My whole family cultivated immortality without telling me

Early summer is coming to an end.

The cicadas are born.

The boss came to inspect the work in the courtyard. The three pets cooperated well, chasing and playing, playing the roles of cute pets.

Seeing this, the father and son were quite satisfied.

What satisfied Shen Qingyun was that San'er did not show the fact that he had become a spirit beast.

What satisfied Shen Weilong was that San'er did not show any excitement about becoming a spirit beast again.

But none of them are satisfied.

It was too artificial and not real enough, Shen Weilong and Shen Qingyun both thought so.

He refilled his father's thermos cup with water and brought it in front of him. Shen Qingyun sat down beside him, feeling a little uncomfortable.

It’s almost been nineteen years.

Counting from the time I started living alone, it has been fifteen years.

During the past fifteen years, my father came to our courtyard many times.

There are only a handful of places where such exchanges are made clear by carriages and horses.

"Last time you did this, you still wanted to beat me up..."

Shen Qingyun touched his nose, with a sincere look of admiration on his face: "Dad, you won't accompany mom?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Weilong suppressed the inexplicable excitement in his heart.

"I don't know how to put it, but I always feel like this kid doesn't know how to chat..."

He adjusted his state slightly and said in a deep voice: "Your grandfather and his daughter were chatting about family matters, so I came over."

Are you coming here? You are distracted!
Shen Qingyun still gave his father some face and smiled, "That's right, Grandpa and Mom haven't seen each other for half a year... Oh, by the way, Dad, my eldest aunt's side... This time, my uncle's surname is Huang, he's a first-time marriage, and he's a nouveau riche from Yanzhou Haicheng."

"Ah."

"Huh?" Shen Qingyun stared, "Dad, what's your reaction?"

Shen Weilong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something and his face darkened: "Huh!"

This is right.

Shen Qingyun sighed, "Dad, you and Second Uncle had better talk to Aunt. If this goes on, I'm afraid it will be a waste of time and you won't get anything."

"Yes," Shen Weilong agreed and looked at his son. "How about you? How are you doing recently?"

Shen Qingyun laughed: "My son is fine."

"Qingyun, no one knows a son better than his father."

"Hiss!" Shen Qingyun stood up in shock, his face dark, "Dad, let me explain. The rumors outside are just rumors spread by someone. I am a very quiet person, please don't take them seriously."

Shen Weilong looked at Shen Qingyun, nodded and stopped talking.

He knew his son's thoughts well and knew that he would never bring anything related to spiritual practice home.

“Even if we are allowed to embark on the path of cultivation, it is mostly under the guise of strengthening the body…”

But how can I guide you then?
Fortunately, there was a copy of "Xia Ke Xing" on the stone table.

Shen Weilong turned his head, as if he had just discovered it, and reached out to pick it up.

Shen Qingyun was a step slow and didn't dare to grab it.

Seeing my father squinting at me, I had to hold the light for him to avoid damaging his eyes.

"Dad, it's dark, let's watch it tomorrow..."

"The guest from Zhao wore a Hu tassel, the Wu hook shone brightly with frost and snow, the silver saddle shone on the white horse, and it galloped like a meteor..."

After reading it once, Shen Weilong once again recalled this poem, an impulse that was born to belong to me.

"You wrote it?"

of course……

"No."

Shen Weilong nodded and said in a deep voice: "With your temperament, you can't write something like this."

"Dad, this is it," Shen Qingyun pointed to one of the sentences with his thumb, and said, "I gave Run the color of this sentence."

Shen Weilong looked down...

"When the work is done, leave and hide your identity and name?"

Shen Qingyun smiled and said, "This sentence suits my son's personality."

Shen Weilong was silent for a while, then shook his head and said, "Before this poem was brave and unrestrained, its unruly nature was ruined by this sentence."

"Dad, what you said..." Shen Qingyun retorted, "Could this sentence possibly mean that the poet is indifferent to fame and fortune?"

"Now that you mention it, it's possible," Shen Weilong paused and looked at Shen Qingyun, "He looks a bit like my father."

Shen Qingyun suddenly laughed.

Seeing his father's expressionless face, he was shocked and said solemnly: "Dad, I won't hide it from you. This poem was written specifically for you, father!"

"Oh?"

"Dad, you don't believe me? Let me tell you one thing. One day, I met a strange man outside..."

At least a story was made up about an extraordinary person who heard that Shen Qingyun's father did not care about fame and fortune but loved creation, and he got inspired and occasionally created a masterpiece. Shen Qingyun's forehead began to sweat.

"Dad, do you believe it now?"

Shen Weilong hummed and went straight to the point.

"Is this the poem that worries you?"

How does Dad know?

Shen Qingyun was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly realized.

"I'm afraid that he was going crazy with the copy paper just now and was seen by his father, so he came in..."

But it made my dad worried.

Sighing secretly, Shen Qingyun smiled and said, "It's understandable that he is worried about official business, but how could his son worry about a poem...Okay, Dad, yes."

This is the right way to chat.

Shen Weilong felt slightly relieved and said in a deep voice: "Tell me, Dad will help you."

"Ah..." Shen Qingyun changed his way of saying it and explained the matter, "As a result, the other party now believes it to be true. But this is a matter of cultivation, how can we be so casual? Dad, I was wrong..."

"Green Lotus Sword Classic? Sword Cultivation?" Shen Weilong pretended to be curious and browsed through it twice. "It seems that there is some charm in it?"

Shen Qingyun said bitterly: "If it doesn't have any charm, my son wouldn't dare to make it up."

Shen Weilong smiled slightly: "Maybe it really is some kind of Qinglian Sword Canon."

Then, how many sword practitioners have the Chinese people produced in the 1,400 years since Li Bai?

"Dad," Shen Qingyun said with a wry smile, "That's what I told them, but it's impossible."

"Nothing is impossible," Shen Weilong said, "The strange man you mentioned might be a genuine swordsman."

What else could Shen Qingyun say? He just shook his lips and nodded.

"Maybe it's pretty powerful."

Shen Qingyun said: "That's the number one swordsman in the world."

"Oh?" Shen Weilong's eyes lit up, "No wonder I felt this poem was extraordinary, so that's why."

My dear father, do you really believe it?
Shen Qingyun stared and was waiting for an explanation when Shen Weilong started reading again.

"The Zhao guest's Hu tassels are slender, and the Wu hooks are bright with frost and snow..."

"Well, first show up, then show your sword, the sword shines in the frost and snow..."

"I even heard the clanging sound when the swordsman drew his sword. It was fast and bright. What a sneak attack!"

steal?
"I'll just use the first move of the Green Lotus Sword Canon and ask the kid to paddle the boat and steal the white lotus back!"

What a great way to use Bai Juyi to analyze Li Bai!
"My dad is really good at bragging..."

Shen Qingyun froze when he heard this. When his father finished appreciating the poetry, he started gesturing with his fingers again, so he quickly reached out and pressed down.

"Dad, you are amazing, but it's almost done, you should take a rest..."

He helped and chased them away before closing the door.

Shen Qingyun leaned against the gate, staring at the stars with a sullen look on his face.

"My father is really brave enough to say..."

Even if I can’t fool people anymore, my dad can still continue to fool people!
Sighing, he was about to go back to the house, but when he used his spiritual sense to scan, he saw that his father did not go to the master bedroom, but went to the study instead.

"My father is...hiss!"

Shen Qingyun opened the door and rushed to the study.

"Dad, be careful..."

As soon as Shen Weilong drew out his sword, his son snatched it away.

"Dad, you still have a sword..." Before he could finish his words, Shen Qingyun slapped his head and said, "Really, but this thing is just a sword!"

When he was a child, he often heard Uncle Zhou tell the legendary story of his father coming to Tianzheng City with a sword and a BMW.

"But even I, your son, have forgotten this sword..."

Thank goodness you still remember, Dad!
Shen Qingyun smiled bitterly and said, "Dad, exercise is a good thing, but...it's getting dark. You need to get up early tomorrow. Can your son accompany you to exercise?"

Shen Weilong asked: "Can you use a sword?"

what!
Shen Qingyun laughed, and casually made a sword flower... and cut his sleeve again.

The father and son fell silent.

"I'm confused. Last year, my blood and energy were able to turn into silk, but I can't control a sword..."

Shen Qingyun silently put away his sword.

Shen Weilong said silently: "Get up early tomorrow and I will teach you."

After that, leave.

He took two steps and then stopped, throwing out the scabbard in his hand.

"Grind it."

"Okay, Dad."

Watching his father return to his room, Shen Qingyun almost slapped himself in the face.

"I told you to show off. If you hadn't stopped me from doing that, your father wouldn't have had the confidence to teach you!"

Oh, if Brother Liu and the others knew about this...

The curtain rose in Shen Qingyun's mind and the small theater began.

"Brother Shen, Brother Shen, I heard that your uncle taught you how to practice?"

"I heard that my uncle is powerless..."

"Brother Shen, are you...trying to help my uncle debut?"

……

Shivering, Shen Qingyun sighed, raised the sword with his right hand, and sheathed it with his left hand...

It took three attempts to get it in.

"Huh, that's too much!"

Seeing her son returning to the courtyard angrily, Yun Qianqian's palms began to sweat.

"My dear, Qingyun's talent in swordsmanship..."

Shen Weilong said in a deep voice: "Not bad."

Do you know what it means to lie with open eyes?
Yun Potian rolled his eyes beside him. After rolling his eyes twice, he couldn't help but open his mouth to warn.

"How are you going to teach?"

"Naturally..."

"I don't care whether you are natural or not, I just want you not to take it for granted," Yun Potian snorted, "As you said, Qingyun is meticulous. If you let a trace of flaws slip, hey..."

Yun Qianqian was also worried about this: "Husband, you must know your limits."

Shen Weilong said in a deep voice: "Qian'er, don't worry."

The next day.

Small courtyard.

Shen Qingyun still had foam in his mouth when he saw his father pushing the door open in high spirits.

"Father, you..."

"Didn't I teach you swordplay?"

"Dad, are you serious?"

Shen Weilong said nothing and just looked at his son.

Shen Qingyun quickly poked the toothbrush into the cup, rinsed the foam in his mouth with a few sips of water, wiped his mouth and ran over.

"Where's the sword?"

"Oh, wait a minute, Dad..."

Shen Weilong took the sword, pulled it with his right hand, and the sword rang.

When the sword was unsheathed, it made a short, crisp sound, as if the sword itself was leaping for joy.

"Good!" Shen Qingyun clapped his hands wildly, "Dad, just looking at the way you draw the sword, you're quite capable!"

Shen Weilong sighed: "Thinking back then, he was even more handsome."

"Hahaha..." Shen Qingyun clapped his thigh happily, "Dad, hurry up and show me a few moves to open your son's eyes!"

"The sword is a gentleman, and the first thing to do is to show respect," Shen Weilong performed a sword salute, and then said, "It is said to be a gentleman's sword salute, but you have to be on guard against villains everywhere..."

Shen Qingyun had been practicing for more than half a year and had some insight. He took one look at his father's posture and said with deep approval, "He is indeed on guard, but his defense is too grand, which conflicts with my temperament."

"conflict?"

"Defense is unnecessary," Shen Qingyun said seriously, "If I had this much skill, I could have run two miles."

Shen Weilong was silent for a while, then said: "You are right, a gentleman does not stand on a dangerous wall, but there are also some things a gentleman does and does not do."

Shen Qingyun was slightly startled.

"What my father taught me was probably not the sword, but the way to be an official..."

have to.

No matter what you teach, I will be responsible for accompanying you and you will be responsible for enjoying it!

Next, the father and son do morning exercises.

My father's teachings are both subtle and simple. They make my head hurt to figure them out.

My son was absent-minded in his studies and just wanted to accompany me.

"I feel like I've become a girl in Yingchun Tower..." Shen Qingyun waited until his father was exhausted and gasping for breath before calling out, "Dad, it's almost time. Take a shower, eat, and go to the government office!"

Shen Weilong felt a little depressed, as he had no sense of accomplishment.

In this trance, Shen Qingyun came closer, his eyes full of admiration.

"Dad, I didn't expect you to be so capable."

I hear this often.

But I have never heard of such hypocrisy.

Shen Weilong didn't say anything, just nodded and left.

"My father's desolate back..."

Shen Qingyun thought about it and sighed.

"I'm afraid it reminds me of my reckless and frivolous youth, and I feel so sad..."

Well, I guess I’ll have to accompany you again tomorrow.

After a busy period, the father and son went to the yamen.

When he rushed to the Forbidden Martial Arts Department, he ran into Huo Xiu.

"grown ups."

"Xiao Shen came just in time," Huo Xiu felt a headache when he saw Xiao Shen, "Hongmei sent her housekeeper to my house this morning to deliver food, clothing and daily necessities."

My sister-in-law is really a tomboy. She is very determined when it comes to her husband!

Shen Qingyun hurriedly asked: "Sir, is Brother Lu still not awake?"

"Humph, whether he wakes up or not is not important..." Huo Xiu hesitated for a while and asked in a low voice, "You told Lao Jin yesterday to increase the dosage..."

Shen Qingyun was shocked: "I just said it casually."

Huo Xiu smiled and said, "The main thing is that the smell is very unpleasant. Go ask Doctor Zhao."

"Sir, medicine is three-quarters poison."

"That's right..." Huo Xiu pondered and instructed, "One more dose of antidote, and the bill will be paid to the department."

Your Excellency, although you are the commander-in-chief, you still care about the Ministry of Law.

Shen Qingyun touched his nose and ran to find Zhao Aotian again.

After going back and forth, when he arrived at the competition venue, it was Lu Bu's turn to go on stage.

"Brother Liu," Shen Qingyun looked at Liu Gaosheng suspiciously, "Looking at your expression, it seems..."

Liu Gaosheng started laughing before he even opened his mouth.

"Brother Shen, just wait and see..."

Shen Qingyun's heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously looked at Du Kui.

Du Kui pursed his lips, indicating that things were too fucked up and he didn't want to talk.

Shen Qingyun looked at the Tuoba brothers again.

The Tuoba brothers used their eyes to guide Brother Shen.

Shen Qingyun could only look at Wang Shun and Li Fei.

"Brother Shen," seeing that Li Fei stroked his beard until it left a shadow, but he just didn't say anything, Wang Shun had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "What happened yesterday..."

Shen Qingyun hurriedly said: "Go on stage first, and we'll talk later."

In order to keep a low profile, the Ministry of Rites was used as a target, and the children deliberately held back their efforts, so the scores were average.

After getting off the stage, Liu Gaosheng chose a super good seat. A group of people hid in the corner, chatting and watching the show.

"Brother Shen, look..."

Following Liu Gaosheng's point, Shen Qingyun saw Jiang Xiaobai and six others standing on stilts on the stands outside the crowd.

On the stage was the Ministry of Rites team, led by my second uncle Shen Weihu.

Shen Qingyun was startled: "You've paid attention to it already?"

"Of course," Liu Gaosheng said with a grin, "Wang Jingli usually keeps a low profile, but when he really wants to do something, he strikes with lightning speed!"

Shen Qingyun felt a little scared: "Brother Wang, what kind of heaven-defying method did you use?"

I have committed a sin...

Wang Shunqiang smiled and said, "I just asked the people in the government office to take down the vendors' banners."

What kind of heaven-defying method is this?

Shen Qingyun looked at Liu Gaosheng for an answer.

"Brother Shen, don't look at me," Liu Gaosheng pointed at Wang Shun, "Wang Jingli is in charge of everything."

Wang Shun said angrily: "They used the Ministry of Rites as an excuse for not complying with etiquette."

Shen Qingyun made a tactical retreat.

"My dear, although this strategy is called borrowing a knife to kill someone, it doesn't mean you can always borrow a knife to kill someone!"

He didn't expect that he could use a borrowed knife to kill someone twice in the same thing.

It was the same knife both times.

"Du Kui, this matter..."

Only then did Du Kui speak reluctantly.

"Brother Shen, Wang Jingli has a famous teacher. The calligraphy works from the palace cannot be hung casually."

We also helped the Ministry of Rites to get the upper hand!

Shen Qingyun was unhappy, but didn't say anything. He just gave Wang Shun a look that said "you're awesome".

"Oh, I forgot about Phineas... I don't know what he did though."

Thinking of this, he gave Li Fei another awesome look, then turned his gaze and looked at the Ministry of Rites team.

When I saw this, I almost laughed out loud.

"The main one is for everyone to dance to their own... huh?"

Shen Qingyun raised his eyebrows: "With this, can we enter the top 16?"

"Brother Shen, just tell me whether I should kill someone with a borrowed knife!" Liu Gaosheng cursed.

Shen Qingyun was surprised and asked, "Is there an inside story?"

“Brother Shen, don’t listen to his nonsense,” Du Kui sighed, “The Ministry of Rites is just okay, but they always advance to the last place.”

What you mean is that the black is very particular?

Shen Qingyun glanced at his second uncle who was pretending to be serious on the stage, and couldn't help feeling disappointed.

"That's right. My father helped Qin Wu make a big killer, I helped Qin Wu build it, and my second uncle... sacrificed himself to help the Shen family. Second uncle, you've suffered!"

After the competition, we looked at the rankings and saw that the Law Department was third and the Etiquette Department was eighth, so both advanced.

The children looked at each other.

"So cruel!"

"I thought we were safe enough..."

"Being last once means your level is not good enough, being last every time...hiss, this is definitely controlling the score!"

"It's indeed a strong enemy, worthy of our joint efforts with Qingyufang Academy to target him!"

"It's not for the sake of being the leader, it's mainly because I'm in the light and can't stand the darkness in this world!"

Everyone looked at Wang Shun who said this with admiration.

"Wang Jingli, Gao Yi!"

"A role model for us!"

"In the next two games, let Wang Jingli lead us to defeat the Ministry of Rites and bring justice to Lang Lang Qiankun!"

……

Wang Shunru was struck by lightning.

Li Fei was not surprised.

"Judge Lian said that when working in the Ministry of Law, sometimes you get blamed for no apparent reason..."

Don't deceive me!

Day two.

Eight into four.

Third in the Law Department.

Fourth in the Ministry of Rites.

The officials from the Ministry of Rites all said they were lucky.

Everyone was so stingy that they gnashed their teeth.

Liu Gaosheng said with great sorrow: "If Lu Qianshi were still here, no matter how cunning the Ministry of Rites was, they would never be able to outsmart us!"

No one dared to respond.

Shen Qingyun hurriedly said: "Speaking of Brother Lu, I have to make another trip, brothers, let's go first."

After listening to Huo Xiu's instructions yesterday, Zhao Aotian increased the dosage of the medicine, saying that he would wake up today.

By the time he arrived at the Huo Mansion, Lu Buxian was already able to drink porridge with his back against the head of the bed.

"Brother Lu, you finally woke up," Shen Qingyun said with red eyes, guiltily, "It's all my fault for being careless..."

In the morning, Lu Buxian listened to Huo Xiu's explanation of the whole story.

Of course, in the version he heard, there was absolutely no Xue Ningshuang and Yun Potian.

So when he heard this, he couldn't help but smile, and said weakly: "It's all for Qin Wu, Xiao Shen doesn't need to say more... Besides, I'm also very happy to be the main attacker in your plan..."

Shen Qingyun touched his nose and asked about his health.

"Nothing else is wrong," Lv Buxian sighed after feeling it for a while, "I just feel dizzy and my waist is empty..."

Brother Lu, you are lucky to be alive...

Before Shen Qingyun could speak, he noticed that Jin Bo was glaring at him.

"Oh, I'll do it," Shen Qingyun took the bowl and spoon and said awkwardly, "Thank you, Uncle Jin."

Jin Bo snorted and left.

The two little ones fed each other and chatted with each other at the same time.

"Did you catch him? Did you catch him?"

"Brother Lu, don't worry. Brother Yong moved the remaining soul to Guixu Gate the day before yesterday."

"That's good. If we put it in the Forbidden Martial Arts Department, it will be a disaster..."

"Oh, by the way, Brother Lu, I got your chess champion gold medal for you."

"They are all external things, and chess skills are the foundation."

"Brother Lu is talking about... another bowl?"

"it is good……"

……

After feeding him another half bowl of porridge, Lu Buxian fell into a deep sleep.

Shen Qingyun observed for half an hour...

"I only heard Honglian called out twice, and it really worked!"

As for the other twenty-three times of White Lotus, he pretended not to hear them.

After helping Jin Bo pack up, he said goodbye and left, preparing to go home.

He hadn't walked two blocks when his heart started beating fast.

"I always feel like something is wrong..."

After walking about ten feet forward, he turned around suddenly and saw a shadow of a figure disappearing into the alley.

"Follow me?"

But there is no sense of crisis...

Shen Qingyun frowned and was about to release his spiritual sense when he felt a strange feeling behind him.

When he turned around, his face suddenly changed color.

"you?!"

Dugu Xiaoyao was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't hide his excitement, and he immediately performed the sword salute.

"Please allow me to report this to you, sir. It's not that we don't obey orders, but God will not let down those who work hard. We have finally figured out the move of White Rainbow Piercing the Sun!"

When Shen Qingyun heard this, he was not shocked at all, but was completely speechless.

I dare to say that you really dare to understand!
"It turns out that it was Yong who brought us together..."

After thinking for a while, he nodded slightly: "Not bad, keep going, tell ..."

"Wait a minute, sir!" Dugu Xiaoyao said hurriedly, "We are here to demonstrate this to you, sir. Please give us some advice..."

Shen Qingyun pretended to be calm.

"The rainbow piercing the sun is not difficult. If you can say the word 'realized', then you have grasped the essence. No more instructions are needed."

Upon hearing this, the nine sword cultivators looked at each other in surprise.

Dugu Xiaoyao said again: "I see, thank you for your guidance. Also... could you teach me another move of the Green Lotus Sword Classic?"

Sure, I'll figure it out once I figure it out.

"Oh, my head hurts..."

Shen Qingyun knew that if he didn't give something, he would either not be able to return home today, or he would have to take nine pseudo-sword cultivators home.

"But where can I get any sword moves... huh?"

Thinking of what his father said the night before, he pondered for a moment.

"Well, let me give you a little shock from my father!"

Taking a deep breath, he glanced at the nine people and spoke lightly.

"The Zhao guest's hair is covered with barbarian tassels, and the Wu hook is as bright as frost and snow... As the saying goes, courtesy guards against gentlemen, and law guards against villains. This move is not only a sword etiquette, but also a strange and correct style that can allow you to take the initiative and be invincible. Try to understand it!"

The nine people's eyes were filled with tears. They expressed their gratitude with great enthusiasm and were reluctant to leave.

Shen Qingyun watched them leave, and suddenly smiled.

After just a few days, Bai Hong Guan Ri had figured it out...

"When will this day end?"

Shaking his head and sighing, Shen Qingyun went home. (End of this chapter)