My whole family cultivated immortality without telling me

"Why should my own happiness depend on charity from others?"

"It is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself!"

"living comfortably without anybody's help!"

"God rewards hard work, and people reward sincerity. Being sincere to the illusory is far less effective than being sincere to yourself!"

……

The performance of "Journey to the West: The Three Strikebacks to the White Bone Demon" had just finished when Shen Qingyun and Luo Yong came and saw the pilgrim team and their men preaching enthusiastically.

"How many rounds is this?"

"Brother Shen, it's the third game."

"There are still so many people outside waiting to enter?"

Brother Shen, what decision did you make? Have you forgotten it?

Mai said in a muffled voice: "Everyone is here to get the eggs."

"Well, you can't say that," Shen Qingyun looked around and accurately grasped the micro-expressions of the believers, "Everyone is standing up for the Great Sage... Well, there are also expectations, looking forward to the subsequent journey to obtain scriptures, what does this mean?"

“It means the eggs are really delicious.”

"Brother Yong, you..."

Luo Yong sighed and said, "Brother, the way of business is indeed useful, but... have you ever thought about it? You are using eggs to compete with monks! If you don't even mention the monks, what will the eggs think?"

Shen Qingyun's egg strategy is obviously to use small profits to lure people, and there is no limit on the threshold, so everyone who comes to watch the show can get it.

In everyone's opinion, this is not about preaching, but clearly an IQ test. Anyone who is not a fool has to come.

"You're right to come," Shen Qingyun said seriously, "Brother Yong, if no one comes, how can we preach?"

"Well, even so..." Luo Yong advised, "Who would believe you just for ten eggs?"

Mai corrected, "It's a dozen, twelve."

Luo Yong was silent for a while and pointed his finger to the place where the eggs were delivered.

"Who wrote that sign?"

"I write."

"The word 'dan' is written wrong. It's not the 'dan' in 'zhen ge dai dan'."

Now it was Mai's turn to be silent, but it didn't last long. He said in a muffled voice: "I'm afraid it's too complicated. These people don't know me."

Shen Qingyun immediately tightened his lips.

Luo Yong pulled Shen Qingyun away: "Brother, let's go over there and talk."

Crowded.

In just over thirty steps, Luo Yong bumped into countless people and was even grabbed by a few petty thieves, who looked at him with contempt.

Luo Yong didn't care. He stood in a place with few people and started to have a frank communication with Shen Qingyun.

After listening, Shen Qingyun smiled and said, "Brother Yong misunderstood. Giving eggs does not mean that they should believe in Taoism. I do not believe in such things. The key is the emotional value provided by Journey to the West."

Luo Yong understood that the egg was the hook.

"But what's the use of this?" Luo Yong pointed to the place where the eggs were collected. "Look at the faces of those people. They are all very mercenary. Even if they are not slaves, they are just ordinary people..."

"Brother Yong is right," Shen Qingyun nodded, "Only those who plan their lives carefully will come here."

Luo Yong was startled: "Are these the people you are targeting with this plan?"

"Well," Shen Qingyun replied, "Half of these people live in Lu."

"But what can they influence?" Luo Yong frowned. "In a world like this, it's always the people at the top who influence the general trend and make the rules."

Shen Qingyun said: "This may be true in the world of immortal cultivation, but I don't agree with it in the secular world."

Luo Yong smiled and said, "You speak and I listen."

"This is a long story," Shen Qingyun thought for a while, "to sum it up, there is strength in numbers."

"Tsk..." Luo Yong thought about it and shook his head, "This is ridiculous and irrational, but to be honest, I can't refute it. So, are you going to give up those nobles and slaves?"

"Big Boss doesn't want to listen to words like God will reward hard work," Shen Qingyun smiled, but said, "What I value most are those slaves."

This statement was beyond Luo Yong's expectation: "Brother, what do you think?"

Shen Qingyun sighed: "They are not human now, but they want to be human the most."

Luo Yong curled his lips: "I feel like they are pinning their hopes on the afterlife."

Shen Qingyun smiled and said, "That's because the Bodhi seeds didn't give them hope in this life."

Luo Yong stopped talking, glanced around, and said happily: "Those three brothers are still glaring at you."

"It should be to ask the Forbidden Martial Arts Department for egg subsidies..."

So should I give it or not?
Just as I was thinking about it, Lei Gong walked towards me with an expressionless face.

As a result, Master Lian Sheng jumped out halfway, slapped him on the back of the head, and dragged him away by his hair.

Shen Qingyun touched his nose and said, "Looks like I don't need to give it to you anymore."

Luo Yong just laughed.

noon.

End of preaching.

During this mission, more than three thousand dozen eggs were consumed.

Not much money was spent, but the poultry industry suffered a lot.

"Master, we can only make do today," Lei Gong complained to Lian Zhan while glaring at Shen Qingyun, "Tomorrow we will preach, and there will definitely not be enough eggs to go around."

Lian Zhan was stunned.

Having been following Shen Qingyun for a long time and always fighting for wealth, he never expected that he would get stuck on small gifts.

"Brother Shen, look at this..."

"That's easy to solve..."

Lian Zhan was instantly relieved and said to Lei Gong, "Brother Shen said it can be solved, so don't worry, just focus on preaching."

"May I ask Master Shen," Thunder God looked suspicious: "How to solve this problem?"

"I'll give you as much as you can tomorrow. If you don't have enough later, I'll buy you on credit."

puff!
Luo Yong spat out a mouthful of tea and looked at Shen Qingyun with his eyes wide open.

What he meant was very clear: Brother, are you serious?

"Master, listen to what people are saying..."

"How can you talk like that!" Lian Zhan said unhappily, "It's on credit. You're a great marquis, are you afraid that you can't sell it on credit?"

I am a marquis, not a chicken dad!
Lei Gonglian turned around and ran away.

"Go and persuade your senior brother."

The Pig-Headed Man and the Follower Man turned around and ran away.

"Brother Shen, the specific statistics are out," Lian Zhan stood up and handed over the copy of the paper, "The number of people is much larger than before, but the influence..."

The so-called influence refers to how many people have expressed their desire to accept Qin Wu's ideas and become a body cultivator.

"Influence doesn't matter for now," Shen Qingyun pondered. "Journey to the West hasn't been finished filming yet, and there are new competitors. Right now, I just want to stabilize the situation. But there is another thing that needs to be planned as soon as possible..."

Dojo.

Bodhizi gradually came back to his senses from the egg's counterattack, and for a moment he didn't know how to sort out his complicated emotions.

laugh at?

But because of the eggs, very few people came to listen to the sermons.

Feeling threatened?
"I'm not that stupid!"

It took him a long while to accurately locate his emotions.

"I want to be angry, but I don't think I should be angry, so I can't..."

Glancing at the trembling temple priest in the hall, he said calmly: "What do you think about this?"

"Reply, reply to the Holy Master, an ant, an ant trying to shake a tree..."

"Be specific."

"Replying to Saint Master, with the way they send people off, how many days can it take?"

Bodhizi was stunned.

He hadn't really considered this novel angle.

As soon as I heard it, I knew it was indeed a dead end.

"Do all the nobles in Qufu believe in our ancestors?"

"Return to the Holy Master, it's nine out of ten."

"Well, take it."

The temple keeper looked up and saw a golden bowl the size of a fist, hanging in the air a foot in front of his forehead and humming.

"I grant you the wish-fulfilling bowl, which can grant the wishes of believers."

The temple keeper was overjoyed, and fell to the ground, choking with sobs: "Thank you, Holy Master, for giving me the method to save people!"

"Of course," Bodhizi said calmly, "not all believers can get what they want. If you are sincere, then it will work."

The next day.

The missionary war continues.

"What, on credit?"

"Brother, your way of buying on credit is really novel, isn't it?"

"Liar, go!"

"Are you willing to leave this thing? Haha, I don't even want the eggs, I just want to have fun!"

……

I never expected that although I only gave away about 500 eggs today, more people came to hear the news than yesterday.

But when he asked, his face looked even uglier.

"It's all Mr. Shen's fault. They all came here for fun!"

The pig-headed man frowned and said, "Big Brother, don't talk about them. I also enjoy this kind of credit."

“Hahaha,” the follower laughed, “Big Brother, Second Brother is right.”

But after all, if you sell on credit, others will come too, and the more people there are, the better the effect will be.

"Could it be that Mr. Shen had this idea from the beginning?"

On the other side, Luo Yong, who was walking away, simply regarded Shen Qingyun as a god.

"Brother, you are really good at this."

"Brother Yong, you are too kind. I have no choice but to do this."

"You didn't have to do it," Luo Yong raised his thumb, unwilling to take it back, "You are clearly manipulating people's hearts to the extreme. Haha, compared to the fun, eggs are nothing!"

Brother Yong’s thanks are so inhuman, I won’t respond, Shen Qingyun sighed secretly.

"I'll tell the people in the Chamber of Commerce and make a joke out of this."

Shen Qingyun was shocked and asked, "Brother Yong, you are not going to do that, are you?"

"Don't worry, brother. I will definitely not say that it was done by Mr. Shen."

That is not bad.

Shen Qingyun was annoyed, then suddenly thought: "Are jokes becoming popular in Chu and Han?"

The two of them talked all the way back to the marquis's mansion, refused the servants' service, and ran to where the slaves were staying to check on their conditions.

The slaves' residence, even though it was under the jurisdiction of the marquis's mansion, was still dirty and messy.

After passing through a door, the two felt like they had arrived in the poultry world.

The foul smell can be blocked.

Human suffering cannot be ignored.

There were not many slaves in such a large yard. It seemed that most of them had gone out to work. Those who were left behind were tied with dog chains and were busy doing odd jobs.

Shen Qingyun looked around but did not find the manager with eagle-eyed and wolf-like eyes.

"It seems that these slaves are very well-behaved..."

Just as he was thinking about it, two young slaves who were weaving bamboo strips put their heads together.

"Er Gou, I heard that..." "San Gou, I heard that..."

"You speak first."

"I heard that there is someone in the city who is teaching martial arts..."

"Stop talking, listen to me, work hard, the harder this life is, the more comfortable your next life will be."

"Who did you listen to?"

"I went to the market yesterday and passed by a Taoist temple. I heard someone say that it was said by the Saint Master. It's called cultivating the next life."

"Is it spiritual?"

"Old Pig said that those who come out of the dojo are all big shots!"

"so……"

"I plan to weave twenty bamboo strips today, hoping to be a bamboo craftsman in my next life."

……

The conversation was short and ended with the two of them speeding up their hands.

Shen Qingyun and Luo Yong looked at each other, not knowing how to start.

a long time.

"Their knowledge is worthy of their suffering."

"Brother Yong, the main reason is that no one taught them how to perceive things correctly."

Luo Yong looked at Shen Qingyun: "Are you going to teach?"

"I'm not a saint," Shen Qingyun sighed, "and people can't teach people, only things can teach people..."

Luo Yong's eyes gradually brightened: "Brother, are you going to do something amazing again?"

"Saucy..." What else could Shen Qingyun say? He acquiesced and asked, "Brother Yong is interested?"

"Haha, that's great!"

Work at sunrise.

The sunset... rested for a long, long time.

The second and third dogs, who completed their work beyond the required amount, were not treated well, and their normal workload for tomorrow was doubled.

They didn't dare to think about the bold idea of ​​weaving thirty stories tomorrow. They fell on the bed without even having time to look at their swollen fingers, and went straight to weaving their afterlife in their dreams.

Snapped!
a slap.

Ergou woke up, but was not surprised by being beaten. He was about to get off the straw mat in the dark to start his day's work when he felt the grass brushing against the soles of his feet.

The tingling sensation is surprising.

"I am..."

Ergou looked around and found himself in... the wilderness.

This is bad news.

The good news is, he is not the only one in the wilderness.

At least under the dim starlight, he saw a dozen blurry but definitely confused faces.

A few moments.

There were screams in the wilderness, accompanied by the sound of people running madly along the official road towards Qufu City.

"Don't they want to just walk away?"

“They need to have this awareness…”

"Then brother, you've done it in vain?"

"I am only responsible for getting them out," Shen Qingyun sighed, "It is others who teach them how to behave."

Hundreds of slaves rushed into the city without causing any riots.

Seeing the city gates wide open and the soldiers on the city walls turning a blind eye, the slaves dared not breathe a word and bravely entered the city and returned to their homes.

It didn't take long.

The screams of slaves could be heard all over Qufu City.

"According to the laws of Lu, a good beating is inevitable," Luo Yong also figured out Shen Qingyun's thinking. After thinking for a while, he looked at Shen Qingyun and said, "Brother, you are really not a human being."

Can I let you teach me this?
Shen Qingyun said with a sullen look on his face: "Brother Yong, don't say that. I, Shen Qingyun, have such a good reputation. Now I am willing to do this. It is also called a strategist who puts himself in the game and wins half a move against the sky."

“Hahahaha…” Luo Yong gave a thumbs up, “Sir, you are so righteous and your innocence remains intact!”

"Brother Yong, you are so kind."

dawn.

The preaching continues.

After preaching on the third day, Bodhizi's face looked a little unhappy.

He didn't even need his spiritual sense, he could tell with his naked eyes that the number of believers today was much less than the first day.

"So, this is what you call an ant trying to shake a tree?"

The kneeling temple priest trembled and said in a trembling voice: "Saint Master, there are indeed not enough eggs to send, but, but those people are too, too cheap..."

"what's the situation?"

"They don't have any eggs to give away, just say I can buy it on credit!"

I'm coming!

“The same feeling of helplessness I had when I heard about the egg delivery the day before yesterday is back again!”

After being sent a dozen eggs to control him, Bodhizi was controlled by the word "credit" for a long time today.

"Think about me, Bodhizi. I have practiced for my whole life and have faced countless opponents. Every time I won, I won with overwhelming force!"

But this time, after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure out the word "credit" and how to win.

The temple keeper gnashed his teeth and said, "Those believers, just treat it as a joke, just join in the fun..."

Oh, I see.

Bodhizi felt a pain in his heart and was speechless.

"Is there a way to crack it?"

"Reply, reply to the Holy Master, how about we also send something?"

Upon hearing this, Bodhizi looked directly at the temple keeper with his ruthless golden eyes.

"Why do you think that?"

"Replying to Saint Master, today, a believer asked us whether we should send eggs..."

Send eggs?!

Bodhizi clenched his fists.

At this point, he finally felt how powerful Shen Qingyun was.

"But preaching is so sacred, how can I be in the same boat with him?"

Taking a deep breath, he asked coldly, "Is the Ruyi Golden Bowl useful?"

The temple keeper hurriedly said, "Let the Saint Master know that the Ruyi Golden Bowl is very useful. The nobles in the city praise it highly, and the incense money has more than doubled, but..."

Just be sincere and it will work!

Even if Bodhizi wanted to win, he would never give his golden bowl to a mortal who asked him for eggs!

"Pass on my decree. Pray to the heavens for rain in three days!"

The temple keeper was about to agree, but was suddenly startled: "Holy Master, Lu, Lu seems to have no shortage of rain..."

Bodhizi smiled.

Because the sky really turned cloudy.

Without laughing for a while, he closed his golden eyes, his clenched fists trembling with the force.

“It’s just inexplicable!”

Hou House.

Everyone sat together.

The three disciples with thunder faces still looked at Shen Qingyun with suspicion, but with a lot more shock in their eyes.

"Master, today's total...more than 9,000 dozen eggs on credit."

Lian Zhan asked with concern: "Is there not enough money?"

"No, no..." Thunder God Face wanted to ask anxiously, but was too embarrassed to do so, so he could only continue, "And the believers' interest in Journey to the West has also increased a lot..."

Watching a play is one thing.

On the other hand, more and more people are asking about body cultivators.

After listening to the report, Shen Qingyun smiled and said, "The momentum is good. If we continue like this, we can at least maintain our base."

Thunder God Face said hurriedly: "Mr. Shen is too modest. In less than two months, the other party will have to pack up and leave."

"Tsk, I dare not say that," Brother Yong said happily, "Let me ask you, how are you going to redeem the eggs you bought on credit? Your followers are waiting for this fun."

The Marquis doesn’t care about more than three thousand dozen eggs.

But in two days, I bought more than 10,000 dozen chickens on credit. Although I had enough money, I definitely didn’t have enough chickens.

"That's fine," Shen Qingyun said to Luo Yong, "I summoned Manager Liu the day before yesterday. If there are no eggs, we will have plenty of three-legged eggs as big as bowls."

Luo Yong didn't take it seriously.

After hearing this, Mai immediately thought of the nutritious breakfast plan promoted by Brother Shen.

This connection makes me understand a lot of things.

"Brother Shen, how about promoting nutritious breakfast?"

Shen Qingyun's eyes were full of praise when he heard this, but he smiled and said, "Brother Ma Yi, this plan is very good. Once the situation is opened, Brother Ma Yi can start to implement it."

Luo Yong was a shrewd man. Seeing Ma Yi overjoyed, he pouted and looked at Gongshu Bushang.

"Don't be silent on weekdays. Learn more from your uncle, okay?"

Gongshu Bushang had nothing else to say, so he turned to Ma Yi and bowed, "Please give me more guidance, uncle."

Mai waved her hand and said in a muffled voice: "Watch more, learn more, and talk less."

Luo Yong immediately turned around and covered his face to look at Qingyun.

Damn, he really teaches me!
Shen Qingyun pretended not to see it, turned his head to look at Lei Gong's face, and talked about slaves.

After hearing this, Thunder Face said nonchalantly, "Master Shen, just give your orders. Don't even mention not beating them up. I don't mind if you let them all go."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingyun hurriedly said, "My Lord, you misunderstood. I didn't mean not to beat them, but to beat them severely... but don't kill anyone. I still need to talk to the other ten or so families about this matter."

The people that Shen Qingyun and Luo Yong kidnapped the night before were all from aristocratic families that were on good terms with the Leigonglian family.

Only in this way can we avoid death.

"Don't worry, Mr. Shen," Lei Gong looked puzzled but still stood up and said, "I will go to their house and inform them in person."

That night.

Ergou, who had been beaten in the morning, felt severe pain all over his body. He lay on the straw mat, unable to sleep due to the pain.

"I'm afraid it's a ghost. This kind of thing can happen. The manager doesn't believe it even if I tell him..."

"Ergou, stop talking and go to sleep."

"You can sleep, but I can't..."

Before Ergou finished speaking, there suddenly appeared a man standing in front of him. He was quite handsome.

When the two met, they were both a little shocked.

Shen Qingyun was surprised and asked, "You are exhausted during the day, and you still have worries at night?"

"I……"

Bang!
After a punch that made Ergou fall asleep, Shen Qingyun looked at Sangou.

"I, I'm used to keeping my eyes open..."

Bang!
After taking care of the two men with two punches, Shen Qingyun grabbed one with each hand and threw him onto the spirit boat, then left.

As he watched Shen Qingyun and the other two run out of the city to throw away the slaves, several question marks appeared visibly on Bodhizi's forehead.

"I'm afraid it's another conspiracy???"

Although he was suspicious, he didn't know what was going on. Bodhizi sighed helplessly, looked at the gloomier sky, and left in anger. (End of this chapter)