Mr. Lu also echoed him, looking calm and composed, like an old veteran who was sitting on the Diaoyutai.

When Chen Yun heard this, he felt so depressed, like a dumb person who had eaten Coptis chinensis - he couldn't express his pain.

It seems that the original goal can no longer be maintained and we have to change our course.

If I continue to insist stubbornly, it would be strange if Master Lu doesn't become suspicious, and who knows what kind of trouble I might cause then.

Fortunately, Huangqing Temple is also located at the spiritual vein of Yutian Mountain. If you are more careful, nothing serious should go wrong.

After thinking this over in his mind, Chen Yun could only admit defeat. He hung his head like a frost-bitten eggplant, but still had to pretend to be slightly excited on his face:

"Since both seniors have said so, it must be correct. I will follow your instructions. If you point the way east, I will never go west!"

Seeing that Chen Yun was so tactful, Fairy Hua Lian nodded with satisfaction, like a chick pecking at rice.

Mr. Lu just smiled without saying anything, looking mysterious.

Although the Confucian scholar named Yan hoped that Chen Yun could enter the Confucian school, it seemed that Chen Yun himself did not object to this arrangement.

I could only swallow back the words that were about to come out of my mouth, feeling so uncomfortable.

As soon as Chen Yun's matter was finalized, Mr. Lu, Fairy Hua Lian and the other two started chatting.

But what they talked about were not those jaw-dropping anecdotes in the world of immortal cultivation.

It turned out to be a matter of the current Jin Dynasty court. Chen Yun was confused and puzzled after hearing all the policy gains and losses and the weighing of pros and cons.

It is understandable for Confucians to discuss state affairs. After all, their doctrines emphasize involvement in the world, so it is normal for them to be concerned about state affairs.

But the nun from Huangqing Temple also joined the discussion in a serious and dignified manner. Chen Yun's eyes almost popped out of his head in amazement.

What's going on with Huangqing Temple? Is it, like the Confucian sect, also a sect that cultivates immortals in the secular world? Question marks popped up in Chen Yun's head one after another.

The three of them were chatting animatedly in the hall. After a while, footsteps were heard outside the door.

Then, a crisp, childish voice floated in from outside the door:
"Master, I have been ordered to bring you the purple copper from the storehouse."

"Oh? Here you go."

When Mr. Lu heard this, he responded without even raising his eyelids.

"Purple copper?"

Chen Yun's heart skipped a beat. This thing was not simple at all. It was an excellent material for refining top-level magical instruments or even magic treasures.

Although for Chen Yun, it was not a rare treasure that could make his eyes light up.

But in the eyes of these two people, it is definitely a rare thing that can make their hearts beat faster.

Just as I was thinking about it, the door was pushed open with a creaky sound.

A fair and tender little boy, about eleven or twelve years old, walked in carefully with a big red tray in his hands, as if he was holding a rare treasure.

The tray was covered with a layer of silver brocade, which looked bulging as if there was some treasure hidden inside, making people curious.

The little boy respectfully placed the tray on the table between Fairy Hualian and Mr. Lu.

Then he quickly stepped back a few steps, stood with his hands behind his back, and stood as straight as a little pine tree.

"Go down. You are not needed here for the time being." Mr. Lu glanced at the boy and gave the order calmly.

The little boy responded crisply, bowed deeply, and backed out of the house. He looked so well-behaved.

Then, without even glancing at it, Mr. Lu raised his hand and pushed the tray towards Taoist nun Hua Lian:
"Fellow Daoist Hua Lian, this is the purple copper you wanted to borrow. Keep it."

"Your Excellency has gone to great lengths to search for materials this time. It seems that you are determined to refine an extraordinary treasure."

"I don't know if it's a top-level magic weapon, or a magical weapon that can make people drop their jaws."

Mr. Lu had a smile on his face, and his tone was casual, as if he was chatting with someone.

"I don't know much about this weapon refining matter. I am just following orders and running errands for Fourth Uncle."

"If you really want to know the details, you can ask Fourth Nun directly. She will definitely tell you everything she knows."

Taoist nun Hua Lian hesitated for a moment, a look of apology appeared on her face, and she spoke softly.

"Never mind, I just asked casually, there's no need to mobilize so many people."

When Mr. Lu heard the three words "Fourth Aunt", his expression changed slightly, but it only lasted for a moment.

Then he just laughed it off and let the matter go.

Fairy Hualian smiled gently, stretched out her jade-white fingers, and gently picked up the brocade on the tray.

With a "crash", a pile of gold and stone shining with purple light appeared, making people dizzy.

Looking at the full plate of purple copper in front of her, Fairy Hualian smiled widely and said thank you sweetly.

Then he took out a storage bag from his waist, waved his hand, and with a flash of light, he put all the materials into the bag like magic, and kept them carefully like treasures.

Seeing that the purpose of this trip was successfully achieved, Fairy Hua Lian chatted with Mr. Lu for a few more words before she stood up and said goodbye. Mr. Lu did not try to persuade her to stay.

He immediately called a boy to lead the fairy and send her out of the academy.

Naturally, Chen Yun also respectfully said goodbye to the two of them and quickly followed the fairy out.

After Chen Yun and Fairy Hua Lian left, the hall suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The scholar surnamed Yan and Mr. Lu stared at each other. No one said anything for a while. They just sat quietly on the chairs like two sculptures.

Especially the scholar named Yan, whose expression was changeable, just like the weather in June, changing every moment. No one knew what he was thinking about.

"How are your preparations? To deal with the great devil Niu Tiande, only if you help me cultivate the 'Devouring Truth and Combining Origin Art', I will have a 70% to 80% chance of destroying him."

"Now that everything is ready, don't be a coward at this critical moment. Are you reluctant to sacrifice your life?"

Mr. Lu finally broke the silence, but his voice was low and cold as ice, without any emotion in it.

"Humph! As long as I can avenge the extermination of my clan, why would I be reluctant to part with my broken body?"

"My only worry is that once you, Brother Lu, have mastered your magical powers, you will be afraid of the old demon's ferocity and retreat in the face of a battle, which will pit me and make me die in vain."

When the scholar surnamed Yan heard this, his face darkened like the bottom of a pot, and he spoke grimly.

"Hehe! Brother Yan, you really underestimate me."

"I've said it before. Once you help me cultivate this magical power, the rich and righteous aura in you will naturally belong to me, even with all your resentment."

"As long as I don't destroy Niu Tiande, I won't be able to fully utilize this great energy for my own benefit."

"Just because of your noble spirit, Brother Yan, I will definitely keep my promise and destroy that demon."

"Besides, Brother Yan, think about it yourself. Apart from me, which other cultivator is willing to provoke people from the Ten Great Demon Sects for you and help you avenge this blood feud?"

Mr. Lu was not angry at all. He was still calm and composed, like an old fox.

"You are right. I have also made friends with some cultivators over the years, although Brother Lu, you are not the most powerful or the most accomplished among them."

"But you are the only one who needs my help and is willing to stand up for me and provoke the evil cultivators of the Black Sun Sect."

"As for the others, they either don't have the ability or they are simply unwilling to stroke the tiger whiskers of the ten great demon sects for a mortal like me." When the revenge for genocide was mentioned, the scholar surnamed Yan clenched his hands so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh, but he was completely unaware.

"Of course. Niu Tiande is the external law enforcement officer of the Black Sun Sect. Who among the small sects dares to mess with him?"

"Our Confucianism and the Demonic Path have always been incompatible, so we don't have this concern."

"And in the past five years, to show my sincerity, I have always responded to your requests and helped you with everything, Brother Yan. Don't you feel my gratitude?"

Mr. Lu sighed deeply and talked a few more words.

After hearing this, the scholar named Yan's face became so gloomy that water could be squeezed out of it. He stared coldly at Mr. Lu, his lips tightly closed, and said nothing.

"Forget it, to reassure you, Brother Yan, I will cast a heart-locking spell on the statue of the sage, okay?"

"If I can't do this in the future, my noble spirit will never be able to move forward again. It will be stuck here."

After a while, seeing that the scholar surnamed Yan still refused to give in, Mr. Lu smiled bitterly and said helplessly.

"Okay, that's fine. I'm willing to sacrifice my life to help Brother Lu cultivate his magical powers."

"It's not that I don't trust Brother Lu, it's just that I'm the only one left in the Yan family, so I have to be careful."

The scholar named Yan then let out a long sigh, his facial muscles twitched, and he spoke in a wooden manner.

"Brother Yan, I understand your difficulties. The training is scheduled for one month later. In this month, Brother Yan, you'd better arrange your funeral affairs properly, and then come to the academy to find me."

Mr. Luda waved his hand, looking calm and speaking in an orderly manner.

The scholar named Yan nodded silently, and the room fell into silence again.

"By the way, why did the people from Huangqing Temple have to take that kid named Chen away this time? Can't they just find a weapon-refining disciple from the academy?"

The Confucian scholar named Yan suddenly mentioned Chen Yun.

"I just went with the flow. The treasure refined by Huangqing Temple this time seems to be extraordinary."

"Except for our own refiner, we don't even have enough people to find materials and help."

"Although they can borrow low-level weapon-refining disciples from our academy, they are definitely worried and may have to guard against them like thieves."

"It just so happens that this young friend Chen knows a little bit about refining equipment, and he hasn't joined any sect. He's a ready-made fat piece of meat. Why don't you quickly recruit him as a disciple? What are you waiting for?"

Mr. Lu seemed to know the inside story. He curled the corners of his mouth and smiled indifferently.

When the scholar surnamed Yan heard this, he felt relieved. Otherwise, if there was something fishy going on, how would he explain it to his old friend when he got back? He would be so worried.

At the same time, Fairy Hualian took out a magic weapon that looked like a brocade handkerchief and took Chen Yun with her.

With a "whoosh", the flying vehicle flew up and headed straight for another slightly lower hill on Huanyun Peak.

"This is Elder Wei, one of the only two weapon refiners in our Three Emperors Temple."

"For the next period of time, you will follow Elder Wei and help him while studying the art of refining equipment."

"You don't need to worry too much. Our temple's current financial resources are not enough to train another full-time weapon refiner."

"It's just because we are refining an extremely important treasure recently and we are short of manpower, so we need your temporary help."

"As long as you work hard during this period, I will definitely give you the elixir in two or three years."

"I will also personally give you some pointers on cultivation. I will never break my promise and will definitely honor my previous commitment to you!"

The one who said this was Fairy Hua Lian, who was standing in the middle of a secret room filled with messy materials.

At one side, a red-faced old man in his fifties stood quietly, his cultivation was at the initial stage of foundation building.

The old man looked Chen Yun up and down, frowning slightly.

What can Chen Yun say when he is in this situation?

I could only nod repeatedly and agree.

"Fellow Daoist Hua Lian, does this nephew really know the art of refining weapons?"

"He is young and his cultivation is still shallow. Isn't it a bit inappropriate?"

"Didn't you say you were going to Bailu Academy to find a more suitable helper for me?"

The old man asked with an unhappy look on his face.

"The treasure being refined this time is extremely important. To be on the safe side, it is better not to let people from other sects participate."

"Although Junior Brother Chen lacks some skills and experience, as long as Elder Wei gives him some guidance and lets him do some work refining materials, it won't be a problem."

Taoist nun Hualian smiled and spoke softly.

"But even just refining materials requires a certain amount of talent..."

"Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of precious raw materials? Since Fellow Daoist Hua Lian is so insistent, let's let this kid stay and give it a try for now."

The old man looked helpless, and although he was reluctant, he had no choice but to agree.

"Don't worry, I'm not wrong about people."

"Although this Junior Brother Chen's cultivation is not high, his magic power is extremely pure. He must be good at controlling magic power and refining weapons."

The nun pursed her lips slightly and smiled sweetly.

"Huh! I see. This kid does have some potential. It seems that Fellow Daoist Hua Lian did not choose people randomly."

When the old man surnamed Wei heard this, he couldn't help but look at Chen Yun again, with a hint of surprise flashing across his face.

"I have brought the people that Elder Wei needs. I hope Elder Wei can speed up the refining process."

"Compared with the other two views, our view is a little behind in progress."

"Don't delay the important matter, otherwise, neither you nor I can bear the consequences. I will take my leave now."

Fairy Hualian finally stood up and prepared to leave, but she did not forget to give some instructions before leaving.

"Don't worry, as long as this guy is available, the progress will not be delayed."

The red-faced old man stood up to see him off and agreed immediately.

After hearing this, the Taoist nun left with satisfaction.

In a blink of an eye, only Chen Yun and the old man were left in the secret room.

"You heard what I just said. Regardless of whether you are interested in refining weapons or not, or whether you have talent or not, I will teach you the art of refining weapons for a month."

"After that, I will assign you tasks. As long as you can complete the tasks I assign you on time every month, you can arrange the rest of your time on your own."

"If you fail to complete the task, you will be fired immediately. I will find another suitable person to enter the Equipment Refining Hall."

The old man surnamed Wei was merciless and his tone was very stern.

"Yes, I will do my best!" Chen Yun responded calmly. (End of this chapter)