My whole family cultivated immortality without telling me

Faced with Shen Qingyun's tentative thoughts, the two didn't know how to respond.

If they say they know, it means they watched the whole fight, which is a bit sinister.

Li Qinglian couldn’t say he didn’t know… He could only cough lightly to remind him.

"cough……"

Is that what I meant?

After silently greeting Li Qinglian's mother, asking about the health of her ancestors, and giving sincere suggestions on the location of Li Qinglian's ancestral grave, Luo Yong frowned.

"Brother, we've both been out these days, what do you mean by that?"

"Uh..." Shen Qingyun said the matter and threw the topic back to the other party, "I blocked him for three days, but I didn't see him... Brother Yong, have you seen him outside?"

Facing those clear eyes, Luo Yong frowned even more: "No..."

"Ahem." Li Qinglian was slightly ashamed the whole time. At this moment, he coughed again and frowned, "Are you saying that Bodhizi is no match for you?"

Luo Yong then realized that he had missed the point and burst into laughter.

"Brother Li, I've told you before that my brother has a strong fist. Do you believe it now?"

Shen Qingyun said modestly: "Brother Yong, you are too kind. I am not that capable, but I am probably a little more confident and my expertise is more relevant. If there is anything else, I feel that Bodhizi is quite thin-skinned and cannot afford to lose..."

Li Qinglian was stunned.

I'm not confident?

I'm a swordsman, specializing in fighting and killing, isn't that more professional?

Thin skinned...

Not daring to think about these three words, Li Qinglian curled up her toes and coughed lightly for the third time.

This bastard only knows how to cough cough cough!

Luo Yong smiled and said, "Let's find a place and tell us in detail."

The three of them turned around and went to the shop in Xian City.

Now, the small shop in Xianshi has hired a dozen independent cultivators, but they can only serve as apprentices and are bullied by the chef all day long.

Fortunately, the monk has enough energy, but lacks understanding, so he makes up for it with time.

In order to improve the apprentices' skills and enhance their core competitiveness, the shop has long set up a late-night snack bar, which is even busier than during the day.

As soon as the three entered, they found that all the seated guests were monks.

This group of energetic people did not sleep at night. The concentration of Qinwu's spiritual energy was thin and there was no point in practicing, so they gathered together, drank wine, and told each other about Qinwu's experiences.

While going upstairs, Shen Qingyun heard it and couldn't help but laugh.

"Of the ten sentences in the past, three are from Guixu Sect, three are from Beast Sect, and three are from Five Sects..."

The only thing that Qin Wu could hear was that he had found a powerful backer.

Now, nine out of ten times what the casual cultivators said mentioned Qin Wu.

There are even those who do not try to hide their boastfulness in their words.

Shen Qingyun turned around and glanced at the most agitated independent cultivator, who was none other than the anti-fraud pioneer who opened a legal consulting firm.

"I'm afraid this fellow Taoist has accumulated enough settlement points to become a Qinwu person?"

"Do you know that person?" Luo Yong asked after taking a look.

Shen Qingyun nodded and walked into the private room while talking about the past.

After sitting down, Luo Yong couldn't help but sigh: "He is a talented person."

"Brother Yong is right," Shen Qingyun said with a smile, "The imperial court had some complaints before, but after getting along with them, I found that the expectations of the independent cultivators are quite high, which is a pleasant surprise."

Luo Yong nodded.

"The number of scattered cultivators is so large that they account for at least half of the world of immortal cultivation. They are of some use, but the word 'scattered' means they are doomed to be of no use in major areas."

"Maybe," Shen Qingyun said with a smile, "It mainly depends on whether you have enough subjective initiative."

Li Qinglian couldn't help but ask: "What is subjective initiative?"

"It's just fishing," Luo Yong glanced at Shen Qingyun, "In my brother's words, it's just empty talk."

"Brother Yong still looks down on me?" Shen Qingyun said with a smile, "Drawing big cakes is also a skill."

"How do I draw?"

"So that Senior Li can know..."

Li Qinglian waved his hand and said, "Li Qinglian, Li Daoyou are both fine. I am not much older than you."

Are you comparing using decimals?
Shen Qingyun was slightly stunned, and was still in a state of panic, Li Qinglian said directly: "Tell me about it."

"Okay, there are two kinds of dispersion. One is when you have no choice, and the other is when you like it. But no matter what, cultivation is the foundation..."

After analyzing the independent cultivators, he went on to talk about Qinwu’s various policies and benefits for independent cultivators.

Li Qinglian has been practicing hard for many years, but he is not a fool. As he listened and pondered, he understood the true meaning of the painting.

"I see..." He thought for a moment and said, "In fact, there are many people in the world of immortal cultivation who think like you. I know of seven or eight famous independent cultivator settlements, all of which are manned by high-level cultivators, but..."

Shen Qingyun asked curiously, "Before... Ahem, is there something else Mr. Li said?"

"The relationship between the two sides is different," Li Qinglian said with a sigh, "That is, use, but also with a sense of caution, there is also some calculation between the two sides, Qin Wu's side..."

Use it as is, but be honest and transparent, you will get what you pay for.

"Besides that, more important is what you call settling down," Li Qinglian affirmed, "providing a sense of belonging requires great courage."

Shen Qingyun praised: "Mr. Li really sees things clearly."

Son...

Li Qinglian thought about it and coughed lightly.

Damn me!
"If you make me angry, believe it or not, I will take Bodhi as my master, not for anything else, just to learn that trick!"

Luo Yong gritted his teeth in hatred, but he also understood Li Qinglian's implicit request, and immediately said unhappily: "What do you mean by young master or not? Brother Qingyun, let's not call you that, just call me Brother Li..."

Shen Qingyun was such a delicate person that she couldn't tell whether this was a statement or a question.

But when he saw Brother Yong say the word Brother Li, he looked at Li Qinglian.

"Then Li Qinglian seemed to agree..."

Why is our Brother Yong becoming more and more humble?

Shen Qingyun sighed in his heart, but smiled and said, "Brother Li, the national policy pursued by Qinwu is to be kind to others and treat others with sincerity. In addition, the laws of Qinwu are there. If you want to become a Qinwu person, it means that you are bound by the laws. In addition to the laws, there are also various laws formulated by the Immortal Department for cultivators..."

After some introduction, Qin Wu's vision and blueprint for integrating into the world of immortal cultivation appeared before Li Qinglian.

"Not bad," Li Qinglian also said, "I look forward to Qin Wu's future appearance."

After the greetings, the side dishes were served, which were exquisite in appearance and tempting in color and aroma.

The three of them drank some Fenhuang wine. Shen Qingyun put down his chopsticks and took out a booklet from his arms.

"coming!"

Luo Yong knew what this thing was.

The two of them saw clearly the battle between Shen Qingyun and Bodhizi.

But if we really want to talk about the complete and accurate understanding of Bodhi seeds, it must be the person involved.

"Brother Yong, take a look."

"what?"

"Some insights after sparring with Bodhizi," Shen Qingyun said with some regret, "It's a pity that he was shy and ran away just at the beginning. He was too unconfident..."

Does that mean people are not confident?
"That person is quite self-aware. If he doesn't run, he will die..."

Luo Yong took it while complaining, opened it and read it carefully, his expression becoming increasingly serious.

"The strength of the Taoist body is comparable to that of a physical practitioner?"

"He is even better than ordinary body cultivators," Shen Qingyun made a poking gesture, "I tried it a little bit. If he is really at the fourth level as Brother Yong said, then ordinary fourth level body cultivators can't hurt his body."

Seeing Shen Qingyun's gentle stabbing, the two couldn't help but think of the scene where Shen Qingyun pulled out the arrow and then inserted it back into the Bodhi seed, and their hearts tightened.

Luo Yong laughed dryly: "Ha, then he is quite free."

Shen Qingyun didn't understand either and could only smile along.

"Spiritual power condensation..." Li Qinglian pointed to a line in the book and asked, "Is there a standard?"

Shen Qingyun pondered for a while and said, "Senior Qiufeng has used his skills in the Mayi Sect. I feel that the two of them are... about the same."

The two were not shocked, as if the difference between the fourth and fifth realms was nothing to them.

Luo Yong finished reading, closed the book and asked, "Except for the beginning of the exchange, he only recited scriptures afterwards?"

"Yes, that scripture seems to be called something..." Shen Qingyun didn't remember it. After thinking about it, he grasped a few key words based on Bodhizi's final crazy roar, "It's called the Eighteen Unique Dharmas Sutra."

Luo Yong frowned, asked Shen Qingyun for paper and pen, and added the contents directly to the book.

"Thanks, brother," he sighed, "With this, I can handle the task at hand."

Shen Qingyun said ashamedly: "I should have asked first."

Luo Yong laughed: "Can he reply to you?"

"That's right..." Shen Qingyun said angrily, "I'll ask next time I see you."

After talking for a while, Luo Yong asked Shen Qingyun to go home first.

After seeing Shen Qingyun off, the two continued with their midnight snack and the topic turned to Shen Qingyun.

"Brother Luo, why did he let Bodhizi run first?"

Luo Yong blushed and said angrily, "Brother, I guess we are nearby. He asked us to catch the man. Alas."

Li Qinglian suddenly laughed: "I can help you, but I can't take the blame?"

"Well, that's not the way to say it..."

"I'm not being sarcastic," Li Qinglian praised, "You know when to advance and when to retreat. This wisdom is truly admirable, so..."

Luo Yong asked in confusion: "Brother Li, so what?"

Li Qinglian said calmly: "So where is the person you arrested?"

Li Qinglian I%^&$#@*&^!@#%$^&&*%!

"Junior brother admits his mistake and will search carefully when he returns..."

“It’s not wrong.”

Ok?
So easy to talk to again?
Luo Yong was slightly startled, and seeing Li Qinglian's hesitation, he asked, "Brother Luo, what do you think Shen Qingyun meant by the pie in the sky?"

"An empty promise?" Luo Yong asked in confusion, "Didn't I suggest that?"

Li Qinglian said calmly: "He explained it."

"This..." Luo Yong thought for a moment and asked in confusion, "What does Senior Brother Li think he meant by this?"

Li Qinglian was silent: "Is he hinting that I didn't give him a cake?"

Oh, I see. Brother Li, you are just overthinking it.

Luo Yong touched his nose and laughed dryly: "Qingyun is smart, but his mind is not that deep." "That's why I am so deep-minded."

"Brother Li, I definitely don't mean that..."

"Come to think of it," Li Qinglian sighed, "You forced him to join the Immortal Sword Sect without making any promises or explaining the benefits... Well, you thought he knew all this, so you didn't tell him about the benefits of the Immortal Sword Sect?"

It’s a lot to say, but I guarantee that Senior Brother Li will be unhappy after hearing it, and then I will be unhappy too.

Luo Yong said seriously: "I'd like to let Senior Brother Li know that no words can describe my respect for the Immortal Sword Sect, so I can't open my mouth at all."

Li Qinglian nodded in agreement, and then said, "I'm afraid that's why he doesn't want to join the sect. See you next time, and I'll paint a big picture for him."

What else could Luo Yong say but give a thumbs up.

"Brother Li's move directly opened my brother's heart, for sure."

"That's easy to say," Li Qinglian glanced at Luo Yong, "You have a good relationship with him, so think about it and help me polish it."

Luo Yong responded with a smile, thinking of his brother's words.

"Just wait and see as I beat the shit out of him and feed it back in!"

When Shen Qingyun returned home, it was already late at night and the lights in the main hall were still on.

"It's strange..."

Shen Qingyun moved closer out of curiosity and heard Uncle Zhou describing a six-day trip to the world of immortal cultivation.

"Generally speaking, it's just so-so. In some places, it's not as good as our Qin Wu..."

"Uncle Zhou, didn't you make this trip in vain?"

"Not really. The scenery along the way is quite beautiful. This old servant has really grown up with vision."

"I finally understand what Lao Zhou meant. The world outside is good, but people are not."

"Yes, yes, ma'am, you summed it up just right."

"That's fine, wait until Qin Wu unifies all these places..."

Shen Qingyun was happy at first, but his expression changed when Yun Qianqian said this.

What kind of vicious words are these from my mother? ? ?
He quickly entered the main hall and interrupted the conversation, finally avoiding the shocking topic.

After persuading Zhou Bo to go to bed, Shen Qingyun helped his mother back to the dormitory.

"Mom, do you want to go out for a walk?"

The soft light of the oil lamp shone on Shen Qingyun's face and then into Yun Qianqian's eyes, all of which were filled with the deep love of children for their parents.

Yun Qianqian's eyes were slightly moist. She reached out to touch her son's face and said with a smile, "If my son wants me to go, I want to go too."

"Of course," Shen Qingyun said with bright eyes, "Don't believe everything Uncle Zhou says, mother. He has only been to a few places, not even to the market town. But my son has been there, mother, you can raise your expectations now..."

"Hahaha, great, great, mother is looking forward to it..."

After chatting for a while, Shen Qingyun left the dormitory, looked at the Ministry of War, his lips moving, and mumbling as he returned to the courtyard.

"Oh, even the little black chicken knows to sleep in the same nest with the little reed catkin. Really, really... humph!"

After watching the young master go into the house cursing, the three children looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Little black chicken, what did you do wrong again?"

"How can you be so obedient? The young master is referring to Sang... Ahem, using an object to describe a person!"

"Well, it's actually called killing a chicken for..."

Hu Niu looked at the dog leg who was about to kill the chicken, her tiger eyes dim: "Think it over first."

The dog leg remained calm and changed his words, saying righteously: "Show it to the dog!"

"Did you see it clearly?"

"To reply to the boss, see clearly!"

"Then write a review of the movie, no less than 80,000 words, and submit it before dawn."

The little black chicken was so happy that it wanted to crow, but when it looked at the little reed flowers next to it...

"Hey, after looking at it for a long time, it seems to be pleasing to the eye?"

Damn it, I, Dapeng Eagle, am completely ruined, ahhhh!

Hut.

Bed.

Feel at peace as at home.

Shen Qingyun's eyes were bright, and I don't know what he was thinking about.

After a while, he couldn't help but murmur softly.

"Am I thinking too much or too little..."

Sigh.

No matter how many there are, the Bodhi seeds are gone in the end.

"Fortunately, the result is neither good nor bad. Over at the Three Kingdoms, things are almost back on track. The official version of Journey to the West has been filmed and aired, and it's a complete success..."

After this, it was time for the most important matter, the Chu-Han War.

As he was thinking, he yawned three times in a row. His mouth grew bigger and smaller, and he fell asleep.

Yun Qianqian appears.

Just about to go over to see my son...

Shen Qingyun's upper body bounced up and he shouted with his eyes closed.

"Only a dozen taels of silver a month, why are you risking your life, Dad? Your wife is supporting you..."

Bang!
He fell down again, his mouth expanding and contracting.

Yun Qianqian wiped her tears and left again.

The next day.

Shen Qingyun got up early and went to the office to meet with his colleagues and watch the finished film of Journey to the West.

Before he finished reading, Liu Gaosheng asked impatiently, "Brother Shen, how is it?"

"Not bad, not bad. You really opened my eyes!" Shen Qingyun looked around at the dozen people in the public housing, all of whom were somewhat moved. "You have good personalities, speak well, and everyone has a skill. Coming to the Forbidden Martial Arts Division and getting to know you is the best choice in my life!"

Everyone was smiling, Shen Qingyun joined them in the fun, then he found Huo Xiu and ran away.

"Sir, why did Sun Wukong have another mistress?"

Huo Xiu rolled his eyes, then bowed towards the palace and said, "Your Majesty, this is a great gift. May I accept it?"

I've only heard of the harem interfering in politics, but I've never heard of the imperial power interfering in dramas!

"That's totally fine," Shen Qingyun said with a smile, "I can understand your majesty's thoughts. The master's wife must love her disciple more than the master...eh?"

"What are you talking about?"

"I thought of Chen Youliang..."

"Chen Youliang...hiss!" Huo Xiu could no longer hold back and advised, "He let you take advantage of him, but you beat him to death instead?"

Shen Qingyun said sternly, "Your Excellency is wrong. Ergou Mountain is full of bachelors. If the head of the family can get married first, the situation will be more stable."

Huo Xiu's expression was complicated.

"Isn't it just that I called you daddy? Why did you make such a big fuss about it..."

After thinking for a while, he asked, "What's Master Gaoshan's reaction?"

"I can only say that they are having a great time," Shen Qingyun said with a smile, "Gongshu Bushang likes Youliang very much and is quite hopeful that he will become a successful person. After all, he has a second-grade spiritual root."

"That's good," Huo Xiu pondered for a moment, "As for the Qiufeng Sect Master, you can go and say a few words to help him see which rules are more appropriate..."

"I obey my orders."

Enter the palace.

Discussion.

When Shen Qingyun walked out of the imperial study in a daze, he saw Nanny Lin waiting not far away.

Since making the request, Nanny Lin has met Shen Qingyun twice, but has not received a response. She has somewhat understood the situation in her heart, and although she is frustrated, she does not show it on her face.

"Your Majesty has been in a bad mood these days. Lord Shen, please help cheer her up..."

Shen Qingyun smiled and said, "It is what a minister should do. You are too polite, Madam. By the way, do you have any plans to practice the technique again?"

Nanny Lin was stunned at first, then surprised and then happy: "Master Shen, could it be..."

"I told my sister," Shen Qingyun said with a smile, "She is willing to help Madam change her cultivation method."

help me……

Nanny Lin finally understood what she heard. She smiled bitterly in her heart and bowed, saying, "Old woman...it doesn't matter whether I change it or not. In any case, Master Qiu is kind and I am grateful to him..."

It was really difficult for Shen Qingyun to interfere in the grievances between Qiu Bei and Yulin Sect, so he said this and entered Yixin Palace.

Wait till nightfall.

The personnel heading to Chu and Han have gathered and are preparing to go to Guixu Gate first and then to the Three Kingdoms.

"Tsk, there are two fifth-level physical cultivators and a group of fourth-level physical cultivators... huh?"

Is Senior Hong Xi here too?
Shen Qingyun was shocked and couldn't help but look at Huo Xiu.

Huo Xiu stroked his chin and murmured, "What did the old man say in that poem?"

Shen Qingyun asked tentatively: "When the golden wind and jade dew meet, it is better than countless things in the world?"

record!
Huo Xiu shook his head as he took notes.

"That is... May we live long and share the beauty of the moon even though we are thousands of miles apart?"

Remember and shake.

"Your Excellency has written too many poems, and I am really... Could it be that you are an old horse in the stable, but still have ambitions to run a thousand miles, or a martyr in his old age, but still have ambitions?"

Huo Xiu's eyes lit up and he nodded vigorously: "Yes, that's it!"

Shen Qingyun was dumbfounded.

"My Lord, what's going on?"

"A few days ago, San Xi San Ren expressed his feelings to Daoist Hong in front of the South City stage..."

hiss!
"This isn't ambition at all, it's clearly just... flirting!"

Shen Qingyun didn't dare to move his eyes anymore, and quickly boarded the spiritual boat, set off, and headed the boat alone...

As a result, the three washers and the red wedding girl arrived together.

"Hey, Mr. Shen is here to get some fresh air too, what a coincidence."

Shen Qingyun turned back stiffly, saluted stiffly, and smiled stiffly: "Ha, two seniors, it's a coincidence..."

But I'm not blowing the wind, I'm having a seizure! (End of this chapter)