Chapter 38038 Feng Yingheng frowned slightly. How could Second Brother say this?
The situation became dangerous.
The strong herb that was about to be refined seemed to have finally found a loophole. It couldn't wait to break through the control of spiritual power and began to hit the furnace cover.
Bang, bang, bang.
The dull sound echoed in the huge Qinglong Hall.
The male cultivator who was being helped was sweating profusely and looked flustered.
The invigilator Ji Weilan and the young man in blue looked at Lu Qingqing at the same time.
While both had calm expressions, the former's eyes held a hint of worry. The latter's were no different from before, except for a hint of seriousness and scrutiny.
Lu Qingqing, who was in the turmoil, did not look panicked at all, and her breathing was not disordered at all.
There were many more situations during practice than this, and she was already used to it.
Ruxing's eyes sank slightly, and she withdrew the hand that was trying to put out the fire, mobilized her spiritual power, and poured it into the alchemy furnace.
The tumbling momentum of those herbs was instantly controlled. They wanted to resist, but were controlled by spiritual power.
After several attempts, the semi-refined herbs finally accepted their fate, stopped resisting, and gradually became docile.
The flame in the alchemy furnace changed color and finally calmed down.
Just at this moment, the hourglass also finished the last section.
Ji Weilan announced, "The assessment is over. Please stop what you are doing, fellow Taoists."
Lu Qingqing and the male cultivator beside her withdrew their true energy and stood in front of the table.
The man in blue exchanged a glance with Ji Weilan, and the former left first.
Soon, a fat man walked into the hall. It was Qian Peng, the casually dressed and unconcerned person, also known as Master Qian.
"Second Uncle." Ji Weilan bowed.
Qian Peng nodded to him, then turned around and said, "Let me take a look at the marrow cleansing pills that you two young friends have refined."
After saying this, he waved his palm-leaf fan, and a small white porcelain plate appeared on Lu Qingqing's table.
"Please put the pills on the dish." Qian Peng said.
Lu Qingqing opened the furnace lid and carefully picked up the pill from the ashes with tweezers.
Due to a momentary lack of spiritual power, the luster of the pill was a little dull, and although the smell was fragrant, it lacked mellowness.
...It's mid-range at best.
But Lu Qingqing has no regrets. Even if she had the chance again, she would still choose to put out the fire.
The pills made by the man next to her were even inferior to Lu Qingqing's. Not only were they dull, but their shapes were also not very round.
A powerful person like Qian Peng can draw conclusions without having to observe closely.
"Young friend Sun's marrow cleansing pill is of low grade. Although you are highly talented, you have a somewhat impatient personality and are not suitable for studying pharmacology. While you are still young, switch to other paths. A natural spiritual root is actually very suitable for martial arts."
Monk Sun sighed softly, his disappointment evident. However, he could only accept the reality and bowed, "Thank you, Master Qian, for your guidance."
Qian Peng's gaze turned to Lu Qingqing again.
That kind face like Maitreya Buddha made Lu Qingqing a little nervous.
"Young Master Lu's Marrow Cleansing Pill..." Qian Peng paused for a moment before continuing, "It could have been rated as mid-grade, but with your talent, I can only give it a mid-low grade rating."
Lu Qingqing nodded in agreement.
"Young friend Lu remained calm and collected in the face of an emergency, offering assistance to others when he could. His kindness is commendable." Qian Peng smiled. "The pills you refine have barely met the standards we set. On behalf of the Yunmiao Sect, I welcome you to join us."
Lu Qingqing's eyes lit up instantly.
She bowed solemnly: "Thank you, Master Qian!"
"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Lu." Monk Sun beside him was convinced and had no objection.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Sun."
Lu Qingqing returned the gift and saw Ji Weilan winking at her again.
——I knew you could do it. Now I can call you senior brother.
Lu Qingqing: ...
This person is really too familiar!
*****
The Yunmiao Sect was the first to end this talent recruitment conference.
After all, the other three factions have two practical exams in addition to the written exam, one of which is arranged in a small secret realm opened up by the powerful people and takes two days.
As a result, the news that Lu Qingqing was the only one who passed the Yunmiao Sect's assessment spread like wildfire throughout Liangyi City.
Many curious monks wanted to see this legendary female monk who was extremely talented and had a beauty that could captivate all.
Unfortunately, as soon as the alchemy was finished, Ji Weilan led Lu Qingqing to the small courtyard behind the Qinglong Hall.
The courtyard is complete with flowers, trees, pavilions and towers, and is quiet and beautiful. The occasional frog croaking in the lotus-covered pond inexplicably adds a bit of comfort.
Lu Qingqing looked around and said, "Friend Ji, this is..."
"Return to Yunmiao Sect." Ji Weilan replied and then sighed, "Why are you so formal? Just call me Senior Brother."
"After all, we haven't officially entered the sect yet, so I'm afraid of being impolite." Lu Qingqing paused, eyes widening. "Are you going back now?"
Ji Weilan tilted her head, "What else? Do we have to stay in Liangyi City for another two days?"
Lu Qingqing is an honest person: "I thought there would be some complicated procedures."
"Our sect leader and several elders are very afraid of trouble. My father and several uncles have also inherited the sect's tradition." Ji Weilan explained patiently, "Now that the results of the talent recruitment conference are out, it's time to bring you back to the sect."
"As for matters like becoming a disciple, we will make a decision after we return. This is what the elders have instructed us to do," he added.
Lu Qingqing nodded, "I see. Then I'll trouble you, Senior Brother Ji..."
"That's right." Ji Weilan is a warm and cheerful person. When she smiles, her dimples appear, making her look more innocent.
As he said this, he took out a cloth from his sleeve, blew on it, and threw it into the sky.
The originally small square scarf grew several times larger and eventually turned into a colorful carpet, hovering steadily in mid-air.
"Junior Sister Lu, please."
Lu Qingqing was no longer polite. She exerted a little strength, jumped onto the carpet, and sat cross-legged again.
Ji Weilan followed closely behind and got on the flying carpet.
He snapped his fingers and said, "Xiao Fei, return to Xiongqi Peak."
The flying carpet suddenly rose up and flew into the clouds, heading east.
On the way back to Yunmiao Sect, Ji Weilan briefly introduced the situation of the sect to Lu Qingqing.
Caomu Peak is where the sect leader lives, and Caomu Hall is an important place for the sect to discuss important matters, gather teachers, and hold various ceremonies.
The sect leader is already in the late stage of the Fusion Body, and could be promoted to the Tribulation Crossing Stage at any time. He is either traveling around to strengthen his Dao heart or practicing in seclusion, and is rarely seen.
Xiongqi Peak is the territory of Ji Haozhi, the eldest disciple of the sect leader. He currently has three disciples, and Ji Weilan is both his son and disciple, ranking third.
His senior brother and sister were both at the critical stage of advancing to the Nascent Soul stage and had been in seclusion for several years.
"The second uncle is the Master Qian you met." Ji Weilan said, "He has only one precious disciple, Bai Lin."
Lu Qingqing exclaimed in her heart, isn’t this the hero in this novel?
But she remembered that this handsome guy was a disciple of Shenxiangshan of the Sword Sect. How come he went to the Yunmiao Sect?
Did she really completely change the original plot?
Ji Weilan didn't notice Lu Qingqing's subtle expression and continued to introduce, "My third uncle is Lan Wan, the continent's number one female medicine cultivator. She's beautiful and elegant, and her temperament is extraordinary. Almost all the pills she refines are top-grade, which is very impressive. She already has two disciples, so she probably won't be taking on any more this time."
Lu Qingqing was vaguely disappointed.
With her damn physique, the best option for her is to become a disciple of a female master.
But we can't force others to be powerful, we can only say that we don't have that blessing.
Perhaps sensing her regret, Ji Weilan consoled her, "Third Master is a rare talent, but the other three are not bad either. It would be great to become a disciple of any of them."
Lu Qingqing cupped her hands and said, "Brother Ji is right."
"Of course, it would be best if you could become my father's disciple." Ji Weilan blushed slightly, "Then we would be close brothers and sisters."
Lu Qingqing didn't know how to respond to such an enthusiastic senior brother for a moment, so she could only smile.
Thinking that he hadn't introduced the legendary most handsome man in the cultivation world yet, he asked, "Did Master Feng really never accept a disciple before?"
Ji Weilan nodded: "Junior Master has never accepted any disciples. For several years, he has been alone."
…
At this time, the side hall of Xiongqi Peak was filled with the aroma of tea, the curling scent of sandalwood, and the clear sound of the guqin.
"Xiao Heng, what do you think?"
Qian Peng, a burly man, put down his teacup.
The black-robed man paused while playing the zither. "What do you mean?"
"Playing dumb again." Qian Peng snorted speechlessly, "Of course I'm asking you about accepting a disciple."
Feng Yingheng didn't say anything and continued to pluck the strings. His white and slender fingers flew up and down, dancing out beautiful traces.
"Lu Qingqing is gifted, kind-hearted, and resilient. She's a promising young talent." Ji Haozhi, accustomed to his taciturn junior apprentice, stroked his beard with a carefree air. "Although I already have three direct disciples, adding one more genius wouldn't be too much."
Qian Peng agreed, "I agree with Senior Brother. Her physique is a little special, so she might cause some trouble, but it's not a big deal. If Senior Brother and Xiao Heng don't accept her, I will."
The two men looked at Feng Yingheng. The latter's handsome face was calm, but if you looked closely, you could see a slight ripple in his eyes.
"Since Xiaoheng doesn't express his opinion, let Lu Qingqing choose for herself." Qian Peng smiled and made an unconventional suggestion.
The other two looked surprised.
Since ancient times, it has been the masters who choose their apprentices. How can it be right for apprentices to choose their masters?
"Since the three of us all want to take her in as our disciple, why not let her choose instead?" Qian Peng reasoned. "That way, we can consider it a mutual love and create a good story."
Feng Yingheng frowned slightly. Why did Second Senior Brother's words sound a little weird?
Ji Haozhi thought about it and found that there was some truth in it.
"That sounds fun. Let's do it this way? What do you think, Xiao Heng?"
Feng Yingheng's mouth twitched, "Whatever you want."
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