abolished twenty years ago, and thanks to your Dan, the strength of the tendons and veins was restored, but because of stagnation for twenty years, my talent was exhausted." ”

"Even if I quickly improve my realm for a period of time, I am afraid that it will be difficult to save in the future, so for me, there is no difference, but I don't know, what method does Mr. Tang plan to use to help me improve?"

Tang Feng flipped it over casually, and the ancient sandalwood box from the past suddenly appeared in his palm, and then said, "I guess you also know, about the Taiyi Divine Needle Technique?"

Mao Shiba's expression was suddenly moved, and he blurted out: "Mr. Tang, you mean that you know how to Taiyi Divine Acupuncture?"

Tang Feng nodded slightly, and replied.

Mao Shiba's expression looked very excited, and he muttered: "According to rumors in the rivers and lakes, the ancient Taiyi Divine Acupuncture Technique has a total of two, each of which is extraordinary, and the second of them is to open the gate of heaven, which can wash the muscles and cut the marrow, and help the martial artist open the entrance of the vein gate." ”

Speaking of this, he raised his head suddenly, stared at Tang Feng with a pair of burning eyes, and said, "Could it be that Mr. Tang, you have learned to open the Heavenly Gate for the second time?"

Tang Feng didn't say anything more, only beckoned and said, "You come with me." ”

Mao 18 immediately stepped forward and followed.

The two of them walked through the meeting room, took advantage of the night, followed the tree-lined path, and soon came to the west secret room.

The secret room was used by Tang Feng for his previous private cultivation, and it was very secluded and unusually uninhabited.

After entering the secret room, Tang Feng sat down cross-legged and began to exercise to calm his mind, as for the ancient sandalwood box, it was placed beside him.

Mao 18 sat down cross-legged and asked, "Mr. Tang, what should I do next?"

Tang Feng closed his eyes tightly and said, "You just need to rush through the level as usual, and leave the rest to me!"

"Yes!" Mao Shibai immediately exercised, mobilized the strength of the dantian, and began to rush through the level.

He was already at the peak of the first vein opening, so now he rushed to the level, naturally he was rushing to the second vein gate.

As he mobilized his strength, a strong momentum suddenly permeated his body, but his strength, in Tang Feng's opinion, was much smaller.

Even though Tang Feng was only at the peak of the First Heavy Realm at that time, compared to Mao Eighteen, his strength was much more powerful, and the quality of the Golden Dragon's strength was much higher.

The energy was swimming in the muscles and veins, and Tang Feng didn't make a move the first time, because he wanted to see if Mao Shibai knew if he could rush through the level on his own.

As expected, the first rush failed, and the second vein gate in his body barely moved.

"Come again!" Tang Feng snorted coldly.

Mao 18 had no choice but to mobilize his strength again and rush through the pass again.

This time, Tang Feng made a move, with a touch of his wrist, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand had pinched a silver long needle, and as he raised his sword eyebrows, the silver needle had pierced into the acupuncture point on Mao Eighteen's chest.

He recognized the acupoints very accurately, and his techniques were quite sophisticated, but in a few breaths, twenty-one silver needles had been pierced on Mao Shiba's body.

At this moment, Mao Eighteen's eyes were red, and his breath skyrocketed, these twenty-one silver needles did not directly help him rush through the level, the main role was to help Mao Eighteen develop the potential in his body.

The potential of crude oil was developed, and the strength of Mao Eighteen Dantian immediately skyrocketed, like the energy of the tide, constantly rushing towards the second entrance.

Suddenly there was a boom, and the entrance was broken!

"Come again!" Just as Mao Shibai was about to stop, Tang Feng's cold shout sounded.

Mao Eighteen had no choice but to exercise again, preparing to storm the entrance of the third vein gate.

The silver needles were still on him, Tang Feng's wrists shook again and again, and in the blink of an eye, eighteen silver needles pierced in.

Only this time, Tang Feng's palm already had a trace of golden energy, and through these eighteen silver needles, it entered Mao Eighteen's body.

With the assistance of golden energy, coupled with the fact that his own potential was squeezed, that is, a few breaths, there was a boom, and the third vein gate entrance was broken through.

Mao Eighteen has entered the third level of the opening pulse!

"Come again!" Tang Feng's voice sounded again.

Mao Shiba's face was already dripping with cold sweat, and his face was as pale as paper, it seemed that such a high-intensity breakthrough was not a small load for him.

However, he did not stop and rushed again.

This time, Tang Feng stabbed into thirty-six silver needles one after another in one breath, and along with each silver needle, a wisp of golden energy poured into the opponent's body.

Even later, Tang Feng's face was already in a cold sweat.

Mao Shiba's last trace of potential in his body was squeezed, and his teeth were already trembling, and his whole body trembled.

Fortunately, at the last moment, there was a sudden bang, and the entrance broke through, and finally entered the fourfold opening pulse.

"It's okay, if you continue like this, I'm afraid your old bones will fall apart!" Tang Feng sighed, his voice a little weak.

Mao Shibai adjusted his breath slightly, suddenly stood up, and then was stunned, and knelt in front of Tang Feng with a plop.