Late at night, Feng Yuan was practicing the nameless exercises in the study, and at this moment, the golden light on the novel danced with Feng Yuan's hands, constantly entering Feng Yuan's body, and finally slowly merging into the dantian.

At this time, in Feng Yuan's dantian, the golden light was already the size of two rice grains, and it had doubled, and Feng Yuan vaguely felt that there was a sense of power in the dantian at this moment, which came from that golden light, making Feng Yuan feel that he was extremely powerful.

In a few moments, all the golden light in the novel entered Feng Yuan's dantian, but with the dance of Feng Yuan's hands, there was still golden light that continued to enter the body, converging into the dantian, and it was brighter than in the novel.

Where did these golden lights come from? The answer came from the top of Feng Yuan's head, and at this moment, above Feng Yuan's head, there was also a piece of golden light, dotted with stars, and it looked like there were thousands.

Feng Yuan didn't know where these golden lights came from, they were only discovered in the past few days, and they were getting more and more day by day, at first there were only a little bit, dozens of them, and then they multiplied, and today they were even more terrifying, making Feng Yuan inexplicable for a while, why did there be a golden light above his head.

Although it is said that everything can produce golden light, but suddenly it appeared on my body, it feels very weird, how did this golden light come about, what did it come from?

Feng Yuan couldn't figure it out.

If it was true that the body would automatically produce golden light every day, Feng Yuanna would not need to write novels, it would be enough to absorb the golden light on the top of his head every day, and it would be extremely easy.

But Feng Yuan felt that it was impossible to do this, there must be some chance that would cause his body to produce golden light, otherwise the logic would not make sense, but Feng Yuan hadn't found out what the reason was for a while.

The golden light above the head is not the same as what appears in the novel, and the golden light that appears above the head cannot be absorbed quickly, and the absorption speed is much slower, and it can't be fast if you want to, and I don't know why.

The only thing Feng Yuan knew was that the quality of these golden lights above his head seemed to be relatively good, because it was much brighter, and after entering the dantian, he could clearly feel that there was an increase in strength.

After spending more than an hour, Feng Yuan had absorbed all the golden light on the top of his head, and Feng Yuan was ready to get up and go to sleep, at this time, suddenly, the golden light in Feng Yuan's dantian released a golden light, rushing out of the dantian, not controlled by Feng Yuan at all, following the tendons, it suddenly flew in the direction of Feng Yuan's chest, and instantly hit an acupuncture point on his chest.

Before Feng Yuan could react, the next moment, another golden light flew out of the dantian, and it also hit the acupuncture points.

Then the third, the fourth, and the fifth...... It wasn't until the lump of gold in the dantian dimmed that it stopped.

At this time, the acupuncture point on Feng Yuan's chest that was hit by the golden light was also faintly lit up, and in the acupoint, there seemed to be a figure in it, very blurry, not clear to see, Feng Yuan hit the energy and wanted to take a look, but it was still blurry, and Feng Yuan had a headache when he saw it, and finally had to give up.

I don't know what the situation is, Feng Yuan can't figure it out, he is dizzy, Feng Yuan doesn't bother to care, just stands up and goes to bed......

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The next morning, Feng Yuan, as usual, got up early to exercise, ran along the road in front of his house, all the way to the side of the book street, ran to the prefect's school, and then turned back, running more than a dozen times, four or five kilometers.

Although it was early in the morning, many people had already gotten up, especially on the book street, and the talented people from poor families had already gotten up to set up stalls here, because if they came late, they couldn't find a good location.

Xiucai set up stalls in the book street, generally by selling calligraphy and paintings, helping people write couplets of red and white things, doubting the fortune and the like, but generally not famous Xiucai, calligraphy and painting can not be sold, and they mostly rely on the back to survive.

But there is not much such work, after all, there are not red and white happy events every day, so basically it only opens once in ten days and half a month, but one time is enough to live for three or five days, and the family plants some land, and the days are barely enough to live.

Feng Yuan used to be one of the talented people who set up stalls on the street, relying on his tragic luck to successfully starve himself to death, and it was sad to think about it.

"Brother Feng is early!"

"Brother Du, you're early!"

"Brother Feng is early!"

"Brother Zhao, you too!"

While running, Feng Yuan greeted the talents on the street, they were all people who had set up stalls together, and they were naturally comfortable, these people looked at Feng Yuan with a burst of envy, once upon a time, Feng Yuan also set up a stall here like them, and they were worse than them, but now they are flying high by writing novels, and they have begun to exercise and pay attention to health preservation.

Trotting all the way, Feng Yuan suddenly saw an acquaintance, this acquaintance was the Ding Changqing Ding Xiucai who came to the door yesterday, this Ding Xiucai was leading the two Xiucai to hurriedly walk towards an alley early in the morning.

Feng Yuan didn't pay much attention to this Ding Xiucai, but suddenly saw that this Ding Xiucai's face was extremely pale, bloodless, like a dead man, the expression on his face was also very strange, with a strange look, how weird, Feng Yuan couldn't say it, anyway, it looked strange, not very normal.

At the same time, Feng Yuan found that Ding Xiucai's seal hall was covered with a green air, faint, far away, and he couldn't see clearly, and Feng Yuan didn't know if he was dazzled.

But what does Ding Xiucai look like, Feng Yuan is too lazy to have a chance, I wish I couldn't see it, this person is too disgusting, Feng Yuan directly sped up and ran away.

And this Ding Xiucai led the two Xiucai towards the alley where his family lived, of course, not to his house, but to the door of the house opposite his house and stopped, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.

Soon the door opened, and a woman in red appeared, it was the woman who had a happy relationship with Ding Xiucai last night, as soon as this woman came out, Ding Xiucai was excited, and her eyes were full of this woman's figure.

The same is true for the other two Xiucai, seeing such a charming woman, suddenly the soul is gone, I saw this woman smile charmingly, beckoning, these two Xiucai walked into the house uncontrollably, Feng Xiucai was standing at the door, smiling with a face.

After a while, the two shows came out, very different from when they went in, disheveled, bloodless, and with an obsessive smile on their faces, as if there were naked beauties in front of them.

The two men walked like walking corpses towards the street outside, and after walking a short distance out of the street, they fell suddenly, motionless.

When a passer-by saw it, he hurriedly went up to check, and when he saw it, he was suddenly frightened and shouted.

"Dead man......!"

"Someone died!"

In an instant, many people gathered towards the corpses of the two Xiucai.

And inside the alley, the woman in red looked at Ding Xiucai with a smile and said, "Good job, come in, I'll be happy with you, reward you!"

Ding Xiucai quickly pounced on it when he heard this......