After taking the heavy pressure again, Wang Man took a deep breath, stepped on the gap between bottles and jars on the ground, and opened the door of the bamboo pieced together.

When he opened the door, there was the soft and clear light in the morning. Wherever the light shone, Wang Man saw a refreshing world - a not-so-small courtyard, with bamboo and bamboo shoots planted in groups of three or three in the courtyard, and stone benches and tables in the courtyard. In addition, there are several bamboo houses that are the same as where he lives. They look not only fresh and elegant, but also blend into nature.

Seeing this beautiful scenery made Wang Man take a deep breath involuntarily.

"Huh!" As soon as a breath of fresh air entered the lungs, an old man opened the door and walked out on the other side of the courtyard.

"Huh? You're awake? It's several hours faster than I thought!" The old man was wearing colorful clothes and covered with strange silver pendants. As he spoke, he walked through the courtyard as if he was slow and fast, and came to Wang Man's side, looking at him up and down, "Well, it's not bad, it's good to recover. I just feel like you're tired? Your muscles are tight, are you nervous?"

"No, it's just habitual." Wang Man lies and brings the topic to the place he wants to ask: "How is my mother? I remember she asked you to treat her."

"Okay, I'll help her pick up her feet, but she's still weak. She's not as strong as you. She's as intact as before. I guess it's impossible for me to have a year or two." The old man said, pointing to the house he came out, "Here, your mother is there. If you want to go and see it, but don't make a noise and disturb her."

"Thank you!" Wang Man nodded ecstatically when he heard the witch. His thanks were sincere. No matter what the purpose was, the old man had indeed cured their mother and son.

"Go, boy, don't say thank you, it will be useful to have something practical. I'm busy outside, so I'll leave first." After the old man said, he left the small courtyard.

At the same time, Wang Man couldn't wait to walk towards the house she pointed to. He opened the door and saw his mother. His mother was lying quietly on the bamboo bed, her eyes closed, but her face was still rosy, and the injured footsteps were already connected. Wang Man didn't know what the old man used to do something that could not be accomplished by modern medicine, but there were too many mysterious places in this world that he could not pursue them one by one.

Seeing that her mother was still well, Wang Man stopped disturbing her sleeping soundly, slowly retreated from the room and returned to the courtyard.

"I finally came to a safe place." Back in the courtyard, Wang Man sighed. There were so many hardships along the way. From a tribe to a nearby city, even this distance was not something that ordinary people could control. Wang Man couldn't help but sigh that the weak people in this world could not survive in other places except for hiding in a tribal city.

Strength is the capital to survive while standing.

Now that he finally settled down relatively, Wang Man didn't want to waste his time. After lying in bed for two days, he absorbed too much theoretical knowledge. After he could walk in the ground, he did not delay for a moment and practiced the basic fist and footwork method directly in the middle of the courtyard.

"Huhu" punch and kick, Wang Man did not have any fancy moves, and he practiced one by one again and again, which seemed boring... While practicing, Wang Man did not forget the mantra and mental methods of practicing strength. Combined with the heavy pressure and current of the spiritual lock array on his body, he continued to strengthen himself in boredom and pain...

During the whole day, from morning to night, he almost repeated the same few movements. If he were an ordinary person, he would have been so bored that he would have collapsed. However, as a person who would die in three months, Wang Man could tolerate it... Only by quickly improving his strength can he have the capital to speak...

Especially in this "Slave Chamber" that is similar to a gang organization, if you don't have the strength, you will never have the capital to stand.

A day passed in a blink of an eye. When night came, the president of the Slave Chamber of Commerce, the man in the first seat, came to the courtyard with his two successors.

"Haha, you're recovering well. Have you practiced this skill?" The president of the Chamber of Commerce had a loud voice, giving people a very wild and rough feeling. However, after a few days ago, Wang Man knew that this was a very cunning and meticulous person.

When he came, Wang Man was practicing basic boxing and was sweating all over.

"Well, I want to become stronger." Wang Man heard the voice of the president of the Chamber of Commerce. Wang Man put away his fists and turned around, saying hello to him - people are on the ground, and basic politeness is necessary.

"Okay, it's better, if you become stronger, you will eat others if you are not strong enough, you will be skinned and swallowed by others." The president of the Chamber of Commerce said simple and crude, but it is not without reason. "I'll take a look at you. Since you have entered our business group, you are the people of our business group. Do you have no objection?"

"No." or "have to" no.

"Well, I keep you here because I see your strength - the development of the business group requires talents, so I like talents! Give you a waist card, and then take this waist card and walk across the North City!" The president of the Chamber of Commerce said, took out a stone card from his clothes, threw it to Wang Man in the air, and then left here again without a word of nonsense.

Seeing the president of the Chamber of Commerce leave, Wang Man looked at the waist card in his hand - the stone was made of strange stone, which looked very hard, and a huge spider was carved on it, which should be the symbol of the slave Chamber of Commerce.

After taking a look, Wang Man hung it around his waist and continued to practice boxing.

In this way, under the boring practice, seven or eight days passed.

During these seven or eight days, Wang Man almost never went out of the courtyard. Every day, special people brought him food and drink. His mother also woke up on the third day and his body was gradually recovering.

During these seven or eight days, Wang Man's cultivation progress has increased day by day. By the time he finished his exercise today, he had almost completed all the stages of the training period - his strength increased greatly, three or four times stronger than ten days ago.

"Well, it's not bad. Consolidate tomorrow, and you can enter the next stage the day after tomorrow - the skin-shaping stage. I didn't expect that the meat insect would have the effect of speeding up your cultivation progress." Seeing Wang Man's ability to complete, Shu Ling said with relief: "Now, even if you don't activate the magic tricks of the "Crazy Ancient Sutra", you should be able to fight with Wang Xi or the boy of that day! When fighting in the future, try not to use the magic tricks of the "Ancient Sutra", as it hurts your body too much."
Chapter completed!