The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 149: Snow Mountain Secret Talks

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Chapter 149 Snow Mountain Secret Talks

Light bulbs are ordinary light bulbs, which can be found everywhere on the huge earth, even in the poor and remote areas, and they are found in every household.

It is not worth mentioning in any place, but it only appears on this isolated snowy mountain, but it can only be described in two words, that is a miracle!

Under the light, an old man sat calmly on a recliner, closed his eyes and rested, humming a little song with the old tape recorder beside him.

But this is clearly in the snow-capped mountains, and even the wires cannot be set up. How do the tape recorders and light bulbs work?

Looking carefully again, it turns out that the old man’s body was connected to several wires, connected to the bulb and the tape recorder. Accompanied by his movements, there was actually a faint electric spark generated and transmitted to two electrical appliances. Above, maintain its work.

Even though I have seen this scene countless times, Ren Feng couldn't help but admire every time he saw it. For the sanctuary powerhouse who uses martial arts to enter the Tao, if you want to convert your internal energy into electricity, you can do it anyway as long as you spend some time.

But being able to control the power to such an exaggerated level, being able to maintain the work of two household appliances, but causing them to be scrapped due to excessive voltage, is beyond human imagination!

Ren Feng looked at the old man’s wrinkled face, showing a look of respect and admiration, and said respectfully: "Master."

"Hmm."

With a faint answer, the old man's motion of shaking the chair stopped, but he didn't even open his eyes and remained motionless. If it weren't for Ren Feng's profound cultivation, he could hear the other person's breathing. Sound, I'm afraid I would think that this is a dead person.

Seeing that the old man was silent, Ren Feng's behavior became more respectful. He lowered his head and said softly: "Master, Brother Huo Lan is dead."

"Hmm."

The old man's expression was indifferent, and he still didn't even open his eyelids. As a young gang guest, his status was faintly higher than that of the gang leader. He sat down with countless disciples. Wouldn't he sigh every time he died?

What's more, Huo Lan is not the most outstanding among his disciples. Not to mention others, it is Ren Feng in front of him. Although he is busy with complicated things on weekdays, his strength is much higher than that of Huo Lan.

Although the old man dismissed this, he didn't say anything about it, because he knew that the disciple in front of him was well-measured, and he wouldn't bother him with such a small matter.

Clean cultivating and cultivating, all you need is a quiet and inaction, away from the world, so that you can feel the unity of nature and man, and slowly improve your cultivation. Otherwise, as an old man, it is not difficult to enjoy the blessing in the palace. Why do we need to practice in a difficult place like a snow-capped mountain?

So on weekdays, as long as it is not particularly important, no one in the Youth Gang dared to disturb the old man. Even his most beloved disciple, Crazy Wolf, would have to visit his teacher once every three years.

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

"Huh?"

There was a hint of surprise in the old man’s voice. Although Huo Lan was not ranked among his disciples, he was still a martial arts master after all. Even the disciple Ren Feng in front of him could defeat him, but he wanted to kill him. difficult.

However, the old man still didn't open his eyes, but said indifferently: "It's rare to see someone with this kind of talent. Could it be that he is the disciple of Xiao Yijue?"

Ren Feng hurriedly replied respectfully: "No, it is said that this person has a very mysterious origin, but he doesn't understand the rules of the world, and he runs rampage. You can be sure that it has nothing to do with any sect family."

"Oh? This is strange."

The old man opened his eyes with interest at this time, and suddenly there was a crackling electric light in the air, and even the light bulb above his head seemed to be brighter.

Seeing this situation, Ren Feng hurriedly lowered his head. This is obviously a manifestation of the extreme condensed mental power. Not to mention the martial arts master, but the martial sage. When he is stared at it, his scalp is troublesome and his whole body is shaking.

Ren Feng couldn't help but sighed: "Master, your cultivation level has become more refined. I am afraid that it is not far from breaking through the divine realm."

The old man chuckled and said: "It's still a long way from being a real god, calling the wind and the rain, the clouds and the fog, in my realm, you can't help it. In such a realm, it's not an exaggeration to say that you are a real fairy. How can it be easily broken?"

"If you want to set foot in the divine realm, just relying on physical tempering and inner strength cultivation is far from enough. It is also necessary to concentrate on refining the energy to get the great road. If I have reached the divine realm, the moment I just opened my eyes, I will appear It’s not an electric spark, but a real thunder."

Ren Feng listened carefully, wishing to find a notebook to write down all the words of the old man. This is a pinnacle martial sage who has accumulated a life's experience, and just letting out a little bit of it is enough to drive the outside martial artist crazy.

Don't talk about it, the old man didn't go on, but said lightly: "Although the young man is tyrannical, he is just a martial arts master. Wouldn't you bother me just because of such trivial matters? "

Ren Feng hurriedly said: "Of course not, in fact, according to our intelligence in China, he is an out-and-out martial sage!"

"Wu Sheng?!"

This time, even an old man with a very high vision can't help but move slightly. It is difficult to enter the gods, and it is difficult to go to the blue sky, but it is not easy to set foot in the sanctuary from an ordinary warrior.

The old man himself, even though he was extremely talented, barely broke through the sanctuary when he was thirty-five years old. And that Xiao Yijue, whom he regarded as a lifelong enemy, was sanctified when he was thirty years old.

But today, there is actually a Martial Saint in his twenties?

Although the old man was shocked, he was only slightly moved, and said: "If he is holy by his own ability, then this talent is really respectable and terrifying, but there are also several secret medicines in this world. , You can promote ordinary martial artists to the sanctuary, but this method is equivalent to exhausting all potential, and you can’t make progress in this life."

"This is the reason why the disciple is here to disturb you." Ren Feng said in a hurry, "Just over ten hours ago, a domestic informant sent a secret report saying that Ye Chen killed in front of many warriors. Cheng Boxuan, the head of the Cheng family, was dropped."

Seeing the old man wanting to speak, he hurriedly added: "Then Cheng Boxuan just set foot in the sanctuary and assembled all the elders to display the Beidou Tiangang punish evil array, but he was pierced by a quick finger, and he went from beginning to end. Didn't even touch Ye Chen's finger, and was played between applause like a child."

"Papa!"

Hearing these words, the light bulbs and tape recorders in the snow cave suddenly exploded, and the surroundings were plunged into deathly darkness and silence.