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"Teach me?" Wang Sancai couldn't help but feel a little excited after reacting. He quickly threw the seal short knife aside and walked towards Zhuang Biyun: "Okay, then tell me how I should practice? Do you need to open up the Ren and Du meridians or the like?"

"What are the Ren and Du meridians?" Zhuang Biyun looked confused.

Wang San realized that he was thinking too much and quickly said, "It's nothing, tell me how to start practicing first!"

As he said that, Wang Sancai quickly rolled up his sleeves and looked eager to try. Although he felt a little cold around him, he seemed to be unable to feel it when he was excited.

"Ah, that's it." Zhuang Biyun came back to her senses and said seriously: "You can take out your practice skills first, and then start practicing according to the beginning. I can teach you what I don't understand."

When Wang Sancai heard this, he felt like he wanted to vomit blood. Looking at the girl in front of him, he couldn't help but say, "Damn... you're playing tricks on me!"

"No!" Zhuang Biyun looked innocent: "How can I teach you how to practice without martial arts?"

"I really don't have any skills!" Wang Sancai was disappointed. He felt that no matter how much he said, he would be boring. He simply picked up his seal knife and continued to cut the previous vine. He couldn't help but complain: "I think you kindly want to pass on your skills to me."

Zhuang Biyun was originally a little confused about why Wang Sancai had such a reaction. After hearing his last sentence, he finally understood. Seeing Wang Sancai's depressed look, he immediately felt very guilty and said carefully: "I'm sorry... I thought you can't practice with martial arts. I actually haven't practiced much. The body training stage was completely improved by my father. When I started practicing, I was already at the fourth level of level 72, so... I can't help you get started."

Listening to Zhuang Biyun's sincere apology, Wang Sancai's depression suddenly disappeared and he waved his hand: "Nothing sorry, I won't talk about this anymore, keep working."

"Oh." Zhuang Biyun responded. Seeing that Wang Sancai was really not angry, he carried his long sword and walked to another vine not far away, raised his hand and slashed it up.

puff--

Wang Sancai couldn't help feeling depressed as he watched Zhuang Biyun break another vine easily. He was a man in his twenties, who was in his strong and brave age, and even a fifteen-year-old underage girl could not compare to him. Although he knew that Zhuang Biyun was a cultivator, he still felt a sense of frustration in his heart.

But thinking about what Zhuang Biyun said just now, Wang Sancai knew that if he wanted to become a cultivator, he had to have a cultivation technique, or like Zhuang Biyun, he had to have a strong man lay the foundation for himself. Not everyone could embark on the path of cultivation. Thinking of this, Wang Sancai could only sigh secretly.

With the help of Zhuang Biyun, in a short while, more than twenty vines with a thickness of their thumb were collected. When it was time to cut bamboo, Wang Sancai simply handed over this glorious work to Zhuang Biyun. He squatted in front of a pile of vines and began to use a short seal knife to cut some vines with four and a half.

These vines are very tough. The vines that were cut into four and a half by Wang Sancai can be used as ropes for binding. However, before Wang Sancai could finish cutting, more than a dozen bamboos were cut down by Zhuang Biyun.

Moreover, in order to reduce the possibility of attracting pursuers, Zhuang Biyun tried to keep the sound to the lowest level whenever he cut a bamboo. Whenever she cuts it over to the ground, she always catches the bamboo first before carefully placing it on the ground.

But her efficiency still made Wang Sancai feel inferior.

After about half an hour of busy work, the two had successfully made two bamboo beds with bamboo and vines. Although these two bamboo beds were not large in size, they were enough for the two to rest for one night. After confirming that the bamboo bed was strong enough, Wang Sancai tied two vines on both ends of the bamboo bed and tied them between the two big trees with Zhuang Biyun.

In this way, the bamboo bed is suspended in the air less than one meter from the ground, which can avoid many poisonous insects on the ground to the greatest extent, and ensure that it is not invaded by the cold and cold on the ground. At the same time, the range that can be seen is also larger. Although it is a bit conspicuous to sleep on it, Wang San dares to guarantee that the two of them will definitely not sleep well this night, so there is no need to worry that they will not be able to escape as soon as the pursuers arrive.

What Wang Sancai is worried about now is that some large predators may appear in this rain forest. Although the possibility of such animals is not high, Wang Sancai cannot guarantee this at all in an unfamiliar world.

After finally collecting some dead leaves and placing them on two hard bamboo beds, Wang Sancai and Zhuang Biyun finally turned over and lay on them.

After more than an hour of busyness, the pursuers still haven't caught up, which makes the two of them feel relieved for a while. After all, Wang Sancai is an ordinary person. He ran in the rain forest for so long, and then worked for more than an hour of busyness. He felt like his whole body was disbanded.

The thin layer of dead leaves cannot be compared with the soft big bed. Wang Sancai felt very uncomfortable when lying on the bamboo bed. However, these dead leaves also blocked the cold air brought by the bamboo. Although they still couldn't isolate the coldness in the air, at least the tired Wang Sancai finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After lying for a while, Wang Sancai was about to get out of bed and drink a few sips of fresh water in the unused bamboo joints. By the way, he brought up the VSK94 automatic sniper rifle on the edge of the big tree. Zhuang Biyun on the bamboo bed beside him suddenly spoke: "Forget it, let's put it there first."

Wang Sancai looked at him and saw Zhuang Biyun handing her sword back to him. The sword cut so many vines and bamboos tonight, but there was no damage on the sword edge. Although Wang Sancai didn't understand these cold weapons, he could see that it was at least a sword. After thinking for a while, he did not take the sword handed over by Zhuang Biyun, but turned over and got out of bed and said casually: "You keep it by your side first. I'm afraid it's not safe tonight. If necessary, you can also fight back in self-defense as soon as possible."

As he said that, he walked tiredly to the big tree, grabbed a bamboo joint next to him, and raised his head to his mouth.

Zhuang Biyun felt that what Wang Sancai said was very reasonable, so she nodded and placed her long sword next to the bamboo bed. Then, she lay on the bamboo bed and looked down at Wang Sancai under the tree. Although she was hesitant and the distance was far and the light was particularly dim, she could only see the general outline of Wang Sancai, but she didn't know what. She listened to Wang Sancai's "gurgling" sound of drinking water, as if she could clearly see his Adam's apple moving up and down.

Even looking at the tired man's short hair that was unusually short, Zhuang Biyun felt a little relieved.

She looked at Wang Sancai quietly for a while, then suddenly held her cheeks with her hands and said in a daze: "Wang Sancai, do you... have any plans in the future?"

The cold water slid across his throat and rolled into his stomach. Wang San felt a sense of icyness in an instant. He threw away the bamboo joints in his hand, grabbed the VSK94 automatic sniper rifle next to him with one hand, picked up another bamboo joint filled with fresh water in the other hand, got up and walked towards Zhuang Biyun, and asked back, "What are the plans?"

As he said that, he had already walked to Zhuang Biyun and handed her the bamboo joints filled with fresh water in his hand: "Drink some first, replenish some water, the taste is very good."

Zhuang Biyun took the bamboo joints and watched Wang Sancai turn around and turn to the bamboo bed. He did not rush to drink, but continued to ask: "Do you have no plans?"

Wang Sancai lay flat on the bamboo bed, put VSK94 in front of his chest, aimed the muzzle at the side without Zhuang Biyun to prevent fire, and hung the snake tied to his waist on the vine beside him. Suddenly he remembered a sentence from a novel I had read that I liked very much, and turned his head to smile at Zhuang Biyun and said, "I am like a chicken that has just hatched out of the shell. I will follow whoever I see."

"Puchi--" Zhuang Biyun was amused by Wang Sancai's metaphor, and almost didn't spit out a sip of water. He laughed: "But you don't look like Xiaoji at all."

Wang Sancai suddenly felt that this analogy was a bit evil, but he didn't care. He smiled and said, "Big chicken is OK, as long as you think about it, in short, I can only follow you now."

"Now?" Zhuang Biyun noticed the inappropriateness of Wang Sancai's words, and suddenly felt a little anxious, and asked quickly: "Are you saying that after you walk out of the rain forest, you will no longer be with me?"

"That's right!" Wang Sancai took a breath. Since Zhuang Biyun took the initiative to ask, he didn't plan to continue hiding it. He looked up at the little pitiful moonlight that was radiating from the dense vines in the sky. However, he said with a little confusion: "When we walk out of this rainforest, you can go home. How can I go with you?"

"Why can't it be?!" Zhuang Biyun became anxious and hurriedly stepped forward and leaned forward, looking at Wang Sancai and said, "You saved my life and escorted me out of the rain forest safely. My father will definitely not treat you badly!"

Wang Sancai heard it, but smiled and shook his head slightly, "No matter how well your father treats me, it's not my home... Besides, I don't like to live under someone else's roof. Since I'm just here in Zhou State, it's better to take a look around and increase my knowledge."

"But!!" Zhuang Biyun tried his best to persuade: "Don't you want to practice? If you go back with me, my father will definitely help you!"

"Huh?" When Wang Sancai heard this, he was immediately moved.

If you wander around the mainland alone, even if you rely on selling guns for three days, you should be able to get one or two practice techniques. However, if you can distinguish these practice techniques from low to medium or high, you will not be able to distinguish them. If you practice low to low, not two or three decades and cannot practice until the Qi Refining Stage, then it would be better not to practice!

However, even if Zhuang Biyun's father is not one of the best strong men in Zhou Kingdom, he is probably a famous person. With him to guide him, at least he doesn't have to take so many detours.

Besides, now that I have saved his daughter, I can at least get a more advanced practice method, right?

Thinking of this, Wang Sancai couldn't help but hesitate. On the one hand, he really didn't want to rely on others' roofs. On the other hand, he wanted to become a cultivator. After thinking for a long time, Wang Sancai had no idea. Seeing Zhuang Biyun looking at him in a daze, he casually said: "Let's talk about it later."

Zhuang Biyun didn't expect that after waiting for a long time, she waited for such a sentence. She was disappointed and felt a little unwilling to accept it, and she couldn't help but say anxiously: "But..."

But as soon as she said this, Wang Sancai waved his hand: "Stop talking, I haven't thought about it yet. Besides, we are still trapped here now, and there are pursuers behind the road ahead. It's too early to talk about this. Let's talk about it when we walk out of the rain forest."

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Chapter completed!