"That's right, Mr. Zhao, what kind of cultivation is that Mr. Zhao has? This is very important to our Qin family." Old Qin also asked with a serious face.

Today, Zhao Dabao asked to take action, which was actually what Mr. Qin meant. He wanted to try Zhao Dabao's true cultivation with the opportunity of provoking the blood knife. After all, the Qin family should determine whether to use all their strength to attack the top families in the province based on Zhao Dabao's cultivation level?

With a calm expression, Liu Zhao said with a solemn attitude:

"Old Qin, as you expected, Mr. Zhao took action this time. With one move, only one move, Mr. Zhao's move, the blood knife Zheng Jiajun spitted seven mouthfuls of blood in a row, and was defeated in a mess."

"What, defeat the enemy with one move? The Blood Sword is famous internationally. It is said that it will break through to the perfect internal strength. How could it be that Mr. Zhao can't even take a move? The source of our Qin family says: The Blood Sword Zheng Jiajun asked a junior-level practitioner of Mingjin three years ago. Although he was defeated in the end, he can withstand more than ten minutes. How many minutes does the Blood Sword take Mr. Zhao's move?"

"How many minutes?"

Faced with Qin Xiangyu's shocked question, Liu Zhao climbed onto his cheeks with a hint of horror. Although dozens of minutes had passed, when I think about it, there was still some of the shock at that time.

"Sister Xiang Yu, I know you have some doubts in your heart. But in the future, don't show any slightest in front of Mr. Zhao. Let's say that, instant kill, real instant kill! And it is instant kill with the external internal energy. Sister Xiang Yu, do you know the hardness of the bullet, right?"

"I know, our Qin family was born in the army. We can't exaggerately say that they grew up in guns and cannons, but bullets are really too ordinary in our family. What? Mr. Zhao has something to do with bullets?"

Unconsciously, the suspicious Zhao Dabao in Qin Xiangyu's mouth became

Dear Mr. Zhao.

"You didn't see the scene at that time. At the moment when the warrior Black Monkey was defeated by Wu Da's fiercest bodyguard, Shadow Xiaoda, drew his gun and fired, and seven bullets in a row were all heading towards the blood knife. What do you think? What's the result?"

"You guess, I said Lao Liu, why do you seem to be talking about storytelling? Tell me quickly, my old man is a little anxious." Old Qin sat down and patted the back of the sofa and urged.

"Old Qin, you are right. What happened in the Blue Ocean today is really like a storytelling, a storytelling like a god."

Hearing this, Old Qin's face quickly calmed down.

He knew very well about his personal bodyguard.

If Liu Zhao could say such a disobedient thing, today's incident would definitely shock Liu Zhao a lot. Perhaps Mr. Zhao's performance was even more powerful and more serious than he imagined.

"Old Qin, the seven bullets that were shot at Zheng Jiajun at that time were cut off by the blood knife. Think about it, the high-speed bullet could be cut off by the steel knife, which means that the strength of the blood knife Zheng Jiajun should be infinitely close to the primary level of Mingjin. Only those with the primary level of Mingjin can see the bullets in nothing."

"What? Seven swords slashed seven bullets at high speed? Zheng Jiajun's cultivation level has reached such a high level?" Old Qin sat upright with a shocked look on his face.

"Yes, the seven-sword slashed seven bullets. But this is not the most shocking thing. The most shocking thing is that the scabbard scalpel that chopped the bullet like a mud was broken by the invisible force in Mr. Zhao's subsequent attack, as easy as breaking a chopstick. Mr. Qin, what is Mr. Zhao's cultivation level?"

"Old Qin, there is another thing I want to explain clearly. The one that was broken by Mr. Zhao's external internal force was not the blood knife, but the scabbard of the blood knife. The scabbard has a hardness and flexibility higher than that of the blood knife. Even such scabbards can be broken. What height should Mr. Zhao's internal force reach?"

At this time, the Qin family's living room was as quiet as breathing, with no sound except for the thick or thin breathing sound.

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, their faces full of shock and horror, as if they saw a huge volcano erupting, exploding out of a mountain collapse and a cracked explosion.

"The Ming Jin is perfect, no, the cultivation of the hidden Jin must be the cultivation of the hidden Jin Jin, otherwise it would not have such power." A 100% affirmation was passed down from Old Qin.

With a fierce slap in the sofa, Mr. Qin stood up with a "huh" sound, wandering back and forth in the wide living room.

The more you go, the more excited you feel, the more excited you feel. The more you go, the more excited you look.

A happy laugh of "Hahaha" echoed in the living room.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Zhao must be a cultivator of the hidden power, it must be. Moreover, Mr. Zhao is so young, he is 100% a core disciple of the major sects and major forces in the cultivation world. Otherwise, he would not be so powerful. Haha, I didn't expect that I would be able to make friends with such a young and powerful cultivator in my old man's lifetime."

"At the age of twenty, a cultivator with the cultivation of dark energy. You said, you have seen such a young cultivator with dark energy. Ah, you don't need to answer, you must have never seen it. That's right, I haven't seen your father at such an age, and you have never seen it."

"Hahaha, a twenty-year-old dark energy cultivator. Do you know what kind of cultivation is that invincible worshipper of the Wang family, the top family in the capital? The early stage of dark energy, the early stage of dark energy, is also the early stage of dark energy. How old is that worshipper? He is over eighty, no, he may be over a hundred years old."

"Expedition, Xiangtao, you say that Mr. Zhao has such a profound cultivation level at his age in his twenties, so what about him thirty or forty? It can be said that if our Qin family had such a cultivator as a backing, our Qin family could develop for at least one hundred years, no, two hundred years, or even longer, and farther!"

Old Qin rubbed his wrinkled hands, and walked around the ground as excited as a child.

Looking at the excited Mr. Qin, Qin Yuanzheng and others were also excited.

They knew the reason why the old man was excited. Similarly, they also knew what it meant to make friends with Mr. Zhao, who had an unknown cultivation level, which meant that their Qin family would have the opportunity to attack the top national-level families like the Xia King's family.

The top family cannot be broken through through more than a hundred years of accumulation. And their Qin family can only exceed forty years. It would be a miracle to achieve such a short development.

Of course, the key to this miracle is Mr. Zhao, who has a hidden cultivation level.

After a brief excitement, Mr. Qin announced loudly:

"Expedition, Xiangtao, Lao Liu, please listen. In the future, Mr. Zhao's position will be placed at the highest point of the family, higher than everyone, including me. At the same time, the clan leader order was issued within the family, ordering everyone to see Mr. Zhao as if they met Mr. Zhao. Everyone should obey Mr. Zhao's instructions and provide all resources to Mr. Zhao. As long as they make friends with Mr. Zhao, the development trend of our family is expected."

Liu Zhao was still relatively calm at this time, after all, he had already

After experiencing the scene of breaking the steel knife, now it’s just a kiss. Liu Zhao asked softly:

"Old Qin, for Mr. Zhao, how do we provide resources? Are we providing material or money resources?"

After Liu Zhao said that, Qin Yuanzheng and others also turned their attention to Mr. Qin. After all, how to provide resources requires Mr. Qin to make a decision like Mr. Qin who has dealt with practitioners.

With a firm wave of his hand, Mr. Qin said decisively:

"The resources are provided without any money or material. These things are not considered resources in the eyes of Mr. Zhao and other practitioners. In this way, Lao Liu, San Yatou, you two mobilize all abilities in underworld and business to find medicinal materials that are more than a hundred years old, the better the age is. As long as you find them, no matter how much money, you must take them for me, and then give them a gift from Mr. Zhao."

It’s true that ginger is still the best, and old Qin’s vision is indeed unique, and medicinal materials are the most needed cultivation resources for cultivators.

After setting the principle of making friends with Zhao Dabao, Mr. Qin told Liu Zhao to appear around Zhao Dabao frequently in the future. First, he could serve him better; second, he could form friendship with Zhao Dabao through regular contact.

At this time, Zhao Dabao was lying loosely on the bed in his room, looking up at the sky outside the window.

After this time, he contacted the internal martial artists on earth, he felt that as a practitioner who practiced the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art, he was in the Xia Kingdom and even the entire secular world, so he had new ideas about his future development path.

The next afternoon, Zhao Dabao called Liu Zhao to come to the community to pick him up at the Qin family.

When he arrived at the Qin family, Zhao Dabao felt that the attitude of the Qin family had changed a lot from before. In the past, except for Mr. Qin and Liu Zhao were very polite to him, Qin Xiangyu was just respectful of etiquette.

But this time it's different, Qin Xiangtao and Xin

Zhang Chunlin, who knew Qin Yuanzheng, was also full of respect, and even contained a kind of worship in respect.

After entering the hall, Zhao Dabao straightened the point and took out three small pills of pills and handed them to Mr. Qin. To be honest, if Liu Zhao had not been very suitable for him at this stage, he might have only taken out one pill.

Looking at Xiao Huandan, who was filled with medicine, an excited light flashed in Old Qin's eyes. It has been forty years, and since he was injured by a palm forty years ago, the pain between his chest and abdomen has been entangled.

This kind of pain is not only a physical torture, but also a mental shackle. Mr. Qin knew that it was this old injury that greatly affected his life span. In recent years, several of his old comrades have passed away due to old injuries.

Mr. Qin asked Qin Xiangyu to take out two small jade bottles and put away the two small Huandan. At the same time, Yan Lingruo, without his consent, was strictly prohibited from using Xiao Huandan.

Immediately, Mr. Qin asked if he was taking Xiaohuandan now? Zhao Dabao nodded in agreement.

After Mr. Qin took Dahuandan, a warm and numbing medicinal force slowly flowed through Mr. Qin's meridians. When the medicinal force reached the chest and abdomen position, the medicinal force gradually contracted into a ball.

When completely wrapping the injured part, Zhao Dabao waved his right hand gently, and a white force appeared on Mr. Qin's chest and abdomen.

Like an elf in the rain, the wind in the field flexibly penetrates into the old wound, driving the power of Xiaohuan's pills to quickly eliminate the wounds of the old wounds.

For a quarter of an hour, amid the comfortable "um" moan of Mr. Qin, his old wound completely disappeared, and even the deep scars that originally existed on his skin became much lighter. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't be able to see clearly.

(End of this chapter)
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