C149 Snow Mountain Secret Talk
C149 Snow Mountain Secret Talk
In any place, it was not worth mentioning. However, when it appeared on this snowy mountain that was isolated from the world, it could only be described as a miracle!
Under the light, an old man calmly sat on a reclining chair and closed his eyes to rest. Along with the old recorder beside him, he hummed a small tune.
However, this was clearly the Great Snow Mountain. Even wires could not be set up. How did the recorders and light bulbs work?
Upon closer inspection, it turned out that on the old man's body... There were several wires connected to the light bulb and recorder. Along with his movements, there were actually faint sparks of electricity being generated. It was transmitted to the two electrical appliances to maintain their work.
Even though such a scene had already been seen countless times, but every time Ren Feng saw it, he couldn't help but praise it in his heart. For Saint Stage Expert who had entered the path of martial arts, he wanted to convert inner strength into electricity. As long as he spent some time, he would be able to do it no matter what.
However, to be able to control electricity to such an exaggerated degree, to be able to maintain the work of two household appliances, and to cause the voltage to be too high, it would cause them to be scrapped. The precision required to do so was simply beyond human imagination!
Ren Feng looked at the old man's wrinkled face and revealed a respectful and admiring expression. He respectfully said, "Master."
"En."
Accompanied by a faint reply, the old man's rocking of the chair stopped. However, he did not even open his eyes. He did not move at all. If Ren Feng's cultivation base was not profound, he would have been able to hear his opponent's faint breathing. He would have thought that this was a dead man.
Seeing that the old man didn't speak, Ren Feng's behavior became even more respectful. He lowered his head and said softly, "Master, Senior Brother Huo Lan is dead."
"Yes."
The old man's expression was indifferent, and he didn't even open his eyes. As a guest elder of Qing Gang, his status was even higher than the Sect Master. There were countless disciples under him. Could it be that every death would cause him to lament?
Besides, Huo Lan wasn't the most outstanding amongst his disciples. Not to mention the others, even Ren Feng who was standing in front of him was much stronger than Huo Lan even though he was busy with many things.
Although the old man didn't care about this, he didn't chase them away because he knew that the disciple in front of him knew his limits. He wouldn't disturb his own cultivation for such a small matter.
To cultivate and cultivate, one needed to stay calm and do nothing, and stay away from the world of mortals. Only then would one be able to feel the unity of heaven and earth, and slowly improve the cultivation base. Otherwise, with the old man's status and identity, it wouldn't be difficult for him to enjoy life in the Imperial Palace. Why would he need to cultivate in such a bitter place like the snow mountain?
Therefore, normally, as long as it wasn't something particularly important, no one in the Qing Gang would dare to disturb the old man. Even Wild Wolf, the disciple he loved the most, would need to visit him once every three years.
Ren Feng also knew that his master's patience was limited, so he quickly continued, "The person who killed him was a young man in his twenties, his name was Ye Chen."
"Hmm?"
There was a trace of surprise in the old man's voice. Although Huo Lan wasn't ranked among his disciples, he was still Martial Arts Master. Even Ren Feng, the disciple in front of him, could defeat him, but it was also difficult to kill him.
However, the old man still didn't open his eyes. Instead, he said faintly, "It's rare to see someone with such talent. Could it be that he is that Xiao Yijue's disciple?"
Ren Feng answered hurriedly and respectfully, "No, I heard that this person has a very mysterious background, but he doesn't know the rules of the Jianghu. He just rampaged around. It can be confirmed that he has nothing to do with any sect or family."
"Oh? That's strange."
The old man opened his eyes with interest. Suddenly, there was a crackling sound of electricity in the air. Even the light bulb above his head seemed to be brighter.
Seeing this, Ren Feng hurriedly lowered his head. This was clearly the sign of the extreme condensation of the Spiritual Force. Not to mention Martial Arts Master, even a Martial Saint would have trouble scaling his head if he was stared at by this old man, and his entire body would tremble.
Ren Feng couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "Master, your cultivation base has improved. I'm afraid it's not far from breaking through to the Deity Realm."
The old man smiled and said, "It's still a long way to go. A true Deity Realm can call the wind and summon the rain. Riding the clouds and riding the fog, you are within my territory. Your life is up to me, and I can't control the heavens. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that he was a true Immortal at such a realm. How could you be easily broken through?"
"If you want to step into the Deity Realm, you have to rely on your physical body and inner strength cultivation base. It's far from enough. You still need to condense your spirit and refine your Qi in order to attain the Great Dao. If I have already reached the Deity Realm, the moment I open my eyes... What would appear would not be sparks of electricity, but true divine lightning. "
Ren Feng lowered his head and listened attentively. He wished he could find a notebook and write down everything that the old man had said. This was a peak Martial Saint who had accumulated his lifetime's worth of experience. Just a little bit of it would be enough to make the Fighter in the outside world go crazy.
The old man didn't continue speaking until this point. Instead, he said with an indifferent tone, "Although that young man is strong, he is merely a Martial Arts Master. Don't tell me that you are here to disturb me over such a small matter?"
Ren Feng said hastily, "Of course not. In fact, according to our intel in Z Country, he is an out-and-out Martial Saint!"
"Martial Saint?!"
This time, even the old man with a high level of vision couldn't help but be slightly moved. It was difficult to break through to the Deity Realm, but it wasn't easy to break through to the Saint Realm from an ordinary Fighter.
Even though the old man was extremely talented, he only managed to break through to the Saint Realm at the age of 35. As for Xiao Yijue, who he had regarded as his greatest enemy, he had entered the sage realm at the age of 30.
But today, a twenty-year-old Martial Saint had appeared?
Although the old man was surprised, he was only slightly moved. He said, "If he entered the Saint realm with his own ability, then his talent is... It was truly worthy of respect and fear, but there were also a few cultivation techniques and secret medicines in this world. He can raise an ordinary Fighter to the Saint Realm, but this method is equivalent to exhausting all of his potential. He will never be able to progress in this life. "
"This is the reason why this disciple has come to disturb you." Ren Feng said in a panic, "Just a dozen hours ago, a secret report came from an informant in the country, saying that this Ye Chen killed the patriarch of Cheng Family, Cheng Boxuan, in front of so many Fighters."
When he saw that the old man was about to speak, he hurriedly added, "That Cheng Boxuan just stepped into the Saint Realm and gathered all the elder to cast the Big Dipper Evil Extermination Formation. However, he was broken through with a flick of his finger, and from beginning to end, he was the one who did it. He didn't even touch a finger of Ye Chen. He was like a child being toyed with in the palm of his hand."
"Crack! Crack!"
Hearing this, the light bulbs and recording devices in the snow cave suddenly exploded at the same time. The surroundings fell into a deathly silence.