Chapter 149 (1/2)

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.