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C10 Massage

He wasn't just messing around because of his Discipline. There was once a classmate of his who taught him a few massage techniques when they were in high school together.

This time, he was planning on letting this skill shine and heat up, building a bridge between his abilities to treat this old tutor.

The other party had taught him so much Emerald knowledge without any hesitation, so he could use this method to repay him.

The old man walked up to Zywane and sat on top of a horse. He lowered his head to reveal his slightly deformed cervical spine.

"It's been hard on you!" He thanked him sincerely.

"There's no need to be polite. I can't guarantee the final result. I just want to repay you." Zhang Wei said sincerely.

A faint smile appeared on the old man's face.

Zywane stretched out his palm and pressed two thumbs down on the old man's neck.

"Endure the pain. In the beginning, it might be a little stronger than before."

After Zywane finished his words, he started to use his strength to soften and loosen up the muscles and tendons that were already dead and hard around the thorns.

The fiber ring itself wouldn't actively squeeze or rub the nerve bundle. In fact, every time it did, it would be the muscles and tendons around the lesion that were causing the disease.

The old man only felt as if the place where he had been in pain had been torn apart. Following that, a warm current began to flow back and forth, and the pain subsided.

Zywane, on the other hand, felt something else.

When he had massaged the old man earlier, he had only wanted to use the technique his classmate had taught him to use in combination with his fluoroscopy to avoid the growth of that mutated barb. This way, the old man would be able to avoid a bit of pain.

Who knew that this time his Discipline would change again? Just as he was gathering his Qi to see through the old man's body, two golden rays of light shot out from his eyes and landed on the neck of the old man he wanted to heal.

What was going on?

The color of the light was so familiar that it reminded him of the glow in the grey mist in the strange room he had dreamt of last night.

Could it be that that wasn't a dream, but …

In a daze, both the golden light and the Clairvoyant Discipline vanished. He had to pretend to continue massaging for a while longer.

The old man was very satisfied. Although the massage time was short, the effect was quite good. The neck that hadn't been able to move for half a year could actually change direction. He really had to thank this person.

"Young man, are you tired?" I know you're not a professional masseur, and it's not something you can do in a day or two. However, your ancestral culinary skills are truly no small matter. In my opinion, you can already apply to be a 'successor'. " The old man was in a good mood as he said half-jokingly.

"Oh? This person with the ancestor's teachings, does not spread it to outsiders. " Zhang Wei came up with a reasonable excuse.

"I had originally planned on letting you study here for a few more days, but who knew that your talent in this aspect would be so great. It took you half a day to finish learning all of this. This old man doesn't have any other crash course materials here. Otherwise, if I were to treat you to a drink tonight, I might as well thank you for helping me treat this old sickness. "

"Thank you, old mister. You don't have to worry about the food, but I will have to trouble you for the next few days."

Although he had the face of Huo Qingping, Zywane still maintained his modest and cautious attitude. He was an expert in this field. Even if he had superpowers, he couldn't be too arrogant.

Over the next seven days, Zywane came to Lin Jieyu to learn from the palm master named Mr. Zheng. At the same time, he familiarized himself with his new ability by giving him a massage.

On the day he was allowed to finish his studies, he finally saw what he wanted — the spike on the second section of Mr. Zheng's cervical vertebra had softened and shortened, and finally absorbed into the ring.

Moreover, every place that was illuminated by the golden light seemed to be much stronger and healthier than before. It seemed that the magical effect of this golden light had yet to be discovered.

After a period of experimentation, Zywane found out:

First of all, his eyes could see that the golden light was complementary to the golden light. The golden light could only extend to the limits of the distance he could see.

Secondly, there was also a limit to the ability of perspective. Although it could achieve fine detail, it could at most reach the peak of the body's organization level. It was impossible for it to get any more fine details.

Third, night vision and deceleration, which allowed him to see objects at night and maintain a certain amount of observation for objects moving at high speeds.

When the sensation in his body disappeared, the Discipline in his eyes would cease to have any effect. Whether it was his night vision or his speed of movement, they were all no different from normal eyes.

Limited distance, limited time, limited fine control, infinite evolution. This was the limitation of Zywane's ability and its growth. During this period of experimentation, the numbers of the three restrictions had already increased by more than twofold … This thing had such a long length!

Zywane tried to find the path of the Qi sense. He even wanted to enter the house he had broken into that night to see the mysterious ball of light.

He felt that the golden light that shot out from his eyes and that ball of light was too similar! If one were to say that it had nothing to do with it, it would be the biggest joke in the world.

After his painstaking efforts, he had actually discovered the hidden location of the mysterious ball of light.

It was early morning.

Because he had been thinking about this recently, he entered that grey space in his dreams once again.

As for the clump of light, it was much brighter than before. It seemed that after a period of time, it had obtained a chance to rest and was gradually expanding its territory.

A voice from nowhere whispered in his ear, and he took a very strange pose, as if unconsciously following the direction of the voice.

The ball of light was attracted by his peculiar posture and was spreading into his body. After that, Zywane felt his whole body heating up.

What could be seen with the naked eye was some unknown substance that had been expelled from his body along with the sweat.

After the substance was expelled, Zywane suddenly felt his body relax a lot more.

Heavens, could this be the legendary method of cutting hair and cleansing marrow?

Isn't this too child's play?

If only this could be realized in reality!

As Zywane thought of this, he realized that he was already in reality. He was lying on the bed, quietly guiding his dream.

The bedding was already soaked through. Zywane took a closer look and realized it was indeed a light pink color.

Could it be that everything in the dream was real? And it happened in reality?

He hurriedly jumped off the bed, only to discover that his jump had caused his head to slam into the ceiling!

Zhang Wei stood on the ground and patted his beating heart. He carefully observed his room, trying to find any trace of that mysterious mass of light.

It was a pity that the room was still so dark this time. He couldn't find anything dazzling.

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