Rural Friends Circle

"Little friend Tang Feng, the condition you mentioned just now does not count. You can propose another one!" Mr. Mu was also very happy now and said to Tang Feng with a smile.

Tang Feng waved his hand, and then said: "Let's wait until I treat Mrs. Fu. What I taught you just now is only for use in times of crisis, so I have to stimulate Mrs. Fu's potential again. "After hearing Tang Feng's words, the two of them nodded, and then sat directly in the pavilion. Tang Feng began to treat Old Mrs. Fu, because using silver needles required taking off her clothes, but Tang Feng was still embarrassed, so he He asked Mrs. Fu to take off her shoes, and Tang Feng started to inject needles on his feet.

Although it is a bit troublesome, it avoids those embarrassments.

"Mr. Mu, please put your hand on the back of Mrs. Fu's heart and give her your spiritual power." Mr. Mu nodded, then helped Mrs. Fu lie in his arms, and put his hand on her. On Old Mrs. Fu's back, Tang Feng nodded. Mr. Mu cried and began to send spiritual power into Old Mrs. Fu's body. At this time, Tang Feng also began to inject needles into Old Mrs. Fu's feet.

Mrs. Fu only felt a cool feeling in the Yongquan point under her feet and the Baihui point on her head. There was a warm feeling on her back. Her whole body was warm, so she closed her eyes comfortably. Tang Feng watched Old Mrs. Fu close her eyes, and then flicked a silver needle, and Old Mrs. Fu snored. Tang Feng looked at Mr. Mu, hesitated for a moment, and then said directly: "Mr. Mu , I have to tell you about Mrs. Fu’s situation now, we are still too

I'm optimistic. After my treatment and the nourishment of your spiritual energy, Mrs. Fu can live for at most one and a half years after this time, and this is still the most optimistic situation. Mr. Mu was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face. He shook his head at Tang Feng and said, "Little friend Tang, although you have seen other things thoroughly, you still don't understand me about this matter. The two of us have been separated for seventy years, do we still care about the rest of this period?

Days? Even if the two of us can only be together for one day, so what, as long as we feel happy, there is no difference between one day and one year. "

When Tang Feng heard what Mr. Mu said, he was stunned for a while, and then he burst out laughing. "It's me who's possessed me, Mr. Mu, your thoughts are worthy of a great demon who has been cultivating for more than five hundred years!" Tang Feng said and immediately began to treat Old Mrs. Fu. After more than an hour, Tang Feng pulled out the All silver needles, the treatment method is actually not particularly difficult, it just stimulates the old lady Fu

With the remaining potential in his body and the help of Mr. Mu, Tang Feng became even more relaxed.

"Mr. Mu, I have done everything I should do. I will write down a decoction for you in a while. Once a month, it should be able to maintain Mrs. Fu's health."

Mr. Mu smiled and nodded, and said, "Young Tang, thanks to you, Alian and I can get back together this time. You can still make the conditions I promised you just now. Tell me what you want."

Tang Feng smiled and then said: "Actually, I don't want anything. The spiritual power you gave me when we met has already benefited me a lot. I don't dare to raise any more conditions. "

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be quite principled, but I am also very principled. I promised you something. If you let me keep it in my heart like this for the rest of my life, I may not be able to break through in this life." Hearing Shu Shu Tang Feng also understood what Old Man Jing said. He is now over five hundred years old. Every time their spirit beasts break through, they can live an additional three hundred years. And Old Man Mu agreed to this. If Tang Feng doesn't Accepting it, Mr. Mu felt a thorn in his heart, and his thoughts were not clear to him.

Of course, it is more difficult to break through, but the longer the time goes by, the more serious the impact will be. In the end, as Mr. Mu said, it is possible that he will not be able to break through in this life. Tang Feng thought for a while, and then took out the sharp horn taken from the alien's head from the Xianyun bracelet. The first time Mr. Mu saw the sharp horn, his eyes lit up. Tang Feng handed the sharp horn over. , Mr. Mu looked at it carefully, and then Tang Feng said: "Old sir, the boy's weapon used to be a spear, but unfortunately it was lost in a battle, but I killed a unicorn here, I Seeing that this sharp point is pretty good, I wanted to use it as a gun point, but I couldn't find the gun shaft for so long, so I wanted to ask the old gentleman if he had a stick.

Something like a sub that can be used as the shaft of my gun. "

"Such a good spear point, if you use ordinary things, I'm afraid this piece of material will be wasted!" Tang Feng had a new understanding of this sharp point after hearing what Mr. Mu said. Mr. Mu lived in this place. Nearly six hundred years. Although the first five hundred years were like a big tree that could not be moved, he should have seen a lot of things in the one hundred years after his transformation. He actually said this

If the sharp angle is extraordinary, then this sharp angle must be something particularly good.

Mr. Mu put down his sharp horn and carried Mrs. Fu into the room. When he walked out, he already had a wooden stick in his hand. However, Tang Feng always felt that something was different about Mr. Mu, but he said Don't know where it is. "What do you think of this wooden stick?" Mr. Mu said and threw the wooden stick towards Tang Feng. Tang Feng took it and looked at it carefully. This wooden stick was about the same length as his previous gun shaft, but it weighed more than The Wuya Gun is heavier, and the stick is pure black and looks simple and heavy.

And the thickness is just right, Tang Feng is naturally very satisfied. Tang Feng looked at it, then picked up the sharp corner and scratched the wooden stick, but there was no trace left, Tang Feng was even more satisfied.

"This wooden stick and my walking stick are made from the same place. Although it is made of wood, it is invulnerable to water and fire, and it is difficult to be damaged by swords and knives. It should be more than enough to be used as a gun shaft." Grandpa Mu stretched out his hand and the wooden stick and the sharp corner fell directly into his hand. Grandpa Mu's lips moved, and then he saw that a few wood whiskers stretched out from one end of the wooden stick, and then directly wrapped around the sharp corner. The black wood whiskers wrapped around the sharp corner, which looked a bit magical

, not as sharp as the Wu Ya gun. "This should be about the same." Grandpa Mu shook the spear, then frowned, "It seems that there is still something missing." After Grandpa Mu finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the tip of the spear became brighter, with a cold light everywhere.