Chapter 191
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Young King of Jinling.
He was made a major general at the age of seventeen!
Even if all the people on the scene were added together, they would not be able to match such a result. As Li Baihe and he thought, the two looked at each other, and then their eyes fell on their daughter Chen Qingai. What else could be left in their hearts except regret?
When everyone in the Wang Clan saw Zhuo Bufan leave, they heaved a heavy sigh of relief. Obviously, Zhuo Bufan didn't regard the Wang Clan as his opponent now. Otherwise, the Wang Clan wouldn't be able to escape this calamity.
Shangguan Liuyun smiled. "The leader is wise. With Zhuo Bufan's strength, he should sit in the position of major general first. In the future, he can easily make contributions and convince the people in the army."
For half a month, Zhuo Bufan hid in the villa and did not go out.
As for Chu Tian and the others, they came to visit for a week in a row, but they did not even walk to the door. People who did not understand the formation could not walk in at all.
"Wealth and honor are like floating clouds to me, only longevity is in my heart." Zhuo Bufan stood on the balcony of the villa, looked at the misty Spirit Qi, shook his head and said.
In this half a month, he had consolidated his strength in the Zhuji stage. Even if he met the person who sent people to steal the cauldron last time, Zhuo Bufan was confident that he could kill him. However, in this half a month, the other party did not seem to make a move.
Shaking his head, Zhuo Bufan did not think about this matter. He took a look at the villa of the other party in the Shaohua Lake. For half a month, Ye Ziqin did not contact him again.
"Counting the time, school has already started. It seems that I have to hurry to school to report." Zhuo Bufan muttered to himself. Suddenly, his cell phone rang.
It was a call from his mother.
"Xiao Fan, school has already started. Have you gone to school?" Zhou Biyu's voice had a hint of complaint: "You have a wife and forget your mother. Last time you came back to play for a few days. School has already started, but you do not know to come back again."
"Mom, I'm busy these days. I'll definitely come back to see you when I'm free. Don't be angry, or your son will feel guilty." Zhuo Bufan smiled. He wanted to stay by his mother's side and make up for the past three hundred years of regret. Unfortunately, the path of cultivation was like rowing a boat against the current. If one did not advance, one would fall behind. Moreover, he also wanted to cultivate to a higher level so that his mother could live for a few more decades.
Zhou Biyu chuckled and said, "Alright, alright, I know you've grown up and have your own things to do. Take good care of yourself outside and don't worry about your mother, okay? If it's not enough, just tell me. "
"I know, mom. I still have money on me. Don't worry." Zhuo Bufan nodded. Her mother said a few more words before hanging up.
Last time in Zhongzhou, Zhou Gaisang had transferred one billion to his bank account. He had used up most of the money to buy a lot of medicinal herbs. He had transferred the rest of the money into Tianmei Company. He only had a little money left for living expenses. With his current strength, money could be easily obtained if he wanted it. It was just a worldly possession.
Moreover, with his current level of cultivation, the most important thing for him was to train his Taoist heart and experience life. Purely relying on medicinal pills to improve his cultivation was already very ineffective. Unless he could obtain real spiritual herbs, it was a pity that the existence of such spiritual herbs on Earth was as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. It was not that easy to obtain.
This time, Zhuo Bufan did not apply for Tsinghua University or Yan University. When she spoke, there was a hint of sadness and disappointment in her voice. Any normal man who heard this would probably have a desire to protect her.
"Who are you?" Zhuo Bufan asked calmly, unmoved.
Suddenly, the woman's feet picked up a gust of wind and she floated backward. She was already ten meters away from Zhuo Bufan. With a wave of her red sleeve, a guzheng appeared where she was standing. Beside it was a white porcelain vase with a cuckoo inserted into it. There was also a burning incense that rose into the air.
The woman sat on the ground. Her slender fingers plucked the strings of the guzheng along with the sound of the wind and the bamboo. The sound of the guzheng spread out in all directions. It was gentle and long, like the sound of spring water hitting the cobblestones in the mountains. It also sounded like a gentle breeze blowing through the bamboo forest.
Zhuo Bufan had learned a little about music. She closed her eyes and listened carefully. She nodded.
Suddenly, the sound of the guzheng became like a violent storm. It was like a heavy rain. The woman raised her head. As her fingers plucked the strings, a few invisible musical notes turned into blades and flew towards Zhuo Bufan.
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