One year later.

Lou Kongyu, who was obviously slender, sat in a tea shop in the cultivation world. He ordered a cup of the cheapest spiritual tea and sipped it bit by bit.

There were both ordinary people and monks in this teahouse, but most of the monks who came here to rest were some down-and-out independent cultivators. But even so, for the waiters without any cultivation, they were still "immortals" who needed to be treated with care.

Therefore, even though Lou Kongyu asked for the cheapest spiritual tea, he was greeted with a smile by the waiter.

Even because of his age, the other party was a little more cautious.

There is no habit of respecting the elderly and loving the young among monks. Such a young monk can act alone without the care of elders, so he must have his own abilities.

Of course, Lou Kongyu understood what the man meant, but he just felt ashamed. He had only learned some life-saving methods from the immortal senior, so that he could barely survive in the cultivation world. And when he really encountered a crisis, the senior would not sit idly by, so he was able to stay here safely until now.

…

A year ago, Chu Lu discovered the cold poison in Lou Kongyu.

This poison is called "Severe Frost" and it comes from the world of cultivation.

But even in the cultivation world, it has been lost for many years. If Chu Lu had not once been the head of Taihua Sect, and for some reason had not read almost all the jade slips in the sect's library, I'm afraid even he would not be able to identify the source of the poison.

The cold poison took root in the meridians and the spiritual palace, and almost merged with Lou Kongyu. It was obviously some time old. According to the age of this child, it was naturally brought from the womb.

But when asked about his parents' past, even Lou Kongyu himself knew nothing about it.

It seemed that he was picked up and taken care of by a widowed old woman in the village. The old woman passed away a few years ago, and he had lived alone since then after he saw off his only relative.

There was no clue from Lou Kongyu, and the records of this poison in Taihua Sect were only a few, describing its characteristics and symptoms, but not the detoxification method. Chu Lu was not a medical practitioner, so of course he had no research on this.

But the simplest method is to use spiritual power to force the poison out.

If Chu Lu had a fire attribute spiritual root, he would have done this a long time ago, but his shell this time was a mutant ice spiritual root, which was much more troublesome to operate. At this moment, there was no other suppressing material at hand, and the toxins were not removed, but the cold poison nourished by the spiritual power of the same attribute would freeze the child into an ice cube. Chu Lu could only regretfully give up this simple and quick method and find another way.

After asking, he led the child onto the path of cultivation. When he had made progress in his cultivation one day, he would be able to solve the cold poison in his body on his own.

However, as Lou Kongyu practiced, Chu Lu also discovered the special features of "Shuangyan".

It is indeed unusual that it was specially recorded in the notes of the ancestors.

Obviously, as a person with the triple spiritual roots of fire, wood and earth, Lou Kongyu's spiritual power attributes should be different from those of the cold poison, and they may even be counteracting each other. However, as Lou Kongyu's practice becomes deeper, the poison continues to grow stronger, even to the extent that it can conceal Lou Kongyu's physique. Even if Chu Lu doesn't check carefully, he will think that he has the spiritual root of ice.

Speaking of which, there is no method of detoxification in the notes. Is it because in the judgment of the senior, this is not a poison that needs to be detoxified?

However, Chu Lu is not an expert in this field, so his knowledge of it is limited.

If there is a chance in the future, let this child go to Baicao Valley to find a medical practitioner...

But that is all a matter for the future. With Lou Kongyu's current level as a third-level Qi training cultivator who has no ability to protect himself, he will be at the mercy of others wherever he goes. The most urgent task is to work hard to improve his strength so as to survive in the world of cultivation.

In fact, given the child's strength and age, even if he were to become a casual cultivator, he would need the protection of a teacher. The best way would be to choose a sect to join.

Chu Lu, in line with his responsibility as a guide, introduced him to several sects in the world of cultivation. The major sects in the world of cultivation might not change even after thousands of years. Although Chu Lu felt that his information might be outdated, it was better than Lou Kongyu being completely in the dark.

However, as of now, it seems that the child is not very interested.

Thinking about the child's past experiences, Chu Lu guessed that he might not feel safe among the crowd.

Thinking of this, he did not urge him anymore. Anyway, according to the speed at which his soul was dissipating, he could still watch over him for a few more years. By the time he really left, Lou Kongyu might have enough confidence to become a casual cultivator.

In the tea shop, Lou Kongyu was holding a cup of tea in one hand and a copper coin from the mortal world in the other, looking back and forth at it, his eyes empty and seemingly distracted, but in fact he was listening to Chu Lu explaining the art of divination to him.

Everyone seeks different paths, and Chu Lu prefers to let his disciples choose freely. However, Lou Kongyu has only been in the world of cultivation for less than a year, and has just completed all the common sense of the world of cultivation. He probably doesn't even know what the options are.

Chu Lu would talk to him about everything when he had free time to see what he was interested in.

——Fortunately, he stayed in this world long enough last time and learned a little bit of everything. Although he is not very proficient, it is still enough to serve as enlightenment for a child who has just embarked on the path of Taoism.

Besides, it is far from the time to rush to choose a path, so there is no harm in listening to Lou Kongyu's advice.

Lou Kongyu hadn't found his direction yet, but was very interested in what kind of cultivator Chu Lu had once been. However, he had never received a positive answer from Chu Lu.

——The sword cultivator turned into a magic cultivator, and then fell into the devil's way...

They are not the kind of people who are called "sword cultivators" or "magic cultivators" because they know one or two sets of sword techniques or are good at magic, but the kind of people who have truly established their heart for Taoism and are determined to follow the path of Taoism.

Once the heart of Tao is established, it becomes extremely difficult to follow the Tao.

Looking at the entire history of the cultivation world, perhaps no one has had more experience than him, and his experience is completely of no reference value.

Realizing that Chu Lu was unwilling to elaborate, Lou Kongyu did not ask any more questions. Instead, he listened carefully to the small classroom in his mind, as if he wanted to remember every word Chu Lu said.

…

Lou Kongyu was listening intently when the arm holding the copper coin was hit hard by someone. The copper coin fell to the ground with a slight crisp sound, but the monk who hit him did not show any shame. He did not even look at Lou Kongyu, but walked straight forward and chose a seat.

The man slammed his long sword on the table, and the Qigong cultivator who was originally sitting there hurriedly made way.

Lou Kongyu frowned, but he knew that with such a huge gap in strength, he didn't even have the qualifications to speak. The man with a fat body had already stepped half a foot into the foundation-building stage. All the people in the teahouse combined were no match for him, and naturally no one would stop his domineering behavior.

Just out of sight, out of mind.

Lou Kongyu left a spirit bead on the table to pay the bill, but was not in a hurry to leave immediately. Instead, he bent down to look for the coin that had just fallen. However, when he saw the direction of the coin and the upward side, he was visibly stunned.

"Violent?" He squatted under the table, covered his lips and asked Chu Lu in a low voice.

"Xiao Ji."

Chu Lu added.

Although there is no formal divination, there is no direction for divination.

But this result...

Lou Kongyu pressed the hair that covered half of his face a little uneasily.

But before he got up, there was a sudden commotion in the tea shop.

With a "clang", a teacup fell to the ground. Lou Kongyu turned his head to avoid a piece of flying debris, but a small blood mark still appeared on the exposed half of his cheek.

The monk who seemed difficult to deal with just now actually made a noise.

He was yelling and cursing at the top of his voice, criticizing the quality of the magical tea in the shop, with occasional explanations and pleas from the shop assistants in a humble tone.

The noise brought back some bad memories for Lou Kongyu. He held the coin tightly, but the feeling of powerlessness that emerged from the bottom of his heart made all his emotions fade away.

His eyes dimmed.

——Too weak, he is too weak.

Chu Lu noticed Lou Kongyu's mood change, but didn't say anything.

Every cultivator is no exception to the inner demons, and sooner or later they will have to realize and overcome them. There is really little that others can do about this.

While Lou Kongyu wasted time under the table, the conflict over there had already escalated.

The monk threw the tea shop clerk out and smashed a table through.

How could a mortal body withstand such an impact? Lou Kongyu watched helplessly as the fellow tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, the rise and fall of his chest visibly weakening.

But the monk still felt it was not enough and wanted to move forward.

The guy had already fallen to the ground, without even the strength to dodge, and he didn't know if he would survive another hit.

That face vaguely resembled his past self. Lou Kongyu was in a trance for a moment, and when he realized it, he had already rushed to the front.

The cultivator who took action seemed surprised by the sudden appearance of this child, but Lou Kongyu's meager cultivation made him despise him and he didn't take it to heart at all.

But he is a monk after all.

He seemed to hesitate for a moment, whether to pick up the troublesome child and throw him aside, or to deal with him together, but judging from the result, the man chose the latter.

This time, Lou Kongyu did not close his eyes tightly and wait for the next pain like he had done in the past. After nearly a year of life in the cultivation world, he finally changed a lot. With his eyes wide open, he stared closely at the changes in the man's movements, trying to find loopholes.

——Found it!

The spiritual power attached to the copper plate in the palm of his hand, and he raised his hand and threw it out.

Lou Kongyu was sure that he had indeed seen the man's weakness, which was indeed the weakest point of his spiritual power. However, the difference in realm made the copper coin that Lou Kongyu threw out like a toy, and was bounced off by the other party's body-protecting spiritual power without any lethality. Not to mention endangering the other party, it didn't even have the effect of blocking the opponent.

After realizing this, Lou Kongyu gritted his teeth and adjusted his posture, ready to take the punch.

——You can’t hide! If you hide, the people behind you will be finished!

At least he is a monk...

…

…………

The expected pain did not fall on his body. Instead, an unsheathed sword brushed past the male cultivator's fist, and along with the scabbard, it pierced through a table behind him and sank deeply into the ground.

The man who did it took a few steps back, covering his fist that was cut by the sword, and looked towards the door with a sinister look in his eyes.

But after seeing clearly the attire of the three people outside the door, one man and two women, the expression on his face froze instantly, and the curse that was about to come out of his mouth was swallowed back, and his expression was mixed with surprise and fear.

Not only him, but everyone in the tea shop looked at the young boys and girls outside the door. For a moment, whispers could be heard one after another.

——"Taihua Sect".

Lou Kongyu captured this key information from the discussions.

He naturally knew that this was the undisputed number one sect in the world of cultivation.

However... Lou Kongyu's eyes fell on the same pattern of patterns on the hems of the three people's clothes, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

The slender white dress corner that I caught a glimpse of in the dream, with dark patterns on it that looked like floating light, seemed to be exactly like this one.

——Senior Immortal, is he... a member of the Taihua Sect?