She didn't know why her father didn't let her go back to the small town to play.
At first, I had small ginseng at home. When I had nothing to do, I would take it out and play with the little frog to pass the time.
But playing with small ginseng all the time will get boring.
"Dad, can I go to the town to play?"
At this moment, little Xibao's little head was lying on the stone table in the yard with some boredom. There were white paper, brushes, and graphite on the stone table.
On the opposite side, Xiao Huanbao was practicing calligraphy seriously. When he heard his sister's words, he raised his little head and looked at Bu Fan, who was lying on a bamboo chair and reading a book.
"No, you should just stay at home and practice calligraphy!"
Bu Fan put the book in his arms and refused without mercy.
"Why?" Xiao Xibao pouted.
"No reason!"
Looking at the pitiful little Xibao, Bu Fan sighed in his heart. He did this because he did not want little Xibao to meet the old beggar.
After all, Xiao Xibao has the best spiritual root, and many sects are vying to accept him as a disciple with this kind of spiritual root qualification.
If Xiao Xibao's spiritual talent is discovered by the old beggar, who knows what the old beggar will do.
"But it's so boring!" Xiao Xibao said again.
"If you're bored, go train your little frog!" Bu Fan said.
Little Xibao looked at the toad lying aside. The toad opened its big eyes and screamed "croak".
One person and one frog looked at each other for a long time.
"Forget it then, I'm going to train the little ginseng!"
With that said, little Xibao jumped off the stone bench and ran towards the place where the young ginseng was kept.
Toad: "..."
Bu Fan laughed and shook his head.
It had been a few days since the ginseng doll arrived. Xiaoman would bring the ginseng doll into the space at night and feed the ginseng doll with spiritual springs.
Now Ginseng Doll can understand human speech and listens to Xiao Xibao's words very well. Xiaoman thinks it is her fault, but she didn't know that Ginseng Doll had already been accepted by him as his disciple, named Bu Xiaocan.
However, it was time for him to meet the old beggar.
Even though he usually stays close to home, he has many spies in the town.
Although they are called spies, they are actually some of the people who manage the town. These people usually come to report to him about the situation in the town.
As for the matter about the old beggar, naturally he couldn't hide it from him.
For example, why did the old beggar come to their house and whose house he stayed at.
However, regarding the old beggar telling stories in the town, Zang Bufan became more and more certain that the old beggar was hiding his identity.
After all, the higher the cultivation level, the more people like to play this kind of trick of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
"Playing the role of a blind old storyteller? Do all the hermit masters like to play this trick nowadays?"
Bu Fan clicked his tongue. He was not afraid of the old beggar discovering that he was a monk. Although his cultivation level may not be as good as that of the old beggar, he had the hidden function of the system.
The reason why I want to meet the old beggar is mainly because I want to know what the old beggar’s cultivation is and what his strength is.
If you are not as strong as him, then there is nothing to worry about.
But if the strength is higher than him, then he can only carry the train and run away overnight.
joke!!
If the old beggar is really stronger than him, there is no need to worry so much.
As we all know, this world of immortality does not allow monks higher than the Mahayana stage to stay here.
Therefore, even if the old beggar has strength above the Mahayana stage, he can only use his Mahayana cultivation strength when fighting.
Once he uses a strength that exceeds the Mahayana, he will definitely be expelled from this world of cultivation by the heavens and go to the so-called immortal world. And although he is in the early stage of Mahayana, he can face the fire demon with complete strength of Mahayana with ease.
However, Bu Fan was also worried that the old beggar would ignore Heaven's rejection and directly use his Mahayana or higher strength to fight him.
So, just to be on the safe side, I decided to test the old beggar’s background.
"Mayor?"
Suddenly, a voice came.
Bu Fan came back to his senses, looked up, and saw Song Laizi standing outside the door with his head peeping out, looking sneaky.
"Don't act like a thief, just come in and tell me if you have anything?"
Bu Fan was angry, but he knew that the reason why the old beggar came to their town was Song Laizi's contribution.
"clear!"
Song Leizi immediately came to Bu Fan's side neatly.
"Hello, Grandpa Song!" Xiao Huanbao said politely.
"So good, little Huanbao is writing?"
Song Leizi smiled very kindly, although he still looked like a wretched old man.
"Yeah!" Xiao Huanbao nodded.
And Xiao Xibao came over with a small ginseng in his arms and said hello to Song Leizi, who still nodded.
"Xiao Xibao, is it ginseng you are holding in your hand?"
Song Laizi's eyes lit up. This was the first time he had seen such a big ginseng, so he needed to eat more.
"Put away your evil thoughts!"
Bu Fan saw Song Leizi's thoughts and immediately spoke out.
"Mayor, you misunderstood me. What evil thoughts could I have?" Song Laizi scratched his head and said with an apologetic smile.
"Tell me, what's the matter?" Bu Fan said.
"I almost forgot about the real thing!"
Song Leizi slapped his head, looked around, and immediately whispered in Bu Fan's ear: "Mayor, I have something important to tell you!"
"Come to think of it, don't get so close?" Bu Fan hid.
"Mayor, what I said is a big deal. It won't be good if others hear it!" Song Leizi said anxiously.
"You usually don't discuss important matters with your wife?" Bu Fan said with a smile. In fact, he vaguely guessed Song Leizi's purpose.
Song Leizi was slightly startled, but he quickly reacted, "Mayor, how long have you been making such a joke!"
"Okay, okay, if you have anything to do, come into the living room and talk!"
Bu Fan shook his head, and after explaining to Xiao Xibao and Xiao Huanbao, he and Song Laizi entered the living room.
As soon as he entered the living room, Song Laizi was like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube. He told the story of meeting the old beggar and that the old beggar wanted to take him as his disciple in a concise and concise manner.
"You mean that immortal originally wanted to accept you as his disciple?" Bu Fan really didn't expect this.
"That's right, but I rejected him. He asked me to practice with him. How could I leave my big family behind?" Song Lezi said impassionedly.
"I think you can't bear to leave your wife!" How could Bu Fan fail to understand Song Leizi's thoughts?
"Hehe, the mayor noticed it!" Song Leizi scratched his head and laughed.
"Why did the immortal accept you as his disciple?" Bu Fan was a little curious.
"Then the immortal said that my body is special and my marrow is cleansed by medicinal materials. Anyway, it is very suitable for me to train with him!"
Song Lezi recalled the situation at that time and said.
Bu Fan's face suddenly looked a little strange.
He still understood Song Laizi's physical condition. His energy and blood were extremely strong, and his body was stronger than the average person's.
Moreover, the most important thing is that because Song Leizi asked for prescriptions all the time, his body became immune to many prescriptions.
In the past, a prescription could last Song Leizi several months.
But now that the medicine is prescribed, Song Leizi feels that it has no effect after just a few days.