Primitive Tribe Adventure

The golden lines are revealed in Fengyun’s almost completely transparent body. There are many of them. They are interlaced and connected. They go up to the top of his head and down to the soles of his feet, forming a network that spreads all over his whole body.

"These are the legendary meridians, right?"

Feng Yun carefully looked at the golden threads that were exposed because his body was irradiated by strong light. The more he looked at it, the more familiar he became.

He subconsciously searched for related memories in his mind, and he really found it.

When he was young, he was very obsessed with martial arts novels and film and television dramas for a period of time, dreaming that he could also become a hero.

To this end, he also specifically looked for relevant information, including the human meridian diagram.

In his cognition, the reason why those heroes have superpowers that ordinary people do not have is due to the existence of internal strength.

To become a hero, the most critical step is to cultivate internal force, and to cultivate internal force, one must figure out the structure of the body's meridians, because internal force needs to operate in the meridians.

As a result, he certainly did not cultivate his internal strength, but he knew a little about the meridian structure of the human body.

Although later learned that the inner strengths in martial arts novels were all made by the author, I gave up. Over time, I remembered the meridian structure and gradually forgotten, but thanks to the light that had always appeared in his mind before, he gave it to In retrospect.

It is not difficult to extract it now.

However, after comparing the gold thread in his body with the meridian mechanism in his memory, Feng Yun found that although they have many similarities, some parts are even the same, but there are also differences. At least the network of gold threads is better than he knew. The meridian structure is much more complicated.

So Feng Yun put more energy on the golden thread network in his memory. His intuition told him that its existence is definitely not useless. If it is used well, it may be extremely helpful to him.

Since he wants to write down the gold line network completely, Fengyun must have a good understanding of every detail of it, and because of this, he has a deeper understanding of it.

He found that although it is made up of many gold wires, connected and crisscrossed, it will give people a dazzling feeling at first glance, but in fact it is a very complete whole and the structure is very reasonable.

"Can you let the power of totem wander through this golden line network as described in martial arts novels?"

In the process of memorizing the golden line network, Fengyun couldn't help but think about it. This is also the fundamental reason why Fengyun would say that he was worried that the chicken soup would be dried out. He wanted to take the opportunity to leave. Think about it alone. If possible, He didn't mind trying it out himself.

His instinct tells him that his idea is likely to work.

In martial arts novels, the place where the internal force is stored is Dantian. After he became a totem warrior, the totem power was concentrated in the heart. However, whether it is the golden thread network or the meridian structure, there is actually one thing in common.

That is, just like the meridian and dantian, the golden line network and the heart are also connected. In other words, it is not impossible for Fengyun to let the power of totem travel in the golden line network. The power of totem enters it through the part connected to the gold wire network.

"Will there be any accidents?"

Although Feng Yun was quite tempted and wanted to give it a try, he still had some hesitation before he really started to try. After all, all this was just a whim of his own. Whether he could succeed or not, would it have any bad influence? Do not know at all.

"Try it, and stop as soon as you find something wrong."

Feng Yun finally failed to resist the temptation and decided to give it a try, so he raised his head, his eyes returned to focus, and when he saw that the chicken soup in the bowl was dripping, he wiped the bottom of the bowl with his tongue. Fengbei said, "You go find Laneige. I'm a little sleepy and want to sleep well."

"Brother Yun, are you going to chase me away? You won't be really angry, are you? Brother Yun, I was wrong. I shouldn't have drunk all your chicken soup. I'll catch the chicken for you and cook it for you again. Brother Yun, please, don't be angry anymore. I..."

Feng Bei hurriedly put the bowl on the table and looked at Feng Yun, showing a pitiful appearance.

"You think too much. I'm not angry, I'm really tired. I've been busy recording the books for the past two years, and I'm really too sleepy."

"Brother Yun, what you said is true? Didn't you lie to me?"

"Do I have such a careful eye? How many times have you eaten the good things I have made over the years. If I care so much, won't my belly break so many times? Okay, let's go play."

Feng Yun stood up, habitually reached out his hand, placed it on Feng Bei's head, and rubbed her hair into a mess.

"Brother Yun, you are so kind."

Feng Bei was not angry. On the contrary, he rubbed Feng Yun's palm with his head, with a bright smile on his face.

"Go and play. Oh, yes. I might sleep longer this time. I won't rush to call me if I haven't come out."

"Brother Yun, I'm leaving. When you wake up, I will let Sister Hong make you a big table of delicious food."

Feng Bei laughed and ran outside the house, like a happy deer.

Feng Yun seemed to have been infected by her, and his face couldn't help showing a smile, but he soon reduced his smile and turned and walked inside.

Pushing the door into the back room, Feng Yun closed the door with his backhand, plugged in the latch, and walked towards the Kang, but when he reached the Kang, he did not go up, but turned back and walked over.

He stared at the door, dragged the table, chair and a large cabinet, and leaned behind the door.

Feng Bei listened to him very much, but he was not sure how long it would take to study the golden line network. If the time dragged on for too long, it made her worry, and no one can guarantee that she would not rush.

He worries that letting the power of totem wander through the golden line network will be the same as the internal force he saw in the martial arts novels running in the meridians, and cannot be disturbed.

Of course, with Feng Bei's strength, it is impossible for a few chairs, a table and a cabinet to block her.

She is now a genuine high-level totem warrior, and she is also the best among high-level totem warriors. Whether it is from the tribe or the foreign race, many high-level totem warriors have been defeated by her. There are already more than twenty.

However, Feng Yun is very confident in his ability to deal with crises, as long as he is given a little time to buffer, he can change the situation that is not good for him.

Fengyun looked around for a week, checked the situation in the room again, took off his shoes, stepped onto the kang, sat cross-legged in the middle of the big pit, and slowly closed his eyes.

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