My whole family cultivated immortality without telling me

The combined territories of the Three Kingdoms were equivalent to half of the Qin Wu Dynasty.

According to the records of Guixu Gate, it took at least five hundred years for the embryonic form of the Three Kingdoms to evolve in the mortal world.

Hedong in thirty years and Hexi in thirty years.

After five hundred years of feng shui, the state of Lu where the eldest brother is located has become the most powerful, while the states of Qi and Lu have joined forces to resist it.

At Gugu's pace, this area would pass by in a flash.

In order to observe the Three Kingdoms, Shen Qingyun was reluctant to take the spirit boat. After entering Qi from the west, he landed, bought horses, and rode east with a group of five people.

"Brother Yong, what do you think of Qi?"

"Nothing to see."

"That's not the case. When I passed by that village just now, everyone was skinny but their eyes were sharp. If they could get the cultivation system of the body cultivators, they would surely..."

"What, I suppose?"

"I'm sure there will be another bandit stronghold here in the future."

Luo Yong was surprised: "Brother, you don't mind?"

"Why should I mind?" Shen Qingyun said with a smile, "People will always get worse or better. This is an objective law."

Luo Yong smiled.

Shen Qingyun touched his nose: "At most, we can turn them into good people... The Forbidden Martial Arts Department specializes in this."

"It's a chain of schemes," Luo Yong sighed, "First preach, then get people, they become body cultivators, the Forbidden Martial Arts Department messes with the bad guys, and then they enter... Have you ever thought about conquering a realm somewhere else and becoming the king yourself?"

How desperate I am to put in that effort...

Shen Qingyun said seriously: "The world is so big... I also have a dream of traveling the world with a sword. I can't give up a large forest for a tree."

"Hey," Luo Yong chuckled, "Speaking of the word strange, I think Qin Wu is enough to feast the eyes."

"What do you mean, Brother Yong?"

"Alas, in my life I have only seen people riding horses, but never seen horses riding people."

Shen Qingyun was startled and looked back. He saw Ma Yi carrying the horse and trotting.

"Brother Ma Yi, are you wearing the tunic again?"

"Brother Shen, do you want to try our latest product?"

"How many pounds?"

"30,000 jin..."

"Similar to mine?"

"It's different." Mai Yi freed one hand and tore open his coat, revealing a golden edge. "The grass is a thousand years old, and the weight is enough. It also has the effect of carrying extra weight..."

After a while of explanation, everyone understood that the garment on Ma Yi's body seemed to weigh only 30,000 pounds, but if the extra weight bonus granted by the golden edge of the lichen was taken into account, the effect was as much as 200,000 pounds.

Luo Yongdu sensed the interest, and with a sweep of his spiritual sense, he said with a smile: "Brother Qingyun, what I just said was indeed correct. I didn't expect that Qin Wu's earthly grass could actually produce some of the power of the Five Flower Stone. It's amazing."

"Five-color stone?" Shen Qingyun was stunned. "Brother Yong knows about the five-color stone?"

Luo Yong nodded halfway and said in a daze: "I know it's not strange, brother, do you know it too?"

"Qin Wu has plenty of this stuff."

"how many?"

"It's so big," Shen Qingyun said, covering a piece of heaven and earth with his hands, "a mountain range."

"Wow," Luo Yong was really shocked, "In terms of value alone, it's equivalent to half of Guixu Sect. Didn't Qiufeng tell me about this?"

Shen Qingyun accepted Luo Yong's shocking feedback, smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "Not only have I not heard Senior Qiu Feng mention it, even His Highness has not mentioned it."

"Your Highness is too low-level and doesn't understand the market. The autumn wind is not good..." Luo Yong said, "He has a heart-to-heart with Qin Wu."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingyun couldn't help but admire.

"Senior Qiu Feng is really tight-lipped. He even wants to keep it a secret from the person involved..."

Suppressing his sigh, he started to climb up the pole again.

"My prince said before that he wanted to borrow the Five Flower Stone to comprehend the sect protection formation on his own."

Luo Yong nodded: "This fully demonstrates that your Highness's level is really low."

But His Highness is always looking for a Taoist partner, and he always finds the right one!
To help His Highness win back a game, Shen Qingyun asked, "Not to mention whether it is possible or not, does Brother Yong think this idea is feasible?"

"Tsk..."

Luo Yong was a little embarrassed.

One of the biggest hindrances to the development of Qin Wu so far is the lack of a sect-protecting formation.

He thought this kind of thing was trivial and really didn't want to help.

After hesitating for a while, he pointed to another way.

"There is a Yunzang in the Chu-Han Immortal Dynasty. It is of a very high level. Perhaps I can exchange it for the Wuhua Stone." After saying that, he added, "Of course, I can't guarantee whether it will succeed or not."

Shen Qingyun was both happy and annoyed.

“You said this, if I had told Brother Yong about the Five Flower Stone earlier, maybe I could have scolded Liu Xin in Qinwu territory!”

Brother, with your temper, I'll just listen to what you say.

Luo Yong curled his lips secretly and asked, "I, Qin Wu, ran all over the place a few days ago, but I didn't find any Wuhua Stone Mountains?"

"This..." Shen Qingyun pondered, "Brother Yong, did you see a sea of ​​donkeys?"

At the end of the team, it was Gongshu who gave up.

Children are children. Even if they caught up with the team and became followers, they were still stubborn and didn't want to buy horses or pay for them, and they were even unwilling to pull an extra rein.

At this moment, hearing what Shen Qingyun said about the ocean of donkeys, I was about to collapse.

"Can you not give Gongshu a chance?"

If you do anything a big shot should do, I'll kneel down to you!
Unfortunately, after the ocean of donkeys, I became curious about the secular world and appreciated it...

"That so-called Brother Yong, he's still agreeing with everything..."

"No, come up for a moment."

Seeing that it was Brother Yong who called him, Gongshu Bushang did not hesitate for a moment, but still rode his horse forward.

The children are not very happy about it, and the elders don't demand anything.

"Let me test you," Luo Yong pointed to a group of people three hundred miles ahead, "what can you see?"

Test me?

Gongshu Bushang felt as if he was hit on the forehead by a hammer, and his blood immediately rushed to his head.

But his uncle poured a basin of cold water on him, and he instantly woke up.

"Answer well," Mai said in a muffled voice, "If you don't answer well, you will carry the horse."

Gongshu Burang bit his cheek and bowed in shame: "No, Burang will do his best."

After saying this, he released his spiritual consciousness.

Three hundred miles away.

A team of more than a hundred people.

There were three people on three horses in the front, and everyone behind was walking. Most of them had baskets with few things in them.

Looking at his face again, he seemed a little haggard, but not weathered at all, so it was obvious that he had not traveled very far.

After looking at it for a while, he bowed again as if he had gained something.

"Reply, reply to Uncle Yong's words, they are villagers from a certain place, they came into the city together to sell goods, and now they are on their way back."

Before Luo Yong could speak, Shen Qingyun took out a cup of milk tea and praised: "Don't let me observe so meticulously, I'll treat you to some milk tea."

Glancing at the milk tea, Gongshu Burang's eyes were filled with tears.

"This should be the most normal scene in all my interactions with him..."

As soon as he stretched out his hand halfway, the milk tea was robbed by Luo Yong.

Luo Yong inserted the reed tube into the tube and muttered as he sucked on it.

"Brother Qingyun, you have spoiled me. With this answer, I can't have milk tea, but I can give you a milk horse."

Before Gongshu Bushang had time to feel ashamed and angry, the man in hemp clothes lowered his shoulders and trembled, and a huge mare came galloping towards him.

A horse weighing a thousand pounds cannot defeat a cultivator of the Fourth Realm, but it can rub a cultivator of the Fourth Realm's skin against the ground.

“This should be the result of Bodhi’s preaching, right?”

"Brother Yong, why do you think so?"

Luo Yong chuckled, “The eyes are dull, the eyes are fanatical, the demeanor is tired, and the spirit is over-consumed… Speaking of this, I won’t let you go. If you sell out and return, everyone will be happy.”

Gongshu Bushang, who was hugging the mare and wanted to die together, was stunned when he heard this.

When his spiritual consciousness was released again, the crowd three hundred miles away did not show any joy at all.

"I'm not allowed to be taught. Thank you Uncle Yong for your guidance."

Luo Yong nodded with a smile, looked at Shen Qingyun, and said solemnly: "Based on this point alone, the so-called preaching of the Western religion is almost bewitching."

Brother Yong told me this, why not report it to the Qingtian Sect?

Shen Qingyun touched his nose, observed for a while, and made a new discovery.

"Brother Yong, it seems that they can't last long in this state?"

"Hey," Luo Yong sneered, "Ordinary people are not worth spending too much energy on. Just use this method five or six times and it will be enough."

Shen Qingyun nodded and swept his spiritual sense over dozens of baskets. Apart from some ropes, there was nothing else.

"The proceeds from the sale should have been used as money for offerings..."

This approach of asking for both is really not fair.

Gongshu Burang's attitude also changed at this moment.

After all, if you remain reserved even though you have already carried the horse, you will be at a loss.

"Uncle Yong, what preaching?"

"Little boy, don't ask about adults' business. Go and carry your big mare!"

woo woo woo...

All the way out of Qi State, we walked straight for more than a thousand miles and saw seventeen or eighteen teams and passed by six Taoist temples.

I didn't see the Bodhi seeds, but I enjoyed seeing the statues of Bodhi seeds.

"Brother Yong, it's a little different from what you drew."

Luo Yong said calmly: "So you know, brother, this person doesn't even show his true face when he preaches, how perverted."

Shen Qingyun nodded, then murmured in confusion: "Then what's the point of him preaching?"

Liu Xin, the Immortal Emperor, had immortal temples all over Chu and Han.

The golden statue inside is almost indistinguishable from a real person.

"I'm afraid it's just as Brother Yong said. This person preaches openly, but secretly has a deeper intention..."

After thinking about it, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Maybe you know my background and are avoiding me?"

Seeing his brother's creepy smile, Luo Yong shuddered and handed the milk tea to Gongshu Bushang.

The reward from the Qingtian Sect's envoy, even if it is just leftovers, I won't despise it...

Gongshu Burang had just prepared himself mentally when Luo Yong's voice came.

"Help me throw it, bro, and have another drink, this stuff is really intoxicating."

This time, Gongshu Burang also got a cup, and he followed suit by inserting a tube and putting it into his mouth...

Both the uncle and his mare looked over.

After a short silence, he handed the milk tea to the horse's mouth.

The milk tea flows into the horse's mouth.

His tears flowed into his heart.

"No, brother. Go on."

Turning his head, Shen Qingyun threw another cup of milk tea to him. He took it subconsciously, and his hand sank, his heart also sank, and Gongshu Burang's nose was slightly sour.

Glancing at Gongshu Buraang, Lian Zhan had a blank expression on his face but was complaining madly in his heart.

"Young Master of Xianyun Pavilion, don't bow down for a cup of milk tea!!!"

City of Heavenly Punishment.

The bosses left the palace.

Not long after, Qin Moju visited Huitong Hall again.

As the environment changed, attitudes also changed.

Qin Moju, who had been reserved in the imperial study before, now had tears in his eyes and bowed to everyone he met.

"Brother Qin, please stand up quickly," Qiu Feng hurriedly supported Qin Moju's hands and asked in confusion, "Brother Qin, what are you doing?"

The big guys also hurriedly agreed.

"Brother Qin, this is too formal."

"Time reveals a person's true character. Brother Qin's temperament is there. We are willing to help him."

"What's more, the Ten Directions Alliance is originally one, right?"

……

After much persuasion, Qin Moju finally calmed down and spoke in a low voice.

"Chu and Han are powerful. In the previous encounters, Qin Wu did gain a small advantage. But for Chu and Han, it's not even enough to scratch an itch, let alone break their bones..."

Qiu Feng said with a bad smile: "That's good. Once we join in... let alone hurting our bones, it will definitely be enough to tickle us!"

The bosses laughed.

Qin Moju sighed and cupped his hands: "Qin really doesn't want to involve you all."

"I don't want to hear what Brother Qin said," Qiu Feng couldn't help but smile, "Since Brother Qin has opened his heart, I will also say something unpleasant."

Qin Moju hurriedly said: "Brother Qiufeng, please go ahead and talk. I am all ears."

"Is Qin Wu one of the members of the Ten Directions Alliance?"

"It's natural."

"Are we the Ten-Directions Alliance?"

"Yes but……"

"Very good," Qiu Feng said in a serious tone, "With these two points of understanding, I will ask Brother Qin again, we have established an alliance, but in the end we met Chu and Han and each wanted to survive... Then the Ten-Party Alliance was established in vain!"

The communication among the bigwigs was not concealed.

Li Qinglian, who was high in the sky, glanced at where the big guys were, and then continued to observe Dugu Xiaoyao and the three styles of Qinglian Sword that Dugu Xiaoyao was practicing.

next door.

"Fellow Daoist Sanxi, you are not surprised?"

Sanxi shook his head and said, "It is inevitable, so how can it be unexpected?"

Hong Xinu was somewhat shocked.

There are countless examples of alliances in the world of immortal cultivation.

She had never heard of such a suicidal alliance as the one at the moment.

"No matter how good the relationship is, and no matter how much you want to help Qin Wu, you should try your best to persuade Chu Han..."

As a result, these suzerains and kings didn't even say a word, and they just started to criticize.

"Is Qin Wu so important to other sects?"

San Xi smiled and said, "I'm sorry to ask you a question. Daoist Fellow Hong stayed in Qinwu for a reason, right?"

The bride was startled and laughed with emotion.

"Yes, we all have requests, but you and I can still move forward and backward freely, but facing the Chu-Han Immortal Dynasty, these sects are afraid..."

Just as Sanxi was about to speak, a new person joined the event over there.

"Chu-Han Immortal Dynasty? Oh, let your majesty know that the purpose of the Dan Sect is to seek peace and kindness, and it is not convenient to participate in the fights between various parties..."

So what are you doing here, Danxiake?
Danxiake took a deep breath and said word by word: "But as a member of a hypermarket, it is natural for us to supply partners with a 70% discount!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Qiu Feng couldn't sit still anymore.

"Brother Dan!"

"Ah no no no, Master Qiufeng, the junior..."

"No, at this moment in my eyes, you are Brother Dan! Come on, Brother Dan, take the seat..."

……

Hong Xinu and San Xi San Ren looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Fellow Daoist Sanxi, can you explain?"

Sanxi touched his nose, stood up and said with a smile: "Why are you thinking about this? It's almost time, Fellow Daoist Hong, don't miss the time, Master Qiu has a bad temper..."

"That's right," Hong Xinu stood up and said with emotion, "Fellow Daoist Qiu has profound cultivation skills and has also dabbled in drama scripts. His attainments are admirable."

San Xi smiled and said, "The key is that Master Qiu's ideas are wild and unconstrained. She writes about the forbidden love between humans and snakes, humans and ghosts, humans and monsters... in a vivid and lifelike way..."

The two of them left Huitong Hall and walked towards the small shop in Xianshi.

The two parties agreed to meet today, as a gathering of fellow drama lovers.

"Oh, I almost forgot something," Daoist Sanxi reminded us just after we entered the Immortal City, "Master Qiu also brought a worldly woman with him. She called him aunt and asked us not to reveal our identities."

The bride nodded: "Of course."

Enter the shop.

Go up to the third floor.

When I pushed the door open, I saw an ordinary woman, nothing special.

Sanxi smiled and bowed: "I am Sanxi, greetings to the Master and Auntie."

Ok?
You didn't say that just now.

Hong Xinu looked at San Xi blankly, hesitated for a moment, and also bowed and said: "Greetings to the Master, greetings to... Aunt."

Yun Qianqian walked forward with a smile, took Hong Xinu by the hand, and praised as she looked at her: "Just now, Xiao Beibei told me, but I didn't believe it. Now that I see it, I know it's a good thing I didn't believe her. Xiao Honghong is not only pretty, she is simply..."

I called her aunt, but what the hell is Xiao Honghong?

I don't understand what the game is today, but it doesn't affect Hong Xinu's correction.

"Aunt, my name is Hong Xi Nu, not Xiao Hong Hong."

"Oh... Little Red's Red?"

Hong Xinu said silently: "Yes."

"Three joys of happiness?"

"Double happiness."

Yun Qianqian's eyes lit up.

"Red Double Happiness, one double happiness and one triple happiness, the name really fits the occasion, please take a seat, waiter, please serve the tea..."

The four of them sat down and exchanged greetings, and after a few words, the topic turned to the Legend of the White Snake.

Hong Xi Nv was the first to ask, "May I ask, Master, where did the inspiration for this play come from?"

"Far away in the horizon..."

Hong Xinu and Sanxi's thoughts were pulled far away.

"Close."

The thoughts of Hong Xinu and San Xi wandered back, and they felt confused as if they had run a long distance for no apparent reason.

Seeing this, Qiu Bei smiled and said, "Inspiration comes occasionally, but without exception, it all comes from life."

Hong Xi Nv praised: "Master, what you said makes a lot of sense. What does Master want to express through the Legend of the White Snake?"

"Existence is reasonable."

"The more you think about this, the more ingenious it becomes. I admire you!"

"Excessive praise."

"May I ask, Master, what is the final plot of the Legend of the White Snake?"

"The ending is set to be open ended. After all, everyone has their own thoughts. Some people think that the White Snake couple should become immortals, while others think that it is best for them to grow old together..."

"Which ending is in Master's mind?"

"Let's grow old together."

……

The three of them had a pleasant chat.

Hong Xinu took a sip of tea and was about to continue, but she glanced at the aunt brought by Master Qiu. She said nothing, didn't drink the tea, and even dipped her tea in the writing on the table...

"Wuxi?" She was stunned. "Auntie...what does this say?"

Qiu Bei and San Xi came back to their senses and looked at the table. The water stains were still there, and the words "Wu Xi" were clearly visible.

Not to mention Sanxi and Hongxinu, even Qiu Bei was stunned.

"Aunt, these two words..."

"Little Sadness, what do you think of this name?"

3. The two red ones were even more confused.

Qiu Bei was stunned for a moment, then spat out half a mouthful of tea, and laughed unscrupulously.

"Hahahahaha..."

Sanxi and Hongxinu looked at each other.

"Why is the Master laughing?"

"Auntie has already thought of a name for your baby, hahahaha..."

Qiu Bei laughed so hard that he slammed the table.

When Yun Qianqian saw the reaction, she knew that she had inadvertently completed a brilliant move and began to take control of the situation.

"Sanxi, you look old, you are not young anymore?"

Sanxi nodded blankly: "Uh, yes, I am a bit old."

"Have you started a family?"

"Never..."

"Do you want to start a family?"

"Ah, this..." Sanxi didn't expect that he would become the protagonist in someone else's play. He smiled bitterly and said, "I haven't thought about it yet."

"Tsk tsk, what a pity..." Yun Qianqian sighed, and looked at Hong Xinu, "Shuangxi... Hey? Don't go, little girl. Auntie has no ill intentions. I just want all lovers in the world to get married..."

Upon hearing this, Sanxi no longer cared about etiquette and ran away.

Seeing that Yun Qianqian still wanted to catch up, Qiu Bei hurriedly wiped her tears to stop her.

"Aunt, forget it. Next time, I'll organize another game..."

"Of course," Yun Qianqian clenched her fists. "If such a pretty girl can't get married, wouldn't that be embarrassing for me, Yun Qianqian?"

Qiu Bei was stunned by what he heard.

"It seems that auntie doesn't care at all about who the little girl ends up marrying..."

Got it!
BMW shook his head and looked at Uncle Zhou beside him.

"Old Zhou, the lady has spoken, go and give her the medicine!"

Hey.

Zhou Bo stood up slowly and walked towards Huitong Hall while groping in his storage ring.

This time it’s getting more difficult.

"What kind of medicine should be given to ensure the appearance of Wuxi..." (End of this chapter)