Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

"It's Young Master Zhuo?" Nintendo said dumbfounded.

Ye Bing raised his brows, his heartbeat quickened, and he saw clearly that Zhuo Bufan was stepping on a reed, slowly drifting towards the center of the lake, a head of black and slightly long hair fluttering in the night wind, and under the cold moonlight, he revealed a Zhang has a face with sharp edges and corners, eyes like stars.

"This...he is a martial arts master, right? Crossing the river with a reed?" Nintendo swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

At this time, among the painted boats in the center of the lake.

Mr. Hu blew his beard and stared angrily. He has been in the Fengshui world of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan for several years. Apart from those masters who have been famous for a long time, he is the most prestigious. , He has already respected each other with courtesy, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't take him seriously.

"Okay, I'll let you know if I'm qualified or not." Mr. Hu stepped heavily on the floor, exuding an ethereal aura all over his body, quickly made seals with both hands, and immediately put his middle and middle fingers together by his lips, Take a breath.

A long white mist, like an arrow, blew straight towards Yang Wenshan. It seemed slow, but it arrived in the blink of an eye, and the two subordinates quickly blocked Yang Wenshan. Hit by the white air, a transparent ice crystal condensed all over his body, frozen like an ice sculpture.

Yang Wenshan was taken aback. He didn't expect that the old man beside Ye Changsheng was also an expert in magic arts. His eyes fell on the old man, and he said, "Master Heimu?"

"It's okay, just a person who has just stepped into the world of magic arts. He has condensed a little spiritual energy on his body, so he thinks he is an expert." The black-robed old man shook his head, stretched out his palm, and a ball of green light suddenly appeared, which immediately turned into A gust of wind rushed directly towards Mr. Hu.

Mr. Hu's face showed a dignified expression, he folded his hands together, white air gushed out of his body, gathered together, and flew towards the green light, a white mist collided with a green light, and in an instant, the white mist was hit It was shattered and dissipated in the air immediately.

But the green light only dimmed a bit, and it still shot at it with unabated speed.

Mr. Hu was hit by the green light, and he flew upside down four or five meters away, and hit the wooden board heavily.

Sitting on the wooden chair, Ye Changsheng's pupils dilated, his palms trembled slightly, and his eyes widened. Even Mr. Hu was no match for the old man in black, he was finished.

A stream of blood overflowed from Mr. Hu's mouth. He stretched out his hand to touch his chest and took out a bronze mirror. The bronze mirror was covered with spider cracks and completely shattered. Seeing this scene, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "If there is no such protective Heart Bronze Mirror, I'm afraid I'm dead already?"

"You have just touched the threshold of a sorcerer, and you are still far from stepping into the sorcerer's world." The black-robed old man shook his head, and did not act in a hurry.

The other rich and powerful men in the boat were silent.

Mr. Hu is a well-known Fengshui master in Canglan, and his breathing into ice is already a supernatural power, but he is still no match for the old man in black.

Yang Wenshan saw that the general trend had been decided, and his face showed pride. If all these rich men were forced to sign contracts, they would be able to earn at least hundreds of millions of dollars every year. This is all pure income.

While Ye Changsheng sighed inwardly, a loud voice suddenly came from outside, "Zhuo Bufan is here to visit!"

The sound was not loud, but it spread to every corner of the lake. Everyone felt pain in their eardrums. Many people came out of the boat and stood at the bow of the boat. They saw a young man standing with his hands behind his back in the middle of the lake. , stood on a reed, tapped his toes, and brought up a silver splash, and the whole person flew into the air like a frightened bird.

Ye Changsheng and Mr. Hu turned their heads at the same time, their eyes widening.

"Zhuo Bufan?" Ye Changsheng was stunned for a moment, presumably with the ethereal state of a spellcaster, there is more interaction between the mundane world and warriors. There is also a warrior with a small internal strength in Ye's family, but he is completely incapable of doing it. Not as good as Zhuo Bufan.

"He's actually a warrior?" Ye Changsheng clicked his tongue secretly.

Zhuo Bufan jumped into the boat, without looking at Ye Changsheng and Mr. Hu, he strode towards the black-robed old man with big strides, frowning slightly, "Zhuo Bufan, come to the banquet."

"Okay, the hero is a boy, I really envy you young people." The black-robed old man laughed and made a hoarse voice.

Yang Wenshan squinted his eyes slightly, and said harshly: "You are Zhuo Bufan, you are the one who hurt my son in the Anna bar, right?"

"It's me." Zhuo Bufan nodded lightly.

A few bodyguards next to him directly put their hands into their arms, took out a few packs of black miniM4 short-caliber mobile phones, pointed their muzzles at Zhuo Bufan with a murderous look.

The old man in black shook his head lightly, "Put away your pistols, this gentleman is a martial artist with great internal strength, and pistols are useless to him."

Only warriors with great internal strength and surging true energy in their bodies can cross the river with one reed. Although warriors are afraid of pistols, the time required for shooting is enough for warriors to react and dodge. Only top-level gunmen can hit warriors .

Hearing the old man's words, Yang Wenshan waved his hand lightly, and then several bodyguards retracted their guns. Anyway, with Master Heimu around, he was not afraid of Zhuo Bufan.

"Where is that stone?" Zhuo Bufan said calmly with his hands behind his back.

He came to the banquet tonight for Wushi at the auction, of course, to see what the other party's purpose is, otherwise, he would have killed these people directly, took the things and left.

"Bring up the stone." Hei Mu said lightly.

Soon, a bodyguard came out holding the wooden box and put it on the ground. In the middle was the dark stone with a dark metallic luster.

"Do you know this Wushi?" Heimu asked.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said with a faint smile: "Black stone? This is not a black stone at all, but a piece of gold and iron, which is one of the best materials for making magic weapons. The pearl is just dusty."

Heimu said in a deep voice: "At first I only thought this stone was strange and different from ordinary black stones, but I didn't know what it was? I thought that I traveled all over the world and had a reputation in Southeast Asia and Africa, but I didn't realize how extraordinary it is. .”

Zhuo Bufan didn't say a word, Jin Gengtie is also a rare item on other planets with strong cultivation resources, appearing on the earth is simply the biggest surprise, otherwise he would not be so impatient.

After finishing speaking, Zhuo Bufan pressed his hand on the black stone, his inner strength shook slightly, and a layer of dark and broken shells peeled off from it, revealing the true content inside, it was a dark golden stone the size of a tablet computer, exuding The icy chill occasionally flows through a ray of golden light.

The originally cloudy eyes of the old man Heimu suddenly shot out a ball of light. Although he didn't know what the use of this thing was, he knew it was not extraordinary at the first sight. \u003cspan style='display:none'\u003egfbmmjD6vtLSaDjNAMr7x+cAJfrxmldLwH/ZzyO8z5GisJlPbdeDIGJfyq9N6ALntkPrNLIFSkmT6M4KHQWJrA==\u003c/span\u003e

Mr. Hu, who was lying on the ground, also showed surprise on his face. It turned out that he really made a hole in it. Zhuo Bufan had always wanted to snatch this black stone at the auction, so it turned out that there was a mystery in it.