Under the moon, in the pine forest, in the snow.

Baota Peak.

A monk in blue was walking alone. He looked very young, walking with a faint wind, his chest and waist were straight.

He walked very slowly, sometimes staring at the distance and frowned, probably thinking about some difficult problems. He seemed a little confused, but if he looked closely, he could find that his pace was extremely stable, and each step was one foot and seven inches, no more or less, as if he had measured it.

How could a cultivator who can walk like this be confused?

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the pine leaves shook a few times, falling down a large piece of snow, about to fall on the boy.

Before the snow fell, it spread out strangely, turning into thousands of regular snowflakes, falling to the ground without any sound.

This made people notice that the boy walked in the snow for a long time, but he did not get any snowflakes on his body.

The boy suddenly stood up and stared forward, his expression slightly changed.

There was another person in the pavilion in front of him, looking at him calmly, with a smile on his lips, which was Zhou Shu.

"Senior?"

The boy stood there, bowing with a little vigilance in his eyes.

A cold light suddenly flashed across the long sheathless sword on his waist. The cold light flashed by again under the cover of the snow and moonlight. It was difficult for ordinary immortal cultivators to see that a few rays of sword intent had followed, covering their bodies like armor.

Zhou Shu looked at him and showed a hint of satisfaction.

He said slowly, "Are you Lei Yuan?"

Lei Yuan said calmly, "I am a disciple of the Heyin Sect. Lei Yuan, I don't know who the senior is, why he appears in the Heyin Sect. Please tell me clearly."

He didn't know Zhou Shu.

In fact, among the disciples of the Hokkien Sect who have come in over the past few decades, almost few people have seen Zhou Shu, and only heard of his name and respected his virtues, because Zhou Shu is basically not in the sect, and he is very low-key when he comes back and basically will not show up. Most of the sects are hosted by several elders. Of course, not seeing it before does not mean that he does not know it. The name Zhou Shu is well-known in the Hokkien Sect. Any disciple knows that the situation today is all done by Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu smiled, "I have my own reason for appearing here. I am also an elder of the Heyin Sect. And do you think who will be able to break into the Heyin Sect's Baota Peak silently? You know, Sect Master Zhou is in the sect."

"That's right, elder."

Lei Yuan nodded slightly and bowed, "Forgive me for taking the liberty. I haven't returned to the sect for many days, and I don't know that there are a few elders in the sect."

There was still some doubt in the words, but there seemed to be some belief.

Zhou Shu stared at him and asked with interest, "Lei Yuan, four years ago, you were only in the Golden Pill Realm. Now that you have returned from your training, you are already a monk. Moreover, your sword intent has also improved. You have already seen the way that the sword can turn with your heart. How did you do it?"

Lei Yuan's face was slightly calmer and said, "Elder, I have some chance."

"Oh, what's the chance?"

Zhou Shu seemed to be thinking, but he became more interested.

"Does the elder have to know this?"

Lei Yuan looked at Zhou Shu, looked at him with eyes facing each other, without any fear in his eyes, and said slowly, "I think this should be my personal secret."

"That's right, hehe."

Zhou Shu smiled indifferently, "Others can't take away personal opportunities. I'll ask, I just want to know you better, it doesn't matter if you don't say it. Look at this thing, which one is better than your opportunity?"

He waved his sleeves and brushed out, and a strange-shaped strange flower appeared in front of Lei Yuan.

"Lingwulan?!"

Lei Yuan was shocked, unable to suppress his excitement, and exclaimed, "Senior, is this the martial arts flower Lingwulan?"

Zhou Shu said lightly, "No, I'll give it to you, you can accept it."

Although Lingwulan is a rare treasure and a first-class rare item among the sixth-level spiritual objects, it is no longer worth mentioning to Zhou Shu now.

Lei Yuan stared at Ling Wulan for a long time, turned his head reluctantly, and bowed, "Senior, I dare not accept the reward without any merits."

Zhou Shu's eyes suddenly turned cold, and a hint of chill appeared, "It is normal for seniors to give gifts to juniors, so why don't you accept them?"

"It's too precious. Senior, I've never done anything but got such a treasure. I'm inevitably worried about it and think about it, which will affect my mind. This is really not a good thing for me. Moreover, I have a clear plan for my future path and don't want to change because of Ling Wulan... Moreover, I'll get it with my own strength in the future."

Lei Yuan just shook his head, and his tone became more and more firm.

Zhou Shu couldn't help but nodded, bringing out many smiles, "Lei Yuan, you said it very well, then I want to ask you, what will your future path?"

Lei Yuan did not hesitate, "I want to find a way that suits me and achieve a career."

Zhou Shu seemed to have realized something, "Is he going to ascend to immortality?"

"Ascending to immortality is the goal of the younger generation, but not the ultimate goal," Lei Yuan paused for a while and said slowly, "In order to achieve the goal, the younger generation will do things that do not go against their original intentions. The first thing is to reach the realm of tribulation, the realm of Mahayana, and then..."

His eyes were shining, and he seemed to be a little excited, but he seemed to realize something, so he stopped quickly, feeling a little embarrassed.

Zhou Shu smiled, "Why don't you say it?"

Lei Yuan lowered his head and whispered, "I'm sorry for saying stupid words to the lie of seniors."

"No need to say that, you're very good and different."

Zhou Shu said calmly that he was not stingy with his praise. After all, he had only encountered such an immortal cultivator for the second time. He had a rare tenacity in his heart, understood his future, and had a deeper goal. Just like his past self, he also liked and valued more.

"Senior, praise it."

Lei Yuan showed a little joy, but quickly restrained himself, "I'll take this Lingwu Lan back, please take it back."

Zhou Shu nodded, put away Ling Wulan, and said slowly, "Lei Yuan, the sword on your body was refined by yourself. It is said that the sword was born and shocked the Tianhuo Pond, which was shocked for a moment? Can you show it to me?"

"How do you know this for seniors?"

Lei Yuan showed a lot of excitement and immediately agreed, and presented the sword with both hands.

The long sword is light green, like a pool of water. Looking closely, the clear waves are gentle, and a light and shadow that looks like a rainbow carp keeps swimming on the sword, which is very wonderful.

Lei Yuan explained, "This sword is called Hongquan by my younger generation."

Zhou Shu stretched out his finger and flicked his sword body, and a crisp and long sound came out from afar.

He said slowly, "A good name, the rainbow carp can turn into a dragon, and the rainbow spring can become a dragon spring. The artistic conception of the sword is greater than the essence of the sword. The material is not worthy of this sword, so it has a lot of room for promotion, and the seventh level is not the end. You can refine such a fifth-level top-grade magic weapon in the Golden Elixir realm. In the art of weapon, you have a bright future."

Lei Yuan was amazed when he heard this, "How can you know these things? You have such ideas, but you have never said it to anyone."
Chapter completed!