Tprm 1170

 "To create fire out of thin air is to allow one's cultivation to have some kind of relevant echo with the energy of heaven and earth, to be able to use one's true qi to mobilize natural factors for one's own use, and to create fire is just the simplest of these."


                "As far as I know, those who were the great masters of the ancient times. With the flip of a hand, they could overturn mountains and swallow the sun and moon."


                Talking about this, a look of longing appeared in the old man's cloudy eyes, for them, this was the ultimate cultivation, but unfortunately, almost 100 percent of people. None of them possess that kind of strength.


                Even in the cultivation world, it has been almost a thousand years since a cultivator like that has appeared.


                Not only do they need to be extremely gifted, but they also need to have a very powerful gong method, and then have complete luck and creation to have that little possibility.


                "But senior, how can the sun and moon be devoured." Chen Ge was a little sweaty.


                He himself was a new-age intellectual with nine years of compulsory education. He knew that both the sun and the moon belonged to extraterrestrial planets, and if this cultivator could devour the sun and the moon, this was simply a violation of the most basic laws.


                "Snap!"


                "You take me for a fool right, it's just a very simple modifying word!"


                Who had thought that after hearing Chen Ge's words, the old man's expression became a little huffy and reached out and slapped Chen Ge on the head, saying indifferently.


                "Hiss ......" After taking the pain, Chen Ge couldn't help but cover his head and suck in a few breaths of cold air.


                "Once you reach a certain level of cultivation, you will naturally be able to sense the connection with the natural energy around you, knowing that it has been raining heavily outside for a few days, right?" The old man was not affected in the least by what Chen Ge said.


                "I know." Chen Ge nodded his head and casually touched his clothes hanging next to him. It had already been baked dry by the fire.


                "Look at the palm of my hand." The old man stretched out his dry hand and reached it in front of Chen Ge.


                Chen Ge fixed his eyes to look.


                Only to see the old man frowning, his palm exerted a slight force, and soon Chen Ge felt some wetness around him, followed by droplets of water gradually appearing on the old man's palm as he watched, becoming a small puddle of water a moment later.


                And the water source was gathering in a steady stream, constantly dripping from the old man's palm and landing on the concrete floor.


                "This is also natural energy?" Chen Ge was a little surprised, never having seen such a tactic before.


                "Of course, my cultivation has been able to resonate with the natural forces around me, just from the torrential rain that has been falling outside for the past few days alone, if I wanted to, I could flood this cave in a matter of moments, do you want to see it?" The old man clapped his hands. He asked with a heady smile.


                "But don't!" Hearing this, Chen Ge immediately refused.


                This cave already belonged to his personal property, if this was castrated. Not to mention the treasures stored here, I'm afraid there would no longer be a way to pry into the secrets of You Long Island.


                "Don't be too surprised, with the nine revolutions of Yuan Shen inside you. As long as your cultivation can reach my level, your strength will naturally be much stronger than mine, I can only mobilise natural energy in a ten kilometre radius, maybe you can mobilise a hundred kilometres."


                Demonstrating these abilities, the old man didn't hide them anymore.


                He stretched out his hand in the direction of the bookshelf, and immediately afterwards, a book on top of the bookshelf flew straight towards him as if it was being pulled by some kind of tug.


                "Snap!"


                He grabbed it steadily, spat on his fingers, and continued flipping through the book.


                Chen Ge didn't stay idle either. After tidying up the rubbish on the stone table, he walked over to the bookshelf he had read before and rummaged through it again.


                --.


                And at this time, the Guo family. Under the butler's orders, all the surveillance in the recent week had been investigated.


                "Where's Chen Ge?" Guo Lintian took a cursory glance at the surveillance and turned back to ask the butler standing behind him.


                "Master, Mr. Chen Ge went out early this morning, saying that he went to investigate something, and it is estimated that he will not be back for two or three days." The butler said.


                "Where is the young man who came with him?" Guo Lintian smashed his mouth.


                "It's inside the guest room. But this gentleman has not been in a very high mood and has not eaten any of the three meals sent to him throughout the day. He just asked our underlings for a few glasses of water." The butler continued.


                "Alas, I guess the higher-ups in China must have put pressure on him to get Liang Lu out safely this time in South Vietnam, but with the information we have now, we don't even know who kidnapped her, let alone rescued her. We don't even know where she is trapped."


                Guo Lintian reached out and pressed his hand on the table and said with a sigh.


                "Master, should we ask for help in your name from the few families and consortia that are close to us. Ask them to help investigate if there have been any kidnapping cases recently, or if they have heard of anything out of place?"


                Don't look like the butler had been following orders, but every moment was spent thinking about how this matter should be resolved.


                "You're right, you go and handle it in my name." Guo Lin Tian frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Right, go and call that special soldier over, since Chen Ge is not here, let him take a look at the surveillance."


                "No problem." The butler answered and immediately left.


                Not a moment later, Bai Xiaofei knocked on the door and entered, the look on his face clearly had some bad look on it. After two days, he hadn't heard from Liang Lu, and even wondered in his mind if he had already met with a poisonous hand.


                "You're surnamed Bai, right?" Seeing Bai Xiaofei enter. Guo Lintian asked.


                "Mm." Bai Xiaofei nodded his head.


                "This is all the surveillance of our manor for the last seven days, and all day today, I've ordered the family's underlings to look at it all. Nothing out of place has been found, and it can almost be ruled out that Liang Lu's situation is not a problem within our Guo family."


                Guo Lintian pointed at the subordinate sitting in front of the computer constantly watching the surveillance, and said.


                "It's not your Guo family, so what should be the situation?" Bai Xiaofei believed what Guo Lintian said, after all, he was present when this matter was discussed yesterday.


                "We don't know yet, I just ordered down with the butler to have some of the South Vietnamese families and consortia that we have good relations with, to help investigate this matter, I think there should be some clues." Guo Lintian got up and poured a glass of water for Bai Xiaofei.


                "Thank you, Uncle Guo." Bai Xiaofei took it with both hands and nodded his head in thanks.


                "You shouldn't feel too much pressure either, if anything really happens to Liang Lu, if your superiors blame you, both me and the Liang family will prove that you did your best." Seeing that Bai Xiaofei was a little haggard, Guo Lintian couldn't help but step forward and pat his shoulder to advise him.


                At Bai Xiaofei's age, he was just about the same as his own youngest son.


                "No, Miss Liang Lu will definitely not have an accident." Who would have thought that after hearing Guo Lintian's words, Bai Xiaofei's eyes abruptly became stern, and even his water cup creaked as he squeezed it.