Zhuo Bufan saw Zhang Xiaocui and Zhang Huan's mysterious appearance, and couldn't help but shake his head in his heart: "With my status and strength today, who can enter my eyes, you are doing mysterious." ”

In fact, this often happens in the real world, there are always people who are afraid of what you know, and who has ever understood that the height you are standing on is something they can never reach.

Back in the courtyard, Zhang Xiaocui asked Zhuo Bufan to eat with them for the first time.

On the table, there are fish-flavored shredded pork, dried green beans, and shredded potatoes are some home-cooked side dishes, Zhang Huan smiled and said: "Zhuo Bufan, how about you try my craftsmanship?" ”

"Hmm." Zhuo Bufan snorted, although he doesn't need to eat often now, it's still okay to eat occasionally.

"Grandma Zhang, Zhang Huan, I'll go back to the room first." After eating, Zhuo Bufan left the north wing and returned to his room.

Zhang Xiaocui held the small flower pot planted with Bodhi flowers, and observed carefully, could it be that kid really has the ability, otherwise his flowers have been withered for a week, how can it be fine the next day, and his means of treating the eldest lady of the Chu family seem to be very clever, is there any master behind him?

"The little girl is moved, and she is still looking at others." Zhang Xiaocui glared at Zhang Huan, who had been looking at Zhuo Bufan's back, "How can he match you like that, don't think about it." ”

"Grandma, what do you say, shame on you." Zhang Huan's face instantly turned red like a ripe tomato in the field, and he walked into the kitchen to wash the dishes and chopsticks with the dishes and chopsticks.

Zhuo Bufan, who returned to the room, opened the window and let the moonlight shine on him, with the rhythm of his work and breathing, a faint ripple emanated from his mouth, Yuehua was attracted by this ripple, and the moonlight around him was much darker, but the moonlight shining on him was the brightest.

"Now that I have bought the foundation building period, if I follow the current rate, I can reach the peak state a hundred years earlier than in my previous life, but in my previous life, it was precisely because of my cultivation and courage that the foundation was unstable, and now I can't blindly pursue the ascension of the realm, but to comprehend the Dao heart and lay a good foundation for every step."

Although Zhuo Bufan thought so in his heart, many things had to be prepared for him, the master behind the ghost king was at least the strength of the early stage of foundation building according to his calculations, although he was not afraid now, but there may be more advanced cultivators on this earth, the weak eat the strong, if he encounters a cultivator with a higher level than himself, he will fall into a disadvantage.

The only way now is to cultivate supernatural powers without raising the realm.

What are supernatural powers? It's actually a spell, but the only difference from a spell is the time and power of the release.

Spells are like Western magic, magic needs to be meditated and chanted, that is, the CD in the game is cooled, and spells also need to be sealed, and even large spells need to be arranged in advance.

The supernatural power is like a unicorn arm in the middle of the storm, it comes with its own body, and it can exert its power without any preparation, and it can be controlled as you like.

"What kind of supernatural power should I cultivate now, Devouring Decision? Wind? ”

One of these two supernatural powers can open his mouth to devour any energy, but if the other party's energy is too strong, he will eventually explode and die, and the second is a supernatural power that belongs to the natural system, and his body can travel thousands of miles a day like the wind.

"I am a dignified Nine-Turn Immortal, even if I die in battle, I will never run away." Zhuo Bufan thought about it in his heart, and suddenly his eyes lit up, last time he found the fire demon core on the big tiger in the Hundred Flowers Valley, which can refine the fire double pupils.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Bufan immediately closed his eyes and breathed, and the fire elements in his body converged towards his eyes little by little, but before he got close to his eyes, he felt a tingling pain in his eyes, as if he was going blind, and hurriedly called it a day.

Looking at the red eyes in the mirror, the corners of Zhuo Bufan's mouth showed a wry smile, the so-called supernatural powers, with a divine word, where is it so easy to cultivate, in my previous life, the vajra body I cultivated also began to cultivate after turning into a god, and I have never heard of someone in the cultivation world who can cultivate supernatural powers during the foundation building period.

"Looks like I'm still in a bit too anxious." Zhuo Bufan smiled bitterly and shook his head, he still had to take it step by step, unless he could make the refining 'Clear Spirit Pill' to alleviate the impact of the fire aura.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Bufan lifted his sleeves and looked at the willow branch tattoo on it, it seemed that it was time to find out the secret of the 'dead' monk, maybe he could gain something.

Outside the courtyard, the breeze was gentle, and the moon was like jade.

Zhuo Bufan washed his face with a handful of cool cold water next to the ancient well, and suddenly saw Zhang Huan hiding behind the pomegranate tree, his body in the moonlight was as smooth as jade, slim and elegant.

Hearing the sound behind him, Zhang Huan exclaimed, turned his head and looked at each other, Zhuo Bufan had lived for three hundred years, but his face was as usual, but Zhang Huan's face was already so red that he was about to drip blood.

"I didn't mean to." Zhuo Bufan hurriedly turned his head: "I'll just come out and wash my face." ”

It turned out that Zhang Huan was wiping her body, and there was no water heater and bathroom installed in the courtyard, usually she and her grandmother were in the yard, and she was used to standing under the tree at night to rinse her body, but she never expected Zhuo Bufan to run out.

"Little pervert, die." Suddenly, Zhang Xiaocui jumped out of the inner hall and slapped Zhuo Bufan's back with a high palm.

Zhuo Bufan frowned, turned around and slapped his palm, the two slapped their hands together, Zhuo Bufan stood still, but Zhang Xiaocui suddenly flew out, staggered a few steps, barely stood firmly, and showed horror in his eyes: "You kid can actually do martial arts?" ”

"It's just a little bit, I didn't peek at your granddaughter taking a bath, I went back to sleep first." After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he walked towards his room with his hands behind his back.

Zhang Huan had already wrapped his body with clothes, but the large patches of snowy skin exposed were as white as milk under the moonlight.

"Grandma, Zhuo Bufan didn't mean it, but he didn't see my body."

"You girl, I see that you have to count the money for others after being sold." Zhang Xiaocui scolded angrily, and secretly wondered in her heart: "This kid actually knows martial arts, so coincidentally know Zhang Huan?" Is there some ulterior motive? ”

"Grandma." Zhang Huan's head was almost buried in his chest.

……

At this time, somewhere in the south of Qishan, there was a building like a prison cell.

A man in a black robe opened his mouth and let out a low, beast-like roar, and around him lay a dozen unclothed female corpses, each with a bloody hole in their necks, their eyes wide open, and they died in extreme pain.

"Yes, yes, the heart is ruthless." Suddenly, someone walked in, clapped his palms, glanced at the corpses underground, and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

The black-robed man turned his head to stare at him and said, "I have already done what Master said, during this time, I have killed thirty virgins and absorbed their pure yin power, and I have already practiced bloodthirsty demon skills, why does Master still refuse to see me?" ”

"The Holy Seat is in an important retreat, and I can't see you yet, but he said you can go out and take revenge on Zhuo Bufan, kill him, and bring his body back."

"Zhuo Bufan's family is ruined, I Lian Xun will not kill him, and I will not be a man." The black-robed man raised his head, revealing a pair of narrow and cold eyes, his mouth was stained with blood, and he looked terrifying, it was Lian Xun, the son of the ghost king of Qingzhou.

It turned out that Zhuo Bufan killed the ghost king, and he fled to Shuzhou overnight to find the ghost king's master, and wanted to ask him to help him avenge himself, but during this time, the church seat was in a tense retreat, but he was taught the method of quickly breaking through cultivation.

(End of chapter)