Predatory map of ominous birds

() Bo Fu completely ignored the ax punch behind him, he just walked unhurriedly, but the blow he thought he must hit fell into the empty space, and the feeling of emptying the force made the monk completely confused He was so angry that he fell to the ground for a long time without recovering.He just couldn't figure out how the thief who broke through the door avoided his punch...

Bofu is not interested in caring about the mood of the monk behind him—this kind of scum, which is not even considered dust, if he can really get a little attention from Bofu, he is probably already a super master of the broken void in this world.

However, many monks rushed out of the square in front of him. Among them was a big fat monk with a ferocious face. It looked like a bandit wearing cassocks and shaving his head.

"One hundred and eight bald donkeys? This is the Arhat formation? What do you have to do with Shaolin Temple?" Bo Fu muttered leisurely, but he didn't stop moving forward.Those monks didn't talk much, they just shouted together: "Amitabha!"

"It seems that these monks can really make money! The whole hall is made of copper. Even if it is basically hollow copper pillars, I am afraid it will cost at least a thousand tons of copper. No wonder, they Western religion The place where the leader of the bald donkey lives is full of gold, silver and jewels, and this is what he looks like." Bo Fu looked at the golden hall at the back of the square, and said in his mouth.

The momentum of the Arhat formation kept rising, but Bofu stepped down with one step, and the sound of footsteps hit the gap where they raised their momentum.The momentum of this group of monks was frustrated, but when they ascended again, Bofu's footsteps were stepping on the space where their skills resonated with each step.As Bofu approached him step by step, those monks began to stagger around, and those with insufficient skills had already turned red and were about to vomit blood.

Just when Bofu walked in front of the first monk, the entire Arhat formation collapsed with a "boom", and most of the monks hummed their luck to suppress the scurrying true energy, only that seemed to be The tall, fat, bald donkey, the host of the big formation, yelled loudly, snatched himself up, and hit him with a magic wand.

The end was the same as that of the bald donkey who watched the door... The stick missed, and the guy who broke through the door just walked over in a leisurely manner, but the magic wand was unbelievably missed, and the fat monk also vomited blood. Se sat cross-legged in gray and white and began to suppress his true energy.

There was already a handsome monk standing at the entrance of the main hall, silently, counting beads in his hands, waiting for Bofu quietly.

There are many monks who practice closed mouth meditation, but there is only one bald donkey who has practiced to this point and has become a daily habit, and that is the abbot of this temple, Monk Kong Kong.But Bo Fu had absolutely no interest in wasting time with this silent monk, he just took a step, and the handsome monk immediately rolled into the hall like a gourd, rolled aside and vomited blood.Bo Fu stepped into the main hall, took a look around, and then took out a box from the altar in front of the Buddha, then turned around and walked away.

As soon as he left the gate of the monastery, this guy smashed the box casually, revealing a ruddy jade seal inside, "Ordered by the heavens, longevity is eternal. Is it really the seal of the country, even the supplementary gold has... ...and there are 'mysterious' fluctuations. Really, isn't this one of the leftovers from the upper realm, and it was made into a Chuan Guoxie." Bo Fu picked up the jade seal and looked at it over and over again, and then this guy casually Crushed the jade seal, rubbed his palms together, and the broken jade turned into white ashes, but a small ball of spiritual energy appeared in Bo Fu's palms, "The rules of the world are really... Pure aura is not allowed to exist, and it is about to be forced to disperse by the rules. It’s okay to make it into a treasure... Anyway, just make it into a treasure.” Bo Fu took out a big coin, stuffed the aura into it, and it was done A copper coin baby with no use but a very gentle appearance.

"The only use of this money is probably for the injured Zhu Jiuyang to absorb the aura from it to heal his wounds..." Bo Fu stuffed the money into his pocket and thought to himself.

Then Bofu turned directly into the bustling and prosperous place of Luoyang and began to wander in the market, and it didn't take long for the rumor that there was a fairy teacher named Longyangzi on the treasure ship of the Song Dynasty in the Yangtze River spread all over the world.

"It seems that your asshole is already hungry and thirsty, Zhu Jiuyang... No! It should be called Murong Goose." Bo Fu had already scanned Zhu Jiuyang's heart when they met, and knew that this guy was a time traveler. Here, although he crossed over and became a candle dragon called Zhu Jiuyang, his real name was Murong Goose... "Speaking of which, although the food materials in this world have completely reached the type after the Ming Dynasty, the famous Cantonese dishes ——There is no such thing as Shenjing roast goose........

But Bofu himself soon ran into trouble—one day when he was looking at the mountain scenery in Luoyang City, four old monks appeared and surrounded him.

"Four great Buddhist monks? What do you want from me?" Bo Fu said, grabbing his chin.

"Amitabha, should the benefactor return what he took away from my Buddhist sect?" A benevolent old monk clasped his hands together and said.

"You mean He's Bi? This is not something from your Buddhist school, and if it is rumored that this thing is in your Buddhist school, wouldn't it be a disaster for your family? You should thank me for taking away the troubles of the world for you. You really should offer My portrait is right." Bo Fu said carelessly.

The four old monks were very self-cultivated, and they were not angry at all. On the contrary, "Amitabha, you are so good. What the benefactor said is very true. However, this treasure is also kept by my Buddhist sect, and it will be owned by the current emperor in the future. Please also give the benefactor It is the return."

At the same time, another old monk said: "I don't know who the benefactor is in this world. Please also give me a name. I will be rewarded with good things in the future."

"Hahahaha, I never thought that countless generations of disciples and grandchildren of those two guys would also ask me by my name. Just listen to me. My name is Bofu. Of course you can think it's a fake name. But it's better for you to call me It’s good to call Nanwanggong, Nanwanggong Bofu...hahahaha." Bofu laughed and answered the four monks.

The four monks also knew that the Bo Fu would not be returned, so they did not persuade them any more. After the Buddha's name, one of the old monks slapped the Bo Fu with his palm, while the other three watched from the sidelines.

"It's a bit of morality... Hahahaha." Bofu smiled and walked around to avoid Master Wisdom's palm. That Master Wisdom didn't go all out, otherwise the power of his heart Buddha palm would be enough. One blow determined the gap in Bofu's body movement and covered him under the power of his palm - this was because the wise master thought that Bofu was a great master.

While walking, Bofu hummed a song softly. The singing and the lyrics were full of heroism: "Thousands of rivers and mountains, don't be afraid of the wind and rain. The heroism swallows the wind and thunder, and drinks the frost cup and the snow cup..... Then this guy stood still suddenly, "How's it going?" Have you had a good time? It's my turn! Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

Bo Fu swung his palms together, turned left and right, and as his palms moved around his body, the dust on the ground rose slightly, and a five-clawed dragon appeared in the air, with scales and horns, circling and flying around, giving off endless power.The four great monks were stunned, and then Bofu yelled softly, "Dragon fights in the wild!" The divine dragon burst out with a bang, and bombarded outwards with Bofu as the center, directly covering the four old monks.

At the same time, the four of them used their life's unique skills to meet this fierce move of turning fictitiousness into reality.As a result, the four old monks rolled into a pile, and after the dust cleared, the guy who called himself Nanwang Gong Bofu just left like that.

Soon, the name of the Prince of the South shook the world, and he was called the double master with the South Longyangzi - that Longyangzi was also famous all over the world for being able to create a set of magical skills for this person at a glance...