Live fortune telling, this Taoist priest talks about science

Qi Kongdao only spoke at this time: "Then you all think

that my kid will lose, right?" "Otherwise?" The old monk replied, leaning over and touching the forehead of the golden-haired lion-faced beast: "Does he have the slightest chance of winning? Quansheng is the same, not to mention that he has lost people now

?" Qi Kongdao squinted: "What if my kid wins?"

The old monk 'Amitabha' said softly: "If he wins, you don't need to come to us with Longwu, Shaolin up and down, three steps and one buckle, five steps and one worship, from Tianjing all the way to Luhai, I ask you to fight against the heavenly calamity in the future, let us give you the work of dogs and horses." "

Yes!" Qi Kongdao clenched his fists behind him, gritting his teeth in agreement.

The old monk smiled: "Otherwise?" "

Or vice versa!" Qi Kongdao did not hesitate in the slightest.

"Good, good!" the old monk smiled even more happily.

The leader in the fight against the Heavenly Tribulation in the future was a hurdle in their hearts, although it showed that on the surface, before their sect, no one obeyed anyone, but they really wanted to tear their faces to go to the entire level, they still didn't want to.

If they can use this battle to distinguish between high and low, then the result is what they are most happy to see.

Qi Kongdao no longer looked at the old monk, but turned his head to look at the old man of the East China Sea who had not said a word from beginning to end.

"Song Yuanming, what about you?" Qi Kongdao shouted.

The old man in the cloak raised his head slightly, but the hat was still lowered, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I can do it, but I have to let Li Fengan come to the East China Sea, I have something to tell him."

At this time, one of the seven sharp-eyed people noticed something strange and stepped forward to lift the old man's hat.

This kind of behavior is tantamount to suicide, and only a few people present today dare to do it.

After the hat was lifted, the other six people were surprised to find that the old man's face was actually bruised and purple.

"Hahahaha, old Song, are you peeking at the female dragon taking a bath again!" the middle-aged man laughed first.

"Fall, fall. Song Yuanming took back the hat, put it on the top of his head, pressed it hard, and muttered in a low voice.

A few people also stopped asking.

To be honest, if they can beat Song Yuanming into such a guy, even if they are arrogant, it is useless.

"Although Li Fengan is considered a native of Daxia, but ......" Song Yuanming continued: "I don't want to strengthen the momentum of others and destroy my own prestige, but Nagarjuna's ability...... To put it mildly, everyone here is now an elite from all walks of life who have reached the top, but if you push forward ten or twenty years, which one has not been educated by him. "

Hit in the sore spot, everyone no longer laughs.

Words are like sharp swords, facts are bloody, Song Yuanming's words are very hurtful, and they are indeed true.

When they were young and vigorous, they all went to ancient India to find Nagarjuna, and then they were beaten to the point of bleeding and rolled home in embarrassment.

At that time, they were not much older than Li Fengan now.

"That Longwu boy, although he has gone unprecedented...... It may also be the path of the integration of the four religions of the uninitiated, it sounds bluffing, but after all, he has just entered the sainthood, and he may still have the strength to fight, but now, what ......" Song Yuanming lowered the soles of his feet.

All the blue aura that represented people poured into Nagarjuna's body, and Li Fengan was overwhelmed by the coercion of the sky.

Everyone no longer pretended to greet each other, and looked down at the same time.

"If he can survive the eighty-one punches of the golden body and the law phase, he Li Fengan is already powerful enough. The old monk sighed and changed his words: "But that's it."

Except for Qi Kongdao, everyone nodded slightly in agreement.

Although the story of the counterattack is very handsome, this is not a bad novel after all, and no matter how much they want to see Nagarjuna deflated, they can't achieve their wish at this moment.

After all, Nagarjuna, the old thing that has lived for seven hundred years, knows best what his strength is.

If there is really a ranking in the world, then Nagarjuna is the first, and no one dares to call it the second.

"What do you think?" Qi Kongdao looked behind him, the seventh person who had never said a word from beginning to end.

The man shook his head, without explanation, and sat on the floor browsing the online store, frowning from time to time, as if considering how to buy the best deal.

Qi Kongdao smiled, didn't make a sound, turned his head and continued to look down worriedly.

Under the Dharma Realm, at the top of a seventeen-story building, on a rattan chair.

Wine glasses, luxurious French cuisine, cosy for two.

"What do you think?" asked Shao Mingxuan.

The mysterious man took a sip of red wine and said 'ha', "Li Feng'an has lost, and he is not on his side, it was originally a strong 'five-five' situation, but now it is one-sided."

Shao Mingxuan didn't seem to think so, stood up from the rattan chair, looked down with a red wine glass, and just saw the scene of the center point.

This has to be attributed to the foresight of the mysterious man, who bought the place early to use it as a viewing platform.

Otherwise, today will be like those poor guys who can only watch the live broadcast five streets away.

"My uncle, from childhood to adulthood, his favorite thing to do is to break the cognition of ordinary people, you don't know how many times I have seen him in the two years I have been in Longwu alone, 'Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi', don't bully the story of the poor boy.

Shao Mingxuan smiled meaningfully, looked at the mysterious man, raised his head and poured the wine in his mouth.

The mysterious man also smiled, picked up the red wine glass and shook it, and then smiled: "Have a play?" "

I'll pay 10 million to bet on my little uncle to win." Shao Mingxuan put down his wine glass.

The mysterious man got up: "Pick it up!"

and return to the scene.

[Yo, the master is also here? Could it be that the master is also the idol of the holy monk

!] [, my favorite metaphysical characters are here, are you cool!] [

Wait, the atmosphere is not right, how can I look at it...... The two of them seem to be about to talk about the Tao!]

A word woke up the dreamer.

Everyone present also saw something strange, and the shouting stopped.

The scene of hundreds of thousands of people sounds very bluffing, but in fact, only the tens of thousands of people in front of you can really see it.

And most of these people are natives of Luhai City, who occupy a favorable location.

And Li Fengan's fame in Luhai has long been spread throughout Luhai City these days, so when they saw Li Fengan, they were silent when they confirmed that he seemed to be Nagarjuna's enemy.

There was silence in front, and there was silence in the back.

The

dogs in the village barked, and the other dogs followed, but they didn't know why.

At this time, Nagarjuna spoke: "May I ask Master Li, the heart turns with the ten thousand realms, and how the heart turns with the ten thousand realms." At

the moment when the problem was initiated, above the Nine Heavens that everyone could not see, Dao Dao power fell, and it was close to Li Feng'an's soul, so that the young man almost didn't kneel.

"They really want to talk about the Tao?!"

[What should I do, who am I going to support?] [

The holy monk is the strongest person I have ever heard, and the master is the strongest person I have ever seen, so entangled. Seeing

that the two really wanted to discuss, the audience present and in the live broadcast room were in trouble, and they didn't know who to support for a while.