My whole family cultivated immortality without telling me

The Ministry of War Yamen.

Public housing in the ministry.

The four of them took their seats.

After getting permission from Li Qinglian and Luo Yong, Shen Qingyun introduced the two to Qiu Huaizi and Qiu Butang.

As a third-rank official, his face instantly turned red.

This old-timer in the officialdom realized that this meeting would definitely shake up the entire Qinwu officialdom in the coming period of time!
Even though the two disciples from the upper sect came to pay their respects in the private capacity of Shen Qingyun's friends.

To be precise, it wasn't him that I met.

He's just a gatekeeper.

Seeing that Qiu Huaizi only stuttered a few words, he forced himself to calm down and handled the situation with ease. Shen Qingyun secretly praised him in his heart.

"Lord Qiu is highly valued by His Majesty. Not long ago, His Majesty gave him more responsibilities..." Shen Qingyun said a few words and then turned to the main topic, "My father, Shen Weilong, served under Lord Qiu."

This is asking me to praise his father.

Qiu Huaizi instantly understood Shen Qingyun's intention and immediately took over the topic.

"In fact, it is our common pursuit that brings us together," he said admiringly, "Speaking of Qingyun's father, I... I admire him from the bottom of my heart. He is proficient in mechanical armor and never pursues fame or wealth. Our Majesty personally promoted him, but he turned around and left? Your Excellency, tell me about this..."

Li Qinglian had no interest in Shen Weilong, so after hearing this, she could only marvel at his words.

Luo Yong said with a smile: "I know this. Uncle Shen...ke doesn't covet fame and fortune, and I admire him from the bottom of my heart."

"It's just human nature," Qiu Huaizi said with a smile, "It may sound a bit exaggerated, but Brother Shen's skills... Let's put it this way, the cultivators who came to the Ministry of War to serve at the top of the six ministries came just for Brother Shen's skills."

Li Qinglian was a little surprised: "Is Qingyun's father's weapon refining skills so amazing?"

Qiu Huaizi stood up immediately.

"Hearing is believing, seeing is believing. It is a rare opportunity for the two envoys to come here. If you can give me some advice, it will be a great honor for Qin Wu..."

For Shen Qingyun's sake, the two nodded slightly.

In a short while, the parade ground behind the Ministry of War was ready.

It is still the familiar method of destroying the immortals and slaying them.

After looking at these two powerful weapons and using his spiritual sense to examine them, Luo Yong said, "That's really thoughtful."

Li Qinglian glanced at Luo Yong: "Brother Luo also knows how to refine weapons?"

"Ahaha," Luo Yong cursed in his heart, but smiled and said, "In front of Senior Brother Li, I am just showing off my skills. Senior Brother Li, please give me some comments."

Li Qinglian said softly: "Let's not talk about the selection and smelting of materials. The most ingenious part is that it uses spirit stones as energy, but it stimulates the killing power of the body cultivators."

"Right, right, right," Qiu Huaizi said excitedly, "Before, we just thought it was a big deal, but now the Lord has spoken a word and awakened us from our dream."

Qiubudang has passed this time.

Shen Qingyun touched his nose, thought for a while, and took out the blue light Gatling gun.

"Hiss," Luo Yong waved his hands hurriedly, "Alright, Senior Brother Li has seen this thing before... Could it be that Uncle Shen... cough made it?"

Shen Qingyun smiled and nodded.

Li Qinglian's consciousness passed through, and with a strange look on his face, he asked, "What is the name of this weapon?"

Shen Qingyun's face turned bitter, and he shook his head and said, "Not yet..."

"Qingyun, you don't know this, do you?" Qiu Huaizi said with a smile, "His Majesty previously bestowed this killing weapon with a great name."

Shen Qingyun was stunned and asked, "Master Qiu, what is your name?"

Qiu Huaizi faced the palace, bowed his hands in admiration and said: "Your Majesty said that day that when facing this instrument, it doesn't matter what level of realm you are in, so he named it: Equality of All Beings."

The same way as my dad!

Shen Qingyun's face turned green.

Luo Yong just laughed out loud.

Instead, Li Qinglian thought: "If the materials and spiritual stones of this item can be improved, it will be worthy of this name."

Qiu Huaizi was excited again: "Your Excellency, is it really so?"

Li Qinglian just nodded in response, then looked at Shen Qingyun and sighed, "With the ability of a mortal, your father can be on par with the master. I really admire him. May I meet him?"

That’s what I’ve been waiting for!
Shen Qingyun remained calm, looked at Qiu Huaizi, and waited for the local boss to make a decision.

"Someone come here," Qiu Huaizi tried hard not to faint, turned around and ordered, "Go to the workshop quickly and ask Shen Weilong to come..."

"Hey, hey, hey," Luo Yong said hurriedly, "This is not good. Let's go over there and have a look at uncle's cooking skills."

"Haha," Qiu Huaizi laughed and tried to make up for Shen Weilong, "Brother Shen is getting better and better. He can even communicate with the envoys about skills. Please!"

Shen House.

When Yun Qianqian heard this, she laughed heartily.

Baiyi kept her mouth tightly shut, afraid of laughing.

But when I turned around, I saw Uncle Zhou tilting his head with a puzzled look on his face. I couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Zhou, what's wrong?"

"I always feel like something is wrong," Zhou Bo murmured, "Why are you taking them to see the master?"

Baiyi was startled, then looked inside the workshop.

Seeing that the master was in a good mood, he smiled and said, "The master seems to think it's nothing."

Maybe I'm overthinking it.

Zhou Bo touched his chin.

"Well, maybe the young master has no choice but to go to the Immortal Sword Sect, so let the two of them get to know the old master, so that they can take care of him when the young master is not at home..."

Oh, the young master’s filial piety moves heaven and earth!

Inside the workshop.

Facing Luo Yong and Li Qinglian, Shen Weilong continued to sit with his arms and legs crossed despite Qiu Huaizi's glances.

Luo Yong had this experience last time, so he immediately bowed and said, "Nephew greets... Uncle, it's been a while since we last met. You look even more elegant than before..."

Li Qinglian couldn't bow any further and just wanted to row past.

Unexpectedly, Shen Weilong nodded to Luo Yong and looked at him.

"Qingyun, this is..."

"Ah," Shen Qingyun said hurriedly, "Let me know that this Mr. Li Qinglian is called Brother Li by me."

Shen Weilong nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "It turns out to be Nephew Li Xian..."

Luo Yong immediately covered his mouth, but when he saw Li Qinglian looking at him, he immediately let go.

Li Qinglian sighed secretly.

After a few words of conversation, he found that Shen Qingyun was extremely filial.

"And this Shen Weilong treats all of Qingyun's friends as his juniors..."

Forget it, we monks are open-minded by nature, why should we care about this?
Looking at Shen Weilong, he was about to bow, but then he was stunned.

"Qingyun's father's face..."

Why does it feel so familiar?

After the worship, Li Qinglian was still immersed in thinking about Shen Weilong's face.

"Dad," Shen Qingyun said with a smile, "Brother Li and Brother Yong are quite interested in your weapon-making skills, especially Brother Li, whose weapon-making skills are considered the best among the younger generation..."

Shen Weilong waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "It's over."

When these two words came out, Qiu Huaizi almost fainted.

Shen Qingyun quickly turned around and gave Li Qinglian an apologetic look.

goo goo...

Everyone in the workshop looked at Fatty Luo again.

Fatty Luo slowly put away his smile.

In the process of convergence, he also assessed his own tolerance.

He found that he really couldn't bear it any longer, so he could only stand up and apologize: "Well, uncle, Qingyun is too kind, I know nothing about weapon refiners, you guys talk, you guys talk..."

"Oh, right, right," Qiu Huaizi also wanted to run away. "I don't know how to refine weapons, Master Shen, let's have a good chat. We must satisfy Mr. Li!"

After everyone left, Li Qinglian asked, "I wonder... what does uncle think of the word 'qi'?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Weilong nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "The word 'instrument' is too pretentious, we need to add the word 'object'."

"The utensils..." Li Qinglian savored them for a while, "The taste is indeed different."

"Let me ask you, what is an implement?"

Dad, someone is asking you!
Shen Qingyun's scalp tingled. Seeing that Li Qinglian didn't speak, he smiled and said, "Dad, I know this. It's something to use."

Shen Weilong didn't want to communicate with an outsider and continued to look at Li Qinglian.

"Brother Li," Shen Qingyun shrugged and complained, "My father is like this, you..."

"Uncle added the word 'wu' after 'qi'," Li Qinglian pondered, "Could it be that it means to make the best use of things?"

Shen Weilong's sword eyes flashed a hint of approval, and then asked: "How to make the best use of it?"

"This……"

"Who uses it?"

Li Qinglian was stunned: "Who, who uses... tools as supplements, and people as the foundation?"

"If people are fundamental, how can refining tools lead to enlightenment?"

"This……"

Shen Weilong said in a deep voice: "People-oriented, make the best use of things."

Li Qinglian froze.

After a long time, he woke up with a start, sweating all over. He seemed to have been enlightened, but his eyes were still in shock.

"People-oriented, making the best use of everything, that's it..."

"Those who refine weapons are often obsessed with creating better weapons, but they only pursue better materials and stronger inner qualities!"

"You don't realize that tools are made to be used by people!"

"The fundamental factor determining whether an object is good or bad is whether it is suitable for the person who uses it!"

……

Li Qinglian's insights were expressed sentence by sentence.

Even the layman Shen Qingyun nodded repeatedly after hearing this and praised: "Brother Li's insights are profound and easy to understand, which shows how profound his understanding of the art of refining is. I will definitely give him more guidance in the future..."

“Qingyun, you…” Li Qinglian was stunned. After a long while, he smiled bitterly and said, “All these insights of mine are due to my uncle.”

Shen Qingyun smiled and said, "That's normal. As the saying goes, a stone from another mountain can polish jade. In our jargon, it's like throwing a brick to attract jade."

Li Qinglian asked in confusion: "Your jargon?"

Official rhetoric!

Shen Qingyun touched his nose and said with a smile: "Brother Li, don't praise my father. My father is indeed powerful, but he can never compare to Brother Li..."

"You can't say that!"

"Qingyun, don't be so absolute."

Shen Qingyun looked at Li Qingyun and then at his father.

"Dad, Brother Li, you two...really get along well."

In the end, Shen Weilong, who could not be too absolute, spoke first.

“There are always people who are better than you, and there are always things better than you,” he said in a deep voice. “The road ahead is long. Only by being humble can we see our own flaws, see the beauty of others, learn from their strengths, and strive for perfection.”

Shen Qingyun was stunned.

"It sounds like my father is teaching the core disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect how to do things?"

Li Qinglian praised: "Uncle, what you said is very true. I am ashamed. I relied on my ability and looked down on others. Now I think about it, alas."

"Brother Li, you are too modest..."

"It is the greatest virtue to correct one's mistakes," Shen Weilong said solemnly, "No one is perfect. My son is very strong, but he lacks expertise. And no matter how unrivaled I am..."

"Hey, Daddy..." Shen Qingyun was sweating and quickly grabbed the thermos cup beside him and unscrewed it, "Have a drink first!"

While Shen Weilong was drinking tea, Shen Qingyun looked at Li Qinglian again and tried to make amends for his father.

"Brother Li, what my father meant was..."

Li Qinglian looked at Shen Weilong who was drinking tea, swallowed her saliva, and took off the thermos cup from her waist. Under Shen Qingyun's stunned gaze...

"Uncle, please allow me to offer you a toast to express my gratitude."

"Well," Shen Weilong nodded slightly, "No need for this. Teaching the younger generation is the right thing to do." Shen Qingyun looked at this and that...

"Okay, since you guys are so good at chatting..."

After the two of them finished drinking, he smiled and said, "Brother Li, don't think that I am being modest on behalf of my father. In fact, it is my father that I admire the most."

Li Qingyun agreed: "Uncle's philosophy is so high that even I have to admire it."

"It's more than just an idea," Shen Qingyun said happily, "Don't look at my father as a weak scholar. When he was young, he was also a swordsman who traveled the world with a sword."

"Oh?" Li Qingyun was a little surprised and looked at Shen Weilong, "Uncle... also knows swordsmanship?"

Shen Weilong glanced at Shen Qingyun and seemed to understand why his son came.

"I'm afraid they're bringing people here for a home visit."

Think about it too.

Whether it is Di Kutian or Dugu Xiaoyao, they are just an introduction.

If you really want to join the Xianjian Sect, rumors in the martial arts world don’t count.

"Not to mention the natural talent and understanding of swordsmanship, the foundation must be there..."

With this understanding, Shen Weilong nodded and said, "I dare not say I understand, but I know the basics."

Shen House.

No matter whether it was a pet or a human, they would stumble a little.

"Master knows a little bit..."

"Who else in the entire cultivation world knows the way of the sword?"

"I originally thought that the number one swordsman in the world of immortal cultivation was just saying that no one knows the most lethal power of swords better than me, but I didn't expect him to be even more modest!"

……

"So there is a family tradition of learning..."

Li Qinglian glanced at Shen Qingyun and seemed to understand the other party's intention of looking for his father.

"Well, the Qingyun sword art is not well known, but I can know its level by asking my uncle..."

Li Qinglian thought for a moment and asked, "Uncle, what is the way of the sword?"

On to the right track!
Shen Qingyun also looked at his father eagerly.

Shen Weilong said in a deep voice: "This is exactly what I want to ask, nephew, what is the way of the sword?"

hiss!
Shen Qingyun leaned back.

"Dad, I want you to make a big move, not a decisive move!"

Li Qinglian was also dazed by the question.

Combined with Shen Weilong's appearance...

"It feels like... not long after I joined the sect, I was questioned by the legendary swordsman?"

After a long silence, he subconsciously spoke and expressed his response at that time.

"My way."

"Why?"

Li Qinglian stared as if she had seen a ghost.

"Hey, dad," Shen Qingyun was about to cry, "Communicate, communicate, actually Brother Li..."

Shen Weilong said in a deep voice: "This view is too foolish, lacking extensive references, and is not acceptable."

Li Qinglian felt as if struck by lightning and couldn't help but recall the scene of that day.

"That day, when I spoke my mind, the response I got was just "why?" But now..."

At the moment, Uncle Shen’s explanation seems to make some sense?
Li Qinglian swallowed and looked at Shen Weilong again, her heart filled with turmoil.

"Can ordinary people have such insight?"

Although the legendary swordsman also has the surname Shen...

But the person in front of him is Shen Qingyun’s mortal father!
Seeing that everyone was silent, Shen Qingyun hurriedly said, "Brother Li, my father was just saying it casually, don't take it to heart. But to be honest, my father's opinion may be a little vague, but his skills are indeed not weak..."

"Well," Shen Weilong began to brag to the teacher who was visiting his home, "Qingyun is studious. Although he doesn't love it, he has a good understanding of kendo. Over the years..."

Shen Weilong paused, as if he was not used to the bragging mode, and kept reminding himself in his heart.

Shen Weilong, why shouldn't you be embarrassed about bragging to your son?

"Everything for Qingyun!"

After adjusting his mindset, he continued, "With my guidance, you should understand a little bit... I guess."

A group of bigwigs in the Shen Mansion all tightened their lips, but in their hearts they were shouting: "The master didn't even have the nerve to say the truth!"

"Dad, you are too kind," Shen Qingyun said embarrassedly, "I was practicing swordsmanship a few days ago and injured my wrist. Compared to you, Dad, I am nothing."

You really don’t understand anything!

Shen Weilong glared at his son who exposed his shortcomings, then thought about it and started bragging about other aspects.

"It's mainly about understanding. Qingyun's understanding is really good..."

"Dad, compared to you, it's like the Great Master meeting Mrs. Bear. You are so stupid!"

"Qingyun is mainly young..."

"Dad, as the saying goes, an old horse in the stable still has ambitions to run a thousand miles. I am lazy by nature, but you, your father, worked tirelessly for a month to make a set of armor. It's amazing!"

"My son's most notable quality is his humility... and the way of humility is the way of the sword..."

……

After bragging seven times, Shen Weilong, who was new to bragging, couldn't brag anymore and could only remain silent.

Li Qinglian was also a little confused.

"I can understand that my uncle praises Qingyun, but does Qingyun praise my uncle?"

He was just wondering when Shen Qingyun, who had just finished warming up, stood up and said with a smile, "Dad, you take a rest first, we'll go first."

"Well," Shen Weilong said in a deep voice, "Treat nephew Li well."

Li Qinglian stood up and bowed: "Thank you for your guidance, uncle. I have benefited a lot from it. This is..."

"Brother Li, you're welcome. My father is not interested in material possessions... Dad, let's go. Brother Li, hurry up!"

……

Watching his son leave, Shen Weilong shook his head.

"My son is just too honest. He can't stand others praising him, but that's okay..."

If we go to the Xianjian Sect, the worst that can happen is that we can ask Donghuang to step in.

"Senior Donghuang, you should give me this little bit of face, right?"

As for Li Qinglian who accomplished this...

"Although there have been some setbacks, it has been a success. I will perfect the Green Lotus Sword Song and lay the foundation for his swordsmanship..."

After pondering for a while and finding that there was no big problem, Shen Weilong closed his eyes and rested.

Shen House.

Seeing the show coming to an end, Yun Qianqian cried out in the main hall, and it sounded like her stomach hurt from laughing.

Zhou Bo was laughing before, but now he realized something was wrong.

"Master, what are you doing... Eh? Why are you running home?"

On the road from the Ministry of War to Buji Lane.

Shen Qingyun and his two good brothers jogged all the way.

Luo Yong asked curiously: "Qingyun, is there any explanation for this?"

"Brother Yong, wait a moment," Shen Qingyun looked at Li Qingyun beside him, "Brother Li, how is my father?"

Li Qinglian admired and said: "Uncle's knowledge is so profound that it is unimaginable."

"What about the sword?"

"Uh..." Li Qinglian hesitated for a moment, "Unfathomable."

Luo Yong exclaimed: "Brother Li, please think about your identity before you speak, right?"

"I never lie," Li Qinglian said seriously, "Although it was just a few words, my uncle's understanding of the way of the sword is even far beyond mine..."

Luo Yong was stunned and looked at Shen Qingyun: "Brother, is your father so awesome?"

"Brother Yong, I just keep a low profile on weekdays," Shen Qingyun paused and whispered, "Brother Li, do you still remember the Green Lotus Sword Song?"

Li Qinglian nodded in confusion.

“I didn’t write that.”

"I know."

"But my father taught me step by step."

Luo Yong was confused: "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is," Shen Qingyun said solemnly, "I made up a poem on the spot, but my father turned it into a sword technique!"

When Shen Qingyun said this, their faces changed.

"Look, you can make up a move just by looking at one sentence?"

"Brother Li, it only takes a blink of an eye!"

"And then you go and teach Dugu Xiaoyao?"

"I can't even learn it. I just recited my father's words... and people learned it. Can you bear it?"

"Brother, think twice before you speak..."

"Brother Yong, I guarantee with my head that everything I said is true!"

Li Qinglian stopped running and stared at Shen Qingyun: "Qingyun, what do you mean?"

Shen Qingyun pulled Li Qinglian and continued running, saying as he ran: "Since Brother Li has guessed it, why are you asking me?"

"No, I mean..."

"Just talk about your natural talent and your determination to achieve your goal, okay?"

"Okay, but... why are you running home?"

"Look for the parents!"

Shen House.

Zhou Bo, who reacted the fastest, had a changed expression.

"It's over, it's over, Master!"

But because he was too frightened, he reacted a beat too late.

When he rushed to the main hall, Shen Qingyun also rushed through the gate and killed him directly.

"Uncle Zhou, kill chickens and cattle for fun. The Shen family is very happy today, so please make arrangements for... Mother!"

Yun Qianqian finally picked up the dignified and virtuous, gentle and kind, and asked in a daze: "Qingyun, what are you doing..."

Shen Qingyun said happily: "My father has been noticed by the Immortal Sword Sect, and they want to accept him as a disciple!"

Yun Qianqian's eyes widened and her cherry red lips gradually grew bigger.

"Mom, do you agree?"

"what……"

Yun Qianqian uttered an "ah", not realizing the seriousness of the situation, but...

"The people of the Immortal Sword Sect want to recruit the Immortal Sword Sect's elders to be their disciples?"

No, no!

"It was obviously my husband who wanted the Immortal Sword Sect's people to take Qingyun in, but in the end..."

Yun Qianqian finally realized how far this matter was from the original source, so far that...

"Mom, do you agree?"

“Ah…ha, haha, hahaha…”

Shen Qingyun turned around and left, shouting, "My mother is laughing so happily, Brother Li, Brother Yong, it's done, let's go!"

“Qingyun, you…hahahaha, oh my, you, you hurry back…I can’t take it anymore, it’s not going to work, your father…is committing a sin, hahahaha…” (End of this chapter)