"How old are you?".

"I turned twelve last month."

"Do you know that there are cultivators in the world?"

"I don't know", Lei Yu replied honestly, since he was eight years old, he has been responsible for the livelihood of the whole family alone, except for the small town, going up the mountain to chop wood, and occasionally going to the county dozens of miles away to buy medicine, he is almost ignorant of anything in the outside world, of course he doesn't know.

"Do you want to live forever?", the old man asked again.

Lei Yu shook his head, what is the use of living so tired, immortality? .

"Do you want to be the strong man that the world looks up to?", the old man asked back.

"Think!", Lei Yu's eyes lit up suddenly. Becoming a strong man is something he longs for in his bones, and since he was a child, he has dreamed of becoming a strong man one day, avenging the revenge of killing his father, and making it difficult for the people of the Zhao family to die.

"I can make you a strong person, a cultivator who surpasses the world, do you believe it", the old man looked at Lei Yu, his tone was very firm.

"Really?, grandpa, I want to be a strong man, avenge my parents, no matter how much suffering I can suffer", Lei Yu said excitedly, unconsciously grabbing the old man's hands, for fear that he would suddenly change his hexagram and say that he would not teach him kung fu. But in an instant, Lei Yu's mood dimmed again, and he slowly stood up, "The old man is dying now, and he can't protect himself, how can he teach him kung fu?", secretly sighed that there was no blessing, if he had been earlier, maybe there would be hope.

Of course, the old man saw these changes in the thunderstorm in his heart and knew what he was thinking in his heart.

Struggling to take out a crystal clear pill from the clothes and put it in his mouth, after a while, the old man's spirit seemed to be much better.

"I don't believe what I say, I'm afraid I don't have the ability to teach you?".

"No, no, grandpa is in poor health now, let's find a way to heal the injury first, and then teach me kung fu", Lei Yu said sincerely, because he saw that the old man's mental state was too bad, and he couldn't bear to delay any longer.

"I know my body, if you want me to teach you skills, then you can do a prostration."

Maybe it was the favor of heaven, maybe it was the fire of revenge, Lei Yu heard the old man say this, and suddenly became excited again, straightened out the shabby and filthy clothes with his hands, knelt down respectfully, and kowtowed to the old man violently, and when he kowtowed, his forehead touched the gravel on the ground, and blood came out of his forehead.

"That's it, sit down and listen to me", when Lei Yu knelt down and kowtowed four or five times before continuing, the old man waved his hand and stopped, the old man waved his arm and looked extremely weak, and even said a word It was very difficult, and he would faint almost at any time.

"Lei Yu, the old man's surname is Ye, and his name is Xiaotian. I have been cultivating in the Immortal Gate of Wanfeng Mountain for more than 50 years, if there is no such change, it is very likely that I will become an immortal immortal in the future with the 50 years of hard work as a teacher.

I can only hate the "Ghost Valley" of the road to meet the devil this time, accidentally by them secretly cast a poisonous plot, and later in the fight, the real qi is not good, and they are stabbed like this, the medicine they cast has now penetrated into the internal organs and meridians of the teacher, unless there is a master to help, this life will soon be dead, the hope of a lifetime of pursuit has come to naught, and the teacher is really unwilling in his heart!", said two lines of cloudy tears flowing down his cheeks.

The old man's unwilling eyes, Lei Yu is very familiar, his father used to have such eyes, his mother is sober, often show this kind of eyes, Lei Yu can deeply understand the old man's heart at this time unwilling and helpless, can't help but shed tears of sympathy on his face.

"Don't be sad, Lei Yu", the old man touched Lei Yu's shoulder with his trembling hand, "Seeing that your qualifications are mediocre, and the possibility of cultivating the immortal path is minimal, I really don't want to pass on your **, but you are still kind in your heart, and you have suffered a lot, and now there is really no one else to choose ......." That's it, maybe it's the will of heaven to let you appear at the moment of my zuihou, for the sake of heaven's will, make an exception to accept you as an apprentice, inherit the lifelong cultivation of the teacher, and hope that you can cultivate hard in the future, and when you become strong, you must go to the Demon Dao Ghost Valley to avenge today's revenge for the teacher, and magnify my immortal sect, can you do it?", the master looked at Lei Yu's face expectantly.

Lei Yu didn't know what the demon gate was, and he didn't know who to seek revenge on, he only remembered the three words "Ghost Valley", and when he saw the look of anticipation on his master's face, he couldn't bear to be rebellious, so he nodded resolutely and said: "Master, please rest assured, I will definitely work hard to cultivate as you said, even if I am stupid, I will work ten times or a hundred times harder than others, I will become a strong man and avenge the master."

"Diligence can make up for clumsiness, practice hard, persevere, no matter how difficult it is, you have to grit your teeth and hold on, there will always be gains, keep in mind what you say for the teacher,......", the old man spoke, his expression was obviously gloomy again, and his speech was also very laborious.

"Go to the Changshengmen of Wanfeng Mountain, find Elder Ma Changchun Ma, and hand over this jade bottle to him personally, saying that it was handed over to him for the teacher, and he will know that he must cultivate well after the sect... These things, don't let others know", the old man trembled and took out a small jade bottle and a ring, and handed them to Lei Yu. Lei Yu nodded cautiously and hid these two things close to him.

"This is my cultivation ** and some experience, you must not be greedy, step by step slowly comprehend, it will be of great use to your life, whether you can make a breakthrough in the future depends on your talent...", said and handed a booklet to Lei Yu with a trembling hand.

After saying this, the old man looked up at the sky, let out a long sigh, and then closed his eyes.

Lei Yu put the booklet handed by the master into his arms, wrapped the placket tightly, and saw that the master closed his eyes weakly, for fear that he would have any accidents, and asked softly: "Master, do you want to drink some more water?"

The old man who closed his eyes tightly, when he saw the thunderstorm approaching, suddenly shot like the wind, and pointed to several acupuncture points on the thunderstorm's chest, and the thunderstorm fell to the ground before he had time to react.

The old man looked at the sky unwillingly, and then desperately put his head on the head of the thunderstorm. In this way, the essence of the old man's cultivation life was passed on to the lucky thunderstorm.

When the top of the old man's head touched the top of Lei Yu's head, Lei Yu only felt that thousands of steel needles pierced his brain, and his heart only flashed: "It's over", and he passed out without knowing anything.

Time passed imperceptibly, and two hours passed.

When the thunderstorm woke up, he didn't know what happened in his coma, and after he got used to it a little, except that he felt that there seemed to be something more in his head, wrapped in fog, and he couldn't figure out what it was, but there was nothing uncomfortable in his body, but he felt a little deaf and energetic, and there was an indescribable feeling of comfort all over his body.

Looking back at the master, he found that his eyes were closed and he looked very old, Lei Yu probed his nose with his hand, and knew that the master was lifeless and had passed away.

Although Lei Yu didn't know what the master had done to him, the person who could talk to him like this in his life had never been like this except for his parents in his impression, and he was very grateful in his heart, knowing that the master was definitely for his good, not for harming him.

He stood up, looked around, then picked up the master and found a hollow on the slope to bury him.

Facing the grave, Lei Yu knelt down and kowtowed respectfully three times, expressing his nostalgia for the master in a simple way.