Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

Zhuo Bufan looked at Zhuo Shanshan and said, "No matter what you decide, I will support you."

Zhuo Shanshan looked at Zhuo Bufan, lowered her head, hesitated for a while, then raised her head to look at Du Li.

"I'm willing to go back with you." Zhuo Shanshan bit her thin lips, as if she had decided on something, she said.

Du Li and Mr. Huang beside him were stunned at the same time. They didn't expect Zhuo Shanshan to agree so readily. Du Li even laughed and said, "Shanshan will go back with me, and I will definitely make it up to you."

"You promised to go to my mother's grave with me and apologize to her." Zhuo Shanshan continued.

There was a trace of sadness on Du Li's face, and a trace of bitterness in the corner of his mouth, "It's for sure, I owe her too much.

Zhuo Mei's eyes were red, she covered her mouth, trying not to let her emotions collapse. Zhuo Bufan sighed, among the 80,000 words in the world, only the word love hurts people the most. This word love is not only about love, but also includes family affection and friendship.

"Mom, don't worry, I will definitely come back to see you." Zhuo Shanshan took Zhuo Mei's hand and said softly.

Zhuo Mei wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, calmed down her turbulent mood, and said: "Shanshan, mother believes in you, and mother will not selfishly keep you by my side. If the Du family treats you badly, you Be sure to tell me."

"Yes." Zhuo Shanshan nodded.

Even Zhuo Bufan didn't expect Zhuo Shanshan to agree so quickly. Does she have any concerns?

But Du Li was always her biological father, neither Zhuo Bufan nor Zhuo Mei at that time could deprive Zhuo Shanshan of her biological father's relationship.

The next day, Zhuo Bufan followed Zhuo Mei and Shanshan to the largest cemetery in Qingzhou. A tombstone engraved with Liu Rumeng was inconspicuous in the cemetery.

It was raining like mist, and a group of bodyguards in suits were holding umbrellas. Du Li, Zhuo Mei, Zhuo Shanshan, and Zhuo Bufan stood in front of the grave.

The photo on the tombstone has long faded to yellow, but it can still be seen that there is a beautiful girl on it.

"Mom..." Zhuo Shanshan burst into tears, and put the white chrysanthemum in her hand in front of the tombstone, "Mom, I finally came to see you."

Zhuo Mei wiped her tears, sighed and said: "Shanshan, I am too selfish, in fact, I should have told you all this long ago, but you were too young at the time, I don't want to mess you up because of this matter heart of."

"I'm sorry Rumeng. I owe you so much. It's just that I was young and ignorant. I didn't think about many things. I didn't expect to bring you such a big harm." Du Li looked sad and clenched his fists. road:

"But now I have the strength to control my own destiny. I will take Shanshan to my side and treat her well in the future. Don't worry."

Zhuo Shanshan wiped away her tears, stood up, and said with foggy eyes: "Mom, you have always been my mother. You have never been married because of me. I will come back to see you."

"Well, remember to come back, child." Zhuo Mei held Zhuo Shanshan in her arms reluctantly.

After finishing speaking, Zhuo Shanshan followed Du Li and walked out of the cemetery.

"Auntie, don't be sad, Shanshan is already sensible." Zhuo Bufan comforted.

Zhuo Mei nodded, "I hope Du Li really knows that he was wrong and treat Shanshan well."

After staying in Qingzhou for a few days, Zhuo Bufan returned to Jinling.

In Fengtianjiao's villa, Zhuo Bufan brought back a lot of spiritual grass seeds when he came out of Jiaolong Valley. It is estimated that it is difficult to find these seeds on the earth, and he must find a way to cultivate them, otherwise it will undoubtedly be wasteful.

Back when he was in the realm of comprehension, Zhuo Bufan dismissed these so-called spiritual herbs, like weeds on the side of the road, he didn't even look at them.

Unexpectedly, on the earth, these "weeds" have become so precious.

Even if he doesn't need it now, Ye Ziqin, Shi Jian, and his parents will all be able to use it in the future.

So the first thing Zhuo Bufan did when he returned to Jinling was to find a way to cultivate these seeds. Fortunately, Zhuo Bufan had studied various classics when he was in the cultivation world, and his attainments in alchemy were unrivaled.

The most important thing to learn in alchemy is to cultivate spirit grass. Zhuo Bufan once even cultivated the 'Ghost Flower', which is said to be the most difficult to cultivate in the cultivation world. It is not difficult to cultivate these seeds.

But the so-called spiritual grass must grow in the blessed sky cave, where the spiritual energy is abundant.

"It seems that we still need to arrange a better spirit gathering array."

Zhuo Bufan muttered to himself.

"Master, what is this, it tastes delicious." Little Golden Snake and Yao Zhi followed behind Zhuo Bufan, looking at the green fruit in Zhuo Bufan's hand, they greedily stretched out the golden letter.

Zhuo Bufan looked at the two cyan fruits in his hand, and immediately smiled and said: "This is sapphire fruit, the blood of the dragon dripped into the ground, and there is a very small probability that it will bloom and bear fruit. After eating, the power will increase greatly, and the body will become weak stronger."

Hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, the eyes of Little Golden Snake and Yao He shone brightly.

"Okay, these two fruits are for you to eat, but don't eat them all at once, otherwise you will not be able to absorb the powerful energy in the dragon's blood, and you will easily explode and die." Zhuo Bufan threw the green fruits to the two little guys.

Although this kind of sapphire fruit is the best medicinal material, its effect on monsters is stronger than that of humans, and Zhuo Bufan has practiced body training techniques, so he doesn't need to use sapphire fruit to improve his body strength.

"Thank you master."

"Thank you master."

The two little ones were extremely happy to get the sapphire fruit. Zhuo Bufan smiled lightly, now that he has reached this level, all that remains is to reach the peak of foundation building and then break through the innate. The trip to Jiaolong Valley brought Zhuo Bufan the biggest feeling is that there are still many such leftovers on the earth. If you can get the resources in the place of hiding, you will definitely improve your cultivation.

Hurry up, it will not be difficult to reach Jindan and leave the earth in the future.

Two years ago, Zhuo Bufan didn't have many resources and was not strong enough, so he only arranged a weak spirit gathering array.

Now two years later, he has reached the middle stage of foundation building, and he has more treasures in his hands. Naturally, he needs to arrange a more powerful spirit gathering array to cultivate his own medicine garden.

Within a week, Zhuo Bufan sent someone to send materials, and now the Bai family, Zhuo family, Shuzhou Mo family, Ye family, and the Chaofan Group, it is much easier than before to get something.

Thousand-year-old flint from the bottom of the volcano, cold iron stone from the Siberian polar region, and top-quality jade were sent into Feng Tianjiao's villa like flowing water.

At noon, Zhuo Bufan went to Ye Ziqin's villa for dinner, and when Ye Ziqin went to work, he returned to Feng Tianjiao to set up the formation.

"The ten-direction star array, the lowest-level array used by sects in the cultivation world, can barely be arranged for the time being with the resources in my hands."

Although it is only the lowest-level mountain protection formation of a small sect in the cultivation world, if it is seen by a magician on earth, it is estimated that the jaw will drop in shock. Its level of complexity and mystery is completely beyond the existence that magicians on earth can grasp now.

"start!"

Zhuo Bufan closed his eyes, and continued to play spells in his hands. The golden runes danced in the void and gathered together. Thirty-six golden rays of light in the villa lit up from the corners, and immediately turned into an arc, converging on Zhuo Bufan. above his head, like a small umbrella protecting the villa.

Zhuo Bufan punched out the last spell, and all the golden runes finally gathered together, and then poured into a century-old sycamore tree dug from the North Sea. All the light dissipated, and the courtyard returned to calm. But all the spiritual energy in the entire Jinling City was continuously gathering towards Feng Tianjiao, and the rich spiritual energy turned into fog and condensed into water.