Tianshi travels in the clouds, returns to the mountain and finds that his home has been stolen

Chapter 240 Late Night Fighting Technique
"Daozhang, it's so evil!"

"That's just a child, I'm afraid he won't be ten years old, let's play around!"

The man didn't believe at all that Zhang Ping'an, a child, could break through the three-seven slashing formation in Huangni Village.

The Taoist leader is about to die of anxiety, if the formation in Huangni Village is broken.

The good days of the Taoist leader in Huanglongzhuang are over.

In the past 20 years, Huanglongzhuang has cultivated several big masters and more than a dozen big bosses.

They supported the Taoist priest, so the Taoist priest had a huge wealth and even married a woman.

What he got, the Daoist didn't want to lose again.

"What do you know? That little thing is amazing. The celestial master of Fangshan Temple is no joke."

The priest shook his head again and again.

Just the name Fangshan Guantian Master is enough to scare the old Taoist priest.

"Daoist, isn't that just a program, isn't it just a live broadcast!"

"Those may be just scripts that have been written long ago, and it is not worth making a big fuss about it."

"Who will show their unique skills in a program."

"Isn't this going to cut off your own money?"

"If you really have that ability, those Taoist priests who claim to be profound in Taoism have already made a fortune!"

"What's more, it's just a child with a yellow mouth. I guess I haven't given up diapers yet!"

The man watched the Taoist priest pose to open the altar on the spot, and began to chatter beside him inexplicably.

"You know shit!"

The Taoist priest couldn't help cursing, but felt that it was inappropriate to scold, so he shook his head and closed his mouth.

The man looked around. They were at a three-way intersection, one of which was the main road.

Next, head to Huanglong Village and Huangni Village respectively.

"Daoist, is there any particularity in doing this at this three-way intersection?"

The man asked with an embarrassed forced smile.

"It doesn't matter, it just happened to stop here."

"Uh……"

The Taoist priest glanced at his surroundings, then fell silent again, and spoke again after a long time.

"If you want to be careful, the fork in the road leads to yin and yang."

The Taoist thought about it for a while, the people in Huanglongzhuang are customers after all, and they are long-term stable customers.

Offending this kind of customer can't help yourself.

And this time, the Taoist priest had a vague feeling that he was in trouble.

If the little celestial master really breaks through the three-seventh charge formation, then the life of the Taoist priest in Huanglongzhuang will be even more difficult.

It even made him lose Huanglongzhuang's long-term meal ticket directly.

A piece of yellow cloth is laid on the ground as a case, a handful of soil is picked up, cigarettes are inserted, and paper money is burned on the side.

The old Taoist holds a mahogany sword in one hand and a bell in the other.

While waving the mahogany sword, he shook the bell, like jumping a big rope.

Jumping flames, under the light, the old Taoist priest's shadow stretched huge and long.

In the wilderness in the middle of the night, it becomes very strange and terrifying.

However, in a blink of an eye, the three sticks of incense stuck in a pinch of soil burned unevenly, and one of them went out.

"What an amazing kid!"

The old Taoist priest was shocked, and some fine sweat had already broken out on his forehead.

The old Taoist master has been in the industry for decades, but he has never encountered such a strong opponent as this kid today.

"Master, what's wrong?"

The man was by the side, completely unable to understand why.

The old Taoist pointed to the incense that burned unevenly and went out.

"Quickly light the incense again, hurry up!"

The old Taoist was very anxious and urged the man.

The man didn't dare to hesitate, and lit the incense directly.

However, no matter how much the incense is lit, it won't light.

"Fortunately, there are a few more, change."

After seeing it, the old Taoist priest couldn't help being shocked.

In contrast, in this round, Zhang Ping'an had already defeated him.

The smoke rose slowly, and the old Taoist priest continued to cast spells.

Return to Huangni Village.

After Zhang Ping'an lit the candle, he cast a small spell to make the old Taoist extinguish the incense.

"Since that's the case, let's just do it all at once."

The corner of the little celestial master's mouth rose, and he smiled charmingly.

"Go away!"

Zhang Pingan moved his sword, suddenly pointed at the sky, and shouted.

At the three-way intersection, the incense candle suddenly exploded.

"Snapped."

The old Taoist leader was shocked and backed away in fright.

The men were dumbfounded.

"Master, how could this be?"

The man couldn't understand that the old Taoist priest had served Huanglong Village for many years.

Something like this would actually happen tonight, and he would lose to a mere kid.

"That little thing is too powerful, I lost this round."

The old Taoist leader had to admit that Zhang Ping'an was not capable enough. Looking at the intersection that fell into darkness again, he was confused for a while.

For a while, the old Taoist leader couldn't think of a way to deal with Zhang Ping'an.

"Go back to Huanglong Village first, I hope the things I want are ready there."

The old Taoist threw away the destroyed things and returned to the motorcycle with the man.

"Okay, get in the car!"

The man got into the car first and started the motorcycle.

It's just that the man didn't know that the old Taoist leader could no longer prevent Zhang Pingan from breaking through the Sanqi formation.

"Dou Fa, you are still a little tender."

Zhang Ping'an smiled gratifiedly, it was no longer a problem for him to handle a mere old Taoist leader.

The other people present had no idea what happened.

According to Zhang Ping'an's instructions, he still didn't dare to make a sound, and waited silently, waiting for the formation to break.

under the night sky.

Huangni Village.

In the Sanqi Chongsha formation composed of houses built against the mountain.

In the light, Zhang Ping'an looked serious.

Wu Dong's mahogany sword suddenly picked up a yellow talisman on the table, and it ignited spontaneously.

The sword pointed at the sky, and the yellow talisman he picked burned to ashes.

Ashes floated down, the mahogany sword in Zhang Pingan's hand suddenly fell.

"Snapped."

The mahogany sword was slapped directly on the square table.

"break!"

Zhang Pingan snorted.

"Snapped."

As Zhang Pingan's voice fell, there was a sound of the wall cracking in the darkness.

Then, more cracking sounds came.

And the sound of beams breaking.

The sound of furniture breaking.

And the sound of china breaking.

All the sounds gathered together, as if there was chaos in an earthquake.

Everyone was shocked and looked up at the house in the darkness, but they couldn't see clearly.

The light of the candle is not enough to illuminate the distance.

"boom……"

Finally, Lin Meng felt that the houses that formed the Sanqi Shazhen, one on each side of the water area, were falling down.

"The house collapsed."

Lin Meng looked at the house that was about to collapse in horror, and instantly forgot Zhang Ping'an's instructions.

He yelled out directly.

Following Lin Meng's words, a figure flashed over immediately, with a yellow light passing by.

A dry hand covered Lin Meng's mouth.

Looking up, he saw Daoist Haiqiu with terrified eyes.

Taoist Haiqiu stared at Lin Meng, and Lin Meng suddenly understood.

But at this moment, Lin Meng felt his head was heavy, his consciousness was blurred, his eyes went dark, and he fell directly into the arms of Taoist Priest Haiqiu.

Daoist Haiqiu looked at Zhang Ping'an in astonishment.

Zhang Ping kicked his feet, turned directly from the chair he was standing on, jumped over the square table, and jumped in front of Lin Meng.

Looking at the lithe figure of the purple-robed little celestial master, Qin Yang couldn't help sighing in his heart.

"..."

Zhang Pingan landed in front of Lin Meng, stepped forward with a lunge, and stretched out one hand to the other side of Lin Meng, scratching the air.

The mahogany sword in Zhang Pingan's hand fell, and a talisman appeared in his hand in a blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)