My whole family cultivated immortality without telling me

Chapter 163: Point troops and generals, and pull out wherever you point.
"Do you ask Zong?"

"Brother Shen, I heard that the Taoist Sect was originally two points stronger than the Guixu Sect."

"Is Yunxiaofang City a Taoist sect?"

"It was before, but now, I'm afraid it has been occupied by the other two sects."

"Why did it decline?"

"Senior Chu didn't know either. He just said it was inexplicable. The Taoist ancestor was especially miserable..."

Shen Qingyun was filled with emotion after hearing this.

A huge thing like the Guixu Gate rises and falls without any warning.

"One five-level realm, dozens of fourteen-level realms, hundreds of three-level realms... How big an impact will these forces have if they fall apart?"

Fortunately, it's more than 200 million miles away.

"Is it more than 200 million miles?" Shen Qingyun confirmed.

Mai nodded repeatedly and said in a low voice: "It's just a little more. Senior Chu said that this news happened more than half a year ago."

"Just talking about this one thing, you made 500 taels?"

Shen Qingyun was speechless.

A story with no beginning and no end can make such a profit mainly because of the aura of the three-character world of immortality.

Hearing this, Mai couldn't help but burst into tears: "If my pig is still here, I'm no worse than them!"

"The old ones won't go away, and the new ones won't come in. Brother Mai, don't wallow in the past, but look forward. Maybe there will be a better pig waiting for you..."

After some consolation, Mai felt better.

"Brother Shen, you have to come up with an idea."

The Xuanfa team is extremely popular in Nanshi.

This month, the story of the outlaw Zhang San has been played out for five or six reincarnations.

Although the old viewers who clock in every day don't feel bored, they can't resist the spoilers below.

Hearing what Mai said, Shen Qingyun was almost happy.

"This group of people is indispensable everywhere..."

Seeing that Shen Qingyun didn't pay attention, Mai said in a low voice: "The two groups almost broke out into conflict."

Shen Qingyun was shocked: "A fight?"

"That's impossible. Do you dare to act like this at the place where the law is being promulgated?" Mai said dullly, "It's just noisy anyway. The old one relies on himself to listen more, and the law opens his mouth, while the new one is unconvinced and messes around."

"You don't want to give me any advice?"

"We...were watching the show on the stage."

Shen Qingyun was speechless.

"So the key is the script. Talk to the people from the Ministry of Punishment, get some representative files, and the cost of writing..."

Mai got the tip and left.

Shen Qingyun sat in a daze.

After muttering two million miles for a long time, he got up and went to the back garden to continue writing the monument.

Senbu.

After Ji Ru returned, he locked himself in a public room.

Approaching the lower office, he knew he couldn't escape, so he sighed and stood up...

My hands were shaking when I opened the door.

As a result, when the door opened, a smiling Yanzong Qiutu was walking towards him.

For most of the day, I avoided loneliness.

"Junior brother, I'm back."

Ji Ru hurriedly hummed and followed the two senior brothers.

Seeing the gloomy look on his brow, Yan Zong advised: "The things in the world are complicated, which will inevitably confuse the Taoist mind, but we must remember that training is the most important thing."

"Elder brother, I remember."

Qiu Tu took the opportunity to ask: "Senior Brother, what can you say behind the training?"

"I don't know either," Yanzong smiled and shook his head, "It makes sense for Master to ask me to remind you like this."

The three of them left the Immortal Club, and Qiu Tu was the first to leave.

"Where are you going, Second Senior Brother?" Ji Ru asked.

"The people from the town invited him to get together," Yanzong glanced at Juru, "and asked me to borrow ten taels of silver."

Ji Ru is speechless after hearing the words.

"Junior brother, now that we have entered the secular world, this kind of entertainment will be common in the future," Yanzong said seriously, "So you must be careful about that matter. We can't reach out to Master every day, right."

Juru hesitated for a long time: "Senior Brother, over there at Xianping Mountain..."

"The main thing over there is to let Zhao Batian watch," Yanzong waved his hand, "They can't make any waves, the key is money."

"I'm talking about money..."

Ji Ru recounted everything that happened in the morning, and when he looked up, the flowing hair on the back of his senior brother's head was frozen in the air.

a long time……

"Can they use the method of enchantment?"

"There are no traces of spellcasting."

"But the Forbidden Military Division is looking for someone to reward them?"

"If there's something different, I can see it."

……

Eliminating all suspicious factors, the feeling that Yanzong's soul is flying out of the sky is even more obvious.

"You told a story for more than an hour and earned 500 taels?"

Putting this matter in the world of immortality, is it equivalent to listening to the sermons of the elders of the sect and then having an epiphany?
He shook his head fiercely: "Something's wrong, how could they be so..."

"It was Shen Qingyun who gave them the idea." Ji Ru sighed, "I heard that there is more than one idea, and telling stories is just a small test."

"Shen Qingyun's idea?"

Yan Zong was dumbfounded.

He just tried his best idea and made 500 taels in just over an hour?
Yan Zong's whole body was shocked with a strong sour smell.

When I met the cultivators in Xianping Mountain in the morning, they were all suffering brothers who were short of money...

After half a day, the other party was sitting on 500 taels.

"Here, we still need to borrow ten taels for dinner!"

Yanzong turned his head and stared at Jiru quietly.

"Junior brother clearly said that if we just let go of contact, we won't make any money..."

On the way back to the first house.

The cultivators passed by Xianpingshan Station.

The gate of the station is closed, and it looks like it was the same as in the morning.

But very different.

Newly painted front door.

New paint on the fence.

There are four strings of red lanterns hanging on the left and right sides of the mansion gate, with the words Xianping and Luo Wu on the right and Qin Wu and Tianshu on the left.

No one saw the joy of the new station.

I only smelled the strong smell of silver.

"How much does this set cost?"

"The cost of materials and labor, if we finish the work in half a day, I'm afraid it will cost more than ten taels."

"Huh, if you have some money, you will be slutty. There will be times when they are poor!"

"There are four strings of lanterns hanging, and there are only two strings in the first house..."

"Someone came out."

……

With a creak, the door opened wide.

In the hands of the little monk Wolverine, there are eight bunches of bright red candied haws on his cross.

I saw him eating as he walked, taking a bite from the left and a bite from the right.

After taking more than thirty steps, eight strings were made.

When the cultivators saw this, they swallowed their saliva and prepared to leave...

"Hey, this thing is just like that if you eat too much. It's a pity that I bought more than 200 skewers... and just gave them to the neighbors."

Wolverine sighed softly and touched the storage bag with his hand. It was no longer eight...

But three mace gourd sticks!
This time he didn't eat it and distributed it to the little kids along the street, which caused a lot of excitement.

The cultivators couldn't stand it any longer and fled quickly.

Back at the first house, the cultivators were transcribing laws and meditating as usual.

It seems like the same routine as before...

However, Qin Moran could feel that the disciples could not calm down.

"What happened today?"

Yanzong, who was called, was in a daze, but was shocked when he heard this.

"Master Qi, no, it's okay..."

"Everyone is distracted," Qin Moran said lightly, "Don't wait until something happens before you beg me."

"Yes, I should have told them the importance of training, so everyone has their own guesses."

Qin Moran suddenly realized.

"It's useless to think wildly, just study the law carefully."

"Yes, Master."

Yanzong hesitated for a moment and then resigned.

He wandered around the house aimlessly and subconsciously walked to the pavilion.

Jian Jiru was in a daze inside and wanted to go there, but after thinking about it, he shook his head and stayed away.

"Junior brother is really helpless." But this comparison...

"Shen Qingyun, who comes up with any idea, is the silver coin..."

Not even fucking human.

Yanzong scolded him all the way, and the people he met were all maids and servants of the house.

When he reached the gate of the mansion, he suddenly stopped.

"They also need Master to support them."

It can even be said that the Ministry of Internal Affairs did not consider us in the salary paid to the eldest princess!
Thinking about this, he felt even more ashamed and felt short of breath.

At this moment, he looked over and saw Qiu Tu returning home.

Although the joy on Qiu Tu's face only lasted for a moment and disappeared as soon as he entered the house, he was still caught by him.

"Does it feel good to be flattered?"

Yanzong's face was slightly cold.

"Second Junior Brother."

"Ah, Senior Brother?" Qiu Tu asked in confusion, "Senior Brother is waiting for me specifically?"

Yan Zongpi smiled but said: "It's fun to have dinner tonight, isn't it?"

Qiu Tu actually heard a hint of anger in his gentle smile.

"Senior brother, please don't make fun of me," Qiu Tu understood that he had been misunderstood and said with a bitter smile, "I'm just happy that I didn't spend any money tonight... Senior brother, I'll pay you back."

After receiving the twelve silver ingots, Yan Zong felt a sense of relief.

But the next moment, he fell silent.

"Junior brother is happy because he didn't spend any money, and I feel secure because I got the money back."

Think about the Xianpingshan station again, especially the one who eats...candied haws...

Yanzong decided to share the blessings and told the matter.

After Qiu Tu heard this, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning for two hours.

Compared with Yanzong, he had managed the accounts and distributed the money, and he knew the weight of 500 taels better than the other party.

"If you haven't violated the order, how can you make money? Is my junior just a decoration?"

"Not really." After Yanzong finished speaking, he sighed, "Junior brother is still thinking about it, but I think..."

He didn't say anything, but he shook his head.

"Shen Qingyun, it's Shen Qingyun again!"

Mentioning Shen Qingyun, Qiu Tu thought of his babies and his heart ached.

"No, I will go to Nanshi in person tomorrow morning..."

"They probably won't go."

"Why?"

"Shen Qingyun came up with many ideas, and teaching is just a small test," Yanzong said silently, "Besides, how long will it take to spend 500 taels?"

Qiu Tu: "..."

That night.

The first house was as quiet as a ghost.

The Shen Mansion feels like facing a formidable enemy.

"After I succeed later, I will take control and let you pluck your hair!"

Gu Gu Gu nodded fiercely.

A high five from both big and small hands!

The crane chirps again!

Extremely arrogant!

"Shen Qingyun or He Qingyun, it depends on this battle!"

Shen Qingyun looked up to the sky and shouted softly, and the order of the drums melted into his body.

Although there is no big-breasted turtle appearing, the body-refining warrior's energy and blood are released.

Seeing this, Xiaomeng smiled contemptuously.

Many of the guards in the second realm of Pang Mansion were taken care of by it.

There was another crane cry that announced the strong, it folded its wings and swooped down like an arrow!

The speed was so fast that the sliver of night it traveled down was blurry.

Linshen Qingyun's head is three feet tall...

It kicked out its claws, spread its wings diagonally, and was about to repeat its old tricks!

At this moment, it had a flash of inspiration.

"Give him a big one today!"

Suddenly!

Its butt bulges...

"Whether it is rare or dry depends on your own destiny!"

Xiaomeng sneered and lowered his head to enjoy the next scene...

Then it saw Shen Qingyun punch himself in a futile blow.

But the laughter is still accelerating in its slender neck...

A punch that was in vain, but suddenly burst into glory!
Brilliant colors soar into the sky, Li Fist changes!
Transformed into a roaring turtle... a turtle!
Aotou's mouth is full of sharp teeth, opening and closing with the air of devouring heaven and earth.

Without even giving Xiaomeng a chance to react, Aotou howled, bit its right wing, and threw it to the ground!
The frightened Xiaomeng rolled and fell in the air.

Before it had time to adjust its posture, its neck was suddenly held by a huge force!
Then pull with great force!
A smiling human face appeared in its pupils.

"Sister Baiyi, boil the water!"

"Uncle Zhou, Pen'er!"

After shouting twice, Shen Qingyun carried the crane to the stone table, picked up the brush he had prepared, and drew along the center line of the crane from beginning to end, dividing the crane into equal parts.

"Point the troops, point the generals, and pull out wherever you point...the left side? It's exactly what I want!"

Pang Mansion.

Another day of failure, Pang Bo wandered outside his daughter's boudoir.

After struggling for a long time, he gritted his teeth.

"Yan'er, dad needs to see you for something!"

Pang Yan'er opened the door, let Pang Bo in, and said calmly: "What's the matter, father?"

Pang Bo smiled broadly and was about to speak when suddenly an idea flashed across his face.

"Ahem, it was Qingyun's request..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the indifference on his daughter's face and fled quickly.

"What do you have to say, Fellow Daoist Shen?"

"Well, Shen Dao... Bah, Qingyun said that Yan'er has sandalwood that can calm the mind and meditate."

"Do you want Fellow Daoist Shen?"

Before Pang Bo could speak, Pang Yan'er went up and down the stairs.

"Tell Fellow Daoist Shen that you cannot use this thing too much. If you use external force to clear your mind and meditate, it is no different from being brainless."

???

Pang Bo clenched his fists, thinking that it was his own son, so he took it and went out angrily.

As soon as I walked out, I heard a scream.

Then a...monster fell from the sky!

"Small...cute?"

As the owner, Pang Yan'er was stunned for a long time before she recognized it, and hurriedly stepped forward.

Pang Bo followed and looked down...

Good guy.

Xiao Meng has lost half of her hair!
He didn't believe in evil, so he squatted down and looked around.

I just couldn't find a single missing hair on the left, nor could I find a hole with missing hair on the right.

"Fuck grandma, she's too particular about hair plucking."

Pang Bo was so happy that he suddenly felt a chill on his back.

Turning around, he saw his daughter's cold eyes.

In Pang Yan'er's opinion, except for her father, who was bullied twice by Xianhe, there would be no one else who could deal such a heavy blow to Xianhe!
"not me!"

"I said it was strange that my father came here," Pang Yan'er said lightly, "How could Fellow Daoist Shen, who is so smart, use something that can calm the mind and meditate? It turns out that my father wanted to prove it to himself."

Pang Bo was suffering from inability to explain, and suddenly remembered something.

"Yan'er, it's definitely not dad, it's Shen Qing... Daughter, don't leave, please listen to me..."

Bang!
The building door is closed.

Pang Yan'er's voice just came out.

"Father, don't say that you are throwing dirty water on Fellow Daoist Shen. Even if it is really him who did it, so what?"

Pang Bo touched his nose, tilted his head, and looked at Xiaomeng who was also stunned.

"Did Shen Qingyun do it?"

Xiaomeng nodded blankly.

"Go tell your master and let her vent your anger."

Do you think I can’t understand human language?Xiao Meng glanced at Pang Bo with disdain and staggered away.

"Damn it, even a bird is so snobbish?"

After a while.

Pombo's bedroom.

The smoke of sandalwood curls up to soothe the mind and meditate.

Pangbo rubbed his hands excitedly, but before he could move the borrowed big turtle out, he yawned and fell into a deep sleep.

(End of this chapter)