Save Reloading Immortal

Zhuo Bufan returned to Chaotic Burial Ground carrying the old man.

On the Chaotic Burial Ground, the corpses are everywhere. Originally it was just a corpse corpse. As a result, more and more corpses were thrown, and the pits were filled and turned into a hill.

The air is full of the smell of rot of the body, and only the rooster, the rot, will like this ghost place.

Zhuo Bufan didn’t understand why the old man wanted to get here, but he put him on the ground as the old man asked.

“Miao, Miao. There are thousands of bones accumulated here. As long as they absorb their Death Qi, my injuries will improve.”

“Damn Flame Demon, wait for this One to return to its original, it will definitely kill your Flame Demon Island.”

The old man cried excitedly after seeing the body that pushed the mountain.

Then he looked at Zhuo Bufan and said to Zhuo Bufan: “The kid, protect this one for this One. If you help this One to get through this robbery, this One will accept you as a disciple, pass you the magical power!”

Zhuo Bufan nodded firmly and said: “You can rest assured that the elderly will not let others disturb you.”

After the old man listened, he sat on the ground. Then take a sigh of relief and then transport Spirit Art.

Zhuo Bufan stood aside and looked at the old man quietly. He didn’t know what the Evil Sect Skill was for the old man.

I saw the old man open his mouth slightly, and slowly came out of his mouth with a silver bead.

After the silver beads flew out of the body, they were suspended in front of the old man.

Then I saw the old man’s hands wrapped around the silver beads and began to move.

As the silver beads slowly turned, Zhuo Bufan clearly saw that a small cyclone vortex was created centering on the silver beads.

The cyclonic vortex, the dripping spin, from the surrounding corpses, began to float a silvery gray gas, and gathered toward the silver beads.

Gradually, the cyclone is getting bigger and bigger, and the surrounding air that is emanating from the body is getting thicker and thicker.

At the end of the day, the entire Chaotic Burial Ground formed a huge silver vortex that gathered like a storm.

Zhuo Bufan was shocked to see all this in front of him. Is this in Immortal Cultivation?

Zhuo Bufan finally believes that he has come to a place where he can’t, and everyone here has the power to pass through.

After a while, the silver-gray Death Qi began to slowly absorb the silver beads of the old man, and even the last trace of a glimpse was completely swallowed.

Look at the entire Chaotic Burial Ground, all the bodies, all become the forest bones, with the wind blowing, turned into a white ash.

And the silver beads, but the brilliance of the brilliance, faint, there is a trace of golden light swimming.

“Miao Wei, wonderful, I did not expect my Silver Core, there is a trend to turn Golden Core.” The old man excitedly called.

Then he opened his mouth, like a hungry wolf, swallowing the Silver Core in one go.

Silver Core entered the body, and the old man suddenly began to tremble. The atmosphere was released from the pores of his skin, and the clothes shook the prestige and screamed.

His whole person, slowly drifting up, under the moon, feeling that his whole person’s outline has a circle of silver.

The despicable old man turned out to be sacred at that moment. If you change to a mortal, you still think that he is a god, and he will definitely worship him.

However, Zhuo Bufan knows that this old man is not a good person.

“Save File first!”

Zhuo Bufan finally lived to this moment, he decided to save a file in this place.

So he called out the three Save-File Doors, which is the name he gave to the three stone gates.

“Overwrite the Save File of the second door.”

“Save File !”

Zhuo Bufan thought of the word Save File, the next second, on the second door, the original ‘narrow and winding road’ became ‘Chaotic Burial Ground II’.

The Save File of the ‘narrow and winding road’ of the previous second door was useless, so Zhuo Bufan overwritten its Save File.

As for the first Save File ‘Chaotic Burial Ground’, Zhuo Bufan thought it would be useful to keep it, so he decided to keep it.

Saved the file, Zhuo Bufan looked at the old man again, the brilliance of his body has slowly dimmed, the whole person also slowly fell from the air.

I don’t know when, around the Chaotic Burial Ground, a large group of crows gathered. After seeing the old man recover, they even screamed excitedly.

A group of crows flew to the old man’s side and danced excitedly toward him.

“Call! In this way, the injury of this One will be stabilized, and there is no worry about life.”

The old man gave a sigh of relief, then he opened his eyes and looked at Zhuo Bufan not far away.

“Boy, come over.”

After listening to Zhuo Bufan, he walked over to the old man. The crows all over the place gave him a path.

“Your boy has a good heart, what is the name?” asked the old man.

Zhuo Bufan listened and bent down and replied: “Under Zhuo Bufan.”

“Zhuo Bufan? Zall is extraordinary, but it is a good name.”

“That’s good, this One keeps the promise, and now accepts your kid as a disciple. From now on, you are the apprentice of my Daoist Crow.”

The old man calls himself Daoist Crow, which is very appropriate, and the crow likes him very much.

However, after listening to Zhuo Bufan, it was a glimpse: “Accept me as a disciple?”

Zhuo Bufan refused in his heart, and he had the feeling of recognizing the thief as a father. After all, the character of this old man, he knows.

“What, you are not happy?”

That Daoist Crow saw Zhuo Bufan hesitated, his tone suddenly increased, and he yelled.

“In this world, I don’t know how many people want to be my disciple of Daoist Crow. I learned Spirit Art from Death Demon Island. Are you still hesitant?”

“If it weren’t for you to save this One, just one moment you just hesitated, this One will kill you.”

Zhuo Bufan listened, no longer thought about it, facing the old Demon who was going to kill, he hurriedly applauded.

Recognizing the thief, Teacher recognizes the thief Teacher, and now life is the most important.

“Rely, it seems that I really want to recognize the thief Teacher, and this guy is moody, with the king as a tiger, damn, this choice is not good.”

Zhuo Bufan suddenly regretted and chose to save the old man. The old man was moody and Zhuo Bufan had a feeling that he would die in his hand one day.

“Hahahaha, wonderful, wonderful! Kid, since you are the apprentice of my Daoist Crow, I can’t let you humiliate my reputation as Death Demon Island. This One will now pass you half of Formless Death Sutra. If you can understand it, you will be used for a lifetime.”

Daoist Crow finished, suddenly two fingers stand side by side, a silver light wrapped around his fingertips.

Then he turned to Zhuo Bufan’s eyebrows, and for a time, a magical Memory blended into Zhuo Bufan’s mind.

“Formless Death Sutra ?”

This part of Memory is the “Cultivation” of Formless Death Sutra. Describes how you need to be cultured to be refined into ‘Formless Death Body’!

That’s right, this Formless Death Sutra is a Culture Technique of Physique Cultivation.

“Kid, eat this, it can help you with Cultivation.”

Daoist Crow finished, I don’t know where to find a black pill.

From the pill, the release of Death Qi made Zhuo Bufan feel bad.

Zhuo Bufan’s instincts told him that this pill is not easy.

He took the pill from the old man with a slight nervousness, and then pinched between the thumb and the index finger.

“Eat it!” Daoist Crow saw Zhuo Bufan hesitating again and immediately became angry.

“Do you not believe in Teacher? Teacher will not harm you.”

Daoist Crow is angry and seems to break out at any time.

“No matter, death is only death! Anyway, I still have Save File, and I will die again if I die.”

Finally, Zhuo Bufan had to swallow the black pill under the deterrent of Daoist Crow.

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