I have a world of cultivating immortals

Chen Mobai looked around and knew the reason.

I saw many young male and female monks holding different styles of support cards with different names on them, but Chen Mobai saw two names he knew: Meng Huang'er and Jiang Yuyuan.

"It's actually the Yuhuang Opera Troupe, which is the number one troupe in Xianmen."

Xianmen inherited the continuation of the previous 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 transformed into stars in this kind of 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 Huang'er, who sang Tsing Yi, and Jiang Yuyuan, who sang Xiaosheng. The opera "Treading the Moon" performed by the two of them became popular in the whole fairy sect as soon as it was broadcast in last year's Spring Festival Gala. The Yuhuang Opera Troupe centered on the two has sung all over the country in recent years, harvesting wave after wave of faith.

"Nephew, wait a long time."

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

Turning his head, he saw a middle-aged man in a gray suit with gray hair coming from not far away carrying two suitcases.

It was his uncle, Chen Baolan.

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

Chen Mobai immediately ran over to help carry the luggage.

"Two years, three months and eighteen days, the eldest brother has finally practiced the ninth level of qi, and has reached this step."

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

"Their flight has arrived."

"Quick, quick, in Terminal 2!"

"Finally, I can meet the male god in reality."

"Meng Huang'er is forever the Taiyin Fairy."

...

At this moment, the young men and women who were waiting for the Jade Phoenix Opera Troupe in the airport suddenly became active and rushed towards another terminal building. If it weren't for the prohibition of using spells in the airport, many monks would have risen from the ground.

"Why, do you want to see me too?"

Seeing Chen Mobai's footsteps stop, Chen Baolan couldn't help asking with a smile.

"Who doesn't want to meet all the gods and goddesses of the Immortal Sect."

Facing his relatives, Chen Mobai naturally wouldn't twitch and admit it generously.

"Take a look, what is this?"

Chen Baolan took out a stack of things from his suit pocket, and handed it to Chen Mobai, who took it and looked at it, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"It's a theater ticket from the Jade Phoenix Troupe. This thing is harder to grab than the Three Foundation Establishment Treasures. Where did you get it?"

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

"Who is the boss?"

"Bian Yiqing, the head of the Yuhuang Opera Troupe, the number one actress in Xianmen thirty years ago, and the master of Meng Huang'er and Jiang Yuyuan."

After Chen Baolan finished speaking, Chen Mobai remembered, isn't Bian Yiqing the childhood god of his parents' generation. His song Youlong Jingmeng was even invited to sing at the Xianqing Ceremony, and now the number of views of that video is still in the top three on the entire network.

"Uncle, your luck is too good."

Chen Mobai couldn't help but feel that Bian Yiqing is a unparalleled national scholar, a master of Chinese opera who was selected for the national team, and he is also a teacher of the Dance Academy, and he is recognized as a great master among the immortal sects.

"It's not luck. In the ancient ruins excavated by our school a few days ago, there are some things that need to be identified by an expert from the Dance Academy. It just so happens that the Yuhuang Troupe of the boss is performing in the nearby Taibai City. He just came over once, and he was acquainted."

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

Chen Mobai immediately checked on the ticketing platform, and found that the Jade Phoenix Troupe will hold 20 performances in Danxia City. The tickets in his hand can be canceled at any time, as long as you register your seat online before you want to watch That's fine.

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

Chen Mobai immediately made a reservation for tonight's show, and it happened that they were a big family, but ten tickets were still too much, and he wanted to sell them in his personal shop as soon as he thought about it.

"It's up to you, anyway, I have already given you these ten tickets."

Chen Baolan laughed, and walked out of the airport first.

evening.

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

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

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

She is Chen Mobai's cousin, Wang Xinying.

"Oh, are you so powerful? It seems that you will surpass my elder brother in a short time?"

Chen Mobai saw his younger sister standing in front of her with her hips akimbo, complacent, and couldn't help stretching out her hand to touch the spirit snake bun she had combed up.

"It looks good, my mother combed it for me."

Wang Xinying was praised by her brother, and she looked happy.

"Uncle, aunt, come in quickly, too."

There were two other people at the door, they were Wang Xinying's parents. The man had a fleshy face and a strong figure, and the woman was wearing a purple red double-breasted long skirt with a specially combed high bun. She looked rich and round.

When they saw Chen Mobai, they all smiled.

"Xiaobai is polite, completely different from your father."

When my uncle Wang Jianyuan was chasing Chen Yulan, because of his fierce face, Chen Xinglan mistook him for a gangster on the street harassing his sister, and blocked him in an alley with a broom after school, and beat him severely.

With Wang Jianyuan's personality, he must have fought back. The two of them started verbally abusing after their noses were bruised and their faces swollen.

After cursing and cursing Chen Xinglan, he knew he had hit the wrong person, but after he had beaten him, Wang Jianyuan also knew that this person was his uncle, so he could only admit that he was unlucky.

Even though Chen Yulan was married, the two of them were still a bit at odds, and they would quarrel every time they met.

"Okay, today is a great event for my elder brother, so you go in and don't say a few words."

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

Wang Jianyuan is good at everything, but he is too narrow-minded. Chen Xinglan beat him up. He still remembers mentioning it every day. He probably won't forget it until the day he dies.

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

But Wang Jianyuan ignored it completely, and taunted him first after entering the door.