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

The Young King of Jinling.

Seventeen-year-old Major General!

Such an achievement can't be compared even if it is added up to anyone in the place, as if Li Baihe was the same as he thought, the two glanced at each other, and then fell on their daughter Chen Qingai, what else could be left in their hearts except regret.

Everyone in the Wang family breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Zhuo Bufan leaving, it was obvious that Zhuo Bufan did not regard the Wang family as his opponent now, otherwise the Wang family would not have escaped this catastrophe.

Shangguan Liuyun smiled on his lips, "The leader is wise, Zhuo Bufan's strength, first sit in the position of major general, and in the future, you can make meritorious contributions to 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 the others, they came to visit for a week, but they didn't even walk to the door, and the psychedelic array arranged outside the villa, people who didn't understand the formation couldn't come in at all.

"Wealth is like a floating cloud to me, only immortality is in my heart." Zhuo Bufan stood on the balcony of the villa, looking at the aura like smoke and mist, shook his head and said.

In the past half a month, he has consolidated the strength of the foundation building period, even if he encounters the person behind the last time he sent someone to grab the crown, Zhuo Bufan has the confidence to kill him, but in the past half a month, the other party seems to have no action.

Shaking his head, Zhuo Bufan didn't think about it, and glanced at the villa that was faintly visible on the other side of Shaohua Lake, and Ye Ziqin didn't contact him again for half a month.

"Calculating the time, it's already school, and it looks like I have to go to the school to report quickly." Zhuo Bufan muttered to himself, and suddenly his mobile phone rang.

It was a call from my mother.

"Xiaofan, it's already time to start school, have you gone to school?" Zhou Biyu had a hint of complaint in her voice: "You just have a daughter-in-law and forgot your mother, you came back to play for a few days last time, and you don't know how to come back again after school starts." ”

"Mom, haven't I been busy lately, I will definitely come back to see you when I am free, don't be angry, otherwise your son will feel guilty." Zhuo Bufan said with a smile, he also wanted to accompany his mother to make up for the regrets of the past three hundred years, but it was a pity that he was cultivating immortals, sailing against the current, and if he didn't advance, he would retreat, and he also wanted to cultivate to a higher level, so that his mother might be able to live for a few more decades.

Zhou Biyule said: "Okay, okay, I know that you have grown up and have your own things, take care of yourself outside, don't worry about Mom, you know?" If you don't have enough money, you ask. ”

"Knowing Mom, I still have money on me, don't worry." Zhuo Bufan nodded, and his mother said a few more words before hanging up the phone.

Last time in Zhongzhou, Zhou Baxiang called one billion to his bank card, bought a lot of medicinal materials and consumed almost everything, and he put all the rest of the money into Tianmei Company, leaving only a little money as living expenses, with his current strength, he wants money at his fingertips, just something outside his body.

Moreover, with his current cultivation, the most important thing is to hone the Dao heart and understand life, and simply relying on the pill to improve his skill is already a negligible effect, unless he can get the real spirit grass, it is a pity that the existence of this kind of spirit grass on the earth is rare, where can it be so easy to get.

Zhuo Bufan did not apply for the top universities such as Tsinghua University and Yan University this time, but applied for Qingli University in Zhejiang Province, the top ten top universities in Longguo, he wanted to be closer to his mother, and if there was any accident, he could go home in time.

"I'll report to Zhejiang University tomorrow." Zhuo Bufan muttered to himself, he also had a regret in his heart that he had not gone to college in his previous life, and when he came back in this life, he would have to go through a complete life step by step, otherwise the demon in his heart would be difficult to dispel.

Zhuo Bufan, who calmed down during this time, also thought about many questions, in his previous life, he cultivated bravely and diligently, but he left many regrets under the earth and became a demon, which he usually didn't notice, but when he crossed the tribulation, these demons suddenly appeared, disturbing the Dao heart, and never turned into a mortal, how to cultivate the Immortal Dao.

After packing up the things, Zhuo Bufan did not plan to remove the spirit gathering array of the villa, but instead arranged a formation to transport all the spiritual energy in the villa to the villa where Ye Ziqin lived, and now his cultivation could not improve much just by absorbing these spiritual mist, so it was better to stay and help suppress the cold qi in Ye Ziqin's body.

Booked a ticket for tomorrow morning, Zhuo Bufan didn't practice tonight, but lay on the bed and prepared to sleep soundly.

Unconsciously, Zhuo Bufan suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a white place in front of him, as if the dense fog in winter, and suddenly a gust of wind hit, and these dense fogs gradually dispersed, and there was actually a green bamboo forest around it.

The wind Xiao Xiao blows layers of thin bamboo leaves, these beads are beautiful and straight, and suddenly came out of the bamboo forest A gorgeous woman wearing a red dress and holding her hair and temples came out, and her gestures brought all kinds of styles, and the breathtaking Danfeng eyes contained thousands of styles.

She was far away, as if people couldn't see clearly, but after taking two or three lotus steps under her feet, she had already arrived in front of Zhuo Bufan, dancing with long sleeves, squinting her eyes and putting her nose between Zhuo Bufan's neck and sniffing, and an intoxicating fragrance like musk and orchid penetrated into Zhuo Bufan's nostrils.

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

"Childe." The woman suddenly stood behind Zhuo Bufan, and a voice like spring water sounded: "Childe is pestled in place like a log, is it because the little woman doesn't have the slightest charm?" ”

Speaking of which, there was a faint sadness and disappointment in this woman's tone, so that any normal man would probably have a desire to protect.

"Who the hell are you?" Zhuo Bufan said lightly, unmoved.

The woman suddenly had wind under her feet, and floated to the back, even though she had left Zhuo Bufan more than ten meters away, with a wave of her red sleeves, there was a white porcelain bottle with a thin neck inserted in a cuckoo next to a zither in the same place, and a white silk with a fragrance rose from an incense lamp.

The woman sat on the ground, her slender jade fingers plucked the strings with the sound of the wind and the sound of bamboo, and the sound of the piano spread out in all directions, tactful and long, like the mountain stream spring water hitting the pebbles Ding Dong Ding Dong, and like the breeze blowing the bamboo forest, rustling, but with a few degrees of sorrow.

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

Suddenly, the sound of the piano became like a storm, like heavy rain and the wind howled, the woman raised her head, and with the plucking of her fingers, several invisible sounds turned into blades and flew quickly towards Zhuo Bufan's body.

"It's a pity that this beautiful sound of the piano has also wasted this quiet artistic conception." Zhuo Bufan opened his eyes violently, and with a wave of his hand, the blade that was like a broken bamboo suddenly condensed in midair, and finally shattered and dissipated like smoke.

(End of chapter)