"Huh!"

After extinguishing the poisonous paper snake, Bai Fu followed the strong vitality that he sensed, and ran quickly through the forest, rubbing between his clothes and the blades of grass, like a large beast walking through the jungle.

After running three miles in the forest following that anger, Bai Fu finally saw the guy who had been secretly using tricks against him. It was a middle-aged man as thin as a bamboo pole, wearing a black robe that was too loose to speak, wearing a star crown, his face was not fierce, and he was not ugly, but his eyes bulged out like fish bubbles, and he didn't look like a ruthless coordination.

"The thief is leaving!" Seeing the main master, Bai Fu shouted, walked in a tiger step, and killed the man with a fierce momentum.

"Sickness!" The middle-aged Taoist didn't see any panic, and casually punched out a purple talisman folded into a triangle, and the talisman flashed, and the light flashed, turning into a fierce tiger that was only as tall as a piece and mixed with green energy.

"Roar!" the tiger roared, the ground trembled, countless birds flew up, and the sky over the woods was black and pressing, shaking off countless bird feathers.

"Purple Fu!" Seeing that the Taoist was using a purple talisman, Bai Fu's eyes condensed slightly, knowing that the other party was also a person in the refining gods, he put away his carelessness, unfolded the wind and thunder fan, and a thigh-thick lightning struck the talem tiger.

"Hey, what a strange magic weapon!" The middle-aged Taoist's bulging eyes saw the wind and thunder fan that suddenly unfolded, and he was shocked.

When the Taoist turned into a sound, he heard a "bang", but Fu Hu was struck by lightning, and the paper was flying.

In the end, it was the purple borrowed talisman to transform into a tiger, not the nondescript things that had been added to the paper before, a lightning bolt did not kill it, and it rushed towards Bai Fu with smoke all over his body.

"Those paper tigers before, not even one-tenth of the power of this Fu Tiger, it seems that this person borrowed the shape of the talisman and the paper-binding technique is not perfect, at most the red talisman with the iron frame to tie the paper, if it is a purple talisman, I am afraid that I will have to struggle if I encounter it!" Bai Fu thought in his heart, but with a wave of the wind and thunder fan in his hand, a wind blade flew out in an arc, directly cutting the tiger talisman at the end of the strong horse into two halves.

"Smack!" Fu Hu dissipated, revealing a purple talisman folded into a triangle, and the purple talisman had traces of fire on it, which split in half and fell to the ground.

"Your strength is not weak!" said the middle-aged Taoist who was also a bamboo pole, but his voice was very magnetic, which was very inconsistent with his appearance.

"You're not bad either!" Bai Fu smiled, revealing a mouthful of good white teeth.

"There will be a period later!" After the middle-aged man teased this sentence, he casually threw out a purple talisman, and between Bai Fuzheng's guard, the purple talisman exploded violently, and the smoke was billowing out, making it invisible.

"Not good!" Bai Fu's heart moved, and he waved off a gust of wind, blowing away the smoke in front of him, and then looked at the original Taoist, who had long since disappeared.

Jumping into the air, looking around, there was not a single ghost, concentrating on the senses, and also detecting the person's qi.

"The Fu Gong faction has a slip of talismans such as breath-holding, stealth, stealth, retreat, and divine walking, whether it is hidden or escaped, it is difficult to find it again. Bai compound the wind and thunder fan, put his hand behind him, hammered his back with the fan bone, and said with an unhappy face.

Falling from the sky, Bai Fu put away the wind and thunder fan, looked around, there was nothing abnormal, shook his head, and walked away with his hands behind his back, secretly saying that this fight was depressed, and he didn't even touch the corner of the main owner's clothes.

Walking deep and shallow through the muddy woodland that had been washed by snow, Bai Fu quickly walked out of the woods. He went to the stream to wash his hands, and after washing off the mud on his clothes and shoes, he looked around, the mountains were high and dense, and there were no people.

"Although there is no hustle and bustle when the tourists are weaving, the scenery is more beautiful and pure, but a person will inevitably feel lonely, and he will not rely on the railing alone......" Thinking back to the past days to Emei to see the people's field, Bai Fuyi Xingshan, no intention to appreciate this lonely mountain scenery, step towards the main peak, ready to go to the golden top to see the sea of clouds, then go to Ningbi Cliff.

"Squeak ......"

Bai Fu walked among the mountains, and suddenly a group of more than a dozen monkeys sprang out. The monkeys were not afraid of him, but stopped him and gave them away.

"Emei monkey?" Bai Fu raised his eyebrows, he couldn't imagine that he could still see these little things in Mount Emei. He habitually touched his backpack before he wanted to go without any snacks, and waved his hand: "Spread out, I didn't bring anything to eat!"

"Squeak ......"

The monkeys squeaked, seeing that Bai Fu didn't give a word, a few monkeys rushed up to grab the bag, Bai Fuzi, who knew that this group of monkeys saluted first and then soldiers, would not let them be presented, waved his sleeves, a few wisps of breeze caressed, and a few monkeys who jumped up fell to the ground.

"These monkeys, with the same virtue as Sun Wukong, first curry favor with the seller, and then beg for things, and steal and rob if they don't give it. Sure enough, it's a relative, not a family, don't enter a family, there is no good thing!" Bai Fu scolded in his heart for a while, shook off this group of annoying monkeys, and went straight to the golden top.

"Huh?" Bai Fu flew for a moment, and when he crossed a delicate hill, he saw four figures in the mountain, and when he stared at it, it was a monk playing on a big stone by a small stream, and there were handsome little Taoist boys and little novices standing on the side.

"It's rare to meet a living person, go down to say hello, see if it's a great power in the future, mix a familiar face first!" Bai Fu's heart moved, the wind fell, fell ten meters upstream from the monk's road, and stood on a large oval bluestone.

A monk was still fighting on the chessboard, he didn't notice Bai Fu's arrival at all, he didn't bother, the wind and thunder fan slid into his hand, opened silently, shook gently, and the elegance of the deep mountain game under the vassal monk's road.

Bai Fuxin was not on the chessboard, he glanced at it casually, and saw that there were only fifty or sixty chess pieces on the chessboard, half black and half white, indicating that the two had not made a few moves, and it was still too early to distinguish the winner.

A monk played very slowly, and if there was no one around, Bai Fu secretly wondered if the two people who were playing chess were straw bags like Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao in the Fengshen or the real immortals who had the ability to watch the chess rotten Ke Li?

Seeing that the two goods were really slow, Bai Fu, who didn't like to play chess, felt bored, sat down on the stone, looked at the small fish swimming freely in the stream, silver-bearded, silver-tailed and silver-eyed, and secretly said that this wild fish is very delicious, and I will have to catch a few to taste it later.

After watching the fish in the middle of the stream, Bai Fu went to watch the chess game again, after a while, the two of them hadn't even made a move, and the secret path was at this speed, and after a game, Ke might not be rotten, and the daylily was definitely cold.

Chong was waving to his little novice and signaling him to come over, but he glanced up at him, looking down at the chess game without the slightest change, his expression was very focused.

"Your sister!" Bai Fu scolded secretly in his heart, as soon as the wind and thunder fan was collected, he went to pick up some firewood nearby, caught two fat and strong silver-whiskered fish, removed the scales, disemboweled, and then strung them on the branches of the tree to make a fire to roast the fish.

The game on the side of the deep mountain stream is like the mountains and rivers in the Boyazi period, Daya, Bai Fu thought that he watched the chess and grilled the fish without saying a word, and it could be regarded as burning the qin and cooking the crane, well, burning the qin and cooking the crane, there is style!