I really don't understand cultivation

Chapter 60 If the Monster Race Also Plays Mahjong~ (Please ask for tickets~)

an hour later
Xu Fan and the six of them were lying in Ge You's lying posture without any image, ah no, sitting on a chair, hiccupping.

Ordinary ingredients are eaten as long as they are eaten. It is probably not a big problem, but Xu Fan's ingredients are not only a great supplement, but also make them feel panicked.

Why six people, because Ximen Feixue's strength is very high, and it's not easy for him to digest these ingredients.

"Okay, according to what Xu Xiaozi said, red envelopes will be given in the New Year. This year you guys are all here, and you all have red envelopes." Ximen Feixue said, took out six red brocade bags, and gave them to Xu. There are six people.

"Thank you, Dean." Everyone stood up respectfully and bowed to Ximen Feixue to express their gratitude.

"Dean, do you have space attribute equipment?" Xu Fan's brain circuit is always different from most people's, and his problem is also so strange.

He could see clearly that when Ximen Feixue took the six red envelopes, he took them out of his sleeves. He didn't believe that Ximen Feixue could hold so many red envelopes in his sleeves.

"Well, yes, what's the matter?" Ximen Feixue couldn't figure out what Xu Fan was thinking, and suddenly asked why.

"How much space does your space storage equipment have?" Xu Fan continued to ask, he also wants a space storage equipment, and he will soon have the golden core, so he can use the space storage equipment.

"Shifang, no, why are you asking this?" Ximen Feixue found that he couldn't keep up with Xu Fan's brain circuit at all, expressing that he was very tired.

"Oh, it's all right." Xu Fan didn't say much, but replied in a lack of interest.A majestic master of the tribulation period only has a storage space of [-] square meters, let's pull it down, the idea of ​​relying on Ximen Feixue to get a storage space and equipment is useless.

"Brother Fan, it's better for us to play something now, you have a lot of ideas, think about it." Seeing that everyone had nothing to say, Ma Zhe felt a little bored, so he asked.

"Let's play~ let's play mahjong!" Xu Fan suddenly remembered the most popular game in his life, ah no, it was a favorite game during the holidays, mahjong.

Back then, Xu Fan’s mahjong skills were bad, and he would be abused by his seven aunts and eight aunts every Chinese New Year. This time, people in this world don’t understand mahjong, so it’s finally time for him to find a sense of superiority.

Just do it, find some ordinary jade, and carve it!

Nine cylinders, ten thousand cards, cake cards...

"Okay, this thing is called mahjong, there are six categories, 42 patterns, 140 four..."

half an hour later

"Touch! I'm fooling around, hahahaha" Xu Fan had a mean smile on his face. It was the first time in his life that he was fooling around. Can you be unhappy?

But now at the poker table are Ximen Feixue, Ma Zhe, Xu Fan and Zhang Ziyuan. The faces of the three of them are not very good-looking, as if I am dissatisfied.

"Again, if I don't believe it, I can't compare to you!" Ximen Feixue shouted angrily, so aggrieved!

"Again!" Ma Zhe and Zhang Ziyuan also had the expressions of wanting revenge again.

"Come on!" Xu Fan grinned happily. Of course he likes others looking for abuse, not to mention being able to abuse Ximen Feixue, a master of the Tribulation Stage, this feeling is so cool.

Twenty minutes later, Xu Fan's cheap laughter came

"Hahaha, I'm fooling around again!"

"Come again!" "Come again!"

……

"Hahaha, I'm finally fooling around!" Ximen Feixue's mood at this moment was even more excited than when he broke through to the tribulation stage. After being pressed and beaten for two rounds by a junior, he finally turned around!

Even if it's not a fight, but just playing mahjong, he, Ximen Feixue, can't admit defeat!
Although playing mahjong can't be detected with spiritual sense, a cultivator is a cultivator after all, and the reaction speed of his head is far from what ordinary people can compare. So after two rounds, Ximen Feixue found the trick, and he was ashamed!
"Don't accept it, come again!" This time, it was Xu Fan who yelled out loudly, and only had a few moments of pleasure. How could this be enough.

"Come come come..."

Before they knew it, Xu Fan and the others had been playing mahjong all night, and Ma Zhe, Zhang Ziyuan, and Ximen Feixue were playing mahjong one after another. Xu Fan had never played mahjong except at the beginning.

At the back, Mu Xi, Han Yue and Wang Ning, the three least tempered people, couldn't help but get their hands together, rubbing them together, wanting to kill them!

Especially Mu Xi, she seemed to have never been defeated since the first hand, whether she was foolish or flat, she had never been defeated anyway, which made Xu Fan wonder if this girl was born to play mahjong.

Everyone is a cultivator, so naturally they don't need to sleep all the time, so even after a night, several people will be full of energy and take turns to play.

"Stop!" Xu Fan, who was so defeated and felt that there was no love in the world, shouted after everyone rubbed mahjong for a day and a night.

"We've been playing mahjong for a day, it's time to rest." Xu Fan suggested, the main reason is that he lost too badly, otherwise he could play for three days without getting bored.

"Huh? It's been a day?" Ximen Feixue looked up out of the window, it was already dark again, and she had been playing mahjong for a whole day!
Ximen Feixue broke out in a cold sweat. He is a master in the Tribulation Period. He has experienced many winds and rains, and how much experience he has, but now he is fascinated by a mahjong. It is really scary.

The attraction of this thing is actually so great!
The others were also covered in cold sweat at this time. Ma Zhe and the others can be said to be mentally tough among their peers, otherwise they would not have such strength at such a young age.

But now this mahjong is neither a magic weapon nor a spiritual object, it is terrifying that they are so fascinated!
"You said, what would happen if this mahjong was taken to the Yaozu?" Xu Fan looked at the expressions of everyone, and knew what they were thinking.

He suddenly remembered an idea many years ago, to let the Yaozu and the Mozu have something to do.

Xu Fan's words made everyone fall into deep thought, especially Ximen Feixue and Wang Ning.

Although the monsters and demons have the strength of the Qi Condensation stage from the beginning, their minds are not very mature, at best they are about the same as five or six-year-old human children.

Only the monsters and demons who have reached the foundation building stage can be said to have wisdom, but self-control and other aspects are much worse than humans.

So if this mahjong goes to the Yaozu, once they get addicted to it, then... how many Yaozu will be destroyed!

Think about it, a bunch of monsters play mahjong every day, don't want to practice, don't want to make progress, then, that's so wonderful!
The reason why it refers to the Yaozu, not the Mozu, is because the Yaozu's thinking is at least a little normal.But the thinking of the demons is different. They only have one idea in their eyes, the boss, my second child, do it!

Therefore, it may be possible to promote mahjong in Yaozu, but forget it for promoting it in Mozu.

"Maybe there is a door. Your brain is fine. I will discuss this matter with the dean before we talk about it." Ximen Feixue nodded. If this works well, it will be no worse than the spirit root detector invented by Xu Fan.

"Uncle Ximen, besides that, I also have a game similar to mahjong called Doudizhu..."

10 minutes later
"Call the landlord!"

"not called!"

"I rob!"

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(End of this chapter)