Many of the ideas of the old man of the Qiao family are different from theirs, after all, not everyone has the opportunity to achieve the cultivation of a grandmaster.

This requires opportunity, but also talent.

"Grandpa, you said, this Qin Feng's cultivation has reached the level of the grandmaster?"

Wei Zilong spoke, his eyes flashing with uncertainty.

He really couldn't believe it, looking at that Mr. Qin, he was only about twenty, how could he have the strength of the grandmaster level?

Besides, even if he is a grandmaster, can he still be an enemy of so many great families?

Wei Zilong was puzzled.

And Wei Ziqing was also puzzled.

Grandmaster, how many people are over half a hundred years old is still difficult to reach.

How could a young man in his twenties be a grandmaster?

It's just a fantasy.

Wei Lao looked at their expressions, couldn't help but sigh slightly, slowly opened the desk, took out a few photos and handed them to Wei Zilong.

"Look, this is a top-secret photo from an old friend in the military. ”

Wei Zilong took it and looked down to see that it was a few satellite photos.

The first one is the once rumored deep in the boiling ocean, where purple thunder descends and the sea is sky, but this photo is much clearer than the video on the Internet.

The endless purple sea is shining in the sky, the sea is boiling, and the purple electric light is shining.

What's wrong with this?

Isn't it a space magnetic storm?

Wei Zilong had doubts in his eyes, and looked at Wei Jinghong again, with an inquiring meaning in his eyes.

"You look carefully, look carefully, every inch, every millimeter must be seen clearly, you see what is in here?"

Seeing this, Wei Jinghong's face was slightly angry, pointed to the photo, and snorted coldly.

Wei Zilong's expression couldn't help but begin to become solemn, his eyes widened, and he began to look inch by inch, and above the photo was still an endless sea of purple and shining electric light.

There is nothing peculiar about it.

But as he looked down further, his pupils shrank suddenly, his whole body began to tremble, and layers of fine sweat even oozed from his forehead.

What did he see?

How is this possible?

Wei Zilong rubbed his eyes, stared at the photo tightly, and boundless horror suddenly appeared in his pupils.

Alone.

It was actually a person.

Although he was covered in crimson firelight, he could still see the figure between the heavens and the earth.

On the dim and turbulent sea, in the void among the terrifying and destructive purple thunder, he was holding a long knife, like a demon god, like an emperor.

Wei Zilong's heart suddenly felt an irrepressible throbbing.

Fighting with people is endlessly fun.

Fighting with the ground, the fun is endless.

Fighting with the sky, the fun is endless.

He hurriedly took out the second photo and looked at it intently, but the sweat on his forehead was even more turbulent, and beads of sweat the size of beans were rolling down.

If the first photo is still a little blurry, then the second one can be said to be very clear.

In the void, above the azure sea, the endless space was shattered, and the turbulent sea water hung upside down, and two figures, one red and one gold, stood in the air.

The crimson sword and the golden virtual image bombarded wantonly.

On the sea, countless warships were cut off by blood-colored swords and slowly sank towards the sea.

Crazy!

Bloodthirsty madness!

Wei Zilong only felt that his mouth was dry, and he couldn't help but pull his collar.

He took out the third photo, his eyes only shrunk into a point, boundless throbbing, boundless yearning like a tide permeating him.

There is nothing on the third photo, only a back, an illusory back.

With a black robe, waist-length hair, and white palms as white as jade behind him, he walked quietly in the void, and in front of him was a dark and deep space crack like a black hole.

But judging from the photos, a sense of historical simplicity and profundity has come to his face, which makes him feel very depressed, and his heart can't help but tremble, and he even wants to kneel and worship.

Wei Zilong didn't know how long this person had lived, but he was sure that the person in the photo would never be more than thirty years old on the surface, or only about twenty years old.

This is the real master.

A hidden immortal.

Wei Zilong put down the photo in his hand, exhaled a deep breath, looked at Wei Jinghong again, bowed slightly, and said, "Grandpa, my grandson has been taught." ”

Wei Jinghong's face showed kindness, looked at him, and said in a deep voice: "Zilong, this world is far more simple than what we see. ”

"Do you know how powerful the person in the photo really is?"

A strange smile leaked from Wei Jinghong's face, and he said in a low voice: "With one sword, he can split the thousands of walls of Huashan, and with one palm, he can turn half of the city into ruins." ”

"Scientists estimate that he alone can destroy a country. ”

"The most powerful weapon in the world, the nuclear bomb, is still helpless against him. ”

"Power, in their eyes, is not a fart. ”

"Strength is the true meaning!"

"Just like Long Zhentian back then, one person pressed countless families to bow down. ”

"Can you believe it?"

"This is the power of a martial arts master. ”

"That's the power that a person can have. ”

Wei Jinghong whispered to himself in his mouth, looking at Wei Zilong's eyes with a hint of admonition, and continued:

"Zilong, then Mr. Qin must have something to rely on. ”

"It's just that no one else knows, and whoever thinks he's just a young man who doesn't know anything about the world will definitely suffer a lot. ”

"We won't be participating in the Luo family's birthday banquet tomorrow. ”

"I dare to say that even if the Tang family, the Chen family, and the Gong family can gain the upper hand, they will have to break their teeth. ”

There was a hint of warning in his voice, Wei Jinghong stared at Wei Zilong and Wei Ziqing, and said, "Don't get too close to that palace Qianye, he is too hypocritical." ”

"If you get too close to him, sooner or later you will be left with no scum left. ”

"Until the ten-year war comes, you will stay at home, or go to the military district, and don't walk around outside. ”

Seeing that both of them looked pensive, Wei Jinghong looked at Wei Zilong again, with expectation in his eyes, and said: "The new change has begun, and the sharp blade of the Jiangnan Military Region will also begin to change." ”

"The country has realized the power of martial arts masters and is ready to train them on a large scale, and the special forces of each military region are the first batch. ”

"Zilong, you must seize this opportunity. ”

"It won't be long before Grand Commander Duan Changkong will definitely recruit martial arts masters to the military region, this is your chance, a chance to become a strong man. ”

"Well, grandpa, I won't let you down. ”

Wei Zilong's eyes flashed, his fists clenched, and his heart beat wildly.

A simple and mighty figure faintly appeared in his mind, stepping on the void and ascending to the sky.

What a desirable scene.

Good man, stand up to the sky and stand proudly in the sky!

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