My whole family cultivated immortality without telling me

When a person acts super pretentious, others cannot accept it and can only understand reality according to the pretentious person's thinking.

"So you can all go back now," Shen Qingyun spread his arms and stopped the five people in hemp clothes who were carrying the apprenticeship gifts, and said with a smile, "It's not that my Zhou Bo is so powerful, but the State of Lu... and even the Three Kingdoms are too rebellious."

Mai Yi said in a muffled voice: "Brother Shen, I don't have much education..."

Shen Qingyun would never let Mai finish her words, and immediately said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you read less, the feeling is the most important."

"Feel?"

"Well, I just consulted Uncle Zhou and got the essence of these two words. I will tell you now," Shen Qingyun bowed, "I hope we can encourage each other."

"Is that so..." Lian Zhan looked up at the sky, "I feel like it's going to rain heavily."

Connecting theory with practice so quickly?
Shen Qingyun looked up in shock, and when he saw the bright sun, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Haha, it seems that Brother Lian is wrong."

Lian Zhan lowered his head in dismay. Mai raised his head again and said in a muffled voice, "How can it rain today...it's more likely to be hail."

Because you are Mai, I won’t laugh!
Shen Qingyun pursed his lips and was about to speak when he suddenly felt something hit his head.

"Ouch... oh oh oh oh... it's really hailstorming, come in and hide!"

The six people hurried to the eaves and looked at the hail in silence.

Lian Zhan couldn't help but ask, "Brother Shen, this is fucking terrifying, right?"

"Well... there is an explanation for this," Shen Qingyun said, showing that he had seen the world. "This is what extreme weather is like. If there is really no sun, the hail won't fall."

Hearing this, five heads nodded.

In the corridor opposite the eaves, two monks were speechless when they saw this scene.

Losing to Bodhizi means you are not as skilled as him.

Losing to a mortal, or someone else's steward, is not a question of skill, but a difference in variety.

Gao Qiming said with emotion: "Qin Wu is extraordinary. Even a housekeeper has such ability... I really admire him."

Li Qinglian didn't respond.

Gao Qiming felt even more ashamed, and said self-deprecatingly: "I have been practicing for more than 300 years, and I thought I had some skills, so I took the initiative to compete with that Bodhi seed, but I didn't expect... I was seriously injured after just a face-to-face fight. I have been recuperating in my room these days..."

Is he talking about me?
Li Qinglian was silent for a long time, but finally couldn't control himself and turned to look at the person who was bewitching him.

"Who are you?"

Gao Qiming bowed and introduced: "I am honored to be the master of Qiming Mountain. I wonder if you are…"

"Qiming Mountain," Li Qinglian searched for it in his mind but couldn't remember it. He said calmly, "I know."

Is this ward of mine in vain?
Once Gao Qiming's dancing style was turned on, he didn't want to turn it off, so he asked politely, "May I ask your name, fellow Taoist?"

You don't deserve to know.

In the past, Li Qinglian would definitely say this.

Now...

"Have you ever fought with Bodhizi?"

"Well, it's a long story..."

After hearing Gao Qiming's story that belonged to the common people, Li Qinglian finally understood that not only had he lost to Bodhizi, but even his title as the first person to lose to Bodhizi had been taken away by someone else.

"This person is really stubborn..."

Li Qinglian felt funny and sad at the same time.

Because when these words are applied to myself, they are just right.

"Dare to ask my friend..."

Seeing that Gao Qiming was still unwilling to give up, Li Qinglian said softly, "We are both people who have fallen into the same fate. Why should we know each other when we meet?"

After that, leave.

Gao Qiming was stunned.

"We are both wanderers in this world, could it be that he..."

Just as he was thinking about it, Li Qinglian, who had disappeared around the corner, turned back.

"The five realms test one's Dao heart and one's spirit. Daoist friend, your mind is attached to something and your thoughts are not clear. For many years, you have been hesitant and timid... If you still can't break through the realm within five years, you will never make any progress in this life. I will give you a few words. Please make your own decision."

This time he really left.

Gao Qiming stood there for a long time, then suddenly came back to his senses, with gratitude and disappointment in his eyes. He could only sigh and bow.

"Thank you, my friend, for your great kindness..."

After he finished expressing his gratitude, the hail stopped.

When I turned around, the five people under the eaves of the opposite house were gone.

Gao Qiming used his spiritual sense to explore and found a few people three miles away. After thinking about it, he followed them.

When he arrived at the preaching place, he saw the official coming forward to greet several people, and he listened attentively...

"My Lord, there was a hailstorm just now. The exact damage is unknown, but according to old practice, at most the houses were damaged..."

Thunder God looked at Shen Qingyun with a stern face.

Just for such a small matter, do you need to mobilize Brother Shen?

"Well," Lian Zhan spoke first, "The houses are not a problem. Arrange personnel to count the injured people inside and outside the city."

The officer couldn't help but look at Lei Gong's face.

Lei Gong face frowned and said: "Didn't you hear? Speed!"

"I will obey the order of the Marquis."

As soon as the official left, Lei Gonglian was no longer the marquis, but a face full of respect.

"Master Shen, this is a brilliant plan. After we comfort the victims, the teachings at the temple will surely go more smoothly."

Shen Qingyun thought about it and corrected him, "My Lord, we should look at the two things separately. We are preaching, so our compatriots are suffering from disasters, and we must rescue them. Maybe the result will be the same, but here..."

He pointed to his heart and smiled: "It tastes different."

Lei Gong looked a little confused, but after thinking for a while, he gradually understood and bowed sincerely, "Master Shen is right. I am grateful for your advice."

As soon as the officials came to report, the staff of the Taoist temple immediately took action.

"If the supplies are not enough, you can ask Manager He for help..." Seeing Gao Qiming waiting not far away, Shen Qingyun said a few words and then said goodbye.

"Sorry to have kept Master Gaoshan waiting for a long time."

Gao Qiming returned the gift first and then expressed his emotion.

"Only after seeing this scene with my own eyes can I understand the huge difference between Qin Wu and the Three Kingdoms. There is a reason for this. If the rulers and ministers of the Three Kingdoms were as concerned about the people's livelihood and sympathetic to the people as Lord Shen is, this world would not be so treacherous and changeable..."

Seeing Gao Qiming take the initiative to mention celestial phenomena, Shen Qingyun knew that he had changed from a highly sensitive person to a social person who is adept at socializing.

The two of them walked and talked, while also observing the scene in the city.

It has been nearly two hours since both sides finished praying for rain.

The two temples are far apart, and it is impossible for ordinary people to communicate with each other in real time.

Two hours later, the impact of praying for rain began to show.

There was no gag order this time, and as we walked through four or five streets, all we talked about was praying for rain.

"Saint Master Bodhi is actually not as good as an old man?"

"You can't say that. The Holy Master comes from another place and doesn't know the situation in Lu..."

"That old man is also from another place! If I'm not mistaken, he must be the Dragon King of the East China Sea in Journey to the West, who is responsible for making it rain..."

"This is nonsense. There are Bodhi seeds in Journey to the West. That's awesome!"

"You know nothing. This is called advanced black, a very fucked-up art form..."

"What do you mean?"

"I still don't understand even if I tell you. I just remember that the more powerful the Bodhi seeds in Journey to the West are, the more... "

I'm going to talent!
Shen Qingyun turned his head to glance at Jijiahei, left a trace of his consciousness, continued to move forward, and continued to listen to gossip.

"This is such terrible weather, even a god could not predict the future..."

"The Journey to the West is so accurate! It's ridiculously accurate!"

"Looking at this celestial phenomenon, I'm afraid it's a sign of God's wrath and people's resentment..."

"Of course not. The fighting has lasted for hundreds of years without any peace. Even God can't stand it anymore!"

"I also heard that a group of slaves escaped from the inner city recently and they are said to be rebelling..."

"Ah, this world... First it stops when it should, then it starts to rain, then the sun rises in the east and it rains in the west, then there's another hailstorm, and I'm afraid it's going to be a heavy snowfall, it's almost on the way..."

……

Shen Qingyun was laughing when he heard this, and suddenly he saw a white piece of fallen sleeve out of the corner of his eye, and he looked over in a daze.

"Oh my god, it's really snowing?!"

Gao Qiming looked up at the sky, counted with his fingers, and his face was full of worry.

"The secrets of heaven are obscure, and I was not aware of them at all. I never thought that the decline of humanity would have such a horrible impact on the way of heaven. This is truly an eye-opener."

Shen Qingyun sighed, smiled bitterly and bowed: "Mountain Master, please wait a moment, I will go back to the Taoist temple..."

After returning to the dojo and instructing people to prepare warm clothes, Shen Qingyun reunited with Gao Qiming. The two of them left the city and headed towards Ergou Mountain.

Luo Yong had said before that Chen Youliang's spiritual roots were okay.

What he called "making do" was considered amazing in Gongshu Bushang's eyes.

But in the eyes of the owner of the tiny Qiming Mountain, it became a masterpiece of nature.

"Second, second-grade spiritual roots?" Gao Qiming's eyes popped out, "Master Shen, is this what you call making do?"

Shen Qingyun was very clever, he immediately smiled bitterly and said: "If I had told the truth before, would the mountain master still be willing to accept this person?"

"That's right!" Gao Qiming's old face turned red, and he bowed with a bitter smile, "Now I dare not do that. Lord Shen's kindness, I can only appreciate it. This disciple, I really have no face..."

Shen Qingyun sighed, "To be honest, when the mountain master came to Qinwu, he lost his beloved disciple. Your Majesty saw it with his own eyes and felt ashamed in his heart. He once ordered us to do our best to help..."

Gao Qiming burst into tears: "Old man, how could I be so worthy of such a reward!"

Shen Qingyun said softly: "Although Qin Wu is a secular person, the mountain master also has human feelings. The emotions of both sides are connected, and Qin Wu's friendship with the various sects depends on friendship."

"I understand, I understand..."

Gao Qiming's defenses were broken without hesitation and he bowed sincerely.

"Master Shen, even if the Ten Directions Alliance no longer accepts sects to join, Qimingshan is willing to serve the Ten Directions Alliance!"

Shen Qingyun smiled bitterly and said, "If this gets to your Majesty's ears, I will beat you up. If the mountain master returns to heaven, you can talk to the leader of the Qiufeng Sect. Senior Qiufeng is kind to others..."

As they were talking, the two arrived at Ergou Mountain.

Shen Qingyun asked Gongshu Bushu Rang, his father, to take the master to find the apprentice.

He turned around and went to Fujiatianxia Hall, first looked at Gongshu Bushang's calligraphy, then walked into the hall with his hands behind his back, his steps were brisk.

When Ergou saw Shen Qingyun, he stood up excitedly and trotted over to greet him.

"Shen, Lord Shen, your Excellency..."

Shen Qingyun sighed and said speechlessly: "As the head of the family, you are so cautious. Am I that scary?"

Lord, I don't know if you are scary or not...

"But I have been sleepless for several nights, just waiting for your iron fist..."

Ergou didn't dare to respond. He waited for Shen Qingyun to sit down, and then pulled the third in command Sangou over.

The dark circles under the third dog's eyes were even more serious than those under the second dog's. Shen Qingyun sighed and waved his hand, saying, "Well, let's have a meeting!"

The temple keeper paced back and forth outside the main hall of Bodhizi Temple, walking for several miles.

"In the past, I would walk around three or five times and the Saint Master would call me in. Today..."

He sighed secretly, then stopped and did not dare to look sad. He kowtowed three times and nine times respectfully before leaving.

When he returned to his room, he started throwing things around.

Feeling unsatisfied, he opened the door and took a quick look, only to find that they were all his subordinates who were not worthy of being in the limelight.

"Where's my big nephew? Tell him to come over here!"

The subordinate hurriedly said, "Sir, Manager He just left, saying that he had something urgent to do..."

I guess it’s about money again!
The temple keeper laughed in anger and cursed: "You are such a fool, be careful that you will earn money but not live to spend it. Send someone to find him!"

"The best of the best..."

Inside the hall, Bodhizi whispered a hint of murderous intent.

A ray of lonely golden light also emerged from his fingertips.

With just a light flick, the golden light could travel across three hundred feet, and the temple priest, bearing the sin of failing to pray for rain, would be turned into nothingness.

After a while, the strong man showed his self-respect and forced the golden light to retreat into his body.

The target that made Bodhizi gnashing his teeth also changed from the temple keeper to Shen Qingyun.

Send eggs.

Buy eggs on credit.

The mortal housekeeper prays for rain.

"Every one of these incidents was directed at me, but none of them was directed at me."

Against him, referring to what he did.

Not targeting him means that these three methods cannot be used against any individual.

Let’s change the angle…

"I defeated all those who targeted me, and I was defeated by all those who didn't target me!"

Those who targeted him, such as Luo Yong and Li Qinglian, were all defeated.

Those who are not targeting him, such as Shen Qingyun, beat him everywhere.

It feels so wonderful.

Bodhizi had difficulty breathing, so he stood up and straightened his chest.

After a few attempts, the feeling of having strength but nowhere to use it still lingers.

"I don't even have a clue how to fight back!"

His chest heaved violently.

But not breathing strong.

Instead, he was filled with rage, ready to explode and burn the world.

a long time.

It seemed as if Bodhizi didn't want to be burned by anger anymore, so he sat cross-legged and chanted again.

When it grew dark, he opened his calm eyes and gazed at Ergou Mountain, more than a hundred miles away.

"Since I can't solve the problem, I'll solve the person who caused the problem..."

Two Dog Mountain.

Shen Qingyun sneezed twice, causing the tense atmosphere of the conference to pause.

But it's almost the same.

Looking around at the heads of the hall with shining eyes, he began his closing remarks.

"A happy life is earned through your own hard work. You have worked hard for half of your life to support your masters. In the second half of your life, try to work hard for yourself and live for yourself!"

clap clap clap...

The applause continued.

Shen Qingyun stood up with a smile, bowed and left.

The first ideological mobilization meeting at Ergou Mountain has ended, but the first meeting between master and apprentice is still going on.

"Brother Bu Rang, how did the two of them talk?"

"Uncle Shen..."

Shen Qingyun waved his hand and said with a smile: "My friends all call me Brother Shen."

"But..." Gongshu Rang blushed, "My father..."

Now you mention your father, aren't you running away from home?

Shen Qingyun said sternly: "Brother, you must not let your father become a stumbling block between our friendship."

It sounds like you want me to kill my father to make my point clear?
Gongshu Bushang shuddered and took a half step back.

"Well, since my father is not around, I will call you Shen, Brother Shen..."

Gao Qiming and Chen Youliang were well matched.

When Shen Qingyun started peeping mode, the battle between the master and the disciple was in full swing.

"Youliang, I have a technique that can turn beans into soldiers. Do you want to learn it?"

"Can I be the emperor?"

Shen Qingyun stared: "What's going on?"

Gongshu Bushang sighed, "This child wants nothing but to be the emperor, saying that this is the only way to avoid being bullied and to let his mother live a good life."

Fate is so wonderful.

Shen Qingyun was really speechless and could only continue listening.

After Chen Youliang rejected Gao Qiming's best soul cultivation method, the old Taoist left in shame.

As soon as he went out, he was stopped by Shen Qingyun.

"Sir Shen, I am ashamed of my limited ability. I am afraid..."

"Hey, mountain master, you are still modest," Shen Qingyun said with a smile, "Children are always naughty, but please rest assured, mountain master, children still have a father..."

What does this mean?

Gao Qiming was confused when Gongshu Bushang folded a piece of bamboo paper beside the path and walked in.

After a while, screams were heard.

Gao Qiming suddenly understood and gave a thumbs up: "Master Shen, very wise."

"Where, where..."

As he was speaking, Gongshu stopped him from leaving.

"Won't you let me finish beating you?"

"Well," Gongshu Bushang sighed, "This child is really stubborn and still refuses to do it."

Gao Qiming was immediately discouraged when he heard this.

"I like this kind of proud child," Shen Qingyun turned around and waved, "It just so happens that the conference has just ended and Youliang's fathers are all here, take him over!"

Fathers...?

Gao Qiming opened his mouth wide.

Half an hour later.

Gao Qiming sat on his seat in a daze.

Chen Youliang was lying on the ground, his swollen buttocks were more beautiful than his face.

There was still a lot of stubbornness on his little face, but he had to worship this master.

Because he had one hundred and eight fathers, who formed six circles around the Father Jia Tian Xia hall, glaring at him covetously.

"Master, please, have some tea..."

Gao Qiming was a little hesitant to answer it.

One hundred and eight fathers began to eye him covetously.

Gao Qiming felt uneasy.

"Okay, I'll drink, I'll drink, disciple, please get up quickly..."

What a touching scene!

Shen Qingyun hid outside to wipe her tears, when someone patted her shoulder unexpectedly.

Turning his head, he asked in surprise, "Brother Yong, you are out of confinement now?"

"Let's not talk about that for now," Luo Yong looked at the situation in his father Jia Tianxia's hall and said with emotion, "Brother, you really have a lot of fun."

"How can the affairs of cultivators be called fun?" Shen Qingyun smiled and asked, "What's wrong, Brother Yong?"

Luo Yong sighed and said, "Li Qinglian came to see me just now..."

Shen Qingyun was shocked.

"It's not about you, don't be nervous."

"Oh..." Shen Qingyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "I'm not nervous."

Luo Yong glanced at Shen Qingyun and said worriedly, "He said he still wants to fight Bodhizi."

Shen Qingyun became nervous again, and after thinking for a while he asked, "Could it be that you want to break it and then build it up, and advance to the sixth realm?"

Luo Yong's face turned pale with fright.

"Who told you that you need to survive to break through? Brother, we are not in a hurry to reach the realm, but you have to take the right path."

Isn't that the case?

Shen Qingyun hurriedly said: "Maybe cultivators are different from physical practitioners. Is his injury okay?"

"The injury may not be serious," Luo Yong couldn't help but curse, "but there is definitely something wrong with his brain!"

"I won't say that anymore," Shen Qingyun frowned and asked, "Why is he like this?"

Luo Yong said in a deep voice: "He said that Bodhi's methods are treacherous, and he wants to try again to see if he can find out something. Can I let him die so easily? But I can't persuade him, brother..."

Brother Yong, it seems like what you said can persuade him.

"It seems like it's possible. As long as I promise him to go to the Immortal Sword Sect, he will definitely agree..."

But can I make it easy for him to succeed?
Shen Qingyun thought about it and said, "Well, it's not that there is no other way."

Luo Yong's eyes lit up: "Brother, you are too much, what can I do?"

"Just ask Bodhizi directly."

Luo Yong rolled his eyes and turned away.

"You can! Just ask!"

Shen Qingyun smiled and saw Luo Yong off, feeling a little sad.

"I'm afraid if I don't go, Bodhi will come looking for me..."

I'm not running this time.

I have not yet repaid Brother Yong's kindness. (End of this chapter)