The young man riding a donkey in front of him has a handsome face and is dressed in white, showing his refined temperament.
More importantly, with his cultivation level, he couldn't see through the young man in white clothes in front of him, as if the person in front of him was an ordinary mortal.
This village is full of weird and weird things.
Suddenly you see an ordinary mortal. If you say this is an ordinary person, who would believe it?
Therefore, the other party is most likely hiding his aura.
But even if the great scholar hides his aura in front of him, he can tell it at a glance.
Then there is only one possibility.
The opponent's cultivation level is far above his.
What kind of cultivation is above him?
saint!
When did their Wei Dynasty produce a saint?
The old man was horrified.
Although he was revered as a saint by the world in the Wei Dynasty, he knew that his cultivation was far from a saint.
If we insist on comparing, one is in the sky and the other is on the ground.
And he is the one on the ground.
At this moment, the scene I saw when I entered the village came to mind again.
But can a saint really do this?
The old man didn't know clearly and wasn't sure.
But he could be sure of one thing, the man in white in front of him was not a hermit scholar, but a man of great strength.
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at the same time.
"Sir, there is an old gentleman looking for you!"
Suddenly, Tiedan and a group of children ran over and pointed at the old man.
Bu Fan looked up with doubts on his face, his heart skipped a beat.
The old man not far away was dressed in gray robes, with a thin figure and a kind and kind face, just like an ordinary old man.
But the other person's childlike appearance, especially his temperament, is like that of an old god.
Bu Fan didn't need to think about it to know that such a person was definitely not an ordinary person.
"I wonder what the old gentleman wants from me?"
Bu Fan felt nervous, turned over and got off the back of the little white donkey, and bowed his hands politely.
"Sir, this old gentleman said he came to ask you for advice!" Tiedan answered first.
Just here to ask for advice?
Bu Fan felt slightly relieved.
It's hard to say anything else, but he is quite confident in his knowledge.
But when he thought about the spirit gathering array he had arranged, he couldn't help but become nervous again.
"Don't dare! I can't say ask for advice. At most, I just ask the teacher for advice!"
The old man was frightened and excited at the same time. It was a great opportunity for him to be taught by a saint.
[Wu Xuanzi has a good impression of you, and the current favorability value is 90]
Bu Fan was stunned.
This was the first time he met someone with such a high opinion value.
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[Wu Xuanzi: The lesser sage of the Wei Dynasty, I heard that you are knowledgeable and have taught several talented children, and I admire you.]
What is the cultivation level of this sub-sage of the Great Wei Dynasty?
However, to be called a saint, he must be a werewolf.
He just said it.
One look at this old man and I thought he was the kind of hermit expert who goes around selling tips and defrauding children of candy money.
"Old sir, since you're here, why not come and sit at my house!"
Bu Fan breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he had a good impression of him, there would be no danger, he was sure of this.
"Then I would rather obey your orders than respect you!"
Wu Xuanzi bowed his hands, not to mention how excited he was. Being able to discuss Tao with a saint was simply his chance.
Afterwards, Bu Fan said goodbye to Tiedan and the other children, and led Wu Xuanzi back home.
Looking at this, it can be said that it is a simple little yard.
This small yard is not big.
There is a large and lush peach tree planted in the yard, and tables and chairs are placed under the big peach tree.
There is also a small vegetable patch surrounding it. There are several chickens raised in the small vegetable patch, and these chickens are pecking at the ground with their heads down.
A word suddenly popped into Wu Xuanzi's mind.
Seclusion!
"The living quarters are simple, don't be offended, old man!"
Bu Fan took out the tea set from the room and placed it on the table, smiling.
"How is that possible? Sir, this place is unique. It seems plain, but it gives people a sense of relaxation and joy!" Wu Xuanzi dared to say that this place was simple, and shook his head violently.
"That's right. If the mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals. If the water is not deep, it will be spiritual if there is a dragon. This is a humble house, but I am virtuous." Bu Fan said with a smile.
Wu Xuanzi's heart was trembling.
The words I just said kept echoing in my mind. The mountain is not high, if there is an immortal, it will be famous. If the water is not deep, there will be a dragon. This is a humble house, but I am virtuous, and the awe-inspiring energy in my body is surging.
Sure enough, the words of the sage, every word and every word, contain the supreme true meaning of Confucianism.
But why has he never heard of this poem?
Could it be that it was created by this gentleman?
Seeing Wu Xuanzi's dumbfounded look, Bu Fan realized that he had spilled the beans.
To him, these sentences are nothing, but to the world, these sentences are famous quotes.
It seems that he accidentally became a copycat.
To be honest, he was very disdainful of this kind of thing. What's the point of showing off with other people's poems?
"Sir, you are so talented!" Wu Xuanzi said in admiration.
[Wu Xuanzi admires you, and his current favorability value is 95]
"No, no, I overheard this, not what I did." Bu Fan waved his hand and explained.
But how could Wu Xuanzi believe it? He just thought it was Bu Fan's self-effacement.
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after.
Bu Fan knew that Wu Xuanzi was interested in poetry and poetry, so he discussed it with him.
Originally, he was a little worried that Wu Xuanzi would ask about the Spirit Gathering Array.
But after some discussion, Wu Xuanzi had no intention of asking, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
However, when he thought about it carefully, his aura was restrained. In Wu Xuanzi's eyes, he was just a private school teacher with some knowledge.
Moreover, he also found that Wu Xuanzi was extremely knowledgeable and was the most knowledgeable person he had ever seen.
Of course, compared with him, it is still far behind.
"Thank you sir for your advice!"
Wu Xuanzi stood up and saluted respectfully.
You must know that he benefited a lot from this guidance and gained some vague insights. These insights could even save him a few years of practice on the road of cultivation.
"You're welcome!"
Bu Fan smiled modestly.
"Master, I'm back and I caught two fish!"
At this time, Xiao Luren came back with two fish, "Hey, someone is coming to the house?"
"Come, let me introduce you, who is this?"
Bu Fan was about to say Wu Xuanzi, but he suddenly realized that Wu Xuanzi hadn't introduced himself yet.
"Just call me Old Man Wu!"
Wu Xuanzi glanced at little Lu Ren's face a few more times.
Old Man Wu?
The corners of Bu Fan's mouth twitched.
If he hadn't known that this was the Young Sage of the Wei Dynasty, he would have thought that he was really an ordinary little old man.
But think about it, people with extremely high cultivation levels like Wu Xuanzi usually like to hide in the world and be ordinary people.
According to their explanation, it is to experience various aspects of life and understand the reincarnation of heaven.