Chapter 63 Rebirth! ▲|▲

Sure enough, there is more metal in this table. It turned out to be a table made of purple iron. This purple iron has more metallic properties. Bu Jinglei is very skilled in introducing the spiritual power of the nebula into the five-e elements to improve the metal components.

After a moment, I modified this table.

This table emits brilliant golden light.

"Young master, you are really good at it. You have become gold so soon." Nanshan opened his mouth in surprise and said excitedly for a long time.

Bu Jinglei took out the long knife with a faint blue light and turned it to the table.

When I cut it with a knife, I couldn't hear the sound of the knife cutting the table at all, and the table broke in half. I couldn't help but be very satisfied with the knife. When I looked carefully, I felt that the knife was very sharp and cut like mud.

split the table into fist size, a total of more than 200 yuan. This table has at least 70 or 80 catties - now it has become gold, and it is worth at least 100,000 gold coins.

Put it in a sack and hold it in Nanshan.

Another 90,000 gold coins were taken out of the space ring.

The people outside were impatient. Those people were still waiting to watch the play. When they saw Bu Jinglei holding two big bags of things, they opened their eyes wide.

Bu Jinglei opened the bag, a bag of gold and a bag of gold coins, which made everyone's faces look shameless and gray.

The old magician's face turned blue, and he staggered when he went out, looking frustrated.

Bu Jinglei put Jushen pills into the ring, with more than 20,000 gold coins. Seeing that it was getting late, he quickly left the auction house. ......

The old magician behind him saw the back of Bu Jinglei in the crowd, and his face was full of anger.

"Teacher, is it that he got the magic pills? I'll take it back." Next to him was a man in a black vest with a cold look.

The old magician hurriedly said, "Hills, don't be so impulsive. Don't be too busy. Besides, I haven't been your teacher for a long time. You have given up magic and practiced martial arts. Your skills have far exceeded me."

"A teacher for a day is a teacher for life, and the teacher's business is the student's business."

"I said don't call me teacher! I have practiced magic for 70 years, and I'm still just a three-star magician. I don't admire your teacher. The old magician was angry and staggered away.

The man in black looked at the old magician disappearing into the crowd, with tears in his eyes, and then his face became gloomy, and his body suddenly stood straighter. As if he had made up his mind, he resolutely turned around and strode away. ...

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Bu Jinglei quickly returned to Bujiabao and saw that everything in the Bu family was ready. Not only Bu Xiaotian, Bu Motian, and several elders were there, but also Bu Xinglong, the old man of the Bu family, was out of the customs. Everyone was very excited and waited for Bu Jinglei to resurrect Bu Zhantian.

Suddenly, I saw a white fog appear out of thin air, covering Bu Zhantian's body. Everyone present was stunned, and the highest-ranking Bu Xinglong was slightly shocked, "Where did this white fog come from?"

Bu Jinglei has begun to modify the state of Bu Zhantian's false death, facing the public: "This is a fog used to come back to life. Don't worry."

"Rebirth from the dead?" Everyone was shocked.

"Mist? Is this God's thing?!" Bu Xinglong was even more disbelieving. He checked the white fog with spiritual knowledge and didn't find anything. He shook his head and said, "It's no different from ordinary fog."

Bu Jinglei was modifying the No. 1 map of Bu Zhantian's life in an undiscriminate manner. Seeing that Mr. Bu was a little confused, he scratched a smile on the corners of his mouth and said seriously, "Grandpa, this is indeed a fog, otherwise how can he come back to life?"

Bu Xinglong waved his hand and said, "You said it's a divine fog. Anyway, as long as you can resurrect your father."

"Ha ha, when did the thunder become so powerful? Where did you get the fog?" Bu Mitian smiled.

Bu Xiaotian has been shocked and unbelievable, and he has never believed it. At this time, he said, "Did Jinglei learn any unique medical skills? Can you come back to life?

As soon as he heard this, Bu Jinglei's eyes turned and agreed with the explanation and said, "The second uncle is right. Last time I was in Xuanfengmen, I almost died, but later I jumped into a valley and saw a white-haired old man and learned some unique medical skills."

This explanation has been recognized by these people. You know, it is a miracle that Bu Jinglei can come back alive from Xuanfengmen. So far, everyone has felt very strange. So many masters in Xuanfengmen have died, but an ordinary disciple has come back alive. It is really worth doubt.

Bu Jinglei said no more and focused on the virtual space. I only saw that the No. 1 map of Bu Zhantian's life had some changes, and he suddenly used 1000 spiritual points, and the value finally rose to: -10!

Suddenly, Bu Zhantian's stiff fingers moved.

The shocked faces of everyone present changed. After a little shock, there were surprises, and even Bu Xinglong's eyes flashed with tears. He looked at Bu Zhantian and said, "Zhan'er, Zhan'er, you're alive! You're alive..." He was so excited that he couldn't speak.

"Big brother has been resurrected! OK! OK!" Bu Tian was ecstatic and full of smiles.

Bu Xiaotian was so surprised that he couldn't speak and forgot to be happy.

A come back to life! This legendary thing happened in front of us. Who can't be shocked?

The person who died for two or three months was resurrected!

Bu Jinglei smiled happily, and quickly continued to modify it, using all the other spiritual power in the nebula, and saw the glowing light point rise another grid to '-9'!

Bu Zhantian's eyes slowly opened. Although the luster was dim, it was enough to show that Bu Zhantian two or three months after his death was indeed alive!

The miracle of rebirth was staged in front of everyone. Everyone was stunned. Although Bu Jinglei saw the resurrection of Nanshan, he was still secretly shocked at this time. I went there and actually came back to life, so I can't be regarded as half a god, right?

"War." Bu Xinglong is full of surprises.

"Dad, aren't I dead?" Bu Zhantian looked at everyone and didn't believe it, "Am I not dreaming?"

"Brother, you are not a dream, you are really resurrected!" Bu Zhantian grabbed Bu Zhantian's hand and said, "Try it, is this a dream?"

"What? It's not a dream, Lord God! I'm still alive!" Bu Zhantian was surprised and happy, and roared at the ceiling: "God of light, I have come back to life again! Hahaha..."

"Brother, wait a minute. You haven't fully recovered yet. Do you know who brought you back to life?" Bu Xiaotian shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Who is it? Which god raised me back to life? Bu Zhantian suddenly came to his senses.

"It's not the Lord God, it's your son who saved you." Bu Xinglong waved to Bu Jinglei kindly.

Bu Jinglei came to Bu Zhantian excitedly and called his father.

Seeing the father in this alien world again, Bu Jinglei was indeed very excited, but when he saw Bu Zhantian roaring at the ceiling, he couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect that Bu Zhantian's temper was like this. This strong force is even higher than Bu Zhantian, which is really like his name.

When he first came to the Bu family, Bu Jinglei paid great attention to the names of the three guys of the second generation of the Bu family. One was Zhantian, the other was Xiaotian, and the other was destroyed. Ordinary people really didn't dare to take such a cow name.

"Thunder, did you resurrect your father?" Although he was asking questions, Bu Zhantian's eyes were full of surprises, and there was not even a trace of doubt.

This open and aboveboard personality, which has no doubt about his son, shocked Bu Jinglei and couldn't help adding a trace of respect to Bu Zhantian. He nodded with a smile, "Yes, Dad, I have been resurrecting you for a long time. Because something happened, it has been delayed until now, which has made Dad suffer."

Bu Zhantian stood up and sat up. "If a man dies, what else will he suffer? If a man dies, he will know nothing. When I leave, the most reassuring thing is you. Alas, heaven has eyes and let our father and son meet again." With that, two lines of tears rolled down his eyes and hugged Bu Lei.

Bu Jinglei felt an inexplicable relative moved, and his nose was sore, and his eyes flashed with tears. "Dad, in the past, the child was disappointing and made my father worry, but now the child has a goal in life, and he will never be a mediocre person."

"Yes, your skills have increased, and the mysterious veins have been opened. Now you are sprinting to the Samsung prospective warriors, aren't you? It's great that you have this kind of spirit. What people are most afraid of is that they don't have goals and spirit. It doesn't matter if they don't have money. It doesn't matter if they don't have status or backers. Most importantly, if people have a goal and fighting spirit, they will have hope to change everything.

"Dad is right. I'm more energetic now. I want to do a big career." As Bu Jinglei said, he also learned some truth from Bu Zhantian's words. This is too right. The so-called 'Don't be energetic if you have nothing, and don't be sick if you have anything.'

Bu Zhantian patted Bu Lei on the shoulder, and everything in his eyes was silent. The father and son were silent for a long time, and Bu Fenglei became more and more unhappy, but he did not show it on his face.

(Brothers, it's not easy for Dongshan to write every day. Seeing that the current results are a little hurt, you have tickets in your hands. Please smash a few tickets to support my young injured heart. Thank you.)