Bo Fu completely ignored the axe punch in his back, just walked unhurriedly, and the blow that he thought he must hit fell into the air, and the feeling of being empty made the monk completely angry, and the whole person fell to the ground for a long time without recovering his breath. He just couldn't figure out how the thief who broke through the door managed to avoid his punch.........

Bo Fu was not interested in caring about the mood of the monk behind him - this kind of scum that was not even dust, if he could really get a little attention from Bo Fu, it was estimated that he would already be a super master of the broken void in this world.

However, many monks suddenly poured out of the square in front of him, among which was a strong fat monk with a hideous face, and at first glance he was a bandit wearing a robe and shaving his head and pretending to be.

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

"It seems that these monks can really make money! Look at the whole body of that big hall is made of copper. Even if they are basically hollow copper pillars, I am afraid that they will require at least thousands of tons of copper. It's no wonder that the place where the bald donkey sect leader of their Western Sect lives is originally full of gold, silver and jewelry, which is also a matter of wisdom. Bo Fu looked at the golden hall at the back of the square and said.

The momentum of the Arhat array kept rising, but Bo Fu stepped down, and suddenly the sound of footsteps hit the gap where they increased their momentum. The momentum of this group of monks was frustrated, and when they ascended again, Bo Fu's footsteps were in the space when their skills resonated with each step. As Bo Fu approached step by step, those monks began to stagger, and the guys who lacked skill were already red, and they almost wanted to vomit blood.

Just when Bo Fu walked in front of the first monk, the entire Arhat array collapsed with a "bang", and most of the monks were snorting their luck to suppress the true qi that was running around, only the tall fat bald donkey who seemed to be the host of the big array shouted, and snatched his body to the head is a magic wand to knock down.

The end is the same as the bald donkey guarding the door....... the stick is empty, and the guy who broke through the door walks over like this, but the wand is incredibly empty, and the fat monk also spits blood, and sits cross-legged with a pale face and begins to suppress the true qi.

There was already a handsome monk standing at the door of the main hall, silent, counting the rosary in his hand, quietly waiting for Bo Fu.

There are many monks who practice closed-mouth meditation, but there is only one bald donkey who has cultivated to this point and has become a habit of daily life, and that is the abbot of this temple, Monk Kong. However, Bo Fu had no interest in delaying time with this closed-mouthed monk at all, he took a step casually, and the handsome monk immediately rolled into the main hall like a gourd rolling on the ground, rolled to the side and vomited blood. Bo Fu stepped into the main hall, looked around, and then took out a box from the offering table in front of the Buddha, and then turned around and walked away.

As soon as he walked out of the temple gate, this guy casually crushed the box, revealing a milky white jade seal inside, "Ordered by the sky, both longevity and eternal prosperity." Is it really a national seal, and even the gold that fills the horns has ...... And there are 'mysterious' fluctuations. Really, isn't this one of the leftovers left in the upper realm, and it is also made into a national seal. Bo Fu picked up the jade seal and looked at it over and over again, and then this guy crushed the jade seal casually, rubbed his palms, and the broken jade suddenly turned into white ash and scattered, but a small aura ball appeared in Bo Fu's palms, "The rules of heaven and earth are really ......... The simple aura is not allowed to exist, and it is about to be forcibly dispersed by the rules. It doesn't hurt to make it a treasure...... Let's make it a treasure. Bo Fu took out a large coin, stuffed the aura into it, and completed a useless copper coin baby with a very gentle appearance.

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

Next, Bo Fu turned directly into the bustling and prosperous place of Luoyang and began to mingle in the market, and it didn't take long for the rumors about an immortal master named Long Yangzi on the Yangtze River Song Valve Treasure Ship to spread all over the world.

"Looks like your asshole is getting horny, Candle Jiuyang...... No, it should be called Murong Goose. "Bo Fu has already swept through Candle Jiuyang's heart when they met, and Zhilu Dao This product is crossed, although it has crossed into a candle dragon called Candle Jiuyang, but in fact, his real name is Murong Goose...... "Speaking of which, although this world has completely reached the type after the Ming Dynasty in terms of edible materials, there is no such thing as a famous Cantonese dish - Shenjing roast goose......

However, Bo Fu himself soon ran into trouble - on this day, he was outside the mountain scenery of Luoyang City, and four old monks appeared and surrounded him.

"The Four Great Saints of Buddhism, what are you looking for me?" Bo Fu said, grabbing his chin.

"Amitabha, the things that the donor took from my Buddha Gate should also be returned, right?" said a kind old monk Heshi.

"You mean He's Bi? This is not your Buddha's thing, and if it is rumored that this thing is in your Buddha's door, wouldn't it be a disaster to destroy the door? You should thank me for taking away the troubles of the world for you. Indeed, you ought to offer my image. Bo Fu said with a big grin.

The four old monks were very well cultivated, and they didn't move at all, but "Amitabha, good and good." What the benefactor said was very true. However, this treasure is also kept by my Buddhist sect, and it will be owned by the Son of Heaven in the future. Please also ask the donor to return it. ”

At the same time, another old monk said: "I don't know which master in the world is the benefactor, please give me a name, my Buddhism will have good rewards in the future." ”

"Ha Lu Ha I never thought that now the two guys don't know how many generations of disciples and grandchildren have also asked me for my name. Listen, my name is Bo Fu, and of course you can think it's a pseudonym. But it's better for you to call me the prince of the south, the prince of the south is the prince of the south, and the prince of the south is .......... hahaha Bo Fu Da Lu replied to the four monks with a smile.

These four monks also knew that the Dao Bo Fu would not be returned, and they did not persuade them again, after a Buddha call, one of the old monks slapped the Bo Fu with a palm, and the other three watched on the wall.

"It's a bit of a river and lake morality.......... ha Bo Fu laughed as he casually wandered around to avoid the wisdom master's palm, and the wisdom master did not go all out, otherwise the power of his heart Buddha divine palm was enough to calculate the gap between Bo Fu's body and envelop him in the palm power with one blow - this was because the wisdom master thought that Bo Fu was a great master.

As he walked, Bo Fu hummed a song softly, and the song and lyrics had a sky-high pride: "Thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains are vertical and horizontal, and you are not afraid of the wind and rain." Arrogantly, he drank the frost cup and snow cup...... "Let this guy stand still suddenly, "How about it, have you had a good time, right? It's my turn! Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending!"

Bo Fu's palms were wrong, turning left and right, as his palms moved around his body, the dust on the ground was slightly raised, and a five-clawed divine dragon actually appeared in the air, with scales and horns, circling and flying, giving birth to endless power. The four great monks were dumbfounded, and then Bo Fu screamed softly, "The dragon fights in the wild!" The divine dragon's energy exploded violently, and bombarded outward with Bo Fu as the center of the circle, directly enveloping all the four old monks.

At the same time, the four of them did their best to meet this fierce move to turn fiction into reality. As a result, the four old monks rolled into a pile, and after the dust cleared, the guy who called himself Nanwang Bofu walked away like this.

Soon, the name of the prince of the south was powerful in the world, and it was called a double masterpiece with the southern dragon Yangzi - that Long Yangzi was also famous for creating a set of magic skills for this person at a glance............

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