"Damn it! Are you playing really?"

Old Man Li took three steps back and looked at him in disbelief.

Nian Suixi laughed and scolded: "He lied to you, don't pay attention to him."

Mr. Long smiled, "You stinky old man, you are too brave."

Old man Li covered his heart, looking overwhelmed.

"You old Bidun, I was so scared that my heart was pounding."

The two old masters of Nian Long laughed out loud.

Seeing the three old men smiling, the monks in Yangshan Temple were immediately forced to get anxious.

Holding the magic weapon in hand, he rushed up in anger.

Old man Li came back to Mr. Long and said worriedly:

"Is there so many of them? Can Xiao Cheng cover it?"

Niansui Xi said lightly: "It's just a group of native chickens and tiled dogs."

Mr. Long proudly raised his head and bragged:

"Not to mention these wastes holding fire sticks, even if the gods and Buddhas holding Buddhist instruments come down to the mortal world, Brother Cheng is not a problem!"

"hiss--!"

"Is it so exaggerated?"

Old Man Li said with a slutty expression and looked admirable.

He gave a thumbs up to Mr. Long.

"You know how to brag."

"I'm willing to give up on this old man."

Mr. Long grunted, laughing and not speaking.

"Let's see!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden Buddha statue beside him showed an unpleasant look on his face.

Cheng Fan would never have thought that he would really encounter a siege from gods and Buddhas in the sky in the future.

It was not because of the battle of luck, but because he was so angry that he opened the door and was so angry that he was just talking about Mr. Long. He came to try Cheng Fan's weight.

And at this moment.

The abbot gave the order.

The monk in the hall attacked Cheng Fan in an orderly manner.

If you don’t move, you will be already; if you move, you will be amazing.

Cheng Fan's steps moved slightly, and he was moving in the gap.

These monks' actions were orderly, as if they had deliberately practiced the art of combined attacks and secretly matched some formation.

Cheng Fan had never seen this kind of formation, and it seemed to be the unique combination attack formation in Buddhism.

Cheng Fan was happy when he saw the hunting, and became interested and found a gap in the joint attack formation.

Their various magic weapons were only a slight difference to touch Cheng Fan, but they were just that inch away.

A slight mistake can lead to a thousand miles of mistakes.

But they didn't know that it was Cheng Fan playing with them.

Seeing that the combined attack technique seemed to be effective, the monks of Yangshan Temple immediately worked harder.

When the magic weapon was fully activated, the faint light suddenly shone brightly.

"My grass! What's this?"

"A neon battle?"

Old Man Li looked at all this in a daze, and was stunned.

He felt that his three views were rubbed on the ground and crushed over and over again.

"Why are these bald donkeys so delicious? There are so many people and so many light tubes that can't hit Brother Cheng?"

Old Man Li was powerless to complain.

Nian Suixi shook his head and chuckled: "Boy Cheng is playing."

"Play?"

Old Man Li was stunned and looked at Nianxi in confusion.

"Yes, he is playing. To be precise, he is playing with these little monks."

Mr. Long waved his hand, looking helpless.

"This kid is like this. I want to try the formation I have never seen before."

"Isn't it the same when I visited the underground cave before? I couldn't even walk when I saw the novel formation."

A strong curiosity appeared on Old Man Li's face.

"Formation?"

"Does it have anything to do with the neon tubes swaying in their hands?"

Years Eve:...

God's neon tube.

"That's not a lamp, it's a magic weapon. Don't think that they have no lethality without touching the corner of Mr. Cheng's clothes."

"That thing is not fun for mortals like you. You will die if you touch it."

The next day, he said lightly.

Old Man Li didn't believe it.

"Aren't it just a few neon tubes? Isn't it just electric shock? Do you really think I don't know?"

"I also received higher education in the old man."

"Have you heard of Wudaokou Vocational and Technical College?"

"The old man was amazing back then!"

Old man Li raised his head and looked amazing.

"Ah yes yes!"

Mr. Long treated him perfunctorily with disbelief.

I have never heard of any broken place.

Return to Wudaokou? Return to Vocational and Technical College?

I heard it was a technical school with no educational level.

Mr. Long, who didn't often hang out in the crowd, took it for granted.

Niansui Xi was not very clear, just smiled and nodded.

Old man Li was a little depressed and felt that he was playing the piano against a cow.

"Oh, time is really a killer. Nowadays, people don't even know Wudaokou. It's terrible to be uneducated."

Mr. Long gave him a blank look.

Just you are educated and you are capable.

You can play cards in the temple, but you almost got rid of it.

My life is almost out of reach!

"You must be very good at driving an excavator, right?"

Mr. Long teased.

Old Man Li gave him a blank look.

"Tell me about your sister culture, you really have a sister culture."

"The one who learns excavators is Lanxiang Technical School!"

Mr. Long suddenly realized:

"Oh, then are you learning how to cook?"

"Then you must be very good at talking to Laozhao. If you have the opportunity to introduce you to me in the future."

"I'll go to your uncle!"

Old Man Li was furious: "Your whole family learns to cook!"
To be continued...