Chapter 1: Qiao Jun

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"Jun'er, do you know what day it is?"

In a dense forest, over sixty a year, a skinny old man with his hands behind his back, turned his back to a teenager, and asked lightly.

The old man's voice was slightly old, and the whole person looked weak, but it exuded a coldness, a killing, a majesty, and a vicissitudes.

Qiao Jun stood respectfully behind the old man, and looked carefully, he was about seventeen years old.

A young cheek, as if the knife has been sharpened, the facial features are extremely upright, and under the two sword eyebrows are a pair of eyes like cold stars, sharp like two steel knives, which make people dare not look directly at them easily.

The bridge of his nose is high, his lips are thick and even, and on that handsome face, it is simply carefully created by God for him.

He is about 1.8 meters tall, extremely strong, wheat-colored skin, and dressed in ordinary stall service, which is not an exaggeration to describe as shabby, but such a stall dress can not hide his tall posture and contemptuous eyes of the world's heroes.

"Back to Master's words, today is the day of national conscription." Qiao Jun lowered his head and replied respectfully.

"The teacher wants you to join the army, are you willing?"

The old man asked lightly, his majestic and vicissitudes of life had no expression on his face, as if he never smiled.

"Jun'er, it's all up to the master!" Qiao Jun replied respectfully. There was also no superfluous expression on his face other than respect.

"Good!" The old man nodded, slowly turned around, and looked at Qiao Jun, his deep and cloudy old eyes were like a dark bottomless pit, unfathomable, "You have obtained all the true inheritance of being a teacher, and there is nothing left to teach you as a teacher." After going down the mountain, be a good soldier, and you can't do anything that is sorry for the country and the people. ”

"Jun'er understands, please teach Master!" Young Qiao Jun said respectfully.

"Hmmm! Jun'er, do you know why your code name is Thor? The old man doted on the young Qiao Jun's flat head, nodded and asked.

"Please also tell the master, Jun'er doesn't know." Young Qiao Jun replied.

"Because Thor is the code name that your senior sister specially gave you, she hopes that you can enter the ranks of the strongest soldiers as soon as possible step by step, and join the most mysterious special operations force in the country with the strongest attitude." The old man said lightly, with a strong look of pride in his expression.

"Master, I will, I will definitely enter the ranks of the strongest military kings as soon as possible, and strive to enter this special operations force to win glory for the country." Young Qiao Jun said with a firm expression.

"Okay, in the future, you will be a real soldier, and you should have such courage and responsibility. Remember, no matter what happens in the future, you must keep a low profile, and you must not be proud, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, you know!

Although the military career is extremely cruel, it is not difficult for you, as long as you follow their steps, one day, you will get ahead. The old man said earnestly.

"Yes! Master. Young Qiao Jun said respectfully.

"Alright, take your clothes and go down the hill quickly. This is the end of the fate between the teacher and you, after you go down the mountain, don't mention me to anyone. And don't talk to others about what I have taught you, as if the teacher didn't exist and never appeared in your world. ”

"My wish has come to an end, it's time to travel all over the world...... the old man said, without looking at Xie Jun again, he turned around and wanted to walk deeper into the woods.

"Master......" The young man's expression suddenly became grief-stricken, and he suddenly knelt on the ground and said with a crying voice: "Master, where are you going?" Why is our fate over? ”

"The division is now old, and for more than 30 years, I have been cultivating military talents for the country. I have been waiting for thirty years and cultivating for the person I want in my heart to appear.

In the past 30 years, I have forgotten to marry a wife and have children, to forget those comrades-in-arms who once fought bloody battles together, to enjoy a better life, and to forget my parents and fellow villagers in my hometown. It's finally time for me to get my wish today, and it's time to go back and see them. ”

"In the past, I always thought that cultivation was my ultimate goal, but I didn't want to cultivate anymore, cultivation was too hard, too hard, and besides, my wish was already fulfilled, and I didn't have anything to worry about. You have all received my true biography, and it is up to you to go so far. ”

"Jun'er, you are better than the twelve kings of special forces that I have personally cultivated, and you are the real king of special forces. As a teacher, I believe in you, with your talent and cultivation talent, you will definitely make a difference in the future! Now your brothers and sisters have all been selected into the ranks of the strongest soldiers, and they have also entered the legendary special operations force. And you are the only teacher who will never allow you to enter the ranks of the strongest soldier kings like your senior sisters and brothers. ”

"The reason why the division let you join the army and start from the bottom is because a real soldier needs to be tempered and tempered! Only those who have truly experienced the military career are called qualified soldiers. ”

"Master introduces the door, and the cultivation is personal! Okay, it's time for the teacher to go, you take care of yourself! ”

Qiao Jun looked at the back of the master who was gradually moving away, his heart was panicked, and tears almost fell, but he held back, the master never liked people who cried and cried.

Qiao Jun kept kneeling, even if the master had walked far away, he still knelt. It wasn't until noon that Qiao Jun slowly stood up, at this time, his two calves were already a little paralyzed on his knees, and after he stood up, he shook for a while before his legs recovered as before.

Qiao Jun stood there like a thousand-year-old statue, standing there, motionless. But in his mind, he kept recalling the bits and pieces with his master, and his heart was abnormal.

He had no father or mother since he was a child, and it was the master who picked him up and raised him. Now in this world, his dearest and most respected master is also gone, he is not sad, he is not sad, it is fake.

In order to train him to become a real iron-clad soldier, Master often trained him harshly, never let him be lazy, and his daily basic training was more than five or six times stronger than that of a real special soldier. If someone else runs 10 kilometers, he has to run 60 kilometers, and if someone else does 500 push-ups, he has to do 3,000 times.

There is no way, he is a cultivator, and his physical strength and physique are dozens of times stronger than ordinary special forces.

The 'Jiuyang Sutra' and the 'Great Shift of Qiankun' taught by the master are broad and profound, and since ancient times, they can be described as undefeated and peerless. At that time, Zhang Wuji was talented and intelligent, but he still left people with regrets that he could not really integrate the ninth layer of the 'Great Shift'.

Now he, Qiao Jun, has integrated all the true keys of these two great learnings, which can be said to be unprecedented and unprecedented.

Qiao Jun felt the strong internal force in the meridians of the dantian and his whole body, and the sadness on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a great self-confidence.

A soldier, he wants to be a real soldier, a soldier who makes the master look down on him, and a soldier who makes the enemy fearful......

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