"Huang Qing Guan?"

The expression on the scholar's face was like ripples suddenly appearing on the calm surface of a lake, revealing a hint of surprise.

Hey, but his feet were like old trees with roots, and he walked in without hesitation.

As for Chen Yun, naturally, he followed closely behind like a loyal shadow.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw a living room where a man and a woman were sitting there, serving as host and guest, like two gods.

The man was in his forties, with a thin face and three long wisps of beard that looked like willow branches swaying in the wind.

At first glance, he is the kind of person with no expression on his face and is very steady. His temperament is somewhat similar to that of the Confucian scholar named Yan, and they are like brothers.

However, there is also an indescribable sense of solemnity, just like the biting cold wind in the cold winter, which makes people shiver uncontrollably.

Look at the woman again, she is about twenty years old, with black hair and fair skin, wearing a yellow Taoist robe and holding a silver whisk in her hand, the light of which is like moonlight pouring down.

She has an elegant and graceful temperament, even though she is a Taoist nun. She looks like a fairy from the fairyland, and is so beautiful.

As soon as the scholar named Yan and Chen Yun entered the hall, the eyes of the two men swept over them like searchlights.

"This is the famous Mr. Yan Yao."

"Although I am isolated from the world in this temple and don't care much about worldly affairs, I have heard of the great name of Mr. Yan from Yonghua Academy. It's as loud as thunder in the sky."

Hey, it was really unexpected. The man who looked like Mr. Lu hadn't even opened his mouth yet, but this young and beautiful Taoist nun was like a blooming spring flower. She smiled and greeted him warmly.

Then, his gaze casually swept over Chen Yun like a dragonfly skimming the water, and then, as if he had no interest in this mundane thing, he immediately retracted his gaze.

As for this woman, she is just a female cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.

But she could sit calmly in front of Mr. Lu and speak so freely. It was obvious that she was a person of great background, just like a mysterious master hidden behind the clouds, making it difficult to figure her out.

"I dare not! I have heard of the great names of the fairies in Huangqing Temple, just like I admire the stars in the sky. I have met Fairy Hualian."

The Confucian scholar named Yan behaved like a humble subject. He did not dare to be negligent at all. He hurriedly bowed and spoke, as if he was paying respect to the emperor.

"Junior, nice to meet you two seniors!" Chen Yun, like a respectful junior, took half a step forward and bowed respectfully, his posture as straight as a green pine.

"This young man is..." Mr. Lu's eyes were like a deep pool, he narrowed them slightly and asked without comment.

"This nephew Chen Yun is a distant relative of a good friend of mine. He came here because he heard of the reputation of Bailu Academy."

"I am like a traveler bound by friendship. I can't let go of my old friend, so I brought him to the academy to try and see if he is qualified to stay in the academy."

The scholar named Yan spoke calmly, looking like a steady helmsman.

"Oh! It's the nephew of Brother Yan's friend. His spiritual root aptitude seems to be quite ordinary. But we still need to carefully identify his attributes. Little friend Chen, come here."

Mr. Lu looked Chen Yun up and down like an expert examining a treasure. After a long while, he spoke calmly.

"Yes, senior!" Upon hearing this, Chen Yun walked over without hesitation like an obedient soldier, and was grabbed by the other party's slightly cool, jade-like hand on his wrist.

Chen Yun's spiritual awareness was as powerful as the deep ocean, so he was not afraid of what the other party could see.

Whether it is the attributes of his spiritual roots or his physical constitution, he can easily conceal the true condition of his body.

Only letting the other party see the false information that you want him to see is like wearing a mysterious mask.

However, Chen Yun doesn't want to attract too much attention. He is afraid that it will be difficult for him to practice in a low-key manner in the academy in the future. He is like an assassin lurking in the dark. He has to be low-key.

So, in terms of his spiritual roots and aptitude, he completely revealed his true attributes and didn't do any tricks.

His three spiritual roots basically meet the minimum standard for joining a sect of immortal cultivators. He is just like a short man who reaches the threshold, barely meeting the standard.

It was just that he hid his true bone age so that the other party could not figure out the trick, just like he was hiding a key trump card.

"Oh, the four spiritual roots are lacking gold. But it is barely qualified to live in the academy."

"But you have magic power in your body, and you have practiced some low-level spells."

"Fortunately, what I'm practicing is pure wood-attributed skills, not some evil magic skills, so there shouldn't be any problems in this regard."

"But you are too old. With your talent, the possibility of building a foundation is basically very small. At best, you will only reach the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining Stage."

"If that's the case, it would be better to be a casual cultivator. It would be more free and easy."

After Mr. Lu finished his investigation, he let go of Chen Yun's wrist and spoke calmly, like a judge pronouncing fate.

"I have heard other seniors say this kind of evaluation."

"But I believe that hard work can make up for lack of talent, so I still plan to give it a try on this path of cultivation. Just like a persistent climber, I will never give up."

Chen Yun acted like a respectful student in front of Mr. Lu Da. He stood with his hands behind his back and responded in an unusually sincere tone. His eyes were like burning flames, full of determination.

Mr. Lu's expression changed. He looked at the scholar named Yan beside him, and nodded like a wise man who was touched. He said:
"My friend, your determination to cultivate is so strong. I don't know much to say. But since you are just a casual cultivator, what are your strengths in cultivating miscellaneous arts?"

After hearing this, Chen Yun was stunned for a moment, as if he was a bird that was suddenly attacked, and was a little surprised.

He didn't expect that the other party would ask him, a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, such a question. Could it be that he really wanted to take some care of him just for the sake of the Confucian scholar named Yan?

His thoughts were spinning like lightning, but Chen Yun's words flowed like a fluent stream, and he replied without hesitation:
"I have only touched on the art of weapon refining, based on my cultivation and knowledge."

"Of course, he can only refine some of the most basic tools. There is no such thing as refining tools. He is like a novice who has just started out."

After saying this, Chen Yun looked like a shy girl, as if a little embarrassed, with a hint of shyness on her face, like a blush rising in the sky.

"Oh, you know how to refine weapons? Nowadays, very few independent cultivators would learn the art of refining weapons."

"After all, the cost is really huge, like a bottomless black hole."

Mr. Lu said unexpectedly, like a surprised child.

When the Taoist nun beside heard this, a strange look flashed across her face, and then she showed a hint of joy as if she was an explorer who had discovered treasure.

"This junior also got a jade book on refining equipment and refined some randomly."

Naturally, Chen Yun tried his best to belittle his own weapon-refining skills.

If I hadn't been worried about saying that I really knew nothing, it might have had a huge impact on my decision to join the academy.

Chen Yun really didn't want to bring up the art of alchemy and weapon refining, just like a smart person avoiding trouble. However, compared to weapon refining, there were even fewer people who knew alchemy and array formations. Speaking out would probably attract more attention, like stirring up a hornet's nest.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, you know how to refine weapons? That's great. Senior Lu, I don't think we need to borrow any more disciples from your sect who can refine weapons."

"Since this Taoist friend Chen has not yet entered your temple, why don't you let him enter my Huangqing Temple?"

The Taoist nun suddenly spoke like a flash of lightning.

At this moment, the scholar named Yan and Chen Yun were both startled like frightened deer, and then stunned, like wooden sculptures or clay statues.

"Fairy Hua Lian, this is not good! Your temple is a women's temple, how can you allow a man like my nephew Chen to join?"

The scholar surnamed Yan frowned slightly, then remained silent for a moment, and could not help but speak seriously, like a messenger upholding justice.

"Although Huangqing Temple is a women's temple, there are also Taoist priests and male disciples who have joined it."

"These people entered our Huangqing Temple, but actually lived outside the temple. Mr. Yan filtered them out."

The Taoist nun pursed her lips, like a playful elf, and chuckled.

"I see. I don't know much about Huangqing Temple. But my nephew Chen wants to join Bailu Academy, so it's not appropriate for him to join your temple."

Mr. Yan really cares a lot about Chen Yun joining the academy.

Although he knew that the other party was truly an extraordinary existence, he still argued out loud, like an old bird protecting its chicks.

"With Fellow Daoist Chen's qualifications, even if he joins the academy, he will only be an ordinary disciple, with no future to speak of."

"And our temple is preparing to refine a few treasures, and now we just happen to be in need of a low-level disciple who knows how to refine artifacts to help us."

"As long as Fellow Daoist Chen is willing to join our temple, he will not only be able to make further progress in weapon refining, but I can also take charge and take extra care of him in his cultivation."

"To be honest, Mr. Yan, I came to the academy this time because I wanted to borrow a disciple who knows the art of refining weapons."

"Now that we have a ready-made one, there is naturally no need to trouble Brother Lu anymore."

Fairy Hualian didn't care at all. Instead, she explained with a smile, like a merchant selling treasures.

"Hey, Brother Lu, what do you think?"

After hearing what the other party said, Mr. Yan hesitated for a moment, then looked up at Mr. Lu, like a lost person seeking guidance.

"Fellow Daoist Chen has not yet joined our academy. He is still a free man. Whether he is willing to become a disciple of the Imperial Qing Monastery is naturally up to him to decide."

"But just like what Fairy Hualian said. Even if Fellow Daoist Chen accepts this academy to practice, I, Lu, will not be able to help him. There is no future for him."

"And the reason why Fairy Hualian came to this academy this time was indeed to find a low-level disciple who knows how to refine weapons."

"Becoming a disciple of Huangqing Temple is a good choice."

Mr. Lu's expression remained unchanged, as steady as Mount Tai, and he spoke in a deep voice.

Having said this, the eyes of the three people in the hall all fell on Chen Yun.

Some are like hens worried about the safety of their chicks.

Some are like children who are curious about treasures.

Others were like hunters about to harvest their prey, slightly excited.

"Huang Qing Guan?"

Chen Yun was like a confused lamb, as if he had heard of this name. It seemed to be a Taoist temple on another peak of Yutian Mountain.

But he didn't know in advance that this Taoist temple was a women's temple, and he knew nothing about this sect.

He could only look bewildered and confused, like a traveler lost in thick fog.

For Chen Yun, his plan was suddenly disrupted and he had to go to a sect where he was completely in the dark and knew nothing.

In my heart, I feel that I am not as comfortable as I was in Bailu Academy. Staying in the academy, at least I know everyone well and feel at ease.

But right now, the conditions offered by the female cultivator on the opposite side are so tempting.

Chen Yun was just a casual cultivator. If he was flatly rejected, he would not be able to enter Bailu Academy even if he insisted on doing so.

Mr. Lu here must be like a vigilant old cat, with his eyes wide open and full of suspicion.

Just for this reason, Chen Yun looked at the Fairy Hua Lian who suddenly appeared to "intercept" him.

I felt so helpless in my heart that I rolled my eyes secretly. Although I didn't say a word, I had already started a "complaint conference" in my heart.

"Senior Hua Lian, to be honest, I don't know much about your Huangqing Temple."

"Think about it, your temple is a female temple. For male cultivators like me, the techniques and cultivation methods are like asking a bull to wear a skirt - it will be awkward no matter how it is worn, right?"

Chen Yun's eyes rolled around and his brain worked rapidly, like a wound-up alarm clock, and he managed to come up with a barely passable excuse.

Taoist nun Hua Lian had a faint smile on her face and spoke slowly, "So Daoist Fellow Chen is worried about this!"

"Our Huangqing Temple is actually a branch of the Sanhuang Temple. There are also Huangyang Temple and Huangsheng Temple."

"That's a place where male cultivators are in charge. There are so many methods for male cultivators to practice, and they are very rich!"

"Besides, I don't think you have that kind of innate noble aura."

"If you enter Bailu Academy, you have to start from scratch. Compared with our ready-made cultivation method, the difficulty coefficient must be increased by at least three stars."

"Of course. If you master the Confucian skills and have the blessing of the great spirit, the power you can exert will be incomparable to that of ordinary Taoist skills."

"But it's a bit early to tell Fellow Daoist Chen about this now. What's the matter, Fellow Daoist Chen, do you really not think highly of our Huangqing Temple?"

In these words, he was extremely respectful to Taoist nun Hualian and the Confucian school, not daring to show the slightest disrespect.

"Daoist Hua Lian, what you said makes sense. Compared with Taoism and Buddhism, the time spent on our Confucianism in the early stages is indeed a little longer."

"My dear Chen, with your conditions, it would be a wise choice for you to join the Huangqing Temple to practice."

"Fellow Daoist Hua Lian has promised to take care of you. In Huangqing Temple, you are not hopeless in reaching the foundation-building stage. There is still hope." (End of this chapter)