Wang Ming is making the fastest progress. He has been refining the Nine Yang Divine Skill for twenty years with the Nine Yang Manual. The effect is much better than the cold poison in Zhang Wuji's body. He finished practicing it half a month earlier than Zhang Wuji.

Volume One.

Now I have started practicing the second volume.

After practicing the Nine Yang Manual to the second volume, Wang Ming found that the growth of Nine Yang Qi in his body began to slow down.

The next step is hard work, and it cannot be achieved overnight. Wang Ming is a little anxious.

Do you really want to stay here with Zhang Wuji for five years and practice until you are close to success?

Wang Ming found that his entry was more than one-third faster than Zhang Wuji's.

Doing some math, it means that it took Zhang Wuji five years to complete the four volumes of the Nine Yang Manual, leaving him with only the final step to open up the Ren and Du channels.

And he only needs three years.

Three years! The Nine-Yang Scripture is close to completion, and there is only one step left to open up the two channels of Ren and Du!

This kind of speed is extremely fast for most martial arts people.

But for a modern person like Wang Ming, it still feels too slow.

The last time he stayed in the movie world for three months, he finally brought Xiao Zhao back to reality, and it took him a week to catch his breath.

Now, another three months have passed, and he can no longer hold on.

He wants to go back to modern times, wants to play mobile phones, play games, watch movies, etc...

But if he goes back to reality and one day has passed, more than three months have passed here with Zhang Wuji. If only a few days have passed, a year and a half has passed here.

Now Zhang Wuji obviously regards him and Xiao Zhao as brothers and sisters, and is very attached to them.

There is nothing that can be done about it. Both of Zhang Wuji's parents are dead and his heart is fragile. Whoever treats him better will be remembered in his heart.

He does this not only to women, but to others as well.

This is also an important advantage of Zhang Wuji, which makes people unable to hate him.

Thinking of this, Wang Ming decided to stay with Zhang Wuji for a while longer.

This period of time turned into ten days in a blink of an eye.

Wang Ming really couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to go back to modern times to have a good rest and enjoy modern life for a few days.

Even Xiao Zhao, who has enjoyed the convenience of modern life, can't help it.

Although this deserted valley is beautiful, it's okay to stay there for a couple of days occasionally, but staying here every day is no different than going to jail.

On this day, Wang Ming took advantage of Zhang Wuji's absence to secretly discuss with Xiao Zhao.

"Xiao Zhao, I think we should go back and rest for a few days. What do you think?"

"Sir, I actually want to go back..."

"Okay, then I'll talk to Wuji tonight."

In the evening, Wang Ming did not practice any martial arts, but said frankly to Zhang Wuji:

"Wuji, we have to leave for a while."

Zhang Wuji's originally gloomy green complexion has dissipated greatly due to his success in practicing the Nine Yang Manual, and it has become a little more rosy.

But when he heard this, he turned pale to the naked eye.

He understands the subtext, and it cannot be just a few days when he is away for a period of time.

In the past three months or so, Wang Ming has returned to reality every ten and a half days to replenish supplies. Each time he said he would be back soon, but each time he disappeared for at least a day or two. Sometimes Wang Ming was delayed in reality for a few days.

Minutes, just one or two days passed by.

Now Wang Ming said that he would 'leave for a while', which obviously will not be short.

"Brother Wang Ming, sister Xiao Zhao, how long will you be away this time?"

Seeing Zhang Wuji's reluctant eyes, Wang Ming felt a little unbearable. Originally, he was thinking of five days of rest in the modern world, but when the words came to his lips, he decided to change it to three days.

Three days in reality are three hundred days here, which is nearly a year.

"Three hundred days, which is about less than a year, I came back."

"One, one year? No, it doesn't matter, Wuji can wait."

Zhang Wuji looked at Wang Ming pitifully, like a child looking at his parents leaving for work, or like a dog looking at its owner who left home. His eyes became watery, making people clearly feel his reluctance.

Wang Ming couldn't bear to look at him with this look.

Only then did he remember that the Zhang Wuji in front of him was still a child under the age of sixteen after all.

"After we leave, you should practice the second volume of the Nine Yang Manual and teach us when we come back."

"OK?"

"good!"

"Brother Wang Ming, don't worry. When you come back, I will have finished practicing the second volume of the Nine Yang Manual!"

"Brother Wang Ming, before you leave, can you help me with one thing?"

"What's the matter? Tell me."

"Zhu Changling...I haven't given that bastard food for ten days. He must have starved to death. Wuji wanted to bury him, but Wuji was a little scared..."

"Here, okay, I'll help you."

Soon, Zhang Wuji led Wang Ming into the cave where Zhu Changling was trapped. As soon as he entered the cave, he could smell a faint smell of rotting corpses from a distance.

The two endured the discomfort, went deep inside, and found Zhu Changling's body. From the smell, they could tell that Zhu Changling had died not long ago, only within the past two days.

Modern scientific research shows that people can only last seven days without eating or drinking, and the theoretical limit is ten days.

Zhu Changling persisted for about eight days before starving to death, which was quite difficult. Presumably it was because he had internal strength.

Considering that Zhu Changling was trapped in the cave for a long time 10 days ago, although Zhang Wuji brought food every day, he obviously didn't have enough to eat, and there was no oil or salt in his stomach. He should have been weak a long time ago.

Even so, he could still persist for one day longer than ordinary people without eating or drinking, which shows the magic of internal strength. Zhu Changling's internal strength is not very strong.

Wang Ming sighed in his heart while helping Zhang Wuji drag Zhu Changling's body out of the cave, dig a pit, and bury him.

Finally, with Zhang Wuji's reluctant eyes, he got on a battery car and took Xiao Zhao back to modern times.

…

When the two returned to reality, it was already night in the real world. When Wang Ming rode a battery car out of a dark unknown alley, he realized that snowflakes were falling from the sky.

The snow that fell was neither heavy nor much, it seemed real and illusory, and sparse.

As the cold wind floats over the city, it reflects the bright lights of the city and shines with crystal clear cold air.

Snowflakes hit Wang Ming's face, nose, shoulders, and neck. Wang Ming only felt a slight chill, not cold, just extremely refreshing.

At this time, he realized something was wrong. He was wearing the wrong clothes, too little.

It is in sharp contrast to the people on the street who are eager to wrap themselves up into a ball of rice dumplings.

In the past three months in the deserted valley world, it had just entered the late summer and early autumn, so he didn't wear much, only a thin jacket and a yellow robe.

I returned to reality several times to purchase items, but I didn't notice this.

Only now did he realize that at some point, his body had developed the extraordinary phenomenon of being impervious to cold and heat.

It was already the twelfth lunar month of winter in the real world, and snowflakes were falling. He was wearing it and found that he didn't feel cold or uncomfortable at all.

The same was true for Xiao Zhao, who couldn't feel the cold. Wang Ming could feel Xiao Zhao, who was sitting behind him with his arms around his waist, leaning on his back and constantly exhaling the warm fragrance of nephrite from his mouth.

This made Wang Ming feel even hotter all over.

At this time, he thought that Xiao Zhao seemed to have grown a lot in the past three months, and his chest had gained more weight...

Xiao Zhao's pectoralis major muscles gradually began to become exaggerated...
Chapter completed!