Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

After all, Zhao Erbao had already reached the second level of Body Refinement Perfection, so he had plenty of experience.

There's already a proven path; why should Lin Feng figure it out himself?

Moreover, regardless of the specific method of standing meditation, the ultimate goal is to unblock the meridians and promote the flow of qi and blood. The final result is the same, almost identical.

After sorting out his memories, Lin Feng quickly found the feeling of standing in the stance.

The Qi and blood flow easily through the seventh meridian.

Continuing on, the eighth meridian.

I started to feel uncomfortable right after breaking through the ninth meridian.

Indeed, a wild boar allowed Lin Feng to break through two meridians.

Of course, the most crucial factor is the support of Zhao Erbao's memories; otherwise, a lot of vital energy would be wasted, and many detours would be taken.

Having familiar tutorials saves a lot of time.

Lin Feng let out a long sigh and stood with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, Lin Feng could clearly feel his strength increasing.

Take out the hardwood bow from the space.

This time it was much easier to draw the bowstring.

After silently estimating, Lin Feng felt that he should have no problem drawing a 200-pound bow.

After finishing his breakfast, Lin Feng went to the charity hall.

Upon arriving at the charity hall, Sun Dayong immediately had someone summon Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng, there's a corpse in the slums. Go and deal with it."

"it is good"

Just as Lin Feng was preparing to load the coffin onto the oxcart, Zhou Ming came over with a grin, trying to strike up a conversation.

"Senior Brother Lin, there's no need for a coffin; a straw mat will suffice."

"Oh? Why is that?"

Zhou Ming laughed and said, "I heard it was just a little girl who died. Using a coffin would be a waste. It's better to keep it."

Lin Feng's face darkened, and an inexplicable anger rose in his heart.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"I... Senior Brother Lin, I was just offering a friendly reminder. It's just a poor girl who died, why bother..."

"What would you use if your mother died?"

"Hey, why are you swearing at me?"

"Damn it, you want a beating, huh?" Lin Feng had just raised his hand when Zhou Ming was so scared that he turned and ran away.

To be honest, Lin Feng really wanted to beat this bitch up.

After loading the coffin into the oxcart, Lin Feng headed to the north of the city.

Upon arriving in the slums, guided by passersby, we saw a little girl with a sallow complexion in front of a dilapidated temple.

There was still some dirt at the corner of his mouth.

Upon seeing Lin Feng, everyone around sighed repeatedly.

"This girl has a tough life."

"It's good to be dead. When you're dead, you don't have to suffer anymore. You're free."

"This girl has never enjoyed any happiness since she was born. She is either beaten or scolded. Originally, her mother planned to sell her to someone else as a maid when she grew up."

"Now that I'm sick and dead, it's a relief."

"It's all because she's a girl. Her mother won't spend money to see a doctor when she's sick, insisting that some kind of clay can cure her. What a tragedy!"

"Fortunately, there's a charity here, otherwise this child would have been left to rot in the wilderness."

Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Lin Feng finally understood the reason.

They put on gloves, rolled the body up in a straw mat, and put it in the coffin.

Then he led the oxcart out of the city.

Upon arriving at the cemetery, Lin Feng dug a pit and placed the coffin inside.

At the same time, take out a box of chocolates and put it in the coffin.

Close the coffin lid, and may you be reborn into a better family in your next life.

Then Lin Feng began filling the soil.

After doing all that, Lin Feng left.

Back at the charity hall, Zhou Ming saw a flash of anger in Lin Feng's eyes, but he didn't dare to retaliate.

After tying up the ox, Lin Feng left the charity hall.

I plan to explore Yongguan County, but I haven't really done much sightseeing since I arrived.

Arriving at the commercial street of Yongguan County, I originally planned to go to a brothel... no, I meant to go to a music hall to listen to music.

Unexpectedly, I ended up in Wushi, the eastern part of the city.

This is the "Weapons Street" in Yongguan County.

They have everything: knives, guns, swords, bows, and more.

In other dynasties, bows and arrows were strategic resources and were subject to government control. Especially during times of war, possessing bows and arrows privately could be a crime.

But in the Great Wei Dynasty, everything can be bought and sold.

Bows and arrows were commonplace for them.

Lin Feng was dazzled by the variety of shops in the weapons street.

Only when I reached the end of the street did I see the sign for the OnePlus store that read "Wang Ji Arrow Workshop".

Lin Feng walked into the store and saw that the walls were covered with various bow blanks and finished bows.

Arrow shafts and feathers were piled up in the corner, and the shop owner sat behind the counter scraping arrow shafts on the spot.

He looked up at Lin Feng and asked, "What would you like, sir?"

"Give me a bow."

Shop owner: "Take a look at the hardwood bow on the left wall."

"I want a two-stone bow."

"Are you sure you can draw a two-stone bow?" The shopkeeper looked at Lin Feng with suspicion. He didn't seem like the kind of person who could draw a two-stone bow.

"Of course"

The shopkeeper put down the arrow shaft in his hand and took out a bow from behind the counter, handing it to Lin Feng.

"This is a white ox horn bow worth two stones. Please give it a try, sir."

Lin Feng took the white ox horn bow, and it felt heavy in his hand.

He pulled hard, and although it was a bit difficult, he managed to pull it to its full capacity. Lin Feng estimated that he could only pull it three or four times before reaching his limit.

The shopkeeper was quite surprised: "I underestimated you, sir. You actually managed to draw a two-stone bow."

In the army, those who can draw a two-stone bow are the elite of the troops. Dealing with an archer who can draw a one-stone bow is as easy as an adult hitting a child. Whether it is strength or distance, it is an overwhelming advantage.

Lin Feng released the bowstring and exclaimed, "Your white ox horn bow is quite good!"

The shop owner looked somewhat proud, "My family has been bow makers for three generations."

The bow was made of mulberry wood, the string was made of ox sinew, and the arrowheads were made of fine iron.

The bow is decorated with tiger-skin crackle patterns, and has a three-stringed bow with a crescent shape.

Warm wood veneer: warms hands in winter and absorbs sweat in summer.

"Hmm, what's the price?"

"20 taels of silver, plus two arrows."

Lin Feng: "I'll buy it if you give me ten arrows."

The shop owner's face darkened, and he immediately became somewhat displeased.

"This arrow takes a lot of time and is very expensive."

After the arrow shaft is shaved, it needs to be heated, straightened, and painted to ensure its straightness and durability. The length, weight, and hardness of the arrow shafts in the same batch must be roughly the same.

One arrow costs 75 coins, and you've asked for ten. My shop is too small to give them away.

You should turn left after you leave and check out other places.

Lin Feng: "Alright then, I'll buy eight more arrows, making a total of ten, how about that?"

"No problem, I'll give you a bull horn thumb ring."

"Okay, how much silver is it in total?"

20.6 taels

"Take a few more arrows, to make a total of 21 taels."

"Okay, here are 6 for you."

The shop owner was also pleased.

After paying the bill and packing up his belongings, Lin Feng left.

Back in the courtyard, Lin Feng drew back the bowstring and aimed at the wooden door.

He released the bowstring, and the arrow pierced the wooden door in an instant.

Seeing this power, Lin Feng was quite satisfied.

Even now, for Lin Feng, drawing a two-stone bow is a huge test of physical strength, and he cannot perform long-term, high-frequency rapid firing like a one-stone bowman.

Although it's not as powerful or convenient as a gun, it's still very fun to play.

After finishing his meal, Lin Feng began practicing standing meditation in the courtyard.

An hour passed before Lin Feng realized it, and he felt completely refreshed.

There's an indescribable feeling of exhilaration.

Lin Feng was feeling frustrated because he had nowhere to use his martial arts skills and really wanted to show them off.

Now that he's back in the urban world, he's not afraid of anyone in a one-on-one fight, but if his opponent is holding a knife or something similar, he's in danger of getting hurt.

If you reach the second or third level of body refinement, that's about enough; your tendons will be as strong as a bow, and your bones as fine iron.

Both speed and power have been significantly improved.

At the same time, many different moves can be unleashed.