My whole family cultivated immortality without telling me

Chapter 468 Sister Baiyi, Do You Want to Cultivate Immortality?
Royal study room.

"Did the Shen family father and son almost fight?" Qin Moju asked with interest, "As far as I know, this is impossible."

Qiu Huaizi said hurriedly: "I don't believe it at first, but the situation... Qing... Lord Shen himself summed it up, saying that the disciple is better than the master."

"Hahaha, this is what young people are like," Qin Moju was delighted, "Can we win?"

"Uh……"

Yu Bu Tang said with a smile: "We are not capable of judging such a high-level game, so we come to see Your Majesty."

"Is this what it is?"

Qin Moju walked down the steps and looked at the strange objects displayed in the hall.

The six strange weapons were not as sharp as the killing weapons he had seen before. They looked mellow and low-key.

But the reason why the top two leaders of the Ministry of War said they couldn't judge was not just because they liked Shen Qingyun.

After looking at it for a while, he turned his gaze and looked at the garden drum next to him.

He lifted it up and opened the upper layer, and saw that it was full of small arrows three inches long.

Qin Moju raised his eyebrows and said playfully: "This father and son have the same ideas."

"Your Majesty is right," Yu Bu Tang said with a smile, "but there are some differences."

"What's the difference?"

"I will demonstrate it to your majesty."

Yu Butang had installed the crossbow and arrows, and Qiu Huaizi had already placed a human-shaped target at the door.

With a "whoosh" sound, a violent rotation sound was heard, and Qin Moju saw that the object in Yu Butang's hand shot out an arrow every time it rotated a corner.

In the blink of an eye, the blue light disappeared and the arrow drum was empty.

Looking up again, the human-shaped target was in tatters.

Qin Moju was speechless for a moment.

Yu Butang reluctantly put down the Gatling gun and said respectfully, "The first wonder of this thing is that its core is the same as that of the Po and Zhu crossbows, and both can be used to improve the blood and qi of the body refiners. The second wonder..."

"The second wonder is," Qin Moju sighed, looking at the small box with a rope behind Gatling's buttocks, "this thing is activated with the help of spirit stones?"

"Your Majesty is wise, that's exactly what you did."

Qin Moju sighed in amazement at first, then frowned and said, "How did you achieve the conflict between Qi, blood and spiritual power?"

"Your Majesty, this is where Shen Weilong's ingenuity lies..." Qiu Huaizi sighed, "What he borrowed is the power of conflict."

What does it mean to wake up a dreamer with just one word?

At this moment, Qin Moju felt as if someone had pinched his head hard.

Although it was painful, the impact they had suffered was also unprecedented.

He had seen the power of the Zhuxian Crossbow.

"The core remains unchanged, the spiritual power and blood are stimulated, the power is not only better than the beast tendon string, but also at least dozens of bullets at a time!"

That scene...

"If Elder Di comes again, I'm afraid he won't say such lies again!"

After a while, he tilted his head.

"Does Master Shen have this ability?"

After Yu Bu Tang's explanation, Qin Moju finally understood that ever since Elder Wang of the Shitie Sect entered the Ministry of War, he had fallen in love with Ernu and now had become entangled with Shen Weilong.

"So this use of the power of conflict is the collision of the two people's wisdom. It's wonderful!"

As he was praising, Qin Moju thought of the life-sacrificing crossbow presented by Shen Qingyun, and for a moment, he was filled with emotion.

After thinking about it, he came up with an idea.

"When my prince is born, the Life-Sacrificing Crossbow will be a great toy..."

Shen Qingyun has accomplished another great feat!

"But why do I feel a little embarrassed? Never mind!"

While rubbing his nose in dissatisfaction, he quickly wiped away the excitement he had when he first saw the Sacrifice Crossbow.

"So how could my son possibly fight with me, hey!"

Qin Moju suppressed his excitement and turned around to face the two of them.

"What is this thing called?"

Yu Butang and Qiu Huaizi looked strange when they heard this.

Qin Moju understood a little: "What kind of immortal crossbow is this?"

"Absolute Immortal Crossbow..."

"What a good name." Qin Moju fell into a fantasy, "If there are a hundred of these, even a cultivator in the fifth realm will be terrified. It really deserves the name!"

"But Lord Xiao Shen strongly objects."

"Haha, it seems Shen Qingyun is still not convinced... huh?"

Qin Moju's expression suddenly froze, and then he woke up as if from a dream.

"I told you so. Xiao Shen is usually so low-key, but this time he reached out to the Ministry of War and directly targeted his own father..."

Understanding Shen Qingyun's thoughts, he felt warm in his heart and said with a smile: "The name is not decided yet, I have a great use for it. Besides...this Shen Weilong, will he never be promoted?"

When the topic turned to this, Yu Butang and Qiu Huaizi began to wipe their tears and complain.

Shen Weilong, who left the yamen early, was also receiving his son's baptism.

"What what what is the absolute immortal crossbow!"

"Dad, it's right to be prepared for danger in times of peace, but you can't always think of the worst..."

"Son, I know that when you are middle-aged, you have parents and children to take care of, and you feel pressure... Eh? Dad, your life is so happy, where does the pressure come from?"

Shen Weilong thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "To be honest, there is some pressure."

"Oh, it's my fault, my son," Shen Qingyun felt a pain in his heart and paused, "I don't talk to you very often, so today we are not going back...eh?"

Shen Qingyun looked up and saw that the place they stopped was Yingchun Tower.

Looking down again, Dad's gaze was meaningful.

A quarter of an hour later.

The private room belongs to Yingchun Building.

The dishes are from the shop next door.

The one who delivered the meal was Qian Xingzhe.

Seeing that it was an acquaintance, Shen Qingyun joked: "Brother, didn't you steal anything this time?"

Qian Xingzhe grinned and said, "I will go down and steal two girls right now..."

"Thank you, I'll take you there!"

After seeing off Master Qian Xing, Shen Qingyun wiped his sweat and went in again.

Despite pressure from his mother, he brought his father into Yingchun Tower.

This requires two more girls...

"Dad, there are two more girls. Are you embarrassed?"

"Do not."

He is worthy of being my father.

Shen Qingyun secretly praised him and asked while pouring wine, "Is Elder Wang still here?"

"I haven't heard of it." Shen Weilong took a sip from the cup, frowned slightly, put down the cup and said, "It looks like he doesn't plan to leave either."

Shen Qingyun asked in surprise: "Why?"

Shen Weilong gave him a look that said you understand.

"Humph, he loves to take advantage of others," Shen Qingyun said dissatisfiedly, "My father has been tortured so badly that he can't even go home. I'll talk to Sect Leader Liu about it tomorrow..."

"That's not the case."

"Why?"

“He’s quite useful.”

It’s quite...useful.

Shen Qingyun swallowed his saliva and felt the urge to wipe the sweat off his face.

"Dad, that guy is a fourth-level master."

Shen Weilong couldn't help but sigh.

yes……

"It took more than a hundred reminders for him to barely keep up with my train of thought..."

It's been a long time since I met such a stupid disciple.

Thinking about it, he asked, "How good is that Sect Leader Liu?"

Dad, you haven't even had two sips!

Shen Qingyun didn't want to answer this outrageous question and hurriedly picked up some food for his father.

The father and son chatted while eating, mainly Shen Qingyun talking about his own affairs.

Shen Weilong occasionally hummed, and in his mind he was comparing what his son said with what he saw throughout the process.

This comparison clearly reveals what my son is thinking.

The main theme is that the outside world is very exciting, but also very helpless. But son, I have maxed out the holy body to avoid danger and seek good fortune, so don’t worry, Dad.

"But then again, monks are very vindictive..." After laying the groundwork, Shen Qingyun went straight to the point, "This time, Chu Han suffered a big setback in front of Ernu... Dad, what are you thinking?"

Shen Weilong said in a deep voice: "In that case, the power of the Absolute Immortal Crossbow is a little insufficient..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Shen Qingyun was sweating when he heard this and quickly picked up more food, "Dad, please eat more."

“It’s not as good as the one at home.”

"We eat the atmosphere...hiss!"

My father's desire to survive...

"You can't say no!"

But all the blame is on my mother!

Shen Qingyun has a headache.

I wanted to explain it clearly, but I was afraid of scaring my father who was barely able to even tie a chicken.

"Don't tell me clearly, how much... Dad loves Mom, how much he hates monks?"

How does this inequality hold?
He didn't figure out the problem until the father and son had eaten their fill.

"So, where does the pressure come from, Dad?"

Shen Weilong looked at Shen Qingyun, his eyes...

"After eating, let's go."

"father……"

"Ok?"

Shen Qingyun rubbed his slightly sour nose and stood up: "Oh, I'll go pay the bill first."

No answer to the question.

The father and son fell silent on their way home.

It was not until he entered Bu Ji Lane that he saw Huang Liu holding her precious grandson and showing him off to everyone she met.

Shen Qingyun was curious and went over to take a look...

"Hiss, it's a little long, Aunt Liu, it needs to be cut."

"What are you cutting?" Huang Liushi didn't mind pulling the little bird over, covering her mouth with her hands and giggling, "This is a natural talent."

Shen Qingyun was stunned.

Isn't Aunt Liu afraid that the foreskin will overestimate the development limit of her brother?
have to.

If you like, I'll just say a few words...

"But I have been flattering for most of my life, and I have never flattered a woman with a long foreskin..."

He was still racking his brains to figure out this new topic, Shen Weilong said in a deep voice: "It has no edible value."

In a flash, Shen Qingyun's mind turned ninety-nine corners before he caught up with his father's train of thought, and he grabbed his father and ran home.

"Mom! I miss you so much..." The Shen family is reunited.

The laughter and joy lasted for an hour or so before Shen Qingyun reluctantly sent his father to the bedroom to catch up on some sleep.

After serving, he walked out of the bedroom, feeling inexplicably sad.

After thinking about it, he went to the warehouse again.

Open the box of peeled wax whips sent by the Huang family...

"Dad is right, it has no edible value..."

Touching his nose, Shen Qingyun found that he was not happy anymore, so he went out to look for Baiyi and Zhou Bo.

After saying all this nonsense, he felt even more upset.

"Ouch..."

Seeing the young master lying on the grass in the yard, Hu Niu appeared silently and made a move to pounce on him, but when she found that the young master was not interested, she stopped, lay down beside him, and rubbed him gently with her tiger head.

Shen Qingyun stroked the tiger's head, looked at the blue sky and white clouds, and thought about his father's look.

I was in a daze for half an hour.

Yun Qianqian was about to pull Shen Weilong's ears, but Shen Qingyun got up and went into the house.

Two wooden boxes were dragged out from under the bed.

"Huh, huh..."

Blow off the light dust on it, open the box, and you will see a wide variety of wooden toys.

After searching for a while, he took out an object that was no more than a foot long and was a Gatling gun that was much smaller.

At this moment, he did not feel the slightest bit of resentment for discovering that his father had secretly spied on his childhood.

"This is the silent fatherly love..."

Shen Qingyun felt warm.

Because the father who is taciturn in my mind is actually smart and alert in secret, and silently cares about everything about his son.

As I thought about it, two lines of tears fell.

"Dad has been lying in bed for more than ten years, and he doesn't even want to be promoted. How can he think about a killer weapon against monks?"

At this moment, if we add the prefix "My son will definitely be able to use this item" to the words "Destroy Immortals" and "Slay Immortals", everything will make sense...

He wiped away his tears, put the Gatling gun into the wooden box, and was about to close it when he paused and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The box was filled with all the strange things he had made as a child.

I did that at the time, firstly for the sake of thinking about it, and secondly to strengthen my heart.

"I'm afraid they have all been tasted by Dad..."

Shen Qingyun suddenly felt the pain as if he had just undergone surgery.

"That's too much! It's blatant plagiarism!"

Angrily closing the wooden box and pushing it under the bed, Shen Qingyun sat at the table and continued to savor his father's look.

It was not until Baiyi came into the room and lit the oil lamp that he let out a long sigh.

"Master, is there something on your mind?"

Shen Qingyun watched Baiyi's every move, and murmured in a trance: "Sister Baiyi, do you want to cultivate immortality... Oh my, I'll do it, I'll do it..."

Baiyi accidentally knocked over the oil lamp, and the two children were in a panic.

After stomping out the fire on the ground, Shen Qingyun's shoes were turned black.

"Master, it's all Baiyi's fault..."

"What is wrong... Sister Baiyi, just wipe it, no need to wash it..."

Watching Baiyi run away, Shen Qingyun was speechless and felt worried.

"Sister Baiyi's reaction is probably what a mortal would react like."

So if I say to my parents, Dad, Mom, practice Taoism with your son...

Not to mention whether it can be repaired, the height is so low that it will cause someone to get sick!
"But if not..."

Recalling my father's extremely complicated look——

I don't understand my son anymore.

But I still hope my son will succeed.

What will the future be like for your son if he succeeds?

How long can I, as a father, help my son...

Will we be separated forever...

When the children grow up, it is time to leave their parents and travel alone...

But can’t bear to let go?
……

Thinking back to his previous rash decision, Shen Qingyun laughed at himself.

"I was thinking that once I had verified the True Martial Hidden Immortal Technique, I would..."

But to become an immortal, one still has to cultivate!

He gritted his teeth and strengthened his belief.

"I'll start working on this matter when I get back!"

The last time Qiu Bei came to visit, he had checked the spiritual roots of the "mortals" in the Shen Mansion.

"Except for my aunt, who has decent spiritual roots, everyone else is just mortal..."

But mortals can’t become immortals?

Who said that!
"With Qin Wu's support and endless resources at my disposal, I can build several fourth realms just by hard work!"

Speak softly.

When it fell into Yun Qianqian's ears, it was more explosive than the eighth level of heavenly tribulation.

"Weilong, you..."

Shen Weilong rubbed his ears and looked at his son's hut, his sword eyes full of relief.

Seeing this, Yun Qianqian understood clearly that her son's reaction was provoked by his father.

"Well Shen Weilong, you even set a trap for your son!"

"Qianqian, Qingyun is smart, not like this..."

"Where did you go drinking today?"

"Uh, it's Qingyun...I was wrong!"

"late!"

……

There was a fuss.

Husband and wife truce.

"So, this is your bad idea?"

"Qianqian, what else can we do?"

"Can……"

Yun Qianqian was stunned.

With the support of my big dad, I have practiced for more than a thousand years, ranked among the eighth realms, and I am a big shot in the world of immortal cultivation... Do I have to start all over again?
"Weilong, I feel very unreliable..."

"Why?"

"Like me, Yun Qianqian, to perform such an ordinary talent? I... I'm not really good at it."

"Qianqian, if you really want to say this, I have something to say..."

"True, but...but I'm middle-aged!"

"Think about our father..."

"Ah? Dad also wants to start all over again?"

"Qingyun will definitely not be willing to..."

"He still can't bear to leave my mother!"

"It's not impossible to consider ghost cultivation..."

"Shen Weilong, you..."

……

The next day.

Shen Qingyun looks brand new.

After getting up and washing up, I was planning to have a set of colorful sunshine...

"The first set of Qinwu radio gymnastics colorful sunshine begins now!"

Listening to the loud speaker at the entrance of the alley, Shen Qingyun felt like crying while doing it.

"That's the taste. All the hard work was done!"

Hmm, Qiu Jing’s song is really good!

Tang Jingli’s singing voice is so pleasant!
After finishing two sets, he hurried to the banquet hall.

"Dad, have you heard about the sports meet?"

"heard."

"You didn't attend?"

Shen Weilong shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Your second uncle seems to be very positive."

hiss!
"Second uncle is also learning gymnastics?"

"That's not the case," Yun Qianqian said with a smile, "He said he would wait for you to come back and teach him in person."

Shen Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief, dug a few mouthfuls of food quickly, and ran away.

"I'm full now. I'm going to go find my second uncle..."

The male and female saw Shen Qingyun's reaction and felt emotional.

"Looking at Qingyun's cautious attitude, I wonder what kind of skills we should practice..."

The Ministry of Rites was quite lively.

Especially after Qin Wu started the process of integrating into the world of immortal cultivation, many monks from various sects in the world of immortal cultivation came to the Ministry of Rites to welcome and see off.

Shen Qingyun took a few glances and was about to step forward, but he paused and looked towards the street intersection.

Four people came side by side at the intersection.

The person on the far right is Master Li from the Dan Sect, with whom I had exchanges in Motan Market.

The old man in the middle had a calm expression and showed no emotion.

Next to the old man was a young cultivator with a slightly arrogant look. Shen Qingyun couldn't help but think of the alchemy genius he met in Xiyuan in Beizhou County.

"Strange, they are in contact with the Immortal Department, why are they in the Ministry of Rites..."

Just as he was thinking about it, a group of people came out from the Ministry of Rites.

The leader was none other than Guo Sheng, the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites, followed closely by his second uncle.

"So you are the distinguished guests from the Dan Sect. I am sorry for not welcoming you..."

The four members of the Dan Sect returned the greetings, and Master Li stepped forward and said, "The government office is busy, and we are not in a position to disturb you. I am here for only one thing. I wonder if you have given us feedback on our attitude towards the Textual Research Center?"

"I'd like to let Your Excellency know that this matter has been reported to the Immortal Department..."

"The Ministry of Immortals?" The young monk raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "It was because we were blocked by the Ministry of Immortals that we came to the Ministry of Rites as usual, but in the end, we were pushed back to the Ministry of Immortals?"

Guo Sheng smiled and said, "We all follow our rules. The Immortal Department of the Forbidden Martial Arts Division is responsible for all matters related to the Immortal Cultivation Sect. The Ministry of Rites is responsible for assisting..."

"There's no need to say these," the young monk said calmly, "It's also for the sake of the Ten Directions Alliance. Otherwise... just make it clear that the verification center can be abolished, but the hypermarket can continue to cooperate. I hope Qin Wu will think twice before acting. Goodbye."

The four of them turned around, walked a few steps and then stopped.

"Also, I'd like to remind you," the young monk half turned his head and chuckled, "It's not just the Dan Sect that has issues with the Research Center, but..."

"But what?"

"But Danzong is the most reasonable, hehe."

(End of this chapter)