Northland Overseas, Northwest Territories, Big Bear Lake.

The Northwest Territories is one of the closest regions to the Arctic Circle, with a radius of 1.17 million square meters, with a perennial temperature of minus 40 degrees Celsius and a population of only more than 42,000 due to its proximity to the Arctic Ocean.

Big Bear Lake is the largest lake in the north, covering an area of 30,000 square kilometers, with a water depth of about 400 meters.

At this time, on a small island in the middle of the lake, an old man was sitting there.

The old man was full of white hair, but his appearance was unusually young, he was dressed in white, and his whole body was covered with frost, and he sat there without moving, like an ice sculpture standing on a lake for eternity.

In front of him, a thumb-sized hole of ice had been carved out of the thick ice sheet, and he was fishing for it.

But the old man's fishing is different from ordinary people, he has no rod or rope in his hand, it is just a hand to raise it falsely, from his hand, spread out a white silk line, this fishing line seems to be real, all the way out, deep into the ice cave, as if I don't know how many meters away.

If Lu Tianfeng saw it, he would definitely be dumbfounded.

Lu Jiayun's hands can be rigid or soft, and they can be condensed into silk, but this kind of silk thread cannot last and will soon disappear and disperse, and 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 as stable as a steel rope.

This mastery of this hand is a few levels better than Lu Tianfeng's.

"Whew! Call! Call! ”

A helicopter flew from a distance, gradually lowered, and when it was tens of meters above the ground, a figure suddenly jumped in volley.

When he was in mid-air, his hands spread out violently, like bird's wings, and white mist spread out from behind him, and these mist condensed into an umbrella shape, causing him to fall lightly to the ground.

The figure walked over, it was a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, the man had black hair, but his face was angular, his eyes were deep, he was extremely handsome, and he was a handsome man of mixed race.

If it is seen by domestic female fans, it will inevitably scream.

And if there are upper-class people in the north, they will definitely recognize that this mixed-race man is a leader in the Chinese circle in the north, with a lot of glory and honorable status, and his status is respected.

Even more faintly legendary, he is the leader of the Chinese circle, the big man of the Gedat Temple, who secretly controls many gray area transactions, and the profits in his hands are billions of dollars every year.

But the mixed-race man walked to the old man's side, but he respectfully restrained his hands and said in Chinese: "Teacher! ”

"Hmm!"

The old man slowly opened his eyes.

"Whoa!"

There seemed to be a lightning bolt in the void, and the snowflakes falling in front of the old man were suddenly vaporized, and the old man's gaze had been condensed as substance, which could interfere with reality.

Seeing this, the mixed-race man lowered his head even more.

He knew that this was because the old man's spiritual power had reached its peak, and it couldn't help but overflow, thinking of this, the mixed-race man was full of reverence and said, "Teacher Luo, you are getting closer and closer to the divine realm. ”

"It's not even close!" The old man's voice was a little jerky and hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"The divine realm is ethereal and rare, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, there are only a handful of people who enter the divine realm with the immortal path, and I am only cultivating the true yuan to perfection at this time, and entering the peak of fusion."

"Build a foundation to practice the body, open the light, integrate the qi, and practice the spirit of the heart, Jindan, Yuanying, etc."

"If you want to step into the divine realm, it is not enough to rely on the physical body and true qi alone, the divine realm is like a god, you must temper your spirit to the realm of the void and generate electricity, and you can have a chance to get a glimpse of the realm of the supreme immortal path."

The old man said word by word, and the mixed-race man stood with his hands tied, his ears straight, and he didn't dare to miss a word.

Because what the old man said can be said to be the highest level of the world's immortal Dao, which cannot be touched by ordinary immortal cultivators, and only unborn characters such as the old man can understand it.

"You're here, what's the matter with me?" After the old man finished speaking, he finally asked.

He has been in retreat on this Arctic ice field for ten years, fishing and refining qi every day, drinking ice lake water when he is thirsty, and killing fierce beasts to satisfy hunger when he is hungry.

It is precisely by relying on the remote and lonely environment that he can devote his mind to the immortal path, concentrate on the same, and gradually combine his true essence with the infinite aura between heaven and earth, and the immortal path gradually enlightens.

This mixed-race man was the most outstanding disciple under him, and he controlled half of the Chinese circle in North America in his place, and would never disturb his cultivation unless it was necessary.

"Teacher Luo, Senior Brother Lin Diao is dead." The mixed-race man bowed his head.

"Hmm." The old man's face did not move.

He has many disciples, Lin Diao is just one of them, he is not outstanding, if he dies, he will die, if every disciple has to come to him if something happens, how can he have time to practice the Immortal Dao?

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

"Oh?" The old man seemed to be a little interested.

Although Lin Diao was not excellent among his disciples, he was also the pinnacle of the late stage of foundation building, and he had to pass on his Thousand Machines Secret Technique.

Such a great master was actually killed by a seventeen-year-old boy, even with the old man's knowledge of the city, he was slightly surprised, but it was only a little surprised.

He is now standing at the pinnacle of the world, looking at the world and rivals, not counting those mythical figures who can escape from the world, there are only a few people, such young talents, he has seen a lot in his life, and even killed a few, which is nothing.

"That person's name is Ye Lingtian, he stepped into the realm of enlightenment not long ago, and he is respected as the 'Young Immortal Cultivator Master'!" The mixed-race man said again.

"Young Immortal Cultivator!" The old man was slightly moved.

How difficult is the path of the Immortal Cultivator! The old man was also thirty years old before he touched this realm.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy can actually enter the realm of cultivating immortals, this genius is really terrifying.

However, when I reached the realm of the old man, I also knew that there were several special secret methods or magic medicines that could forcibly push people into the realm of enlightenment, but that kind of secret method was probably only available to those real hidden world Taoist sects or old monsters.

Moreover, this kind of enlightened realm has exhausted its potential, and there is almost no future to speak of.

"That's right, three days ago, there was news in Yanxia, that person killed the head of the Lu family in Linzhou 'Lu Tianfeng' in front of many immortal cultivators!" The mixed-race man said in a trembling voice, even though he had heard the news many times, it still felt incredible.

"And the spectators said that Lu Tianfeng was in his hands, like a toy, from beginning to end, he didn't hurt that person in the slightest, and there is speculation that that person is a dual master of 'opening light and horizontal practice' who cultivates both inside and outside."

"Smack!"

The silk thread in the old man's hand was broken, and the broken silk thread did not disappear, but floated on the ice, like substance.

"Teacher Luo!"

The mixed-race man was shocked.

He knew that his teacher had been maintaining this silk thread since he came to this ice field for penance, infusing it with true yuan every day, letting it gradually solidify and extend, and finally it was like substance, and he didn't know how many meters it had grown under this ice sheet.

Today, it was cut off out of thin air, which shows how unstable the old man was after hearing the news.

"It doesn't matter." The old man's face did not move, but the electric light in his eyes became more and more intense, like two bright pillars of light.

"Although Lu Tianfeng is not a weapon, he is also a master of immortal cultivation who has been famous for decades, he secretly fought with me back then, although he was defeated by me, but if you want to kill him, I can't do it at that time."

Hearing what the old man said, the mixed-race man suddenly lost color.

The old man in front of him was the number one immortal cultivator recognized by the entire Gedat Temple and even overseas, an unborn big man, even he was inferior to him, how powerful was Ye Ling Tian.

"Immortal cultivators are like dragons, it's easy to defeat an immortal cultivator, it's hard to kill an immortal cultivator, and it's even more difficult to kill an immortal cultivator like a chicken!" As he spoke, the old man suddenly stood up suddenly.

He originally leaned on his body and looked thin, but at this time, his back was straight, but it was like a majestic peak that went straight into the sky, and like a peerless swordsman pulling out a divine sword, the edge was exposed, and he was overwhelmed in all directions.

"But that was seventeen years ago, and I am today. Kill him Lu Tianfeng, why do you need both hands? ”

The old man said, stamping his foot violently.

Suddenly, the 100-meter ice sheet centered on him exploded, and the lake rushed.

In the cracked ice sheet, a wire net composed of dense white lines covering 100 meters actually floated out of thin air, and in the wire net, countless salmon, lake trout, and white fish were jumping and struggling, even including a seal more than two meters long.

But this mesh looks slender, but it is extremely flexible, and no matter how hard you try, you can't break free.

"This ...... This ......"

The mixed-race man was dumbfounded, the silk net in front of him, which was hundreds of meters in area, was not real, but condensed from pure true qi.

There are thousands of fish in this net, at least a few tons of weight, and the old man can lift several tons of heavy objects with just his true qi, how terrifying this strength is!

"Ten years ago, I practiced qi into a silk thread, in the past ten years, I don't sit here all the time, weaving this qi net, ten years later, this net has spread all over the hundred meters, can bind the dragon, I have this thousand qi net, kill him Lu Tianfeng, how can I move a finger?"

The old man laughed.

I saw that the gas network with a radius of hundreds of meters was like a steel wire, and it was violently caged in the middle.

"Tear it up!"

Countless plump sea fish were cut into countless pieces of meat out of thin air, each of which was only the size of a finger, and the size was surprisingly consistent.

The rain of blood sprinkled in the sky enveloped the ice field for hundreds of meters, and from a high altitude, it seemed that a blood flower had bloomed on the ice lake.

"Teacher Luo!"

The mixed-race man couldn't help but fall to his knees.

This kind of means is already very conceivable to people, what is the difference between the immortal path and the gods when it reaches this realm.

The old man took his hands and strode away, without looking at the place in front of him for ten years.

In the void, his voice came from afar: "Set off, I want to go to Yanxia, and I will meet this Ye Lingtian." ”

"Yes, Mr. Luo!"

The mixed-race man looked up sharply, his eyes full of surprise.

It's been seventeen years, and since he was defeated by that man like a god and demon seventeen years ago, this immortal cultivator who is powerful overseas is finally going to return to the hot summer.

"Ye Lingtian, Chen Beixuan, you wait. This time, I, the Gedat Temple, want to bring back all the revenge. ”

The mixed-race man's eyes gleamed.