I Have A Cultivation World

Chen Mobai looked around and knew the reason.

I saw a lot of young men and women cultivators holding support cards of different styles with different names, but Chen Mobai saw two names he knew: Meng Huanger and Jiang Yuyuan.

"It's actually the Yuhuang Opera Troupe who came here. This is the No. 1 Opera Troupe in Xianmen."

Xianmen inherits from the last civilization, and naturally there are many entertainment activities. Coupled with the blessing of cultivating immortals, there are countless handsome men and beautiful women. Those who have transformed into stars in this civilization are those opera masters.

Among them, the Yuhuang Opera Troupe is the most outstanding opera troupe in Xianmen in the past ten years.

Meng Huanger, who sang Tsingyi, and Jiang Yuyuan, who sang Xiaosheng, the opera "Treading the Moon" performed by the two was broadcast on last year's Spring Festival Gala, and it instantly swept the entire fairy door. The Yuhuang Opera Troupe, centered on the two, has sung all over the country in recent years, harvesting waves of beliefs.

"Eldest nephew, wait a long time."

Just when Chen Mobai was thinking about whether to join the star chasing team and join in the fun, a gentle and familiar voice rang in his ears.

Turning to look, a middle-aged man in a gray suit with slightly white temples came from not far away with two suitcases.

It was his uncle, Chen Baolan.

"Second uncle, we haven't seen each other for two or three years."

Chen Mobai trotted over immediately and helped with the luggage.

"Two years, three months, and eighteen days, my eldest brother has finally practiced the ninth level of Qi, and we have reached this stage."

Chen Baolan only asked Chen Mobai to carry one piece of luggage. The uncle and nephew had a very good relationship, chatting and laughing as they walked outside the airport.

"Their flight has arrived."

"Quick, quick, at Terminal 2!"

"I can finally meet the real male god."

"Meng Huanger's eternal fairy of Taiyin."

…

At this moment, the young men and women waiting for the Yuhuang Opera in the airport suddenly became active and ran towards another terminal building. If it weren't for the use of spells in the airport, I am afraid that many monks would have to rise up.

"What, do you want to meet too?"

Seeing Chen Mobai's footsteps stop for a while, Chen Baolan couldn't help but ask with a smile.

"Who do not want to meet the gods and goddesses of the whole immortal sect."

In the face of his relatives, Chen Mobai naturally would not be awkward and admit it generously.

"Take a look, what is this?"

Chen Baolan took out a stack of things from her suit pocket and handed it to Chen Mobai. The latter took a look and couldn't help but widen her eyes.

"It's a theater ticket for the Yuhuang Opera Troupe. It's even harder to grab than the Three Treasures of Building Foundation. Where did you get it?"

"Boss Bian happened to be on the same flight as me. We were seated together and had a good chat. He gave me these tickets."

"Who is the boss?"

"Bian Yiqing, the head of the Jade Phoenix Opera Troupe, the No. 1 performer in Xianmen thirty years ago, and the master of Meng Huanger and Jiang Yuyuan."

After Chen Baolan finished speaking, Chen Mobai remembered. Isn't Bian Yiqing the childhood goddess of his parents' generation? One of his songs, You Long Jing Meng, was even invited to sing at the Xianqing Grand Ceremony. Now the video is still the top three on the Internet.

"Uncle, you are lucky too."

Chen Mobai couldn't help but sigh, Bian Yiqing is a peerless national scholar, a drama master who was selected for the national team, and he is also a teacher of the Dance Academy.

"It's not really luck. In the ancient ruins that our school excavated a few days ago, there are some things that need to be identified by an expert from the Dance Instrument Taoist Academy. It happened that the boss's Jade Phoenix Opera Troupe was singing in the nearby Taibai City. He just came over, and it's considered an acquaintance."

"Then we met again on the plane today. The two of us chatted for a while, and we had a good time. He gave me ten tickets."

Chen Mobai immediately checked on the ticketing platform and found that Yuhuang Opera was going to hold 20 consecutive shows in Danxia City. The tickets in his hand could be written off at any time, as long as you wanted to watch it, you should register your seat online before watching it. Just do it.

"There are three in our family, three in my aunt's family, and one in your uncle. That's seven tickets. Can I resell the other three?"

Chen Mobai immediately booked tonight's game. It happened that they were all together, but there were still more than ten tickets. As soon as he thought about it, he wanted to sell it in his personal shop.

"It's up to you, I've already given you all ten tickets anyway."

Chen Baolan laughed and walked out of the airport first.

evening.

At the dinner table, the brothers Chen Xinglan and Chen Baolan had already started drinking. Tang Pancui was still cooking. When Chen Mobai heard the door bell, he knew that it was his little aunt's house.

"Brother, I have practiced the fourth level of Qi."

At the door, a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old saw Chen Mobai, her eyes lit up, her face was pretty, her skin was white and tender, her black hair was combed on top of her head and swayed in the air, with a pearl purple hairpin, she was the nearest fairy. The most popular spirit snake bun looks very lively and agile.

She is Chen Mobai's cousin, Wang Xinying.

"Oh, so powerful? It seems that it won't be long before you surpass my brother?"

Chen Mobai saw her proud sister standing in front of him with her hips on her hips.

"It looks good, my mother helped me comb it."

Wang Xinying was complimented by her brother and looked happy.

"Uncle, auntie, come in too quickly."

There were two other people at the door. They were Wang Xinying's parents. The man had a slender face and a sturdy figure, and the woman was wearing a long purple-red skirt with a pair of fronts. With a specially combed high bun, the pearls were round and jade-like, and they looked rich.

When they saw Chen Mobai, they all smiled.

"Xiao Bai is polite, completely different from your father."

When Uncle Wang Jianyuan was chasing Chen Yulan, because of his fierce face, Chen Xinglan mistakenly thought it was a gangster on the street harassing his sister. After school, he took a broom and blocked him in the alley, which was a severe beating.

Given Wang Jianyuan's character, he would definitely fight back. Only after the two of them were beaten until their noses were bruised and bruised, did they begin to verbally abuse them.

By scolding and scolding Chen Xinglan, he knew that he had hit the wrong person, but after all the hits, Wang Jianyuan also knew that this person was his eldest brother, so he could only admit that he was unlucky.

Even after Chen Yulan got married, the two still didn't deal with each other a bit, and they had to quarrel every time they met.

"Okay, today is a good thing for my eldest brother, you go in and say a few words."

Chen Yulan complained when she heard her husband's words.

Wang Jianyuan is good at everything, but his mind is too small. He remembers that Chen Xinglan beat him up every day, and he will not forget it until the day he dies.

"Hmph, isn't it bad to be a qi cultivator honestly? If you have to build a foundation, some people just can't recognize their position."

But Wang Jianbai completely ignored him, and taunted directly after entering the door.