Jedi Tiantong: My Chinese Immortal

The title of the book cannot be changed for the time being. This name is too funny. . . . Lin Jin: "Please, please invite the gods, I understand. But why did I invite two people, and why are they still quarreling in my head?" Nezha (irritable): "Boy! There must be my fire-tip gun behind that door! Use your chaotic psychic power to open the door!" Ao Zhi (snorted coldly): "Ignorant! Those are clearly my dragon ball fragments! Boy, use the dragon flames I taught you!" Lin Jin (tired): "Boss, you two, there is only one door and only one key. How about you guys have a fight first... Oh no, reach a consensus first?" Looking at the ancient institutions glaring at the door, and listening to the never-ending quarrels in his mind, Lin Jin just wanted to ask: Is it still too late to return this two-god-in-one luxury package?