Chapter 923 – White Dew Academy

　　Located outside of Taichang City, Bai Lu Academy was one of the county’s many inconspicuous academies, and in the eyes of outsiders, it was only in the middle of many academies in terms of rank. If there is anything special about this academy, it is that it was not built in a big city, but on the famous “Yutian Mountain” in the county.

　　This Yutian Mountain is a famous spiritual mountain in Taichang Prefecture, with more than ten peaks of different sizes. Although it’s not very steep and magnificent, it has four seasons like spring, and there are strange flowers all over the place. There are several rare spiritual trees and fruits that can only be planted on this mountain, so it is one of the thirteen spiritual mountains in the county.

　　White Dew Academy is built in this mountain phantom cloud peak, from the waist until the peak, covered with a large area of the pavilion, the area is not small, enough to accommodate more than a thousand people.

　　But according to reason, this mountain’s such a big name, this silent white dew academy is completely unqualified to enter this mountain, after all, the neighboring peaks, the construction can be quite famous famous temple, and white dew academy is not the existence of a gear. But the strange thing is, Bai Lu Academy more than a thousand years ago after the construction of this, these temples and Taoist temples but no one has never looked for any trouble. On the contrary, those monasteries and temples in the monks and Taoist priests, to those who occasionally enter and exit the academy students, regardless of age are courteous, which really used to let a lot of people were surprised.

　　White Dew Academy another strange thing, is that its enrollment of the school children, age identity is really different. Age from six or seven years old to more than twenty years old, completely different, and each year to recruit disciples of time, are not too fixed, sometimes three or four years to recruit a group, sometimes seven or eight years do not see movement. But all the people who enter this hospital, but rarely see anyone from the academy door out, everywhere permeated with a mysterious color.

　　Of course, this mystery, only to those living in the foot of the Yutian mountain some of the local residents, the secular world outside the mountain, completely unaware of these abnormalities, Bailu Academy is still in the entire county silent, rare people noticed.

　　On this day, at the foot of Illusory Cloud Peak, however, there were two people slowly coming up the mountain. One was a middle-aged Confucian with a dignified appearance, while the other was a young scholar in his twenties, with slightly dark skin and an ordinary appearance, and was clearly Han Li, who had only appeared in the Gan Mansion a month ago.

　　”Han Shiyi nephew, the White Dew Academy ended its disciple recruitment two months ago, but I heard from old friend Gan that you had learned some miscellaneous Taoist arts in the past, and also knew of the existence of Immortal Cultivation, which is why the old man brought you to the academy to give it a try. As for whether the academy will accept you, it depends on your own chance. Mr. Lu Da of the Bai Lu Academy and I have some connections, so I’ll bring you to meet him first, and if he finds no problem, it won’t be a problem for you to stay in the academy.” This middle-aged Confucian walked with big sleeves while saying calmly under his breath.

　　”Yes, everything is at Mr. Yan’s disposal. Uncle Gan already said before coming here that this time, regardless of whether the academy enrolls my little nephew into the academy or not, this favor will definitely be kept in mind by Uncle Gan.” Han Li revealed a look of honesty and returned in a disciplined manner.

　　At this time, Han Li’s aura was only at the third or fourth level of the Qi Refining Stage, and ordinary cultivators simply couldn’t see his true depth.

　　On that day, he proposed to Gan Chi, the Feng family’s secret son, to assist him in joining one of the local Immortal Cultivation Clans, no matter whether it was Buddhist, Taoist, or Confucian.

　　The reason why will be so straightforward to say, because don’t look at Gan Chi is only a mortal, but the Feng family in the past years to its instructions, is always and those into the world of cultivators deliberately friendship, in order to prepare for the future use. So upon hearing this request, although Gan Chi was surprised, there was nothing too difficult. The only thing that worried him was probably the fear that if Han Li got mixed up in these sects and tried to plot against them, it might involve the Gan family.

　　However, all of the Gan family’s business was secretly controlled by the Feng family all along, so Han Li would only need to take out those land deeds and documents, and overnight, he would be able to make everything in the Gan family come to nothing. Plus, although Gan Chi knows some things about cultivating immortals, but the identity of the Feng family’s origins has always been mysterious and mysterious, and is greatly in awe. Therefore, under Han Li’s faint explanation that this time, he would not cause trouble by mixing into the Immortal Cultivation Sect, he could only act according to his orders.

　　After a few days of slight planning, Gan Chi finally chose this middle-aged Confucian with the surname Yan as a bridge to escort Han Li into the White Dew Academy.

　　The reason why choose this person, on the one hand, compared to the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism, the recruitment of disciples is obviously much more lenient, as long as it is not a disciple of the evil Taoist devil sects, even if they have their own teacher’s history, as long as the life is clean, still accept. And on the other hand, in the past years, Gan Chi on this Mr. Yan had a great grace, the other side of the Confucian family, on the matter of grace has always been the most important, but also will do their best to do this matter. Otherwise, although there are other ways, but the possibility of success is not too high.

　　After all, the Great Jin cultivation sects, although not as difficult to enter as Tiannan, but also not a low-ranking casual cultivator, said into the into the.

　　Han Li heard the name of the White Dew Academy, a little inquired about its location in the Yutian Mountain location, in a certain night secretly Royal weapon to go over to observe the mountain’s spiritual veins from afar, the results of the heart is more satisfied.

　　Although this spiritual vein is far from being able to compare with his cave in Tiannan where he placed many spiritual eye things, it is also considered to be a good spiritual vein, far better than the rest of the few near Taichang City.

　　Speaking of which, if not for the tree of the spiritual eye and other things move frequently, will be detrimental to the purity of the spiritual energy within it, not placed in the spiritual vein for many years will make the spirit gradually lost, he just bring two spiritual eye things in the body, casually looking for a poor spiritual vein can also make do with cultivation, and why bother to think about mixing into the large sects within the cultivation.

　　Thus, Han Li shifted, immediately became Gan Chi a distant in-laws. Surface origin is a body with spiritual roots, learned some superficial spells of low-ranking casual cultivator, the road to immortal cultivation is extremely aspiring, which is entrusted to Gan Chi, this distant uncle to help, to see if you can enter a large clan to continue to cultivate.

　　Gan Chi found in the city of a famous big academy teaching Yan said, this out of the idea of repaying the favor, but also agreed to a mouth, the two of them this line of work.

　　”Well! It seems that brother Gan for your cousin nephew really quite spent some thought. But it’s no wonder, the world mortals can have a spiritual root in ten thousand people, naturally, you are more favorable. That is, I also have no spiritual roots, or else I would have entered the White Dew Academy and practiced the way of seeking immortality.” The Confucian said with some emotion under his breath.

　　Han Li laughed, and wisely did not interface with this statement.

　　Below the middle-aged Confucian no longer say anything more, with Han Li straight up and go, just walked to almost halfway up the mountainside, suddenly visible to the naked eye on another peak, came from a burst of bells sound, the sound of the sound of the clear sound melodious, so that people can not help but listen to the spirit of the spirit of the great vibration.

　　”This Green Cicada Bell of Baoling Temple is really a rare treasure, but to ring it once three times a day, those senior monks of Baoling Temple are not showing off.” The Confucian scholar’s figure lurched as he twisted his head to take a look at the peak that was three times taller than Illusory Cloud Peak, shaking his head as he murmured.

　　As soon as Han Li heard that the peak was the location of the Buddhist Sect, the light in his eyes flickered, revealing a hint of thoughtfulness. With his senses, this so-called treasure was actually nothing more than an upper-order magic weapon, nothing more unusual.

　　He reached out to support the long and thick package behind his back, and then continued to follow the Confucian scholar upward. Not long, the two finally came to a platform at the waist of the mountain, in front of a bright light.

　　Only to see into the eye, green, lush, a large green bamboo forest appeared in front of the eyes. And in the bamboo forest, vaguely visible red walls and white buildings, an elegant scenery, several white stone paths are straight to the depths of the bamboo forest, the end of which vaguely visible a huge vermilion door about several feet high.

　　”Let’s go, the main door usually will not open, follow me to the side door can be.” The middle-aged Confucian scanned the bamboo forest and said so under his breath, leading Han Li to one side, stepping into one of the paths and entering the bamboo forest.

　　As a result, after seven turns, Han Li and the Confucian appeared in front of a ten feet high black wooden door, the Confucian lightly exhaled a breath, went forward “bang bang” gently a buckle door.

　　The door opened noiselessly, and a white-robed, Confucian-shirted young man stepped out from inside.

　　”Ah, so it is Mr. Yan who has arrived. Mister is here to look for Mr. Lu, right?” This young man had aura fluctuations on his body and had a cultivation of the third level of the Qi Refining Stage, but he was actually unusually polite to the Confucian scholar surnamed Yan, who did not have the slightest bit of mana on his body, which caused Han Li, who was on the side, to look at him and couldn’t help but tsk in his heart.

　　If in the south of the sky, this kind of thing will not happen. It seemed that the Confucian Sect was really strict in its rules, surprisingly allowing Immortal Cultivators to bow their heads to a mortal. However, this kind of scenario would probably only happen to lower-ranked Immortal Cultivators, and this kind of thing would never happen to higher-ranked Immortal Cultivators. Han Li thought with a secret sneer.

　　”Well, I’m here to see Brother Lu this time. Is Mr. Lu free right now?” The middle-aged Confucian asked without moving.

　　”The Lower Academy has an honored guest here now, and Mister is in the study to accompany him. I’ll give Mr. Yan a heads up.” The white-robed young man said so after thinking about it.

　　”Good, please trouble Your Excellency!” The Confucian scholar surnamed Yan said with a hint of a smile at his words.

　　The white-robed young man knew that although the person in front of him was a mortal, he was very close to Mr. Lu, so of course, he didn’t dare to be slow. After a polite sentence in his mouth, he hurriedly reached out and pulled out a transmitting note, whispered a few words to it, then raised his hand, the transmitting note turned into a fire light and shot away to the rear, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

　　Not long after, Han Li suddenly felt a not weak divine sense suddenly swept from afar, after a sweep in a few people, immediately converged back.

　　Han Li’s heart stirred, knowing that this was most likely that Mr. Lu. Just from the strength of his divine sense, he had an early JieDan cultivation, which was much higher than the expected mid to late stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, which made him a little surprised.

　　To him, the lower this person’s cultivation level was naturally the better, which made it impossible to see his method of concealment.

　　A moment later, in the air above where Han Li and the others stood, the spirit waves trembled, and a man’s faint voice suddenly resounded, “Is it Brother Yan? It’s the right time to come, I have an honored guest here that Brother Yan may wish to come and meet. Well, this little friend next to you, come along too.”