The banks of Luo River.

    Chen Yun looked longingly at the king of golden scales fish.

    Zhang Qian and Lin Chen knew Chen Yun was talking about serious matters, so they stood on the sidelines and did not speak.

    The king of golden scales carp pondered for a moment before saying, "This matter will be explained by the little spirit in detail."

    Chen Yun said, "Please."

    The king of golden scales carp spoke slowly, "Chen lord, you are not aware that the little spirit was not a demon in the Luo river in the early years." The king of golden scales carp continued, "I once accidentally ingested a fairy grass near the seashore by mistake. Due to luck, I acquired spirituality. Initially, the little spirit did not know how to cultivate. It simply instinctively absorbed solar and lunar essence. Gradually, it stirred up trouble in the Xie River and was tamed by Sang Monk Qieyi from Langshan Mountain. The little spirit begged for mercy earnestly. Monk Qieyi felt that my cultivation base came hard-earned and so brought me back to Five Ji River at the foot of Langshan Mountain to be nourished by Buddhist teachings day and night."

    It sounds like you're asking, "Does this imply that there is a nine-grain millet in Langshan Mountain?"

    Chen Yun continued listening.

    The king of golden scales carp said, "After practicing for nearly a hundred years in Five Ji River, one day I saw a divine bird, Dan Que, carry nine-grain millet and arrived. At that time, I was curious who it was. Who knew that after Dan Que scattered the seeds of nine-grain millet, it straight away rushed towards the little spirit. At that moment, the little spirit was scared and dove into the bottom of the water to escape. It then arrived at Luo River and settled here."

    Chen Yun asked, "Your Highness, are you implying that there is nine-grain millet in Langshan Mountain?"

    The king of golden scales carp smiled and said, "If the nine-grain millet brought by Dan Que had grown at that time, there should be nine-grain millet now. However, it has only been a hundred years and has not yet matured." Chen Yun asked, "Your Highness, are you saying that there is nine-grain millet in Langshan Mountain?" The king of golden scales carp laughed and said, "However, what Your Lordship needs is the dew of nine-grain millet. The unripe nine-grain millet is just right."

    If so, it is highly possible that there really is nine-grain millet dew in Langshan Mountain.

    Chen Yun couldn't help but furrow his brows.

    Because he has no acquaintance with the Great Sage of Langshan Mountain.

    Moreover, this place is an unknown number of thousands of miles away from Langshan Mountain, so even if one knows about it, it seems to be of no use.

    As Chen Yun was deep in thought.

    The king of golden scales carp said again, "When the little spirit was taking the Shoujie Xian to Zun Wang Temple, it seemed that it had seen a disciple of the Great Sage named Hui Yuan. If Chen lord really wants to obtain the dew of nine-grain millet, maybe he can ask Respectable Master Hui Yuan and he will give it to him. After all, the dew of nine-grain millet is not a precious thing."

    Chen Yun's eyes lit up, saying, "Thank you for the reminder, Your Highness. I'll go find Respectable Master Hui Yan right away."

    The king of golden scales carp said, "Very well."

    Chen Yun looked at Zhang Qian and Lin Chen, saying, "Two senior brothers, would you please accompany me?"

    "Alright."

    "It's just that I haven't seen you, Chenjie, for a long time. We can chat about old times together."

    Zhang Qian and Lin Chen agreed.

    After saying their farewells, the three of them, along with the king of golden scales carp, bid goodbye and then set off towards the Zun Wang Temple with the aid of horse spirit talismans.

    ...

    Two to three li is quite short.

    It was there before you knew it.

    At this time, the main gate of Zun Wang Temple was tightly closed.

    Chen Yun knocked as he had done before.

    A voice of Hui Yan came from inside, "Is it Brother Chen coming back?"

    Chen Yun quickly said, "Respectable Master Hui Yan, there is something I need to ask for. May I see you?"

    As soon as he finished speaking, the temple gate opened from inside.

    Hui Yan smiled and said, "I wonder what business Brother Chen has that brings you to seek out the humble self?"

    After thinking for a moment, Chen Yun spoke: "I have heard that there is nine-grain millet in Langshan Mountain. Therefore, I would like to ask for some dew of nine-grain millet from your esteemedness. If it is acceptable to you, I am willing to offer a few plants of Zhu Yu grass as a counter exchange."

    Hui Yan was startled for a moment, and then said, "My Langshan Mountain does have nine-grain millet, and the dew often accompanies it. However, this dew is not very effective. If Brother Chen wants it, there is no need for exchanging with material items. I will send an aura to my respected master and have his Buddhist soldiers deliver the dew."

    Chen Yun was overjoyed, bowing deeply and said, "Thank you, respectful master. On the day when I can be of use to you, I will go through fire and water without the least hesitation."

    "Hehe, brother Chen is too polite. " Hui Yan said: "The road to Langshan Mountain is quite far from here. The dew may not reach tomorrow. Wouldn't it be better if Brother Chen found a place to stay first? I can come find you when I get the dew tomorrow?"

    Chen Yun said, "I dare not trouble you to come and deliver it. I will come to Zun Wang Temple to find you tomorrow."

    Hui Yan said, "All right."

    ...

    After saying goodbye to Hui Yan, Chen Yun, Zhang Qian, and Lin Chen set off on their way to Luoyang City together.

    After passing through the inspection by the city guards, the three successfully entered the city.

    After a while, Lin Chen led Chen Yun and Zhang Qian to his place of residence.

    In a relatively remote suburb of the city, there was a two-bedroom flat house.

    As soon as the three of them entered the living room, Zhang Qian couldn't help but be speechless. "Lin junior, are you really doing so poorly? Such a small house?"

    Lin Chen rolled his eyes and said, "You may think my house is small, but its price is very expensive, reaching a whopping 420 strings of coins!"

    Chen Yun was shocked, "A tiny little place, but it costs 420 strings of coins?"

    Zhang Qian was equally astonished, "That's just a few chi of space, right? 420 strings of coins? You can't have been swindled, can you?"

    Lin Chen, while closing the door and bringing tea and water for the two of them, kept saying in a hurry, "You don't know, the house prices in Luoyang are incredibly expensive. At first, I saw a haunted house that was similar in size to mine. It was being sold for 50% off, but even then it would still cost me 210 strings of coins. That's why it's not easy to make a living in Luoyang."

    Yes, this is only about five to sixty square meters in total, but it costs four hundred and twenty strings of coins. It's indeed not easy to make a living here.

    Chen Yun nodded in agreement.

    As he spoke, Lin Chen also sat down, looking curious and asking, "Brother Chen, there is something I don't understand."

    Chen Yun took a sip of tea and said, "Brother Lin, please go ahead."

    Lin Chen sounded puzzled, "Me, you, and Brother Zhang are all laborers at the Transmission of Dao Temple, but it seems we haven't gained enough face to be able to call on Brother Lu and General Guan for help."

    As soon as Zhang Qian heard this, he couldn't help but laugh, "Brother Lin, things have changed now. Brother Chen's status and position are different from ours."

    Lin Chen was taken aback and said, "How is it different? Is it because Brother Chen has been adopted as a formal disciple?"

    He was quite quick-witted, changing from "Brother Chen" to "Brother Chen Shixiong" in his words without leaving a trace.

    Zhang Qian belted out a laugh, "That's not it. Right after you left, Brother Chen became a formal disciple of the Transmission of Dao Temple."

    Lin Chen was moved to tears and said, "I didn't expect Brother Chen to have such blessings. He has actually become a formal disciple of the Transmission of Dao Temple. Little brother is curious, who is Brother Master's true teacher?"

    Chen Yun was about to reveal the information, "I..."

    "Brother Chen, wait a moment." Zhang Qian purposely withheld the answer and said to Brother Lin, "Guess who Brother Chen Shixiong was received into the doorway of?"

    "You're still keeping secrets from me?" Lin Chen laughed awkwardly, then said, "Alright, since there's nothing to do tonight, I'll guess which senior brother's door Brother Chen Shixiong has entered. Maybe it's Wang Zi Xi..."

    As he spoke, Lin Chen was observing the reactions on Brother Chen and Zhang Qian's faces.

    Seeing Zhang Qian's smile and silence, Lin Chun quickly changed his tone and said in astonishment, "Could Brother Chen have entered the doorway of Master Wang Laozhi or Master Zheng Wenshu?"

    You see, both Master Wang Laozhi and Master Zheng Wenshu are all direct disciples of Zhongli Quan.

    In Lin Chen's view, if Chen Yun really entered the doorway of either Master Wang Laozhi or Master Zheng Wenshu, he would definitely achieve great success in the future.

    But Zhang Qian said, "It's not that."

    "Ah?" Lin Chen was taken aback for a moment, furrowing his brows and saying, "Not Master Wang Laozhi or Master Zheng Wenshu? Then I really can't guess. Brother Zhang, please tell me quickly."

    Zhang Qian finally didn't withhold the answer, "Hehe, Chen Shixiong, you have entered our ancestor's doorway!"

    "What?" Lin Chun shot up from his seat and stared at Brother Chen with disbelief on his face. He inhaled deeply and said, "C-Congratulations, Brother Chen Shixiong! You truly entered the doorway of our ancestor!"

    Chen Yun smiled and nodded, "Yes, I'm fortunate to be included in my teacher's hall."

    Lin Chen was completely stunned.

    He had known that Chen Yun's talent might enable him to enter the doorway of Transmission of Dao Temple, but he had never expected Chen Yun to become Zhongli Quan's disciple.

    Now, he felt rather constrained, as if he didn't know whether to sit or stand.

    Zhang Qian was still teasing Lin Chen, "Brother Lin, guess what Brother Chen's current cultivation level is?"

    "Modification?" Lin Chun was stunned and said, "Could Brother Chen have already cultivated out qi energy?"

    Zhang Qian said, "It's not just that he has cultivated out qi energy. Brother Chen is now an eight-level mage!"

    Lin Chen couldn't help but take a deep breath and exclaimed, "I've only been away from the Transmission of Dao Temple for such a short time, and Brother Chen has gone from just establishing his foundation to becoming an eight-level mage? That's simply incredible!"

    Although Chen Yun disliked boasting, he couldn't help but feel a bit of satisfaction in his heart as he saw Lin Chun's astonished expression.

    He feigned a casual demeanor and said, "Well, we've been busy for half the night. It's getting late. Let's rest early."

    Lin Chen quickly concealed his shocked expression and said with a slightly servile tone, "Okay, Brother Chen. You can sleep on the bed tonight, while I and Brother Zhang will make do with a makeshift mat."

    Chen Yun was not going to take the lead, so finally, under his persuasion, the three of them washed up and slept together in the bed.

    Perhaps it was because they were exhausted from being on edge for most of the night, for as soon as they got into bed, all three of them fell asleep.

    ...

    The next morning, dawn.

    Lin Chen got up early and said he wanted to buy some good wine and food to properly entertain Brother Chen and Brother Zhang.

    Chen Yun, because he had a date with Hui Yan, took out the house key given by Zhang Chengfan and let Zhang Qian take Lin Chun there first. He said he would go as soon as he got the dew of nine-grain millet.

    After all, they hadn't seen each other for so long, and he was definitely going to catch up with Lin Chen.

    Also, there was another thing. Chen Yun was afraid that he might lose the Zonggui seal. He temporarily hid it in the dark compartment of the small copper stove. It was not convenient to take it out last night with the three of them together, so he naturally needed to take it out and return it on the road where no one was.

    They made their way to the Zunwang Temple.

    Although it was hundreds of miles away, with Chen Yun's possession of the Shenxing Mark, his travel speed was still incredibly fast.

    Approximately at 9 o'clock in the morning, he arrived at the Zun Wang Temple once again.

    To his surprise, before he had a chance to enter, he saw Hui Yan holding a purification bottle standing at the gate waiting for him.

    Chen Yun quickly bowed and said, "Greetings, Hui Yan sifu."

    Hui Yan smiled and said, "It's fortunate that Chen Dao friend has come. Otherwise, I was about to go to Luoyang City to find you."

    He said this while handing over the purification bottle, "This is the nine-grain millet dew that my teacher had sent through the Buddha soldiers. My teacher also said that since there's an opportunity for us to get to know each other better, Chen Dao friend, would you mind having me as a friend as well?"

    Of course, Chen Yun knew that Hui Yan's words were not directed at him personally. Although the nine-grain millet dew wasn't particularly precious, the fact that it had been sent to him overnight by the Buddha soldiers over such a long distance was clearly because of Zhongli Quan's influence.

    That is to say, Hui Yan hopes to establish a connection with Zhongli Quan through himself.

    Of course, whether Zhongli Quan is willing to befriend Hui Yan is another matter entirely.

    Chen Yun was very content in his heart. As long as he could become friends with Hui Yan, he didn't need to promise anything. Being just a line to maintain relationships was enough.

    He bowed and said, "Thank you for considering me a friend, Hui Yan sifu. I am more than willing to have you as my friend as well."

    "Ha ha, good, very good." Hui Yan said, handing over the purification bottle, "This purification bottle is a small magical tool that can contain objects. It has about as much nine-grain millet dew as a water jar. If Brother Chen still feels it's not enough, I can have the Buddha soldiers continue to gather more nine-grain millet dew and send it to you."

    "Enough, enough." Chen Yun said with gratitude, "I really, really thank you, Hui Yan sifu."

    As he spoke, his heart was thumping and he accepted the purification bottle.

    Got it!

    Finally got it!

    Chen Yun was overjoyed. With this nine-grain millet dew, he would be able to gather all the medicinal materials and brew the Lianjing Huaxi Tang to refine his qi energy!

    Once the Lianjing Huaxi soup is brewed, he would be close to becoming a lower-grade mage.

    At that time, he would be able to learn the genuine techniques of the Xuanmen from his teacher!

    (The end of this chapter)