Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

In the backyard of the villa, Zhuo Bufan pinched the seal with both hands, and shot out several golden flames, which burned into a golden fire lotus in the void.

Immediately, he threw the purple bluestone into the golden fire lotus, and kept spitting out complex and obscure syllables. Each syllable transformed into a tadpole-like rune in the air, like a star in the sky.

After uttering a full hundred and eight tadpole words, Zhuo Bufan stopped and opened his pupils, shooting out two rays of light.

"My lord, what are you doing?" Shi Jiancong stepped on the fallen leaves in the courtyard, came to the backyard with a teacup, and looked at this scene in amazement.

Zhuo Bufan took the teacup in her hand, took a sip, and said with a faint smile: "This is the purple blue stone I found in Su country, it is an excellent material for refining magic weapons, I am going to refine a I will give you the flying sword, and pass on my orthodoxy, Hualianhua swordsmanship, by the way."

Once Zhuo Bufan became the Nine Profound Immortal Venerable, when he stepped into the transformation of the gods and the Tao, in the Nine Heavens Profound Land, he occasionally glanced at the lotus blossoms in the fairy world, and suddenly realized that he created various magic arts and secret techniques, among which the Hualian flower sword technique is one of them. The number one swordsmanship in killing.

"If you can master my swordsmanship, you can take the head of the enemy thousands of miles away. If you can reach the cultivation base of the Dao stage, and your spiritual consciousness will spread all over the earth, no matter where the enemy is hiding, as soon as the flying sword comes out, you will be gone." The blood does not return to the sheath."

"So powerful?" Shi Jian's small face showed a trace of excitement, and he pursed his lips and said, "My lord, it's because Shi Jian doesn't study hard at ordinary times, otherwise I can help you when you are in danger, and there will be no troubles." Now."

"Okay, don't blame yourself. With your aptitude, you can step into such a realm in a short period of time. You are already a girl of the sky. You may not have the opportunity to follow me in the future."

"Enen, I must follow you for the rest of my life, no matter where the world is, where the sea is dry and rocks are dead, I must follow you." Shi Jian Jianshui's eyes were full of splendor.

The corner of Zhuo Bufan's mouth curled up slightly, and he rubbed her head, "Okay, I'll accept you as my closed disciple."

"Thank you, master." Shi Jian said, knelt on the ground, and bowed three times and bowed nine times.

Zhuo Bufan accepted it calmly, since he was willing to accept Shi Jian as his disciple, he must pass on her supreme orthodoxy, and the etiquette and music cannot be broken.

After doing this, Zhuo Bufan stared at the burning flames in the void again. If he hadn't absorbed the fire of the earth veins in the desert, and the aura of the fire system had increased a bit, I'm afraid it would not be so easy to refine the purple cyan stone. He had to find the fire of the earth veins And a good cauldron will do.

But now his flame has turned into a golden and white color, burning everything, and using the spell as a tripod, all he needs to do is imprint the shape of the sword in his spiritual consciousness on it.

Shi Jian opened his beautiful eyes and stood quietly by the side, watching the purple and blue stones in the flames being melted into a stream of water, continuously intertwined and gathered together, slowly condensing into a ball, and then slowly solidifying into one The handle is about two feet long and the width is about two fingers wide.

"Come out." Zhuo Bufan patted the space stop, and suddenly a cloud of black mist shot up into the sky, wanting to fly to the distance.

"You still want to leave?" Zhuo Bufan sneered, stretched out his hand and grabbed the black mist back into his hand, the thunderbolt in his hand trapped the black mist, and the black mist wanted to rush out, when it hit the lightning and emitted a stream of black smoke , crying out in pain.

This cloud of black mist is the soul of Zhuo Bufan who killed the black-scaled hungry wolf. At that time, it was imprisoned in the space ring. It was originally intended to be used as the weapon spirit of the Dragon Snake Bow, but the Dragon Snake Bow was destroyed and was not used.

However, refining the Ziqing sword this time will come in handy. All magical artifacts need an artifact soul, which can not only improve the properties of the treasure, but also cultivate the spirituality of the magical artifact.

Zhuo Bufan casually erased the memory of the hungry wolf with black scales, signed the oath soul contract, and immediately entered the Ziqing sword.

After a while, the flames in the void dissipated, and a sword exuding purple and green light was suspended in the air. The two-foot-long hilt was engraved with dozens of curse-casting god patterns, and it let out a pleasant Qingming, It seems to be celebrating his own birth.

"It's so beautiful." Shi Jian said happily with his beautiful eyes open, showing excitement.

Zhuo Bufan pinched Fa Jue with both hands, and immediately the Ziqing sword emitted a halo, which turned into a string of purple and blue intersecting bracelet bells and fell into his hand.

"My lord, how did it become like this?" Shi Jian asked with wide-eyed eyes.

Zhuo Bufan said indifferently: "If you go out with a sword on your back, I'm afraid the police will easily bother you. You carry this string of bracelets and bells on your hand. When you need it in your heart, just think silently about the sword and it will appear."

Saying that, Zhuo Bufan took out a drop of blood essence from Shi Jian's body and poured it into the bell.

Shi Jian also had a feeling in the dark, as if he and Ling Dang were one in mind, as long as she moved her mind, she could summon the Ziqing sword.

"Thank you master... Young Master." Shi Jian said with a blushing face, "Can I still call you Young Master in the future?"

"It's up to you." Zhuo Bufan said, putting the bell in his hand and said: "The shape is a bell, which means a sword, sharp enough to cut iron like mud, soft enough to wrap around a finger ring; Efforts to prove the way, a thousand hands, a thousand hearts, a thousand shadows and swords, one person, one journey, one world.

"Yeah." Shi Jian nodded vigorously like a chicken pecking at rice.

Zhuo Bufan put his hands behind his back, and two cold lights shot out from his pupils, "Admiral of the Nine Gates and Nie Chengrong are waiting for me in the villa. I want to let those enemies who dare to hurt my friends and family know that the king is back!"

Shi Jian put on the bell, shook the wrist of Baishuang Saixue, and made a light and crisp sound, and then the purple light shone, and a sword appeared in her hand, and she thought again, and the sword turned into a bell again.

In the lobby of the villa, Admiral Nine Gates, Nie Fengrong, Zhong Shousong and others sat on wooden chairs with dejected expressions.

Seeing a long-haired, black-haired, black-eyed boy in a suit come out from the backyard, the three of them stood up at the same time and said in unison: "Mr. Zhuo."

"Okay, let's all sit down." Zhuo Bufan said indifferently with an indifferent expression, and immediately sat down in the first place, frowning: "Why don't people from the Chu family come to see me?"

"Mr. Zhuo, Chu Jiaoyong of the Chu family came back, and with the power of the Ruan family, he forced Chu Feiyun to abdicate. Now Chu Feiyun is devastated." The admiral of the nine gates said with a sigh.

Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly, looking at Nie Chengrong, Admiral of Nine Gates, and Zhong Shousong, it seemed that these three months had been very difficult. If Admiral Nine Gates was not a martial arts master with deep roots in Xuzhou, even Shi Jian would have been killed by others. to kill.

"Okay, okay, what a Ruan family, I'm back, let them prepare to bear my wrath." Zhuo Bufan looked solemn, exuding a powerful coercion from his whole body.

Even the admiral of the Nine Gates showed a startled face. In three months, Zhuo Bufan's strength seemed to have improved to another level, and he carried an extremely strong self-confidence.

"However, the Ruan family sent a master of spells from the western province to overwhelm us in Xuzhou, and many families who took refuge in us have rebelled one after another..." Zhong Shousong showed a worried look on his face.

The sorcerer from the western province showed his might in Xuzhou, even the Nine Gates was no match for him, and he was known as one of the three major sorcerers in the western province.