My whole family cultivated immortality without telling me

Chapter 189 Oh, I advise you two not to seek death.
The family dinner is over.

The brothers left.

After chatting with his mother about the imperial decree for a while, Shen Qingyun said again: "Mom, after learning the etiquette in the palace, you still have to enter the palace to thank me."

Yun Qianqian looked slightly nervous: "Do I have to go?"

"Don't worry, Mom," Shen Qingyun said with a smile, "In addition to thanking you, I also got to know Gaoming's circle. It's basically just chatting."

Hearing the word "chat", Yun Qianqian felt panicked, and then thought: "If I kill other people..."

Seeing his mother in a daze, Shen Qingyun picked up the smallest disc and left.

"My mother is really not very good at chatting..."

He was happy for his mother to get to know more people, especially since he was about to go to Luowufang City and spend less time with his mother.

"You have to think of a way. It would be best if someone leads you into that circle, or..."

Thinking about it, he came to Uncle Zhou's chamber.

There is no light in the room.

"I'm going to serve the horses again. Uncle Zhou's days are zero and seven..."

The stables of Shen Mansion are small and built in the southwest corner of the back door, next to the woodshed and warehouse.

A lantern was hung outside the stable, and Uncle Zhou was adding beans to the hay in the manger.

There are two stables for one horse.

Like Uncle Zhou, Ma's biggest characteristic is that he is old, and he seems to have a tendency to become a spirit when he gets old.

Seeing Shen Qingyun appear, the old horse nodded and snorted, as if to say hello, but felt it was not enough. He turned his lips up and down, revealing two rows of big teeth, which made Shen Qingyun happy.

"Looking at his temperament, he doesn't look like a horse in his twenties."

Shen Qingyun sighed.

Uncle Zhou turned around when he heard this and said with a smile: "Why is the young master here?"

"Bring me something for Uncle Zhou."

Shen Qingyun put the plate down casually without feeling dirty. He entered the stable and scratched the old horse's neck.

The skin on the lower neck is loose, as if it has been pulled downwards by the cruel hands of time.

"Uncle Zhou, is the BMW 25 or 26?"

"Let me think about it... Well, I should have bought it from Beishi eight years before the young master was born."

"Uncle Zhou remembers all this," Shen Qingyun praised with a smile, stroking the BMW's mane, "26, if you put it on someone, you are already seventy or eighty years old."

BMW squinted at the young master and looked at Uncle Zhou.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't worry, the young master is just a little sentimental."

"The two surnames of Shen Yun are both well-known in the world of immortality. Don't do things like killing donkeys and making others laugh."

"Relax..."

……

BMW doesn't feel good.

Shen Qingyun licked the beans for a while, and when he saw Uncle Zhou finishing adding the beans, he raised the small vat of wine next to him and poured it into the trough.

"Uncle Zhou, how much do you get?"

"It weighs three pounds now."

"Tsk, the older you get, the better your ability to drink. If you ask me, I'd better let my second uncle take this horse. In the future, my second uncle will drink with others, and you can fuck other people's mounts. It's a perfect match."

Hearing this, BMW snorted again, and Ma's eyes also stared.

"You still don't accept it? If you see a horse drinking, it's okay if you don't want to send it over." Shen Qingyun poured just over a kilogram and patted the horse's face, "You have to control the amount of alcohol you drink. I don't even drive drunk. What good are you thinking about?"

After pouring the wine, he pointed to the plate: "Uncle Zhou, Sister Baiyi has already eaten, this is your share."

He said it casually, and Uncle Zhou naturally understood what he meant, so he said with a smile: "Thank you young master for the reward."

Shen Qingyun was secretly proud, but also worried that Uncle Zhou would not eat, so he swept left and right and entered the woodshed.

Not long after, he came out with an armful of logs and threw them on the ground without taking the axe.

"Uncle Zhou, I will show you a unique skill. You can watch it while you eat."

After finishing speaking, he took two steps back, spread his feet forward and backward, put the palms of his hands together and put them at his waist, with a solemn expression on his face, and said word by word: "Turtle... Bah, Tiger Style Qigong!"

As soon as the word "Gong" fell, his palms seemed to be holding invisible objects, pushing towards more than a dozen logs on the ground.

The log cracked silently, as if it was cut open by countless wind blades at the same time.

"Oh my God," Uncle Zhou's face widened and he said happily for a while, "Congratulations, young master, on your great achievement!"

Shen Qingyun waved his hands and stepped forward to pick up the firewood and look at it.

"A total of fifteen logs, each ten pieces, big and small..."

Shen Qingyun was secretly happy when he saw several firewoods of different sizes.

“Didn’t this find a direction for our efforts again?”

After chopping more than a dozen times in a row, Shen Qingyun finished his practice and waved away after Lao Zhou finished eating the spiritual object and shouted, "Enough is enough."

Bao Bao watched the young master off and then looked at Uncle Zhou.

"Don't come here anymore."

"Do you blame me?" Uncle Zhou glanced at the BMW, "This is the young master's home. Whether I come or not will not affect the young master's coming."

Ba Bao was so angry that his lips trembled and he was shocked when he saw Lao Zhou holding up the small jar and leaving.

"Do you really want to lose weight?!"

"You should be lucky that the young master didn't say that 25's horse should have died long ago."

Putting the wine jar in the kitchen, after thinking for a while, Uncle Zhou used another technique to prevent thieves and returned to his house.

If a mortal wants to eat spiritual things, it is no different from dreaming, regardless of chance.

What's more, he is just an old slave in a mortal family.

Therefore, the spiritual objects given by Shen Qingyun were more sweet than the elixir given by his master.

"It's a pity that the young master cannot cultivate immortality..."

Thinking of the young master's magical skill just now, he felt pity and relief.

"He has strength, speed, and can control his wishes. I really want to see the day when the young master can defeat all kinds of magic with his single strength."

While he was thinking about it, he began to change himself according to the spiritual things he ate——

The old eyes are brighter.

The number of pleats cannot be small, but...it can be shallower.

"The back must not be straight!"

"How about a few black hairs showing out? Wouldn't it be too conspicuous..."

……

After getting the person, Shen Qingyun started to dote on him again.

At this time, he hesitated slightly.

"I was hasty. I only asked Senior Chu Xing about the standards for mortals to eat spiritual things..."

As soon as he lowered his gaze, he looked from Huniu to Xiao Jiuwan, then from Xiao Jiuwan to Huniu, and finally added Xiao Luhua to the mix.

Seeing this, San'er Chong felt uneasy.

"What's up?"

"Can you refuse or whatever? Just eat it."

"You two have missed the point. The point is how the young master wants us to change after eating."

"jijiji..."

"Boss, look at my son, he said Aunt Tiger was right."

"Heh, don't be shy... Huh? I know what you will look like if you eat a spiritual creature. The comb must be green!"

"The color doesn't matter, I want to turn back into an eagle, even a green eagle! Dog legs, why don't you grow your legs?"

"Oh, I advise you two not to seek death. How did you get into Shen's mansion? Don't you have any idea?"

……

Shen Qingyun struggled for a long time and decided in his heart. He grabbed the chicken's neck and squeezed it, and more than a dozen stars in the sky rolled in.

The dog's legs trembled and he subconsciously jumped back. Shen Qingyun grabbed him while he was still in the air.

"Drum drum, same as last time!"

He opened the dog's mouth, narrowed his eyes with a big smile, and poured the rhinoceros meat into the dog's mouth.

"Enough is enough!"

Shen Qingyun was startled, quickly dropped his dog legs and looked at Huniu.

Huniu is indeed different.

She walked over by herself, rubbed her tiger head against the young master's calf, lowered her head and fucked Kui rhinoceros hard.

"I have to say, this meat is the most disgusting thing I have ever tasted..."

What Shen Qingyun cares about most is Huniu.

Seeing Huniu wolfing down two pieces of meat in several bites, she hurriedly said: "That's enough, that's enough. Let's rest for a while before eating."

Huniu stopped obediently.

A quarter of an hour later.

The little black chicken began to change, its blush became redder and its comb became smaller...

As a result, Hu Niu glared and her cockscomb grew bigger. "I'll go and grow a comb?"

Shen Qingyun was heartbroken.

"This is useless. Of course being cute is important, but you also have to be useful!"

"I don't ask you to sing the song of a rooster and the whole world will be white."

"I don't want you to open thousands of houses at once."

"Sharp claws can cut gold, and a mustard feather can generate strong winds. These are the only practical things... eh?"

He was suddenly startled, looked at the little black chicken meaningfully, and cursed: "You are so mean-spirited, young master, stop talking here, our Shen family will always be monogamous!"

The little black chicken covered his face and retreated.

Dog legs make a shining appearance.

"I am the young master's loyal companion. Since the young master wants to be practical..."

While he was still thinking about it, Shen Qingyun stretched out his foot and pushed him aside.

"Just practice what I taught you, young master. Don't go out the next time and you won't be as good as a riding crop."

The dog's legs howled in anger, the dog shook its head and jumped away.

Shen Qingyun was secretly excited when he saw that Hu Niu had eaten Kui rhinoceros meat without any problems.

"I knew that Hu Niu was extraordinary. It seemed like she could eat them all..."

As he nodded, Huniu began to devour the food again.

"I don't dare to chew it at all. It still smells fishy when I taste it carefully. Don't let me know who made this thing!"

After winning the favor of the three children, Shen Qingyun picked up Xiao Jiuwan again.

He is least worried about Xiao Jiuwan.

"You have been fed a lot of spiritual rice since you were a child. You have a solid foundation. Please give me more."

After placing a dozen gypsophila stars in front of Jiuwan, the little reed catkins came running over.

As if she was afraid that her child would have eating problems, she trembled and pecked one, and the baby's breath just fell into her crop...

"Sister Baiyi, Uncle Zhou, little Luhua is so hairy!"

After Shen Weilong sent his younger brother home, the family had finished cleaning up the chicken feathers all over the place.

"What happened?"

Shen Weilong glanced at the chicken coop and saw that the little reed flowers were bare. He smiled to himself and asked knowingly.

"Dad, I fed little Luhua a spiritual object, and she just..." Shen Qingyun said bitterly, "Fortunately, it was just fried hair."

Shen Weilong nodded slightly: "If you survive the catastrophe, you will be blessed later."

Baiyi and Uncle Zhou glanced at the master.

"Haha, that's necessary." Shen Qingyun was very happy and said to Bai Yi, "Sister Bai Yi, I have to trouble you to sew a dress for little Luhua."

"Chicken clothes?" Even though Baiyi was versatile, he couldn't help but be tongue-tied, "Master, Baiyi has never sewed before."

"Come, come, let me teach you..."

Xingtianfang.

Shen Weihu's mansion.

Shen Weihu, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, looked in the mirror and grinned.

"Damn it, if it weren't for my own brother, I wouldn't be able to do such a heavy trick!"

As usual, the injuries all over the body will disappear as soon as you sleep.

But it won’t hurt.

not to mention……

"This time it's really inexplicable. I provoked whoever, damn it!"

After cursing a few words, he began to feel worried again.

"Qingyun asked me to go again in two days. Except for the last Winter Clothes Festival, I didn't do it. Every time it was the Hongmen Banquet, I couldn't stand it. Damn it, the Chinese New Year is coming soon. I have to run away...ahhhh!"

He went crazy again when he thought that the leave he asked for last time was wiped out by his brother.

"We have to think of a way to avoid Shen Wenlong!"

Early the next day.

Shen Qingyun immediately ran to the chicken coop.

Seeing that the little reed flowers were not yet cold, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

When I looked up, I saw the little black chicken standing on the empty branch, looking like a conspicuous bag.

"I don't know how to care about the beauty. How about coming down and warming your wife's bed."

Anyway, I have never seen a hairless Xiangyu.

The little black chicken cursed, reluctantly flew down and headed towards the chicken coop.

"I remember there is a kind of chicken called Xiangji, the kind that is castrated, and the meat is of good quality..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little black chicken jumped into the chicken coop and spread its wings warmly to protect his naked wife.

Shen Qingyun smiled with satisfaction.

After having breakfast in the banquet hall, he did not go to the office.

After playing with Huniu for a while, I left the house and headed southeast.

Fairy market opens today.

Viewed from the sky, the flow of people in Tianpu City is all heading to the southeast.

The fairy market was built in Furong Garden.

The Furong Garden was originally a landscape in the City of Heavenly Punishment.

There are views in all seasons.

Compared with Cuiting Lake, Furong Garden stands out in three words: small, clever and sophisticated.

When I was a child, Shen Qingyun often came here, but later found it boring. Counting the days...

"You haven't been here for eight or nine years?"

In the past ten years, the area around Furong Garden has changed a lot, especially the business boom, including the Yun family.

"Tsk, a tourism industry can arise in such a big place. There is a lot to be done for the spiritual civilization construction of our Qinwu people."

Because of the Fairy Market, the Furong Garden today is more lively than the Nanshi Theater with the madman Zhang San.

Unfortunately, the imperial court had already taken precautions. Three thousand city defense troops surrounded the fairy city. Those who could enter the garden were not ordinary people.

"Just the Xianpingshan family, what's there to see?"

Shen Qingyun was a little confused, squeezed out of the crowd, showed his badge and entered.

After taking two steps, he stepped back and looked up at the word "Xianshi".

"Your Highness really likes to leave calligraphy treasures everywhere..."

After looking it over, he frowned.

"It's actually signed?"

The calligraphy works may or may not be signed, it all depends on your mood.

But to outsiders, the value is completely different whether it is signed or not.

This point is fed back to everyone who usually does not pay, and the same sentence remains - capital wins.

"The word "Xianshi" is probably worth more than a thousand pieces of gold."

Just writing two words is worth 2000 taels of gold. Even my grandfather didn’t earn that much.

Shen Qingyun was impressed, bowed his hands towards the plaque, and entered the garden.

"spit!"

Huo Xiu in the crowd couldn't help but spat.

Qin Moju glanced doubtfully.

"Your Majesty, I don't have any other intention. I'm just afraid that he will prey on other people and ruin his own laws."

"That's true." Qin Moju recalled the inscription on the 36 Laws of the Forbidden Martial Arts he saw and praised, "I quite like that word. Don't change it."

Huo Xiu was secretly happy and pretended to be sad: "But Xiao Shen likes His Highness's calligraphy, and His Highness seems to... also intend to cultivate him."

"Mo Ran taught him to write?" Qin Moju was shocked, "Did he do it the other way around?"

Hey, hey, this is not what I said, Your Highness, your brother is so eloquent!
Huo Xiu's stomach hurt from laughing, but he still said sternly: "I don't agree with your Majesty's words. Your Highness's calligraphy also has his own style..."

Xianshi covers a large area.

With one stroke of his hand, Qin Mo transferred most of the Hibiscus Garden to Fairy City, which was still the area with the best scenery.

No need for mortal craftsmen either.

The Xianpingshan monks started to build a pavilion in less than a month.

It is different from the simple and practical ones in Luowufang City.

In Qin Wuxian City, what stands out is the vagueness of the immortality.

As Shen Qingyun walked forward, looking left and right, he couldn't help but sigh.

"In terms of construction skills and aesthetics, the Immortal cultivators are obviously better...the price is also cheaper, but it's a pity..."

While he was sulking, Chu Xing's laughter came from far away.

"Haha, Xiaoyou Shen is here. Please come quickly..."

(End of this chapter)