I have a world of cultivating immortals

Chen Xinglan and Wang Jianyuan quarreled again, but under the comfort of Chen Baolan and Chen Yulan, they started to drink together.

At the dinner table, the adults were in one circle, and Chen Mobai and his younger sister Wang Xinying were in another circle.

"Take a look, what is this?"

Chen Mobai borrowed flowers to present the Buddha, and took out the tickets for the Yuhuang Opera Troupe. Wang Xinying was at the age of chasing stars, so it goes without saying that she was obsessed with Jiang Yuyuan, and she screamed on the spot.

"Brother, you are so kind, my dad can't even get this ticket, Lili is still showing off to me that she has a ticket today..."

Wang Xinying jumped up from the stool and snatched the ticket from Chen Mobai.

"Second Uncle gave it to you. If you want to thank him, thank him. I've already made a reservation for tonight's show. Dad, Uncle, please drink less."

Chen Mobai knew that once Chen Xinglan and Wang Jianyuan met, they would definitely have to drink a lot, so they immediately booked the Yuhuang Opera Troupe's play.

"You two youngsters, go, those of us who are older, have long passed the time for star chasing."

Wang Jianyuan directly picked up the wine bottle and filled Chen Xinglan's empty glass. Tang Pancui and Chen Yulan chatted on the side, and didn't bother to care about it and let them go.

"This Yuhuang Opera Troupe is owned by Boss Bian, and tonight is the first show. Maybe he will make a start with his voice."

But Chen Baolan understood what Chen Mobai was thinking, and smiled.

"Boss side? Which boss?"

"Who else could it be? You Long Jing Meng Bian Yiqing, everyone!"

"What!"

Before Chen Xinglan and Wang Jianyuan could react, Tang Pancui and Chen Yulan, who were eating melon seeds, couldn't sit still.

"What time does it start, eat fast, if you miss the opera by everyone around you, come back and see how I deal with you."

Tang Pancui said this to Chen Xinglan. Although Chen Yulan didn't say anything, she narrowed her eyes and looked at Wang Jianyuan with that meaning.

In less than half an hour, the whole family was urged to go out by the three women.

At the gate of Danxia Theater, there is already a lot of traffic.

A group of seven of them lined up for more than ten minutes, and finally they could enter the arena.

"It turned out to be in the front row, thank you Second Uncle."

Holding hands by Chen Mobai, Wang Xinying was the first to find a seat, and directly pulled her brother to sit in the middle.

"The tickets given by everyone, except for the boxes above, should have the best view."

Chen Mobai looked up and looked around, and as expected, he saw a circle of private rooms on the second floor, but only two were lit, and one of the curtains was open, and two figures could be vaguely seen.

"Hey, isn't that everyone around?"

Chen Baolan recognized the inside of the private room, and one of them was Bian Yiqing.

"I don't know if it's the real person in the red robe or the real person in Shiqing that everyone can visit in person?"

The entire Danxia City, and only these two Jindan real people, can let Bian Yiqing, a great opera master, come to the door in person.

"It's a man, it should be a real man in a red robe."

Just as they were guessing, the theater suddenly went dark.

Then a young student came on stage and made an opening remark.

Chen Mobai listened for a while, and sure enough, her skills were extraordinary, her voice was crisp and clear, and she seemed to be a young girl, so she apologized first.

"Tonight, Mr. Meng and Mr. Jiang have a problem with their voices due to the exhaustion of the boat, so they are really unable to appear on stage."

"What!"

As soon as the voice fell, theaters and other people who worked hard to line up to come in could not sit still immediately after hearing this, and stood up to make a noise.

"Then what are we going to see!"

"***, refund the ticket!"

Amidst all the curses, a young man with a face like a crown of jade descended from the sky, as if swimming a dragon through the sky, it was amazing.

"I'm really sorry this happened."

"In order not to disappoint the audience, let Bian perform this performance today."

"If you insist on listening to 'Treading the Moon' by a certain two young disciples, then the tickets for this game can also be postponed to the twenty-first day."

As soon as Bian Qing appeared on the stage, he immediately calmed down the audience.

Except for a few young people who were too young and insisted on seeing Jiang Yuyuan and Meng Huang'er, most of the older ones were excited.

"It turned out to be everyone!"

"It's a big profit, Boss Bian hasn't appeared on stage for 20 years!"

"Where is it? Every year at the school celebration of the Dance Academy, they will appear and sing a few lines, and the video can be found on the Internet."

"It's a worthwhile trip!"

In the theater, there were only a dozen or so young people who did not understand their parents' fanaticism, and insisted on refunding their tickets and exchanging them for later performances.

"I want to see brother Jiang Yuyuan's..."

The same is true for Wang Xinying, with a small mouth. Although Bian Yiqing is also Fengshen and handsome, but her heart has long belonged to her brother.

"Don't worry, I still have tickets here."

Chen Mobai immediately comforted her, and as Bian Yiqing opened his voice, the song "Spring Banquet" was as clear and lively as gurgling water, tactful, melodious, and unique; sometimes poignant, sometimes thick, as if after the cold winter, The first ray of sunshine in early spring shines through the bottom of my heart, making Wang Xinying, who was already a little restless, instantly addicted.

"This is……"

Chen Mobai, who was still careless at first, felt the spiritual power and aura in his body start to flow and tremble along with the song "Spring Banquet", as if lying on a massage chair, his whole body was caressed by the music, numb Pleasure, can't help being intoxicated.

He felt as if his soul had come out of his body, as if it had turned into a feather, blowing lightly in the wind.

It's like a dream, but with a clear self-awareness.

He seems to have touched a different realm under the traction of opera.

In this state, all the contents of the Five Elements Exercises and Qi Training chapter taught by Master Qingping are integrated in his mind.

The spiritual power in his body rises with the opera, but it is firmly controlled by him, following the route of the Five Elements Kung Fu, whether it is fast or slow, it is up to his heart.

After one song, another one, after a full twelve songs, Bian Yiqing had already left the stage, and the people in the theater still hadn't recovered.

When Chen Mobai woke up, his parents were already waiting for him.

Wang Xinying fell asleep immediately, being carried by Wang Jianyuan.

"How do you feel? Everyone's dream song, ordinary people don't have this kind of opportunity."

Chen Baolan asked, and Chen Mobai felt that his spiritual power hadn't grown much, and he had just broken through to the sixth level of Qi training.

However, something is different.

"Close your eyes and try to see yourself!"

Chen Xinglan opened his mouth to remind.

Chen Mobai had a guess in his heart, and immediately closed his eyes, and then in a burst of darkness, he saw colorful lights.

This is the spiritual power of the Five Elements Kungfu in his dantian Qihai.

"How is it possible, this is the 'spiritual consciousness' that can only be found in the late stage of Qi training!"

Chen Mobai opened his eyes with a look of disbelief.

The bottleneck of the seventh level of Qi training is the most trapped monks in this realm, and Tang Pancui has been at this level for thirty years without making any progress.

The reason is that if you want to break through the late stage of Qi training, you need to grasp your own 'spiritual consciousness'.

Did he grasp the kung fu of listening to a song?