Bai Suzhen entered the underworld for the second time and went to take the soul again to rescue Xu Xian. And Bo Fu is enjoying the boundless wind and moon in Hangzhou at the moment, but the demon qi induction can easily know that this white lady has gone to the underworld again. "This little snake spirit really doesn't know how thick the sky is. It's not that such a big demon can run rampant, and again and again forcibly snatch the soul back to the sun, no matter how hard your background is, after all, it is not your own ability, sooner or later one day you will suffer from this. Don't care about her, just take it home and warm the bed when the time comes! Now let's eat wine and prostitute first. ”

Sure enough, not long after, Bai Suzhen brought back another soul, and the dead came back to life. Xu Xian's name is unique for a while, and the whole Hangzhou is called "miracle doctor". However, a few days later, doctors from all walks of life in the Three Emperors Association publicly recommended Xu Xian to be the head of the meeting - the one who is not afraid of the resurrection of the dead?

Xu Xian was in high spirits, this white lady had obviously been lost by the red dust and lost the nature of the way she cultivated. If she simply cultivates the way of monsters, the trouble is that what she cultivates is the way of purity and inaction, or she has received a lot of guidance from a certain female Bodhisattva of the South China Sea...... Since she violated her own cultivation path, there was naturally a danger that her skills would begin to decline, but the white lady was already fascinated, and she didn't feel that this time she was still doing Xu Xian's "virtuous help".

"Very good! The next thing is to come with all kinds of disasters and five disasters. Bo Fu thought coldly. At the moment, Bo Fu is very busy, he is playing around, and now he is in the world's first prosperous place - Bianjing, at this moment is the reign of Renzong, the world has been peaceful for a long time, and Tokyo is extremely luxurious.

"Oh, there really is a Yang family in Tianbo Mansion? Oh, it's really eight sons, and eight sisters and nine sisters! But now there are only a group of widows? Alas, it's a few years late! Otherwise, you can see the real Yang family generals. However, there are really not many monsters in this world, as if the kind of miscellaneous monsters in Journey to the West can be called big demons, isn't Lao Tzu the saint among demons? However, the monsters who are really a little bit interesting don't seem to be in the territory of the Great Song Dynasty......" Bo Fu looked at the door plaque of "Tianbo Mansion" in surprise and muttered. "Okay, now I'm going to see if there are any Eight Sages King and Bao Heizi? However, I remember that there is no Bao Zheng in the Netherworld?

The mansions of Kaifeng Mansion and famous generals and ministers have their own majestic atmosphere, and ordinary monsters or ghosts will naturally scatter when they see it, and lose their whole body cultivation, but Bo Fu regards it as nothing, and hides in a grand way to look around, "Oh, oh, oh! There are really dragon heads, tiger heads, and dog heads! So I don't know if there are any royal cats and five rats? Bao Heizi has already seen it, he is really not Uncle Hei, right? I don't know that the yellow people in Lu Dao can be so black." ”

Bo Fu went out of Kaifeng Mansion and directly entered Tianbo Mansion. Tianbo Mansion is a family of Jiangmen, and it has its own murderous aura. However, that murderous aura was just a mixture of the evil aura of commanding the army and the murderous aura of killing thousands of people, and it was completely unsightly compared to the murderous aura of killing millions on Bo Fu's body. Bo Fu is not invisible, and appears directly in the martial arts arena. At this moment, it was nearly noon, the morning exercise had ended, and the martial arts arena was now empty. "I haven't played in a while, so it's okay to play with these eighteen weapons. It's a pity that all iron is cast, and if you have a little strength, it will be broken......" He played with eighteen kinds of weapons one by one on the school field, and he didn't care about it at all, and all kinds of tricks and tricks were displayed one by one. Bo Fu has experienced more than a thousand battles, although he is used to using halberds and swords on weekdays, but this martial art is the same as spells, for Bo Fu is one law and ten thousand methods - his own fundamental cultivation method is the five-color divine light that can be used by all methods.

Once the martial arts were performed, they unconsciously alarmed the people in the Tianbo Mansion, and Bo Fu didn't care that the master's family was alarmed, "Isn't this martial arts arena set up for martial arts training? "Most of the widows of the Yang family are people in the battle formation, and they are skilled in martial arts, and now they are shocked to hear that there are outsiders who are dancing with eighteen kinds of weapons in the martial arts arena at home, and they have come to see it.

"This man is strong in martial arts! Look at him dancing with a big knife, and it really looks like a mess of bad silver!" Among the widows, many of them used knives, and when they saw Bo Fu practicing their sword skills at the moment, they were naturally dazzled.

"Long knives, short knives, big knives, simple knives, glaive knives!

At this time, Bo Fu has thrown the big knife in his hand, just landed on the weapon rack, and the momentum of the fall just popped out the halberd on the side, Bo Fu stepped out, stretched out his hand and grabbed the tail of the halberd, and shook out a flower with his hand.

"Okay!! The people of Tianbo Mansion now completely put aside the question of who is going to come, and first admired this person to practice martial arts one by one, and some generals simply called out.

Bo Fu long weapon is the best at painting halberds, in the past, a ghost halberd killed all over the eight poles of the wilderness, it is the world's first-class halberd method, stab, cut, cut, hook, lock, peck, block, smash, the eight laws are really murderous, no one dares to step into the martial arts arena. Bo Fu Wu got sexual, and he broke his drink, and the halberd in his hand was broken into several sections, but fortunately, he was able to control his demonic energy, so as not to cause countless deaths and injuries in the whole city. Bo Fu withdrew his hand and stood quietly in the martial arts arena, without a drop of sweat on his head, and when he turned his head to look, he saw that everyone in the Yang family was surrounding the martial arts arena and looked at him.

"Oh, sorry, I went the wrong way. Bo Fu said a completely insincere lie, "Can you ask for a glass of water?"

"Where are the strong men? Such martial arts should contribute to the country. An old lady kindly ordered the maid to bring a bowl of water, and then said to Bo Fu.

"It's Taijun, right? Ha Lu haha, a certain family is not here, the will is not here, hahaha. After speaking, Bo Fu drank the water in the bowl in one gulp, "I'm really sorry to break the handle of your halberd." If I didn't bring any money today, I will definitely compensate you next time. If you need it urgently, go to the Bianjing City to find me. And when he had finished speaking, he slipped away, and the widow could not stop him, and the house would not be able to stop him......

Bo Fu enjoyed Tokyo Menghualu in Bianjing, and the White Lady finally caused a big disaster. She stole the elixir again and again, seduced the soul and made things bigger, once or twice easy to say, three or four times people did not dare to hide from their superiors, so they naturally had to report to their superiors. There are rules between heaven and earth, and since they are clarified, there will be days to retribution.

On this day, a dervishes monk came to Jinshan Temple in Zhenjiang, holding a black bowl in one hand, holding a convenient staff in the other, and wearing a black robe with a collar and shoulders. This monk looks like he is only thirty years old, and after entering the temple, he saw the monk and then made a salute: "Amitabha, the poor monk Fahai, ask for an order in your temple." ”