Xiao Zhao came out smelling sweet, wrapped in a bath towel, her bun hairstyle had been untied, and her wet hair was hanging loose from her shawl. Because she was wearing too little, even the hills on her chest could be seen.

Wang Ming was stunned. It turns out that Xiao Zhao is not interested in A, but in favor of B. Why couldn't he tell it before?

He stared at Xiao Zhao with strange eyes, which made Xiao Zhao blush with embarrassment.

"What are you looking at? Don't you understand that children in Jianghu need to corset their breasts when they go out?"

"Corset? Uh...oh..."

Wang Ming understood instantly and took the initiative to apologize.

"I'm sorry, I thought you were underdeveloped before."

"you!……"

Xiao Zhao bit it angrily, then stepped forward and slapped it.

Wang Ming smiled, grabbed her wrist, and pushed her onto the sofa with a forceful push.

The whole person leaned forward to press him over.

"You, Wang Ming, what are you going to do... This, this is too fast, I..."

"Are you scared now? Are you still playing the game of young master and maid?"

"No, I won't play anymore. You, you start driving. I'm a little scared."

Xiao Zhao stretched out his hands and weakly pushed Wang Ming away.

Wang Ming smiled and grabbed Xiao Zhao's hair with one hand, then let go.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in little girls who are not fully developed."

"From now on, be more serious and call me by my name normally in my world. Don't call me a young master like a maid."

"If you continue like this, others will think of me as a pervert."

After saying that, Wang Ming sat back down.

Xiao Zhao let out an angry sigh and said:

"My adoptive father asked me to follow you, and I will follow you for the rest of my life. Whatever you say will be yours."

"Okay, stop making trouble, I have something serious to talk to you about."

"Practice your inner strength and keep it running for a week."

"Here?"

"Yes, it's right here. Just try it."

Xiao Zhao followed the instructions with confusion. After a moment, he said with a slightly flustered face:

"Why is it so difficult for me to operate my internal energy..."

Wang Ming let out a sigh of relief after hearing this.

"Sure enough, it's not my problem, it's the environmental problem of my world."

"The world is at the end of the Dharma... Although I have been mentally prepared for it."

"In the real world, even internal strength is so difficult, and practicing immortality is even more impossible."

"If you practice the Nine Yang Divine Skill to the twelfth level, you can live at least a hundred years longer."

"But with the actual training efficiency, it's basically impossible to reach the twelfth level."

"My only way out is in the world of heavens."

“I don’t know which world the next order from the heavens will be.”

"I hope it's not too high or too low. It's best to be in a martial arts world, and it shouldn't be one where the fighting power is too outrageous."

That night, Xiao Zhao slept soundly on the soft and comfortable Simmons bed.

Wang Ming secretly opened the door in the middle of the night, and when he went in and saw her, she didn't seem to notice.

Wang Ming certainly didn't have any bad intentions.

But he had insomnia and wanted to talk to Xiao Zhao about something.

So I opened the door of Xiao Zhao's room and found that she was sleeping soundly.

Originally, he was leaving, but he was too embarrassed to disturb people's dreams.

But looking at Xiao Zhao's sleeping beauty, Wang Ming's breathing couldn't help but become hot and rapid.

He didn't see that Xiao Zhao's body was already trembling slightly.

After a while, Wang Ming's breathing slowly calmed down again.

He stepped forward and covered Xiao Zhao with a quilt, closed the door and left.

After Wang Ming left, Xiao Zhao's eyes suddenly opened.

She looked at the closed door, blinked her eyes, and then really fell asleep.

Wang Ming sat on the sofa in the living room and thought about many things for a long time. He didn't go back to the house to sleep until 3 o'clock in the night.

People are always greedy and want more when they get a lot.

Wang Ming now has both beauty and strength.

With a beauty like Xiao Zhao living next door and a power like Nine Yang Magic within him, he should be content.

But after he actually owned it, he realized how greedy he was!

Want more! More!! More!!!…

…

"Hmm... It's delicious, it's delicious. Give me another steamed bun of this kind."

"Okay, eat slowly and don't swallow."

At around seven o'clock the next morning, Wang Ming woke up early.

He only slept for four hours, but he was still full of energy. Needless to say, it was certainly the result of the Nine Yang Magic.

He took Xiao Zhao out for breakfast and taught Xiao Zhao many common sense of modern life.

The two started walking in the park. Xiao Zhao still held a bottle of hot milk in his hand, drinking it happily.

This is of course Wang Ming's bad taste. He said that he would raise her for two years and that the milk should not be missing. Although he found that she was not interested in A, but in B, she was still too small for B. She should drink more milk to replenish her body.

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Xiao Zhao doesn't care about this. For a snack like her, as long as she has enough to eat and drink every day, she is happy.

Anyway, she made it clear to King Ding and decided that she was his.

Wang Ming has a nurturing feeling like raising a little girlfriend. He also finds it interesting and fulfilling, and of course he is pampered constantly.

Time passed quietly like this for a week.

Wang Ming was idle and bored every day, so he began to study "The Secret of Nine Yang Magic Skills", but the more he read, the more he frowned.

This secret explanation written by Huo Gong Tutuo contains many mysterious things about spiritual practice because of his lifelong efforts.

Magical skills such as the Nine-Yang Magical Skill are the top magical skills for cultivating the Three Treasures of Jing, Qi, and Shen.

But in the past, it was mainly based on essence, and there were not many areas involving gods.

Now there are three more levels, but there are many more divine fortune-changing spells.

This made Wang Ming feel even more uncomfortable.

He can understand all the secrets of how to practice luck.

But the practice of internal strength is not just about practicing luck and accumulating skill.

Just like learning mathematics, the process of learning is to endorse, understand, apply, and control (that is, understand why 1+1 equals 2.)

The luck of practicing Jiuyang Magic is to learn the endorsement and understanding of it. This is the basic skill and the accumulation of skill.

But how to use it and how to master it is another matter.

To use an analogy, it is like the leader of the Beggar Clan who also practices the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

The difference in combat power between Qiao Feng, Hong Qigong and Shi Huolong.

Everyone has practiced the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, but their combat abilities are so different!

Whether one's skill is high or not is the basis, but combat power is another matter.

If Wang Ming wants to practice the Nine Sun Magic Kung Fu to the twelfth level, he must not only accumulate the skill, but also learn to use it flexibly, use it freely, and even control it uniformly, otherwise he will not be able to reach the highest level.

It is also because of this that he does not understand many of the terms in the Secret of Jiuyang Magic Technique.

I had no choice but to ask Xiao Zhao, but Xiao Zhao was not very good at martial arts, and it involved many unpopular things from both Buddhism and Taoism, which she didn’t understand either.

What’s more troublesome is that the Buddhism and Taoism here refers to Buddhism and Taoism in the world of martial arts. Many terms have this meaning in reality, but in martial arts, they may have another meaning.

Wang Ming was dumbfounded.
To be continued...