Chapter 1675: resurrection

The first thousand six hundred and seventy-six chapters resurrection

Long Geyue and Alice, who had obtained the magic medicine of Frost, rushed back to the Jianxin Martial Arts Museum in Kyushu. When Fang Tang Jing and others learned that Long Geyue had received the magic medicine, they gathered in the hall of the martial arts hall. .

"Xiaoyue, did you really get the magic medicine?" Zhuo Luo's hands trembled with excitement.

"Well, Ye Ziqin helped Xiaofan get it, but Ye Ziqin is still in the ice hall, I believe she will come out soon." Long Geyue nodded, and soon took out the frost magic medicine, a two-finger size , The whole body of crystal beads was suspended in the air, and the surface exudes a bit of chill.

Long Geyue put his fingers together, and with a single finger, the frost bead flew into the ice coffin and fell on Zhuo Bufan’s lips. The cold air that was released was like an attraction. , Constantly poured into Zhuo Bufan's mouth.

In just a few moments, the whole bead has turned into a cloud of white cold air that rushed into Zhuo Bufan’s body, and Zhuo Bufan’s body began to change, and a layer of ice crystals condensed on the surface of the skin, like a virus spreading. Generally, a thin layer of ice crystals condensed on the surface of the entire body.

"What's going on? Isn't the magical medicine effective?" Zhuo Luo looked at everything in front of him nervously. When he saw Zhuo Bufan's face covered by ice crystals, he couldn't help showing a nervous and worried look.

"It will take time for the magic medicine to be fully effective. You see Xiaofan's body seems to have signs of recovery. I believe that within a few days, Xiaofan will be able to'resurrect' again." Fang Tangjing stared at Zhuo Bufan in the ice coffin. , Groaned.

Sure enough, I saw that the originally broken arm had signs that the naked eye could see, and it was healing continuously. This is great news.

In the next few days, everyone took turns to guard Zhuo Bufan in the ice coffin, but at this time Zhuo Bufan's body had completely recovered'intact' on the third day.

On the fourth day, the power of the stars in the pubic area shone with stars-like radiance.

On the sixth day, in the dark divine sea, two gleams of light the size of soybeans ignited...

On the seventh day, the thin layer of ice crystals that had originally covered the surface of the body began to fade away.

Zhuo Bufan moved his fingers, only slightly bending them, but he had restored his control over the body, "Uh..."

"Master, are you awake?"

The samurai sword who was sleeping on the side heard this faint whisper, and suddenly opened his smart eyes and exclaimed in surprise.

At this time, Zhuo Bufan also gradually recovered his ability to think and control his body. He slowly lifted his heavy eyelids, a little, a ray of light poured into his pupils, "I, why am I here?"

Zhuo Bufan finally regained consciousness. When he found himself lying in an ice coffin, he couldn't help but frown. His only memory is still in the battle between monsters and monsters. Finally, he swallowed a broken star stone and succeeded The picture of the magic seal.

"Master, you are dead... Then Ye Zijie rescued you..." Shi Jian's eyes were excited with tears, and his eyes were red. Seeing Zhuo Bufan finally regained consciousness, her heart was fierce, even speaking. Become a bit illogical.

"I'm dead, did Ye Zi save me?"

Zhuo Bufan raised his arm and took a deep breath. Although the injury on his arm had been completely healed, there was still a trace of pain during the tugging. It would take some time to fully restore the peak state.

At this time, I sensed that the extraordinary aura of Zhuo was spreading out. Among the other three peaks in the Kyushu Secret Realm, Fang Tangjing, Liang Yuan, Wu Jinfeng and others also all came and strode towards the lobby of the Jianxin Martial Arts Hall.

"Xiao Fan, you finally woke up!"

Long Geyue and Zhuo Luo, who lived in Jianxin Martial Arts Hall, came earlier than them. When they heard Shijian's exclamation again, they hurried out.

"Xiaoyue, father." Zhuo Bufan said softly as he looked at the two.

"Xiao Fan, you finally wake up, just wake up." Zhuo Luoshuang grasped together. Although he did not show the red eyes and sour nose like a sword, he can still see the excitement and joy of the latter. .

"Xiao Fan."

Long Geyue pursed her thin lips, staring at Zhuo Bufan, her eyes full of thick mist.

Zhuo Bufan understood that during the period of his "dead" sword, I am afraid that everyone was very worried about him. He was not really dead, but his soul fell into a deep sleep, and he just woke up now.

Zhuo Bufan stood up slowly and moved his muscles and bones for a while before he walked out of the ice coffin. He sensed the true essence in his body. The true essence is still very weak. Together with the soul flame in the Shenhai, it is also very erratic, as if at any time. May go out in general.

"Master Zhuo..."

"Xiao Fan..."

"Master Zhuo."

Afterwards, Fang Tangjing, Liang Yuan, Wu Jinfeng and others also came to the hall and saw Zhuo Bufan who had awakened. On the faces of the three, the colleagues showed a strong expression of joy.

"Fang Pavilion Master, Liang Pavilion Master, Wu Pavilion Master!"

Zhuo Bufan arched his hand, and immediately glanced over the faces of the people present. The only people close to him were his mother and Ye Ziqin. The mother did not come. Zhuo Bufan naturally guessed that he might have been concealing his affairs. Mother, don't let her worry about herself.

But Ye Ziqin wasn't there anyway.

"Xiaoyue, where's the leaf?" Zhuo Bufan asked with his eyes on Long Geyue's face, frowning slightly.

Ye Ziqin found a magical medicine to save him, but how could he not be there.

"Sorry, Xiao Fan... Ye Ziqin, he was in the ice hall and has not come out." Long Geyue bit her silver teeth, took a deep breath, and said slowly.

Samurai was also waiting in the ice hall, but after waiting for seven days, Ye Ziqin still did not come out of the ice hall, and finally had no choice but to return to the martial arts hall to take care of Zhuo Bufan.

Shi Jian told Zhuo Bufan about his unconsciousness these days.

"Then there is only one magical medicine in the Profound Realm Sect. How could Ye Ziqin get it?" Zhuo Bufan's expression changed, and the two sword eyebrows were almost condensed together. If you want to get the precious magical medicine, I don't know. What price does Ye Ziqin need to pay.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Bufan's face was pale, and he rushed towards the entrance of the hall.

"Xiao Fan..."

"My son... Where are you going?"

Zhuo Bufan strode towards the entrance of the hall without turning his head back, "If my life is for Ye Zi to get back, I would rather not, I will go to the ice hall now and find her back."

Zhuo Bufan's voice echoed in the hall, and people had disappeared into the sky.

While flying swiftly in the sky to the Siberian Icefield, Zhuo Bufan mobilized Yangmu Divine Art to secretly recover his body, and then he took out the beautiful turquoise pill from the space ring and swallowed it down. Absorbed.

"Yeba, you can't do anything, otherwise I will never forgive myself for the rest of my life."

Zhuo Bufan clenched his fists, his black pupils looked forward, and his pupils flickered.