It is said that the soul of a person who is bitten to death by a tiger is not allowed to enter the reincarnation and becomes a ghost for the tiger to drive, and only by helping the tiger harm another person can he be liberated.

"This tiger demon is unusual, ordinary tiger demons bite people who don't turn into ghosts!" Bai Fu thought in his heart while wrestling with the tiger demon and its ghosts.

With the ghost on the side to contain him, coupled with the ability to resist the wind, the black tiger gradually gained the upper hand, forcing Bai Fu, who was holding the blue blood sword, to be in a hurry.

When Bai Fu was thinking, he was a little distracted, and was immediately caught by the black tiger and grabbed it on his back. With a "snort", the black tiger tore through his white clothes, and its claws that flashed cold light pierced into his snow-like skin.

When the clothes were torn, Bai Fu sensed it, rushed forward at great speed, and at the same time swung his sword backwards without looking back, and finally forced the black tiger to retreat and avoid the fate of being taken out of the heart by the black tiger. However, although he dodged in time, he was still grabbed by the tiger's claws, and five blood marks appeared on his back, although they were not deep, they were hot and painful.

"Hmph!" Bai Fu snorted coldly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

After suffering such a loss, Bai Fu no longer dared to be distracted, and the blue blood sword danced out of a sword curtain one after another, protecting himself tightly.

"This tiger demon is fast, I can't control it for the time being, let's kill the ghost first, and break its minions!" Bai Fu's eyes flashed with murderous aura, and when the black tiger flashed by his side once, he suddenly pounced on the ghost.

This ghost is not easy to get along with, it is the god of man, and his intelligence is not low. I had been wandering and fighting before, just containing, and when I saw Bai Fu's fierce and vicious slaughter, I immediately retreated, passing through a big pine tree, and when Bai Fu went around the pine tree, how could I still see a ghost.

"Hmph!" Seeing that the ghost was lost, Bai Fu snorted coldly, his body circled around the tree for half a circle, and then stabbed violently, startling the black tiger chasing behind him.

With a slight twitch of his nose, he immediately probed the location of the yin qi, and Bai Fu quietly swirled around with the black tiger as he moved towards the ghost's hideout with his back.

"Poof......

Just as he was fighting with the fierce tiger, Bai Fu suddenly turned the head of his sword, and the blue blood sword spewing sword qi suddenly flew out and stabbed into an old pine tree a zhang away behind him.

"Ahh

After Bai Fu fought with the black tiger with his bare hands, he flew back with his strength, pulled out the blue blood sword, swept forward, and frightened the rushing black tiger back, and then walked with the sword and drove up.

The ghost has been ambushed, and he can let go of his fists and feet to deal with the tiger demon.

The "roaring ......" ghost was destroyed, and the black tiger roared and retreated violently. It is also a demon with wisdom, knowing the trade-offs, Bai Fu is holding a blue blood sword, and if he suffers a beating, he will be seriously injured, and he will lose more and win less, so he decisively gave up Bai Fu's delicious little fresh meat.

"I want to run!" Seeing that the tiger was about to escape, how could Bai Fu agree, frantically urging the true qi in his body, and turned into a white light and chased after him.

The two-legged one can't outrun the four-legged one after all. After chasing out of the pine forest, the black tiger's speed suddenly accelerated, and the four hooves stepped on it in succession, and soon threw Bai Fu away and entered the vast mountains.

"Hmph!" couldn't catch up, Bai Fu snorted coldly and stopped.

Carrying the sword behind his back, looking at the direction of the black tiger's departure, Bai Fu secretly said that when he returned from his studies, he would definitely come to settle accounts with this beast.

Returning to the pine forest, he took out the gold sore medicine in his luggage, rubbed it on his back, Bai Fu sacrificed the sword again, and after finishing it, he recuperated for a while with the true temperature, and began the compulsory homework to refine qi.

The black tiger should have known that he couldn't take Bai Fu's little fresh meat, so he didn't come to harass him again, and there was nothing wrong all night, and Bai Fu sat under the big pine tree all night.

Re-on the road, walked for more than half a year, summer back to the world, Bai Fu's eyes appeared a very beautiful mountain, the mountains are lush and green, flowers and plants are flourishing, there are cranes soaring, like a blessed land of immortals, I can't help but secretly say: "I broke up with the second sister Mao for six or seven months, and in less than a day, the white dragon horse of Huangfengling passed eight hundred miles from Gao Laozhuang to Futu Mountain for a month, I traveled one hundred and fifty miles a day, I should go to Futu Mountain, right?"

Thinking so, Bai Fu looked towards the mountain with great eyesight, and saw that there were green pines and cypresses in the south of the mountain, green willows and red peaches in the north of the mountain, and many strange flowers and plants in the mountain, rare birds and beasts. In front of the fragrant cypress tree in Shannan, there was a very rough huge grass nest, and red light was shining out from it, and many birds and beasts gathered on the side.

With such a scene, Bai Fu immediately determined that he had indeed arrived at Futu Mountain.

"The speed of the white dragon horse should be a thousand miles a day, although Tang Seng has encountered a lot of disasters, but the delay time is less than a year. Tang Seng took 14 years to learn the scriptures, 13 years to 13 years, 13 years, every day to travel thousands of miles to the west...... "Thinking of the speed of the white dragon horse, Bai Fu felt that something was wrong, broke his fingers and calculated, and found that from the Eagle Sorrow Stream to Lingshan, the distance is more than 4 million miles, which is more than 108,000 miles greater than Guanyin said Chang'an to Lingshan.

"Uh......" Bai Fu was stunned and speechless, feeling that the gods and Buddhas loved to deceive people the most. Guanyin said that the journey from Chang'an to Lingshan was 108,000 miles, and Tang Seng was deceived into riding a white dragon horse that traveled thousands of miles a day for more than 10 years......

"The gods and Buddhas don't deceive people, who will believe in them and contribute the power of incense to them?" Bai Fu sighed, stepped up the mountain, and prepared to meet Zen Master Wuchao, first brushing down the sense of existence.

Walking all the way to the black nest, walking and walking, Bai Fu suddenly found that the black nest dissipated like a mirror, and looked around blankly, only to find that he had unconsciously walked to the western foot of Shanxi.

"Formation!" Bai Fu's heart moved, the great power is to cultivate with peace of mind, the dojo generally has a formation prohibition, to prevent mortals from accidentally breaking into harassment, and to prevent the enemy from sneaking attacks, he is not Tang Seng, Wuchao Zen Master will let go of the mountain protection array and let him go up.

"It's a pity that I can't bear to have three thousand troubles on my head, and I can't break my love and desire, and the four are empty, otherwise I will follow Xuandu now and kneel down at the foot of the mountain to beg for inclusion. Bai Fu sighed, bowed to the ugly crow's nest halfway up the mountainside, and then headed west to resist the wind.

Crows don't know how to make nests, although the Zen master of the nest is a god-level crow, and the materials used to build the bird's nest are all fairy grass branches, but the nest that is built still looks like a firewood and grass nest. After Bai Fu bowed and left, a bald head poked out of the black nest, and a handsome monk with a handsome robe and immeasurable glory appeared.

Wuchao Zen Master stood in the nest, his eyes as deep as the starry sky looked west, and landed on Bai Fu, who was going away from the wind.

"It's strange that such a weak guy worshipped me, and it made me feel that it was not an extraordinary achievement, and look at his fate. Wuchao Zen Master frowned and muttered, his eyes suddenly turned golden, but he used the eyes of heaven.

As soon as the eyes of the sky opened, Zen Master Wuchao saw through Bai Fu's body at a glance, and found that it was just a white flower snake with a body length of less than five feet, and the blood of the snake in his body was so weak that he could hardly see it. Well, a very ordinary snake demon.

Zen Master Wuchao moved his gaze upward, looked at the top of Bai Fu's head, and saw a pillar of red light hanging above his head, with a wisp of black qi mixed in it, looming.

"The luck is only the red luck of the immortals, and it is not particularly vigorous, and the black qi is hidden, indicating that there is a death calamity, but it is just looming, what does it mean that it comes and goes, is there or not?"

"Interesting little guy!" After the Wuchao Zen Master smiled, he sat back in the Wuchao and continued to cultivate, for him, a snake demon in the Qi Refining Realm was not worth wasting his cultivation time at all.

To be continued......