Old Mr. Miller said: “The refinement and strengthening of any force is a slow process. Moreover, after the power is cultivated, you want to further refine and strengthen it, which in itself is a very difficult process. Even if you want to strengthen, there is no way to do so. The Titan people’s Power Evolution Secret Method is extremely valuable and is not weaker than the ultimate Secret Method inherited from Hyacinth and Holy Land. The method of the Secret Method. The so-called practice makes perfect, no one can help you on this point, you can only rely on your diligent practice, more feel.”


    Jason thought about it, there is really no shortcut in this regard.


    However, when I think about the posture when practicing Power Evolution Secret Method, it is really a big challenge. The need to stay in that half-squatting position really tests one’s stamina and physical ability.


    “Old Mr. Miller, did you not practice this Secret Method? Have you tried it. See if you can also refine and strengthen your own Agist Force?” asked Jason.


    Old Mr. Miller said: “Titan people have a unique bloodline and are born with divine power. Therefore they only need to stimte their own physical power. Agist Force is different from the cohesion and operation of the body force. So, the Power Evolution Secret Method is not entirely suitable for Agist Force, and the old man still needs to study and modify the techniques that are suitable for Agist Force refinement and strengthening.”


    “So that’s how it is. Then we’ll just have to wait for Old Mr. Miller to do your research.” Jason opened his mouth, and remembering something, he could not help but ask curiously, “What is the highest level of strength in Hyacinth, the Saint Master Stage is the highest level?”


    “The Saint Master Stage is the Sacred Level, and for now, the Sacred Level is the highest level.” Old Mr. Miller spoke, and then his old eyes shone brightly as he continued, “But there is no end to martial arts. As I see it, the highest level ofbat does not stop at Sacred Level. These years, the old man is also thinking about this problem.”


    Jason’s eyes lit up and he smiled and said, “Yo, Old Mr. Miller, from the tone of your voice it’s hard to say that you still have the certainty or opportunity to break through above Sacred Level?”


    Old Mr. Miller red at Jason and said, “What kind of tone are you taking? There is nothing difficult in this world, only those who have the will to do it. How do you know if it will work or not if you don’t try?”


    “So Old Mr. Miller, yourbat skills are now at Sacred Level?” Jason asked, leaning over and asking.


    Old Mr. Miller took a drag on his cigarette and shook his head, “Technically speaking, no. Decades ago, when the old man returned to seclusion, rumors in Hyacinth that the old man COMBAT fell realm, this is not an empty rumor, it is true.”


    Jason frowned and said, “You Old Mr. Miller is not yet Sacred Level, so how to enlighten thebat above Sacred Level?


    “You know nothing. So what if I’m not Sacred Level? There is no one in Hyacinth who has a deeper understanding of Sacred Level than I do. Since I have the sense of Sacred Level, on this basis, why not to think about thebat above Sacred Level?” Old Mr. Miller said with a re.


    Jason smiled and said, “Well, I don’t know what you Old Mr. Miller said anyway. Anyway, I still expect you to break the shackles of Sacred Level one day. I wouldn’t say I’d be walking around Hyacinth at that point. Hahaha.”


    Dang!


    Old Mr. Miller’s hand of dry tobo stick unceremoniously knocked on Jason’s head, looked no good, said: “Feel you kid ask this and that is want to nibble on the old ah, Old Mr. Miller still hope you can give me a long face, you kid actually hit the idea of nibbling on the old.”


    “Old Mr. Miller, you can’t say that. You’re a great sess in yourbat, that’s congrattory, and I’ll get a little credit for it. Do you still want to have ten or eight grandchildren?” Jason said with a grunt.Content ? provided by N?velDrama.Org.


    Old Mr. Miller opened his mouth and exhaled a puff of smoke and said, “You’re just a mouthpiece, one day you’ll really put it into action.”


    “Old Mr. Miller you do not have to rush, smoke less, drink less, so that by the time the body out of what the body want to hold can not hold.” Jason said with a smile.


    “You kid put a hundred heart, the old man’s body bones are good.” Old Mr. Miller said in an old-fashioned way.


    Jason smiled and said, “Okay, okay, okay. It’s gettingte, get some rest,”


    Jason has decided to take Blood Sword to Ghost Doctor Valley tomorrow to find Ghost Doctor, this matter can not be dyed, after all, he can not predict when Ghost Doctor will leave Ghost Doctor Valley.


    Once Ghost Doctor is going to collect the precious herbs in South Forest, who knows when he wille back to Ghost Doctor Valley, so it is good to take Blood Sword to Ghost Doctor as early as possible.


    Listen to Old Mr. Miller’s meaning, there are still some days before the opening of The originator retreat.


    Maybe after going to Ghost Doctor and returning, you can still catch the opening of The originator’s retreat.


    …


    It was alreadyte at night, almost in the early hours of the morning.


    This is also the darkest time of the night.


    In the Farm House Restaurant on the outskirts of the eastern suburbs, there was still a strong smell of blood, but the bodies of the Japanese warriors that were lying on the ground had disappeared.


    Obviously, the bodies of the Japanese samurai who had been killed in the night had been secretly disposed of.


    Hoo! Hoo!


    In the night, there was the sound of carsing from far and near.


    Eventually, three ck cars drove over and stopped right in front of the gate of the farmhouse.


    The door opened, from the car came down a silhouette, came down these people immediately smelled the rich blood smell that filled the air, many people subconsciously frowned.


    A middle-aged man with a tough face had a gloomy gaze in his eyes, and the uniform he was wearing had a unique dragon-shaped emblem, and he was Bobby.


    Bobby’s side stood a feminine and cold young male, a green shirt, the body exudes a dignified aura, the cuff of the right arm is empty, an arm has obviously gone.


    This is precisely the Bradley family’s second son Michael.


    “Chun and the others are all dead, killed!”


    Bobby took a deep breath and said in one word.


    “Jason did it, right?”


    Michael said.


    Bobby’s eyes flickered with coldness, slowly said: “Oakshire, have the ability to kill Chun and his group in one night, and the scene will be clean, only Jason.”


    The cold light in Michael’s eyes shed and he said, “Mr. Bobby, perhaps you should tell me, what is the identity of this Jason secretly?”