Chapter 149

Light bulb is an ordinary light bulb. It can be seen everywhere on such a large earth. Even in the remote areas, there are almost every household.

In any place, it is not worth mentioning, but only appears in this isolated snow mountain, but can only use two words to describe, that is, miracle!

Under the light, an old man sat quietly on the couch, closed his eyes, humming a tune along with an old recorder.

But it's clear that in the snowy mountains, even wires can't be erected. How do recorders and light bulbs work?

If you take a closer look, it turns out that the old man's body is connected with several wires, which are connected to the light bulb and the recorder. With his movements, there is a faint spark generated and transmitted to the two electrical appliances to maintain their work.

Although such a scene, has seen countless times, but Ren Feng every time to see, but still can not help but admire the heart. As for the powerful man in the holy land who takes the martial arts to become Taoism, if he wants to turn the internal force into electric power, he can do it after spending some time.

But being able to control the power to such an exaggerated degree, to maintain the work of two kinds of household appliances, but also to let the voltage is too high to cause them to be scrapped, which requires the delicacy of human imagination!

Ren Feng looked at the old man's face without a trace of wrinkles, showing a respectful look of admiration, respectfully said: "master."

"Well."

With a faint reply, the old man stopped shaking his chair, but he didn't even open his eyes and did not move. If Ren Feng was not profound and could hear the breathing sound of the other party, he would have thought that he was a dead man.

Seeing the old man silent, Ren Feng's manner became more and more respectful. He lowered his head and whispered, "master, elder martial brother Huolan is dead."

"Well."

The old man's expression was indifferent, and he still didn't even open his eyelids. As a guest Minister of the Green Gang, his status was higher than that of the leader. He sat down with numerous disciples. Did he have to lament for every death?

Besides, Huo Lan is not the most outstanding among his disciples. Regardless of others, he is Ren Feng. Although he is busy with complicated things, his strength is much higher than that of Huo Lan.

Although the old man was dismissive of this, he did not open his mouth to drive others, because he knew that the disciple in front of him was very prudent, and he would not disturb his cultivation for such a small matter.

Only when we are away from the world can we feel the unity of man and nature and gradually improve our cultivation. Otherwise, as an old man, it is not difficult to enjoy happiness in the imperial palace. Why practice in such a bitter place as snow mountain?

Therefore, on weekdays, as long as it is not particularly important, no one in the Green Gang dares to disturb the old man. Even the most beloved disciple, wolf, can visit his master once every three years.

Ren Feng also knew that master's patience was limited, so he quickly continued: "the man who killed him was a young man in his twenties, named Ye Chen."

"Well?"

There was a trace of surprise in the old man's voice. Although Huo Lan could not rank among his disciples, he was still a master of martial arts. Even the disciple Ren Feng in front of him could defeat him, but it was difficult to kill him.

But the old man still did not open his eyes, but a light way: "can have such a talent, but also rare, is he the disciple of Xiao Yijue?"

Ren Feng replied in a hurry and respectfully, "no, it's said that this person's origin is very mysterious, but he doesn't understand the rules and regulations of the river and lake. He can be sure that he has nothing to do with any sect family."

"Oh? It's strange. "

At this time, the old man opened his eyes with great interest. Suddenly, there was a crackling sound of electric light in the air. Even the light bulb on the top of his head seemed to be brighter.

Seeing this, Ren Feng lowered his head in a hurry. This is obviously a manifestation of his mental strength. Let alone the master of martial arts, he is the master of martial arts. If he is caught by this eye, he will have to have trouble with his scalp and tremble all over.

Ren Feng couldn't help sighing: "master, your cultivation is more advanced. I'm afraid it's not far from breaking through the divine realm."

The old man chuckled and said, "it's still far away. In my field, you can't do it by me. It is not too much to say that such a realm is a real immortal. How can it be easily broken through? "

"If you want to step into the realm of God, it is far from enough to rely on physical refining and internal strength cultivation. You must also concentrate on refining Qi to get the road. If I have already reached the divine realm, just opened the eye the moment, appears is not the electric spark, but the real God thunder

Ren Feng listens carefully. He wants to find a notebook to write down all the old man's words. He is a top martial arts sage. He has accumulated his life experience. If he reveals a little, he can make the outside martial arts crazy.

The old man didn't go on talking about it. Instead, he said quietly, "although the young man is powerful, he is just a master of martial arts. You should not disturb me for such a small matter?"

Ren Feng said in a hurry: "of course not. In fact, according to our intelligence in China, he is a true martial saint!""Martial saint?"

This time, even the old man with high vision could not help but move slightly. It was difficult to enter the spiritual realm, and it was difficult to reach the sky. However, it was not easy to step into the holy land from ordinary martial arts.

The old man himself, even though he was extremely gifted, only managed to break through the holy land at the age of 35. Xiao Yijue, who he regarded as his lifelong enemy, became a saint at the age of 30.

But today, there is a martial saint in his twenties?

Although the old man was surprised, he just moved a little, and said, "if he is a saint with his own skills, such talents are really respectable and frightening. However, there are several kinds of secret medicine in this world, which can promote ordinary martial arts to the holy land. However, this method will exhaust all potential, and can not advance in this life."

"That's why the disciple came to disturb you." Ren Feng said in a hurry, "just over ten hours ago, a secret report came from a domestic informant that ye Chen killed Cheng Boxuan, the head of the Cheng family, in front of many warriors."

Seeing that the old man wanted to talk, he added in a hurry: "Cheng Boxuan just set foot in the holy land, and gathered all the elders to display the big battle array of killing evil spirits. However, he was broken by a flick of his finger. From the beginning to the end, he could not touch a finger of Ye Chen. He was played with applause like a child."

"Pa La --!"

Hearing this, the light bulb and recorder in the snow cave suddenly exploded together, and suddenly fell into the darkness of death in silence.