Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

Everyone standing in the inner hall watched the young man leave the yard, suddenly like a dream, now Chen Jiamu understood the meaning of Zhuo Bufan's sentence "Thirty years of people's cattle and horses, sixty years of Buddhas, dragons and elephants, don't bully the young man into poverty'.

Jinling Young King.

Seventeen-year-old Feng Major General!

This kind of achievement can't be compared even if everyone in the place puts it together. It seems that Li Baihe and he thought the same. They looked at each other, and then set their eyes on their daughter Chen Qingai. What's left.

Seeing that Zhuo Bufan left, everyone in the Wang family breathed a sigh of relief. It is obvious that Zhuo Bufan no longer regards the Wang family as his opponent, otherwise the Wang family will not escape this catastrophe.

Shangguan Liuyun smiled, "The leader is wise. With Zhuo Bufan's strength, let's take the position of major general first. In the future, he can make meritorious service and convince the people in the army."

For half a month, Zhuo Bufan hid in the villa and never went out.

As for Chu Tian and others who came to visit for a week, they didn't even go to the door. The psychedelic formation outside the villa was impossible for people who didn't know how to enter.

"Wealth and honor are like floating clouds to me, only longevity lives in my heart." Standing on the balcony of the villa, Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said while looking at the aura like smoke.

In the past half a month, he has already consolidated his strength in the foundation building stage. Even if he meets the person behind the person who sent someone to grab the top last time, Zhuo Bufan is confident to kill him, but in the past half month, the other party seems to be no action.

Shaking his head, Zhuo Bufan didn't think about it, he glanced at the faintly visible villa in Shaohua Lake, Ye Ziqin didn't contact him again for half a month.

"According to the time, the school has already started, it seems that I have to go to the school to report." Zhuo Bufan muttered to himself, and suddenly the phone rang.

It was my mother calling.

"Xiaofan, school has already started, have you gone to school yet?" Zhou Biyu said with a trace of complaint in his voice, "You have a wife and forgot your mother, and you came back to play for a few days last time, and you don't know where to go when school starts. Come back once."

"Mom, I'm busy recently. I'll definitely come back to see you when I'm free. Don't be angry, or your son will feel guilty." Zhuo Bufan said with a smile. He also wanted to accompany his mother to make up for the past three hundred years. It's a pity, it's a pity that the journey of cultivating immortals is sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, and he also wants to cultivate to a higher level, so maybe his mother can live for decades longer.

Zhou Biyu said cheerfully: "Okay, okay, I know you've grown up, you have your own affairs, take care of yourself outside, don't worry about mom, you know? If you don't have enough money, just ask."

"Got it, mom, I still have money, don't worry." Zhuo Bufan nodded, and his mom gave some more instructions before hanging up the phone.

Last time in Zhongzhou, Zhou Baxiang transferred 1 billion to his bank card. He bought a lot of medicinal materials and almost consumed them. He put all the remaining money into Tianmei Company, leaving only a little money for living expenses. With his current strength, if he wants money, he can get it at his fingertips, but it's just something outside of him.

What's more, with his current cultivation base, the most important thing is to hone his Dao heart and understand life. Simply relying on pills to improve his skills has little effect, unless he can get real spiritual grass, which is a pity that this kind of spiritual grass on earth Existence is rare, where is it so easy to get.

Zhuo Bufan did not apply for the top universities such as Tsinghua University and Yanda University this time, but for the Highland Barley University in Zhejiang Province, which is one of the top ten universities in Longguo. go home.

"I will go to Zhejiang University to report tomorrow." Zhuo Bufan murmured to himself. He still has a regret in his heart that he did not go to college in his previous life. When he comes back to this life, he must walk a complete life step by step, otherwise his heart will be in trouble. remove.

Zhuo Bufan, who calmed down during this period, also thought about many problems. He practiced bravely and diligently in his previous life, but he left behind many regrets under the earth and became demons. He was usually unaware, but these demons suddenly appeared during the tribulation, disturbing Dao Xin, who has never transformed into a mortal, how to cultivate the way of immortality.

After tidying up his things, Zhuo Bufan did not intend to remove the spirit gathering formation in the villa, but instead set up a formation to transfer all the spiritual energy in the villa to the villa where Ye Ziqin lives. Now his cultivation base only depends on absorbing these Lingwu can't improve much, it's better to stay and help suppress the coldness in Ye Ziqin's body.

Having booked the air ticket for tomorrow morning, Zhuo Bufan didn't practice tonight, but lay on the bed and prepared to have a solid sleep.

Unknowingly, Zhuo Bufan suddenly opened his eyes, in front of him was a vast expanse of whiteness, like thick fog in winter, when a sudden gust of wind came, the thick fog gradually dispersed, and there was actually a green bamboo forest all around.

The wind blows the layers of thin bamboo leaves, these beads are beautiful and straight, suddenly out of the bamboo forest, a gorgeous woman wearing a red neon dress and holding her hair on the sideburns, her gestures are full of styles, and her eyes are breathtaking. There are thousands of styles in the eyes.

She was so far away that people couldn't see her clearly, but after taking two or three lotus steps, she was already in front of Zhuo Bufan, waving her long sleeves, squinting her eyes and bringing her nose to Zhuo Bufan's neck After sniffing for a while, an intoxicating musk and orchid fragrance entered Zhuo Bufan's nostrils.

The woman kept stroking Zhuo Bufan's face with her long sleeves. Any man would probably be confused by such a woman, but Zhuo Bufan's eyes were still clear.

"Young master." The woman suddenly stood behind Zhuo Bufan, and a voice that was as light as spring water sounded: "Young master is stuck in place like a log. Could it be that the little girl has no charm at all?"

When she spoke, the woman's tone contained a touch of sadness and disappointment. If any normal man heard it, he would probably have a desire to protect her.

"Who are you?" Zhuo Bufan said indifferently, unmoved.

Suddenly, the woman's feet were blown by the wind, and she floated backwards. She was already about ten meters away from Zhuo Bufan. With a wave of her red sleeve, a guzheng appeared on the spot. Next to it was a thin-necked white porcelain vase with a cuckoo stuck in it. The fragrant white silk.

The woman sat on the ground, her slender fingers plucked the strings with the sound of the wind and bamboo, and a sound of the piano scattered in all directions, melodious and long, like a mountain stream hitting a cobblestone, or like a breeze blowing a bamboo forest, rustling, but with a few degree of sorrow.

Zhuo Bufan had learned some rhythms, so he couldn't help closing his eyes and listening carefully, but nodded.

Suddenly, the sound of the zither became like a gust of wind and rain, like heavy rain and howling wind, the woman raised her head, and with the fiddle of her fingers, several invisible rhymes turned into blades and flew towards Zhuo Bufan's body quickly.

"It's a pity that this beautiful piano sound wasted this quiet mood." Zhuo Bufan opened his eyes fiercely, and with a wave of his hand, the powerful blade suddenly froze in mid-air, and finally collapsed and dissipated like smoke.