my relatives are a bit much

Chapter 394 Bet, Stewed Rhubarb
Afraid of being beaten, dare not flirt.

A very cowardly and honest thought.

Lu Xueqi is Pan Zhenzhen's niece, if she wants to chase Lu Xueqi, she must get Pan Zhenren first.

But in the face of a Tianjiao of the Yinmen in their 30s and less than 40 years old, and the 19th generation disciples of the Qingyunmen, there are really few who can handle it, and many of them are older than Pan Zhenren.

For example, Song Daren from Big Bamboo Peak, Wen Min from Small Bamboo Peak, Qi Hao from Longshou Peak, and others, all participated in the Qimai Martial Arts Competition twice.

Qimai Huiwu Yijiazi is held once, and the second participation means that the youngest one is also more than 80.

It has to be said that the immortal cultivators in the world of Jade Immortals are very happy. They can live for hundreds of years on the fourth or fifth floor of Yuqing Realm, and they will not look old, and live to death with a young appearance.

Both Suru and Master Shuiyue are women in their 300s, but they look only in their thirties, and they are all as beautiful as flowers.

They can also be said to be profound in Taoism, and Song Daren, Qi Hao, Wen Min and others are comparable in strength to Ling Lingqi, and these people can also retain their youth. It can be seen that the Taoism in the world of Jade Immortals also has many merits .

Master Daoxuan explained the rules of the competition, and the lottery began.

Since there are only eight disciples in Dazhufeng, there are only 63 bamboo sticks. There will be one lucky person who wins the first round without a fight and will automatically advance to the next round...

"Pan Zhenzhen, do you think Xueqi can win the top spot?"

Taking advantage of the gap between the disciples drawing lots and competing, Master Shuiyue came to Pan Haodong and asked with great interest.

The proudest thing in her life was to bring back Lu Xueqi and train her to become a talented person.

With Lu Xueqi's cultivation level of the ninth level of Yuqing, winning the championship is as easy as flipping the palm of the hand.

"My niece is so good, the champion must be his."

Pan Haodong took it for granted.

Lu Xueqi's talent was already extremely high. After recognizing herself as an uncle, she was able to drink water from the spiritual spring every day. This year, her cultivation has gradually increased, and she is not far from a breakthrough.

Seeing that Pan Haodong attributed his disciple's excellence to talent, Master Shuiyue emphasized with some dissatisfaction: "Xueqi is certainly excellent, but without my careful teaching, she would not be where she is today..."

Pan Haodong smiled and said: "Master, you have indeed contributed a lot. How can I thank you?"

"Marry me!"

Master Shuiyue wanted to say these two words subconsciously, but he swallowed the words abruptly. She is not an old girl that no one wants, but a high-sighted immortal cultivator who is pursued by others.

Hurrying to get married is too cheap.

Even if she had the idea of ​​marrying, someone had to speak up.

"Xueqi is my apprentice, and she has been taught to be just and right. Do you want you to thank me?"

Master Shuiyue's words are true, the purpose of accepting apprentices to teach the Dharma is for the inheritance of the sect, it is a matter of nature and righteousness, and it is not a lonesome cultivator who accepts apprentices and asks for rewards. Everything he does is self-interested.

Pan Haodong smiled, but did not reply.

Soon, the draw is over.

The lucky person who was automatically promoted was Zhang Xiaofan. Tian Buyi, Suru and his wife were all happy about this. They were originally invited to make up the numbers, but they didn't expect to be so lucky that they advanced to the second round.

Xiaofan really got shit luck.

In the first round, there was actually nothing to see. People with outstanding talents such as Lu Xueqi, Qi Hao, Tian Linger, Lin Jingyu, etc. could basically win with three moves. The only thing worth appreciating might be their cool spells.

Witnessing the martial arts competition between disciples of cultivators was much more enjoyable than watching special effects in a movie theater. Pan Haodong subconsciously took out a bucket of popcorn and admired it happily.

Master Shuiyue on the side saw him eating non-stop, so he couldn't help but taste it, and then he couldn't stop.

Pan Haodong's strange-flavored popcorn uses a special secret sauce, selects the best high-quality rice, and cooks the popcorn with Huoyun Palm. The taste is dozens of times stronger than the popcorn in modern movie theaters.

"Adong, what are you eating? It smells so good, I can smell it from afar."

Suru, who was very close to her younger brother, smelled the smell of popcorn with a strange smell, and walked over involuntarily.

"Popcorn."

Pan Haodong took out a bucket of popcorn out of thin air and handed it to his delicate and beautiful god-sister.

Suru was not polite at all, hugged the strange flavored popcorn, grabbed a handful like someone else, stuffed it into the small cherry mouth, and her cheeks bulged when she ate it.

Master Shuiyue is very reserved, one at a time, a handful can last for a long time.

"Adong, the popcorn is delicious."

While eating, Suru said, "Is there any more? I want to take some back for the disciples to taste."

"Give."

Pan Haodong took out a large bucket of popcorn out of thin air. This thing is very simple to make. After the preparatory work is over, Fire Cloud Palm can pop a large box at a time.

Suru held a bucket of popcorn in one hand, and invited with a smile on her face: "Ah Dong, Xue Qi has finished the competition, do you want to watch Linger's competition with me?"

"I'm leaving, and your senior sister won't be accompanied." Pan Haodong shook his head.

Master Shuiyue glared at him: "Who wants you to accompany me?"

"Let's go then!"

Stuffing the popcorn in his arms to Master Shuiyue, Pan Haodong took out a bucket out of thin air, and left side by side with Suru.

Seeing the back of the two leaving, Master Shuiyue's teeth itch with hatred, there are so many buckets of uneaten popcorn, but he is almost finished eating it for himself.

That's abominable!

Click!
Master Shuiyue grabbed a handful and took a bite.

Really fragrant!

"Ling'er, come on!"

On stage three, Pan Haodong stood in the audience, shouting at Tian Linger, who was dressed in red and innocent.

Tian Ling'er, who was encouraged, smelled the aroma of popcorn, and immediately lifted her spirits. She made amber and scarlet dance like a tiger, and within a moment, forced her opponent off the ring.

Like a swallow, Tian Linger jumped off the ring lightly, landed in front of Pan Haodong, and said triumphantly: "Uncle, I won!"

"awesome."

Pan Haodong patted Tian Linger's head, casually stuffed the popcorn into her, and said with a smile, "Linger, this is a reward that uncle prepared for you."

"..."

Looking at the half-eaten popcorn, Tian Linger's face was blackened, and she said aggrievedly: "Thank you uncle."

At this time, Suru walked up to her daughter, reached out and grabbed a handful of popcorn from her bucket, and chewed it all up in two bites: "Linger, the popcorn made by your uncle is very delicious, if you don't hurry to eat it, be careful." It was snatched away by your senior brothers."

"Mom, you eat so fast, I'm afraid you'll eat it all before my senior brother comes over."

Tian Linger held the popcorn in her arms, staring at her mother vigilantly.

Seeing this scene, Suru was a little embarrassed and said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to finish it!"

Tian Linger rolled her eyes and said speechlessly: "No matter how much uncle makes, I can finish it."

Suru had an idea, quickly found an excuse, and stretched out his magic hand again: "Ling'er, popcorn is very dry. If you eat too much popcorn, you will get thirsty and affect your performance. You can't eat too much."

"Mother, you...wow..."

Looking at the half of the popcorn bucket, Linger burst into tears.

Pan Haodong came to his brother-in-law Tian Buyi and said, "Brother-in-law, are you interested in making a bet with me?"

"What are you gambling?"

"Bet on whether Xiaofan can enter the top four."

"How to bet?"

"I bet Xiaofan can enter. If you win, you will let me kill the rhubarb. We will eat stewed dog meat tomorrow night. If you can't enter, I will go to Dazhufeng to cook for you for a month."

"..."

(End of this chapter)