Rebirth – City Cultivation

Northern Canada, Northwest Territories, Big Bear Lake.

The Northwest is one of Canada's closest areas to the Arctic Circle. This area of ​​1.17 million square meters is close to the Arctic Ocean, with a temperature of minus 40 degrees per year and a population of 42,000.

Big Bear Lake is the largest lake in Canada, covering an area of ​​31,000 square kilometers and a water depth of about 400 meters. It is frozen all year round and cannot pass. It looks like a huge ice mirror from the sky.

At this time, on an island in the lake, there is an old man sitting there.

The old man was full of white hair, but his appearance was very young. He wore a white coat, and his body was full of frost. He sat there and did not move, as if he had stood on the lake. In front of him, a thick ice cap was cut out of a thumb-sized ice hole, and he was fishing against the small hole.

But the old man’s fishing is different from ordinary people.

There is no flaw in his hands and no cords. It is just a hand that is empty. From his hand, a white silk thread is spread. This fishing rope seems to be real. It has been extended and went deep into the ice cave, as if I don’t know how many meters away. .

If Lu Tianfeng sees it, it must be stunned.

Lu Jiayun can be soft and can be condensed into silk. But this thread can't last long and will soon disappear. The old man has been sitting here for three days and three nights, and the white silk thread has never been broken, and it is stable like a steel rope. This hand is full of control, I do not know more than the level of Lu Tianfeng.

"Call! Call! Call!"

A helicopter flew from a distance and gradually reduced. When it was dozens of meters from the ground, a figure suddenly jumped into the air.

When he was in the middle of the air, he opened his fierce hands like a bird's wing. The white mist spread from behind his back, and the mist condensed into an umbrella, which made him float on the ground.

The figure came over and was a middle-aged man in his 30s and 40s. The man has a black hair, but his appearance is sharp and angular, his eyes are deep, and he is very beautiful. He is a big mixed-race guy. If you are seen by a female domestic fan, you must scream.

If there is an upper class in North Canada, it will be recognized. This mixed-race man is a leader of the Canadian Chinese Circle. He has many glory and parliamentary status and is respected. More faintly, he is the leader in the Chinese circle. Hongmen is a big man, secretly controlling the trading of many arms, casinos, poisons/products, and the profits flowing in his hands are on the billions of dollars every year.

However, the mixed-race man walked to the old man’s side, but he was very respectful and used the Chinese words:

"teacher!"

"Ok!"

The old man slowly opened his eyes.

‘Oh! ‘The sky is like a lightning bolt, and the snow falling in front of the old man is suddenly vaporized. The eyes of the old man have been condensed as essence and can interfere with reality.

The mixed-race man saw it, but he was deeply under the head.

He knows that this is because the spirit of the old man is already strong enough to overflow. Thinking of this, the mixed-race man is full of admiration: "Lei, you are getting closer and closer to the gods."

"It's still a long way off." The voice of the old man was a little hoarse, as if he had not spoken for a long time. "The gods are rare, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, with martial arts into the sacred world, there are only a handful. I am only practicing the true spirit to perfection, and the peak of evolution."

"Inner strength training, reforming the atmosphere, and practicing the gods."

"If you want to step into the realm, it is not enough to rely on the flesh and the infuriating. The gods are like gods. You must temper your spirits to the void to generate electricity. You can have a chance to see the high martial arts." ”

The old man said one word at a time, the mixed-race man stood up and stood upright, not afraid to miss a word.

Because the old man said, it can be said that the highest level of secrets of the world martial arts, the general master can not touch, and only the old man and other unsuccessful characters can be realized.

"You are here, what are you looking for?" The old man said slowly, finally asked.

He has been in the Arctic ice sheet for ten years. He is fishing for refining every day. When he is thirsty, he drinks ice and lake water. When he is hungry, he kills the beast and feeds the hunger. It is relying on the remote and lonely, extremely quiet environment, he can put his heart into the martial arts, concentrate on the same, and gradually combine his infuriating spirit with the infinite vitality between heaven and earth, and the martial arts gradually become more and more beautiful.

This mixed-race man is the most outstanding disciple of his men. Instead of controlling half of the Chinese circle in North America, he will never bother to disturb his practice if he is not necessary.

"Lei, Lin Hu is dead." The mixed-race man bowed his head.

"Yeah." The old man did not move.

He has many disciples, and Lin Hu is only one of them, not outstanding. If you die, you will die. If every disciple has to come to him, how can he still have time to practice martial arts?

"The person who killed him is a seventeen-year-old boy." The mixed-race man continued.

"Oh?" The old man seems to have raised a little interest.

Although Lin Hu is not excellent in his disciples, but also the peak of internal strength, he has to pass his thousand secrets.

Such a big master was actually killed by a 17-year-old boy, even if the old man's knowledge of the city, it is slightly strange. However, it is only a slight surprise.

He is now standing at the top of his life, looking at the world's opponents, not the mythical characters who can't avoid the world, only a few people. Such a young talent, he has seen a lot in his life, and even killed a few, nothing.

"The name of the man, Chen Beixuan, stepped into the realm not long ago and was revered as the "juvenile master"!" The mixed-race man said again.

"Juvenile Guru!" The old man was slightly moved.

How difficult is the master's way! The old man was only 30 years old when he touched this realm. A 17-year-old boy can actually enter the guru's realm. It is terrible and terrible. However, when it comes to the realm of the old man, I also know that there are several special secret laws or magic drugs that can force people into the realm. However, such a secret law, I am afraid that only those who are truly hidden or old monsters.

Moreover, this kind of transformation has the potential, and there is almost no future.

"Yes, three days ago, China came to the news. The man was in the face of many warriors, and killed and killed Lu Tianfeng, the owner of Linzhou Lujia!" The mixed-race man trembled, even though he heard this many times. The news still feels incredible:

"And the spectators said that Lu Tianfeng was in his hands, like a toy. From the beginning to the end, he did not hurt the person. It is speculated that the man is a double master of the "transformation and cross-training" both inside and outside."

"Hey!"

The silk thread in the hands of the old man was broken, and the broken silk thread did not disappear, but instead floated on the ice, as if it were substantial.

"Lei!"

The mixed-race man was shocked.

He knows that his teacher has maintained this thread since he had been suffering from this ice sheet. Infuse the infuriating daily, let it gradually solidify and extend, and finally it is as substantial, and I don't know how many meters grow under the ice cover.

Today, it was broken out of thin air. It can be seen that the old man was unsteady after hearing the news.

"No problem." The old man's face does not move, but the electric light in his eyes is more and more prosperous, like two bright beams of light. "Lu Tianfeng, though not a weapon, is also a master of fame for decades. He secretly handed me over with me. Although I was defeated by me, if I want to kill him, I can't do it at the time."

I heard that the old man said that the mixed-race man was eclipsed.

This old man in front of him, but the entire Hongmen and even the first recognized overseas master, not the big man. Even he is not as self-sufficient as it is, and how strong Chen Beixuan is.

"Zhang Shiru Long, it is easy to defeat a master. It is difficult to kill a master. It is hard to kill a master like a chicken!" The old man said, suddenly stood up.

He used to squat and look slim. But at this time, the back is quite a bit, but it is like a male peak that is straight into the long sky, and like a peerless swordsman pulling out the Excalibur, the sharpness is exposed, and the pressure is everywhere.

"But that was 17 years ago, today's me. Killing him Lu Tianfeng, why bother?"

The old man said, a fierce slap.

Between the crashes, the 100-meter ice cover with him as the center, all bursts, the lake runs.

In the cracked ice cover, a wire mesh covered with a hundred meters, dense white lines floated out of the air, in the wire mesh, countless squid, lake otter, white fish are struggling, struggling, even including a two meter How long is the seal. But the wire mesh looks slender, but it is extremely flexible, so you can't break free.

"This this"

The mixed-race man is stunned, and the mesh of hundreds of meters in front of him is not real, but pure infuriating. There are thousands of fish in this net, at least several tons. The old man can lift a few tons of heavy objects with only infuriating power. How powerful is this strength!

"A decade ago, I practiced a thread into a silk thread. During the past ten years, I didn't sit here all the time, and I trained this gas net. Ten years later, this net has been spread over 100 meters, and it can be used to bind the dragon. I have This thousand air network, killing him Lu Tianfeng, how do you need to move a finger?"

The old man laughed.

I saw this gas net of hundreds of meters round, even between the jingle, condensed like a steel line, fiercely to the middle of a cage.

"Tear it!"

Numerous fertile sea fish have been cut into countless pieces of meat out of thin air. Each piece of meat has only one finger size and its size is surprisingly consistent. The empty blood rain sprinkled, covering hundreds of meters of icefields, looking from the sky, as if on the icy lake, a blood flower bloomed.

"Lei!"

Mixed-race men can't help but fall to the ground.

These means have been very imaginable. The martial arts have reached this realm and are different from the gods.

The old man held his hand and strode away, not looking at the place where he had been in the past ten years. In the void, his voice came from afar: "Get off, I want to go to China, I will meet this Chen Beixuan."

"Yes, Lei Shi!"

The mixed-race man raised his head fiercely and his eyes were full of surprises.

Seventeen years, since losing to the man like a demon in 17 years ago. The Megatron’s overseas masters have finally regained their talents in China.

"Chen Beixuan, Ye Nantian, you are waiting. This time, my Hongmen will count all the hatred."

Mixed-race men look cold.

Ps: The first is more, the author's bacteria will immediately write the second, and will be three tonight, ask for a monthly ticket. (To be continued.)