Zhang Feng looked at the rear carriage, found it not crowded, and sat at the last seat.
Flipped open the elementary school workbook.
Scanned over the messy diagrams of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians.
Although it seemed mysterious inside, with things like Dantian, Inner Strength, Small Circulation.
But Zhang Feng, through analogy, coupled with the dense annotations, quickly grasped the core of this practice based on human body functions.
And understood that ’Inner Strength’ is the original Qi of the organs gathering in the Dantian, then nurturing the Eight Extraordinary Meridians of the body.
Once the Great Success of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians and Inner Strength is achieved, Inner Strength can form a protective force field, which is ’external release of Inner Strength’.
At this stage, Inner Strength can not only protect the body but also harm the enemy from afar, similar to the exaggerated ability of cultivators to retrieve objects from a distance.
As for the reality of it, Zhang Feng didn’t know, it was just how the elementary school workbook depicted it.
Like in the Criminal World, where the guest would say ’the lungs can spit out flying swords’.
No matter how formidable, just brag about it.
But to truly control Inner Strength freely, Zhang Feng pondered and felt that maybe he could achieve the ’remote retrieval of objects’ with external release of Inner Strength.
Because it is essentially one’s Qi, a part of oneself.
At most, it’s just a bit difficult to control.
However, once it’s controlled well.
It’s not just remote retrieval, even manifesting some martial arts phenomena, Zhang Feng felt it was quite normal.
But aside from combat.
Zhang Feng believed the greatest effect of Inner Strength is that it can usually nurture the five organs and the Eight Extraordinary Meridians.
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And now his ’flesh, organs, tendons, and skin’, the places where human power and nurturing originate, were all gathered.
As for the skeleton, it serves as the body’s support, acting as a bow frame supporting the force, while the other three are the tension of the bowstring.
Precisely because the other three are present.
Zhang Feng felt he could reverse the process, using the Qi of the three to nurture the skeleton.
This is often referred to as washing the marrow and strengthening the bones.
Once the skeleton strengthens, it can try to replenish the Powerful Qi of the other three, forming a cyclic ’Power Great Circulation’.
Zhang Feng felt this was what he desired, the ’Three Elements Returning to Primordial Qi’.
Then, calming himself.
Zhang Feng began Visualization, firstly focusing on his lungs and stomach.
To cultivate Inner Strength, the entry point is too long.
But if the five organs were overclocked first, cultivation would be simple.
It can also be said that it had indirectly opened a kind of ’hidden powerful talent’.
Zhang Feng sat for three hours.
A colleague came by, saw Zhang Feng leaning back with his eyes closed, thought he was asleep, and did not disturb him.
In their eyes, Zhang Feng was just a slim young man newly stepping into society.
Coupled with his hard work at job and not very good family background, they thought to take care of the newcomer a bit.
Thus, Zhang Feng silently practiced.
Other colleagues came by, glanced at the quiet carriage, and turned away.
"Where did my buddy go..."
Boss Long came, looking for the guest, but seeing only the sleeping Zhang Feng, shook his head.
He knew the guest had jumped off the train again in ’show-off fashion’.
’I’m curious, every time you jump into wilderness, how do you return?’ Boss Long was speechless, glanced at Zhang Feng, and left him undisturbed.
Two hours later, the terminal station arrived.
Zhang Feng awoke, truly having been asleep.
The weather outside was cold, the train warm, and there was a bit of cold wind blowing in.
Plus, the train, swaying like a cradle.
After that Visualization, with the calm, naturally couldn’t resist the cozy kind of drowsiness.
Now at the terminal, stopping for a night.
More time for cultivation.
’Maybe just sleep onboard, save the time going home.’
Zhang Feng pondered, intending to find the conductor and discuss, looking for some flexibility.
Zhang Feng knew the conductor was the highest management on the train besides the driver.
The train driver belonged to another department, governed by operations, the two in different systems.
This time, it seemed like a leisurely career development was underway.
Similar to promotions in the Criminal World, talking while walking.
Zhang Feng walked past passengers, arriving at the diner carriage ahead.
Zhang Feng saw the conductor and others there, Chef Brother Fatty probably cooking.
Two security officers holding a pound of dumpling stuffing each.
The remaining unspoiled food onboard, theoretically, could be taken away and consumed by the staff, or a small hygienic fee could be charged, with discounts.
Official procedure would require buying at a discount.
"Little Feng is here?" The conductor, in his fifties, was very friendly.
Upon seeing Zhang Feng arrive, he handed a box of sausages to him.
Zhang Feng wanted to offer money.
The conductor waved his hand, "You’re still young, growing, spend your wage on more meat."
"Haha..." Everyone else laughed, they too were dining on meat stuffing, vegetables, fruits, all courtesy of the conductor.
The conductor’s son had a business, a bit of money at home.
Otherwise, only relying on the conductor’s over five hundred yuan salary, seemingly higher than some university professors, truly inviting the whole crew more than ten times would end things directly.
"Thank you, Leader." Zhang Feng expressed gratitude, didn’t reject, but remembering his intention for coming, directly said, "Leader, I want to spend the night on the train."
"Spend the night on the train?" The conductor frowned at Zhang Feng, "Is there trouble with the accommodation? Unsatisfactory with the rental prices?"