Just as Song Feiyang was in a daze with incredible face, another ringtone of mobile phone came, which suddenly woke him up from his daze. After taking out his phone, a curious voice came from the opposite side, "Feiyang, have you got the things from the DS era?"

"Fourth Uncle?" Song Feiyang was stunned. He was very familiar with the voices on the other side. His skills were basically cultivated by the man on the other side, and the other party was also ranked second among the five acquired masters of the Song family. Now he is Song Yifang at the fifth level of the acquired realm.

However, after calling out to Uncle Fourth, Song Feiyang suddenly didn't know how to explain what was happening in front of him, so he just said strangely, "I got it."

"Oh? What? Since the last sleepy period of the DSS era, countless people in China have been looking for him. Even many famous medical associations in the international community have invited him, but he has never shown up again. Why are you..." Song Yifang's voice over there was still curious.

"I don't know what it is." Song Feiyang smiled bitterly. He suspected that he had been dreaming now, but the pain just now really didn't look like a dream, especially now that he is in the third level of acquired realm, not a dream. But even if he talks out, he is afraid that it is not a fourth uncle and he will not believe it. "I'll go back soon, you, Uncle Fourth..."

After hanging up the phone quickly, Song Feiyang then put away the printing paper and rushed downstairs.

Outside the first floor of the Yellow River Building, Zhang Mochi, who looked calm, immediately greeted Song Feiyang after seeing him come down, "Big Young Master."

However, in his heart, Zhang Mochi looked surprised, just because Song Feiyang's expression is strange now, which contains countless shocks, incredible and confusion, and even a trace of absent-mindedness. He seemed to have never noticed himself. Zhang Mochi has been following Song Feiyang for more than ten years, but he has never seen him lose his composure, and many questions suddenly popped up in his heart.

"Mochi? Well, let's go back to the old house." Song Feiyang was stunned. Then he realized that Zhang Mochi was not good at saying anything to him. He just waved his hand absent-mindedly and entered the BMW to ride.

Afterwards, he remained in a particularly disobedient mood along the way. However, he saw that Zhang Mochi's doubts became increasingly greater, but he did not dare to ask questions. He just pretended to be countless question marks and drove all the way to the Song family's old house.

Soon, the car drove to a villa area with a face. The buildings in these villa areas were not luxurious, nor were they very conspicuous, and had a bit of ancient atmosphere. However, in Fengyuan Road, the area in the west of Hecheng District, everyone knew it. In this continuous villa area, the Song family of Fujia Hecheng lived.

Indeed, although the Song family is inferior to the He family in terms of martial arts, they are now on the front line of business operations.

In the center of the villa area, in front of an extremely large courtyard. As the guard opened the door, a silver-white BMW entered the inner courtyard. After the car was stable, Song Feiyang pushed the door and got out of the car and strode towards the main hall.

"Big Young Master..."

"Big Young Master?"

The owner of the Song family lived in the house of the older generation of the Song family, including three acquired strong men, and some servants who grew up in the Song family since childhood. When these people saw Song Feiyang's face, they all showed a look of surprise. Song Feiyang had no time to pay attention to it and entered the main hall directly, and then walked upstairs.

"Fourth Uncle."

Just as he went upstairs, a burly old man also walked down from the second floor, officially Song Yifang.

"Feiyang? What's going on? You..." Song Yifang was also particularly surprised when he saw Song Feiyang's face. His little nephew has always been famous for his meticulousness, so why is it like this damn expression now?

"I don't know, Uncle Fourth, please see it yourself..." Song Feiyang said absurdly and strangely, and handed his left hand to Song Yi.

"Yeah?" Song Yifang was stunned. He wanted to investigate his skills by himself. Why did Song Feiyang reveal this at this time? Didn't he go to get what he gave him to him in the DS era? Can the things he gave him to him in the DS era improve his skills?

Song Yifang just thought about this idea and then immediately ejaculated it again. He even sneered that he was old and confused? No matter how superb the medical skills of the DSS era were, it would not be possible to directly improve the skills of their warriors.

In a silence, Song Yifang directly reached out and grabbed Song Feiyang's left hand, and then outputted an internal force. In just a moment, Song Yifang, who was originally indifferent, suddenly stared at Song Feiyang, who was standing under the stairs, and his eyes suddenly opened several times. He stared at Song Feiyang standing under the stairs, and a strange voice that the doctor seemed to scream was directly out of hiss, "Hiss...tsk..."

With an extremely strange expression, Song Yifang suddenly increased the output of his internal strength, and thoroughly investigated the situation in Song Feiyang's body as quickly as possible, and then he suddenly let out an incredible low scream, "After acquired third level? How is this possible?! You only advanced to the second level last year?!"

"I also find it incredible. This is simply a miracle, but I..." Song Feiyang smiled bitterly on his face, "This is what the DS era gave me, but this is definitely beyond my imagination. I still think I am dreaming!"

"What?! This is what the DS era gives you?!" Song Yifang was stunned again, and countless question marks emerged in his mind. The DS era can allow these warriors to advance directly? This... how is this possible?! Could it be that the legendary magic pills that can improve the martial artist's skills actually exist?!

Just when this thought came to Song Yifang's mind, Song Feiyang's words surprised him again.

"What's even more strange, the miracle doctor gave me was not a magical elixir, but a ring, it was this ring. As soon as I put it on, I went straight from the second level of acquired level to the third level. This is simply unheard of, even more miracles than miracles..."

As he said this, Song Feiyang stretched out his right hand and asked Song Yifang to look at the translucent black ring on his index finger of his right hand.

"Ring?! How is this possible?" Song Yifang was really stupid. He had heard of the magic pill. After all, there are still traces to follow in some legends. But a ring can greatly increase the strength of a warrior? Isn't that ridiculous?

At this moment, even Song Yifang felt that he had not woken up. Well, in the famous DS era, this great genius doctor suddenly took the initiative to find his eldest nephew and even gave him a ring to greatly increase his strength? This is definitely an illusion or a dream, and it cannot be true!

"Really, fake? You two?" Perhaps because the two of them had a big voice and their reaction was too fierce, another old man who appeared at some point suddenly came to Song Feiyang's side, and even reached out to grab Song Feiyang's arm, and directly exhaled an internal force.

After seeing this old man, Song Feiyang and Song Yifang both looked calm and hurriedly lowered their heads to say hello.

"grandfather."

"Second uncle."

Although this old man had a long head of white hair, his face was still very rosy. He was Song Lisheng, who was the strongest force in the Song family, the highest seniority, and the only one who could support a small sky in front of He Mingyi of the He family.

Facing the two of them's greetings, Song Lisheng did not react much, but was still exerting internal strength to investigate Song Feiyang's situation. Then, Song Feiyang saw this grandfather who had been extremely majestic since childhood, and seemed to be able to remain calm even if he could not change his face. His face full of majestic national character gradually became funny...

"This... is really the third level of acquired? I heard it correctly? I didn't find it wrong? But how is this possible?! This is too ridiculous..." Song Lisheng's chin almost covered his neck, staring at Song Feiyang in front of him with a dumbfounded look. No matter what, he couldn't believe the facts in front of him.
Chapter completed!