Son, Put Your Father To The Test Chapter 65: The old man riding a panda

After Qin Chuan returned to the sect, he didn't immediately go to Tiankeng to help the old devil restore his cultivation, but continued to read books.

He was going to wait for that kid Shui Qinghan to get more benefits from the old devil, after all, he was the brother of his future daughter-in-law.

No one can leave the fields of fertilizer and water.

No matter what the old devil's plan is, at least if he wants to fool people, he needs to spend money, and Shui Qinghan has indeed reaped benefits.

The old devil is fishing.

And Shui Qinghan was eating bait.

As for whether Shui Qinghan will be hooked in the mouth after eating the bait, it depends on whether this kid is smart enough.

He gave this kid a chance to grow up, but it didn't mean that he would **** him back and forth.

He's not that enthusiastic yet.

As the saying goes, the master leads the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual. If you play yourself to death, you can't blame others.

Soon, another month passed.

And on this day, a golden invitation came from Fengleigu, one of the six great sects of the dynasty.

It is said that the spring thunder fruit tree in Fenglei Valley, which has stood for three thousand years and bears fruit once in a hundred years, has matured again. Fengleigu invited all the talents of the dynasty to attend the Spring Thunder Conference in Fengleigu.

This is actually another form of temptation, nothing more than wanting to see the overall strength of the younger generation of the Jiuyang Dynasty.

Although there is no limit on the number of people in this invitation, it stands to reason that any disciple of the Seventh Martial Sect who wants to go can go.

But Qin Zi and Shui Qingrou were the only ones who were named. In this way, Qi Wuzong would feel embarrassed to send more disciples.

Qi Wuzong still has to face.

Isn't it just a few spring thunder fruits, what's so rare? I am a majestic Seventh Martial Sect, I don't have the cheek to mess with those few fruits!

Therefore, after the high-level sect discussed, they decided to let Qin Chuan lead the team and take Qin Zi and Shui Qingrou to Fenglei Valley.

As they kept getting along, the elders of the Seven Martial Sects gradually discovered that the strength of this elder Qin Chuan was a bit strong. Perhaps, even the Great Elder Jia Tianhe might not necessarily be the opponent of Elder Qin Chuan...

In this world, the strong are respected.

Although Qin Chuan didn't do anything deliberately, everyone had a steelyard in their hearts, so this status gradually came up.

The status brought by strength is incomparable to the position. It is a kind of majesty formed spontaneously, which can convince people.

The sky is bright and the air is clear, and the wind is smooth.

White clouds pile up like cotton.

And among the white clouds, a rebellious roc was flying with its wings. It was so fast that it hit the water for three thousand miles, and it soared to ninety thousand miles.

Three figures stood on Dapeng's back.

At the forefront is Qin Chuan. He stands with his hands behind his back and looks straight ahead.

And behind him, Qin Zi and Shui Qingrou stood a little cautiously, both of them turned their heads, their faces were slightly red.

It was obvious that the two had long had a crush on each other. Now that they were face to face, and in front of Qin Chuan, they felt indescribably shy.

"Spring is here, everything is recovering, the air is full of hormones, and it's the season of..."

A magnetic old voice sounded in Qin Chuan's mind without warning, making him shake his head and smile.

These two little guys are worthy of being a natural couple. Fate has come, and it is really irresistible.

I just don't know if this kid is a playboy, after all, many Mr. Right are stallions.

The peach blossom luck is too strong.

Can't stop it.

"Look, what is that!"

Suddenly, Qin Zi called out, Qin Chuan turned his head, and looked in the direction Qin Zi was pointing at.

Seeing this, he was stunned.

I saw a black dot moving slowly on the ground, but I could see it more clearly when I swept it away with my soul power.

It was clearly a two-meter-tall giant panda, carrying a drunk old man holding a large orange-yellow wine gourd on his way!

The panda staggered and walked very slowly, listlessly, as if it would fall asleep on the ground the next moment.

And the rosy-faced, somewhat obese white-haired old man was drinking with a smirk: "Good wine, good wine..."

Qin Chuan probed with his soul power and found that the old man was ordinary, with no energy fluctuations inside or out.

But this kind is often the scariest!

"What a big bird..."

The old man seemed to have noticed Qin Chuan's prying eyes, raised his head drunkenly, muttered something, then continued to drink while holding the gourd.

Qin Chuan felt that it was necessary to go down and take a look.

When encountering such a strange guy, without saying hello, I always feel itchy in my heart. After all... he is riding a giant panda!

"Go down."

Qin Chuan said to the roc, and immediately, the roc circled down and landed in front of the giant panda.

"Crash!"

The wildness caused by the roc's landing made the giant panda's long black and white hair flutter like the mane of a wild horse.

At this time, it can be clearly seen that the panda has two snow-white eyebrows, which flutter backwards like a dragon's beard, and those two pitch-black ears, which have nowhere to rest, are also shaking in the wind.

The wind made it hard to open its eyes, so it shrank its neck and turned its head to the side, so that it can say now——the wind is too strong!

"Young man, are you... Hiccup... okay?"

The fat old man on the panda's back hiccupped with a naive smile on his face, just like his mount.

"The old man's mount is a bit rare~IndoMTL.com~ I wonder what kind of beast it is?"

Qin Chuan asked with a smile.

"Oh, this lazy **** is called Gun Gun. It is said... that it is the legendary iron-eating beast." The fat old man laughed at himself.

"The old man is very lucky."

Qin Chuan said with a smile.

"Hehe, yes, I have cultivated the blessings of eight lifetimes to get such a perfect mount!!"

The old man seemed to recall some unbearable past, nodded bitterly, and smiled uglier than crying.

Qin Chuan remained calm, and continued to ask: "The elder of the Seventh Martial Sect, Qin Chuan, I don't know what to call the old man?"

"I...hehe, I don't care if you don't say anything."

The old man laughed at himself, then took a careful look at Qin Zi and Shui behind Qin Chuan, and said with a smile: "These two dolls are good, teach them well, and maybe they will do well."

"The old man is amazing."

Qin Chuan said politely, and then said: "We are going to go to Wind and Thunder Valley to participate in a grand event, old man, do you want to go and see?"

"Hahaha, I, an old guy, don't get involved in the affairs of you young people. Rolling walks slowly, we two bereaved dogs, no matter where we go, we won't move any day, so we just lie down Down."

"Young man, see you again."

The old man waved his hand at Qin Chuan, and then rode away slowly on the panda. The back view was a bit funny, but also a bit bleak...

"Dad, this old man looks very powerful."

Qin Zi said thoughtfully.

"So what if you're great, so what if you're not great?"

Qin Chuan smiled mysteriously. Although he didn't see any tricks, he would never show it.

Pretend to understand if you don't understand!