Chapter Twenty-Four: The Terrible Lin XII
Being able to be selected by Lin Hao from many primitive children has his own ability, and Xiao Twelve was chosen because of his talent for fighting.
Later, Lin Hao found out that he had been underestimating him.
When Xiao Twelve said that he could do this, Lin Hao didn't believe that age was the biggest factor restricting him.
If he was given enough time, he fully believed that Little Twelve could do it, or even stronger, but now he definitely can't.
Lin Hao regarded Xiao Twelve's words as his stubbornness, and he refused to admit defeat to any force.
"Twelve, don't be discouraged, you're still young, I'm sure your attacks will be more deadly than pistols in a few years, but you have to admit now that some things are stronger than yours. β
Lin Hao said it very tactfully, for fear of hitting Xiao Twelve's self-esteem.
"My lord, I can really do it. β
Hearing this, Lin Hao shook his head, Xiao Twelve's competitive heart was a little extreme.
"Well, you try, even if you can't do it, it's nothing, you're already very good among your peers. β
Being very powerful does not mean being the strongest, you have to be the strongest to do it.
Lin Twelve closed his eyes, sank into the dantian, and mobilized his own totemic power to gather on the fingers of his right hand, and the whole finger turned red, and the power of the saber-toothed tiger totem, which represented the fire attribute, shone in the world at this moment.
At this moment, Lin Hao was also stunned, regardless of the power, the pure totem power of this hand alone was the strongest among the people Lin Hao had ever seen.
"Huh"
After a soft sound, the power of the fiery red totem was like an arrow from the string, instantly piercing into the giant tree in the distance.
The giant tree didn't put much resistance to the power of the totem, and it was pierced.
Unabated, the power of the totem continued to advance, leaving a translucent hole in the rock, and finally flew into the distance and disappeared.
Before everyone could be amazed, the entire giant tree that had been hit burst into flames and the rocks exploded.
My God, is this still an attack of a primitive?
This scene is somewhat familiar to Lin Hao.
In his original world, there used to be a group of people who were stronger than Little Twelve, and they were called cultivators.
Among them, the top ones move mountains and seas, and open mountains and crack rocks.
Xiao Twelve also touched the threshold of that level, but how could the power of the totem be so strong?
"Twelve, I remember that you weren't so powerful before, why did it take only a few days for your totem power to reach this point?"
"My lord, didn't you instruct me?"
Little Twelve thought Lin Hao was joking.
"Iβwhen did I point you out? I haven't been sleepwalking in the past few days. After finishing speaking, he glanced at Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi thought about it and nodded at Lin Hao.
"Just a few days ago, when we were hunting together, didn't the adults demonstrate it?"
Lin Hao remembered that he was shocked by the fierce methods of the Tyrannosaurus Rex tribe that day, and in order not to leave a shadow on these people, he showed them the power of the fused totem once, and at that time, he just casually said something for Xiao Twelve to study and study the wound.
I didn't expect this kid to really go to the research and give the results of the research.
This kid is really a genius, at least in terms of cultivation, no one else is a primitive.
It would be a shame if such a good talent was wasted.
No, I have to finish the design drawings in my hand as soon as possible during this time, so that I can take time to study the power of totems with Lin Twelve.
One sitting is seven days.
Lin Hao drew all the simple mechanical design drawings he could think of, and in order to be in a hurry, some places were not particularly accurate.
He can't manage it so much, if there is a problem, leave it to Xiao Wu and the third child, with their help, I believe there will be no big mess.
Xiao Twelve's hand changed Lin Hao's plan.
Originally, Lin Hao planned to deal with several nearby tribes first, relying on these advanced equipment, but now it is different, Xiao Twelve let Lin Hao see some possibilities.
When he came to Lin Hao's room, Xiao Qi casually closed the door.
This is a very tidy room, a desk of about two meters against the wall, two delicate chairs are lined up on the left and right, Lin Hao often recalls the past here, after having Xiao Qi's friend, there is also one more chair.
From the memories of one person to the heart-to-heart conversation of two people.
The middle of the room is very clean, and here Lin Hao generally uses it to perceive the power of totems.
When he came to the house, Lin Hao found a chair and sat down, and handed the one that originally belonged to Xiao Qi to Lin Twelve, who could only lie on Lin Hao's shoulder, squinting and napping.
It seems that he has long been accustomed to the intimacy of the two, and Xiao Twelve didn't hint at Xiao Qi anything.
"Lin Twelve, you don't have to stand up, just sit. Do you know the method of cultivation?" Lin Hao asked.
"My lord, I don't know. β
"Then I'll teach you some cultivation methods today, and you can try it yourself and see if it can help you. β
Lin Hao can't cultivate, but that doesn't mean that Lin Hao doesn't know the trick.
In that world, his status is already inferior, and conflicts with humans often occur.
At first, he was still on the weak side, but after a long time, Lin Hao's scientific and technological power became stronger and stronger, and he became more and more aware of the cultivation methods of human beings.
The so-called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is invincible.
The various exercises and cultivation methods he knew were no less than those top figures, but he didn't expect that the cultivation methods that were not used in that world would be used in the primitive tribes.
"I'll teach you the method of breathing first, take a long breath and sink into the dantian, the clear one is the top, the turbid one is the bottom, go around the dantian for a week, spit out the turbidity, store the clear one in the dantian, use the power of your totem, try to refine, see if there is any change. β
Lin Twelve closed his eyes and tried according to the method taught by Lin Hao.
After a long time, he exhaled.
"My lord, there seems to be an extra power in the dantian, but the small one is almost invisible, and it is different from the power of the saber-toothed tiger totem of the fire attribute, I can't perceive the attribute of this new power. β
Lin Hao's face was full of joy, it seemed that pure-bred humans could practice according to the cultivation methods of the original world.
shook the sleeping little seven.
Xiao Qi half-squinted his hazy eyes, not knowing what these two were going to do.
"Lin Qi. β
These two words were like morning bells and dusk drums, which woke Xiao Qi up at once, and Xiao Qi immediately stood motionless, waiting for Lin Hao's order.
Lin Hao told Xiao Qi about the method he had just taught to Xiao Twelve, to see if she could perceive the natural energy that filled the air.
But after trying many times, Xiao Qi still shook his head, the dantian was still not a strong totemic power, and there was no new power to enter his dantian.
Lin Hao didn't give up, and called all the twelve sons of the Lin family over to try one by one.
The result was very disappointing, except for Lin Shiyi, who was still inquiring about the news, the rest of the ten people found nothing.
It seems that in any era, there have always been a minority who want to raise themselves to another level by spiritual practice.
After dismissing everyone, Lin Hao told Xiao Twelve about some of the most basic cultivation methods one by one.
The rest depends on how he digests it, some things are realized as his own, and it is difficult to achieve great things by blindly relying on the guidance of others.
Since then, in addition to Xiao Qi, Lin Hao has one more Lin Twelve by his side.
And so the days went by.
The development of the tribe is also proceeding in an orderly manner.
Under Lin Hao's guidance, Little Twelve's natural energy gradually grew, and its accumulation level was almost one-tenth of the power of the totem.
It's been less than ten days.
It's Lin Qi, since he became a saint, he usually has fewer tasks, except for being an errand runner for Lin Hao, he is basically with Lin Hao the rest of the time, saying that he is a saint, but like a maid.
Little Eleven has been away from the tribe for more than half a month, and he is about to come back in the future, so I don't know what news he will bring to himself.
Is the Tyrannosaurus rex tribe really out of a weirdo, that is, the so-called totem master.
The most important thing is that in Xiao Eleven's mouth, is this totem lord particularly ugly?
This is the focus of Lin Hao's attention.
"My lord, Lin Shiyi is back. β