The System Takes Me to Practice

"No, but he also sent a few guards to protect me, and follow me everywhere, which is really annoying."

Ma Yun's implication was that he couldn't order these guards, especially the middle-aged man with a restrained aura. It was so powerful that Yang Fan could feel it from afar.

Although his gaze is indifferent, like a teenager who has been addicted to the Internet for several days all night, regardless of the things around him, but in fact everything is in his grasp.

"In that case, it's better to mix with us."

At this time, Lord Lv couldn't help but speak, and he rushed to Ma Yun's background, wherever he went, he was the uncle. Since there is a shield, why not do it?

"mix?"

Although Ma Yun is an adult, he doesn't have much experience, so he can't understand this kind of quack.

"Just follow us around, but you have to be skilled."

The preacher also spoke.

"Oh, it's interesting, what's the skill?"

Ma Yun came interested.

"I, lord, but you can also call me old donkey. I am good at all kinds of magical powers, including grabbing, stealing, kidnapping, and omnipotence. Uh... don’t get me wrong, I’m talking about fighting Robbery and kidnapping."

The lord smiled awkwardly. Normally he would take away other people's storage rings or purses when they were okay. The person who was stolen didn't even know. Moreover, Lord Lu is very good at breaking this kind of restriction, of course, the formation restriction is not as strong as the preacher.

"Ma Gongzi can call me a preacher, old man, I am good at formation, only I cheat people, no one can cheat me, just like this."

I saw the preacher lifted his right hand imaginary, and pinched one by one obscure fingers in the air, and the runes of the formation method appeared, scattered in the air, very beautiful.

It’s just that no one noticed that, unknowingly, the preacher’s left hand slapped silently on the ground, and immediately after landing, a hidden formation rune appeared below. The Lord Lu's center of gravity was unstable, and he was pressed to the ground on the spot. This was a super-gravity formation.

"Grass! Taoist, why do you play with me? And you actually use the blindfold method, the right hand pretends to set up the formation, but in fact it is with the left hand."

The preacher smiled.

Ma Yun looked at it, feeling a little moved.

"This Tianjiao, who represents 9999 on the Tianjiao list, is invincible."

Lord Lü pointed to Jian Wudao, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

"Now it is 8,000."

At this time, Jian Wudi opened his eyes, and a powerful sword intent emerged in his eyes, and the middle-aged monk who had been behind Ma Yun suddenly lit up and stared at Jian Wudi with curious eyes.

"What a strong sword intent is actually a sword repairer."

The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly became piercing, and there was an urge to try.

It seems that he perceives the fiery gaze of the middle-aged man. From Jian Wudi's gaze, the two gazes are intertwined, producing an invisible spark.

"Well, I've heard of a kendo tianjiao who has risen quickly."

"What about you, Yang Fan?"

Ma Yun looked at Yang Fan and said.

"I'm here! Brother Yang is not ordinary. The food he cooks is really delicious in the world. Old man, I am not used to it if I don't eat it for a day. The things I ate before feel like shit.

Although the preacher is not bad, he just likes to speak bad words. As a noble prince, his self-cultivation prevents him from doing anything impolite at all, naturally including bad words.

"food?"

Ma Yun frowned slightly, "They are already immortals, why do they still eat whole grains?"

The lord and the preacher looked at each other and smiled, showing a pleased smile.

"Brother Ma, I also thought of you at the beginning, but after eating the food made by Brother Yang, I changed my mind. Moreover, the food made by Brother Yang has special effects. I believe that after you eat it, absolutely Addictive."

The Lord Lu's words made Ma Yun's refusal a little loose. He didn't believe that there was such a thing in this world.

Seeing that there was a play, the preacher pushed Yang Fan with his hand and motioned to Yang Fan to make some delicious food for Ma Yun. However, Yang Fan was not a nanny. Although he had promised to give the preacher 30 hamburgers per day, he did not have the meal No hands.

The preacher is okay, he still wants to pick up the plane to eat something, even if the meal is about to start.

It didn't take long for Lord Lü to light up a fire on the side, but it seemed a bit strange to other monks. Everyone is an immortal, and their eyesight is very good at night. Even if some people are not used to the dark night environment, those people are just using a daylight technique.

"Brother Yang, can you change something to eat tonight and eat hamburgers every day? It will be delicious and tired of eating."

The preacher was really worried that there would be such a day, so it was self-evident that the fire started.

"Yes, but I will only give you the materials. How to do it is your business."

"This......"

The preacher's voice stopped abruptly, and he agreed after hesitating.

What Yang Fan gave the preacher was a series of barbecues, and the grill and accessories had been taken out. As for whether the preacher could cook the delicious food, it was not something Yang Fan could manage. After all, it has been said that there are 30 hamburgers per meal a day, and no other food is included.

The preacher also knew this, so he didn't persecute Yang Fan.

The sound of sizzling oil and tangy scent spread all over the surrounding area, which attracted the attention of many monks. Such monks are already bigu, so they like this scent unusually, and many monks want to try it.

It didn't take long for the preacher to prepare the barbecue. The Lord Donkey took the lead in grabbing a bunch and ate it, but immediately spit it out, then condensed a ball of water and drank it.

"Made, Taoist priest, are you trying to kill me so as to inherit my inheritance?"

The preacher frowned. The lord had just eaten a bunch of green vegetables. He used to see that Yang Fan used to add salt to the tofu, but it was not so salty and tasted just right, so he subconsciously thought of other things. The same, but now it seems...

The preacher picked up a bunch of vegetables, swallowed it in one bite, and vomited it out on the spot.

It's too salty, and Rao couldn't stand his true fairyland strength.

Yang Fan laughed, leaning on Erlang's legs, lying on the sofa he took out, but he was patiently eating the self-heating hot pot, and the same was true for Jian Wudi on the side.

And Ma Yun knew that the preacher had made the food absolutely unpalatable with the expression of one person and one beast. His eyes were cast on Yang Fan, which was precisely the self-heating hot pot on the table.

As a strong man in the fairyland, his divine sense came out, and he saw the self-heating hot pot thoroughly. It was very ordinary, and the ingredients were the same.

But it is such a common thing that it can heat up on its own and then heat the food to a level that can be eaten, which makes him feel very strange.