The Omnipresent Martial Arts Sage

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The personal terminal in front of Wei He flashed instantly and entered an interface similar to a chat dialog box.

Many people are chatting in full swing in the interface.

On the right is a row of student names and avatars.

Among them, Sri Lanka, Stanley, Yuna, and others are all on the list.

"Welcome Wei Chu to the group."-Sri Lanka.

"Welcome, welcome."-Evie.

Except for a few people who greeted and welcomed them, the others were still talking about the previous events.

"Yona and Stanley were selected into the reserve, should they go to Center Star for further training, right?"

"In 11 years, from Shadow Worm to successful genetic adjustment, this speed is fast even in previous special training camps. It is indeed the top genius of our class."

"Did Teacher Lister say when they will leave?"

"Not yet, but it should be coming soon. The training time should not be less than ten years. I envy..."

"Envy, work **** your own."

The main chats were young talented students. Older students mostly dive without saying a word.

From this group, Wei He probably learned about the situation of the students in the special training camp who graduated together.

Some of the classmates at the time remained intact, quietly providing for the elderly.

Some of them are gradually showing up in the open air, and they are gradually emerging in the Ministry of Security, Administration, and large companies.

In ten years, most of these people have already held certain positions in their own offices.

Although none of them are too high, they can be regarded as the backbone of the entire silver belt area.

More than half of them became storm-level. The rest are mostly veterans or young talents who have had accidents.

Not everyone has been in the security department, and many of them have left to go to private companies.

The benefits of private companies are much higher than those of the Ministry of Security.

Everyone has their own circumstances and their own choices.

Snapped.

Wei He closed the terminal and stopped watching.

Seeing the time, I can get off work in fifteen minutes.

"Practice for another fifteen minutes."

He closed his eyes and once again entered the visual simulation state of Xinghai Lingfa. Continue spiritual exercises.

There is no shortcut to power. The gap is gradually accumulated from every minute and every second.

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August 5th, nine o'clock in the morning.

Marriage Registry in Silver Belt District.

"Congratulations to both of you."

The staff handed two books representing the marriage relationship to Wei He and Bi Lian at the table.

"From today, you are truly legal couples. Your marriage is protected by the sacred empire. May the stars always be bright, and you may always be as clear as new."

"Thank you." Wei He and Bi Lian stretched out their hands at the same time, each holding their own booklet.

Wei He was in a daze. He couldn't remember how many years ago he got married last time.

The only thing he could remember at that time was Wan Qingqing standing on the small boat in the middle of the lake, playing the flute gently.

And now.

He watched the scene before him.

Bi Lian with long green hair and black hair in a white dress, standing under the bright golden sunlight, gently shook the red notebook in her hand.

An inexplicable sense of steadfastness rushed to Wei He's heart.

He looked at Bilian in front of him.

Reach out and grab her hand.

After hesitating, Wei He stopped talking, his eyes faintly stunned.

"What's wrong..." Bi Lian asked in a low voice, widening her eyes.

"Sorry... the wedding can only be simplified." Wei He replied.

"I know, it's okay." Bi Lian laughed, her eyes like crescents.

"Actually, there was enough money, but..." Wei He didn't say anything.

His mouth was blocked by Bilian's hand.

Wei He also stopped talking.

In fact, the money was enough before, but later in order to make up for Bilian's various expenses for training psionics and colonies...

As a genius, even a genius who hopes to step into the light, every time he exercises his psychic energy, he must maintain the previous rate of progress and consume a lot of materials.

Coupled with the progress of Wei He's own psychic exercises that he maintains every month, he also needs a lot of medicinal materials.

Of course, these consumption can also be reduced, but in exchange for slower progress.

This is something Wei He cannot tolerate.

So he didn't let Bi Lian know, he quietly went to help her make up for these logistics.

The two left the registration office, drove a large circle along the edge of the silver belt area, and played happily all day.

Then the next day, under Bilian's lead, went to visit Saluto's house.

Before Wei He was arrested, Bilian's mother also came forward for the Salutuo family to ask the family elders to intercede.

So no matter how Bi Lian persuaded, Wei He still decided to visit his mother-in-law once. This was the basic etiquette.

No matter what changes will happen in the future, in essence, Wei He is still a relatively traditional person.

Even if you don’t get married anymore, you should talk to your parents about marriage.

The wealth of the Saluto family is extremely astonishing, but in the silver belt area, it is only a branch of the family.

Bilian and Ludi’s mother, whose full name is Doxiali Danius, runs the largest advertising agency in the Silver Belt.

And her residence is in the most prosperous core of the Rainbow District, inside a large white manor covering at least a thousand square meters.

"I'm glad you still remember me as an old man."

Dorxiali put his arms around his chest, looking indifferently at Bi Lian and Wei He sitting in the living room.

She did not turn them away, but treated them like ordinary people, invited them to the house and brought them tea and snacks.

"Since I have decided to be together thoroughly, I will live my life well in the future."

Doxiali looked over his daughter and fell on Wei He.

"It stands to reason that I shouldn't let you in, but you not only saved Bilian, but also Ludy. So..."

She didn't know how to treat Wei He.

Unwilling, grateful, sad, helpless.

A lot of emotions are intertwined, so she can't say the rest.

In fact, if someone told her a long time ago, Bilian would marry an old man two hundred years older than her.

Moreover, this old man was still an ordinary junior officer with no capital and talent.

She would definitely slap it on the spot.

But now...

Inside the splendid and splendid manor hall.

Wei He and Bi Lian sat side by side, holding their hands lightly, and Duo Xiali sat opposite them.

The three fell silent for a moment.

"Since the relationship has been broken, what do you still run over here?" Suddenly a sharp voice floated from not far away.

A white-haired woman in a red short skirt stepped in small steps and walked into the door, looking at Bilian Weihe who was sitting.

"I have already given up the right of inheritance notarized, so don't think about making money from here." The woman has a gorgeous face, but the words she said seem to be bitter and mean.

"It's just a big event such as marriage. Be sure to come over and announce it." Wei He said calmly.

He glanced at Bi Lian, who was a little cramped and kept silent.

"Since it has been said, let's leave first." He stood up, pulled Bilian up, bowed to Doxiali, turned and left.

At the age of more than three hundred years, Doxiali is also a strong illuminator, so it doesn't count as a loss to salute her.

But who is the woman in the red dress?

When she spoke, Dor Xiali was just silent, and did not say anything to stop it.

Bi Lian didn't say a word either, at first he asked Wei He to pull her up. Instead, she grabbed Wei He's hand and took the initiative to leave.

When she walked to the gate, she glanced at the gorgeous and exquisite decoration on the door, as well as the thick and expensive carpet on the floor.

The price of the clothes worn by himself and Wei He was not even as expensive as a carpet on the ground.

But she was clearly dressed cheaply and plainly, but she had peace in her heart that she had never had before.

She looked back at her mother, bowed again, and resolutely pulled Wei He together, opened the door and left.

In the hall.

Doxiali gave the woman in the red dress a cold stare.

This woman is her sister. I have always been kind to Bilian before, but now I see Bilian give up her inheritance rights, and in the future, she may lose the possibility of advanced illumination due to lack of good training.

So this guy ran out to be a demon again.

But Dor Xiali didn't say anything. Since all this was Bi Lian's choice, she should let her bear it.

"Sister, look, how long have Bilian and this poor boy been together? Even our relatives don't recognize it. It's really unconscionable.

Take a look at my family Shajie. A few days ago, I went on a trip with Julie from Colonel Longbottom's house. I came back and brought us a lot of specialties. This is to keep our family members in mind wherever we go. "The woman in the red dress began to gurgle non-stop again.

Unlike a genius like her sister, she is just ordinary people who use expensive materials and technologies to force life extension and maintenance to maintain her current state.

"That's it." Doxiali interrupted coldly. "No matter what happens in the future, that is her choice. It has nothing to do with the Saluto family. In the future, Bilian's resources and permissions will all be transferred to Ludi."

"That's it? How can there be such a statement." The woman in the red dress sneered, "Look, she regrets it. By the end of a hundred and eighty years, the talent is bleak, ideals are defeated by reality, and the gap will be pulled too hard. The point of imagination."

"Generations, generations, the gap is so completely widened..." The woman in the red dress looked down and seemed to think of something, with a complicated tone.

"After a few decades, maybe it will be two classes..."

"One step difference, step difference..."

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Silver Belt District Pharmacology Center.

Isolate the dispensing single room.

Beep...

The deployment incubator emits a reminder that the time is up.

Wearing a sterile isolation gown, Wei He opened the incubator and took out a row of three spiritual potions from it.

The dark red potions are neatly arranged on the synthetic support, shining with faint fluorescence.

This is all the savings he has accumulated for several months.

The income from the store, plus the income from helping Dibang dispensing medicines, are all here.

Three medicines, nearly two million in funds.

Looking at the potion in front of him, Wei He turned on the personal terminal and turned on the psychic meter.

‘The second level of Xinghai Spirit Technique, 88% progress. ’

"I take one by myself, and the other two can be exchanged for two million cash from Dibang..."

Wei He picked up one and drank it with his head up. The soul potion could not be taken continuously. Up to 2% progress at a time.

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With the medicine under his stomach, Wei He's psychic energy seemed to be injected into a thin thread of coolness. Began to grow slowly.

The spiritual progress also jumped from 88 to 90 in one go.

"If everything goes well, you should be able to break through the second level of spiritual law, reach the third level, and reach the limit of psychic power in three years."

Wei He calculated in his heart, and then settled down, carefully controlling the psychic power that had just exploded.

He knew in his heart that the psionic limit was so good that he could easily complete genetic adjustments by himself.

But with ten times the psionic energy behind, it’s not so easy.

Countless people are stuck on the requirement of ten times psionic power.

Wei He is also ready to live a long time at ease and exercise psychic abilities.

As long as the gene is adjusted, his lifespan will be further extended, and he will be able to conceal the trouble of unlimited life limit at that time.