"That's alright, you go down the mountain to find Song Leizi and ask him to help you arrange a blacksmithing place!"
Bu Fan waved his hand, meaning to chase away the guests.
"But I don't know where Song Leizi's family is?" Duan Zhengwai asked.
"If you don't know me, why don't you ask?!"
Bu Fan suddenly had a straight face, and his body suddenly exuded an aura of absolute oppression.
"yes!"
Duan Zhenghou's expression changed, and he ran out of the yard without forgetting to drink all the wine in the bowl.
When Duan Zheng was waiting to leave, Bu Fan took back his breath.
In fact, he just had the idea of accepting Duan Zhenghou as a disciple of the sect.
Not to mention that recruiting a fusion monk will reward you with a lot of experience, let’s just say that the sect really lacks someone who can forge magic weapons.
After all, the magic weapon that the system rewarded him in the past was almost enough when he asked a group of disciples to go out to recruit disciples.
And he had some minor problems with refining weapons.
If the sect had a place dedicated to refining weapons, it would be able to refining magical weapons for a group of disciples.
But this moment gave him a somewhat unreliable feeling.
In other words, if the first impression is not good, then let Duan Zhenghou stay in the town for a while.
"Xiao Xibao, what do you think of the man who left just now?"
Suddenly, Bu Fan looked at Xiao Xibao who was eating barbecue.
Speak the truth.
He was really worried that little Xibao would encounter such a playboy like Duan Zhenghou in the future.
"Is that uncle who wanted to chase Aunt Mingzhu just now?" Xiao Xibao blinked his big eyes and wiped the grease stains from his small mouth with his sleeve.
"Yes, that's him!" Bu Fan smiled and picked up a handkerchief from the stone table to wipe Xiao Xibao's mouth.
"He looks silly and not very smart!" Xiao Xibao thought seriously for a moment.
"Well, that's right, Xiao Xibao, remember to stay away from such people in the future, you know?" Bu Fan said.
"Okay, Daddy!"
Xiao Xibao's little face smiled so sweetly that it was so sweet that Bu Fan felt it in his heart.
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the other side.
After Duan Zhenghou left Bu Fan's house, he breathed a long sigh of relief.
The aura of the hermit master just now made him feel a kind of terror that he had never experienced before. He felt that as long as the other person had a thought, he could be wiped out.
Duan Zhenghou did not dare to think too much and immediately walked down the mountain.
After a while, I saw a figure standing there in the distance.
That person was none other than Wu Xuanzi.
"Little friend, are you out?" Wu Xuanzi said with a kind face.
"Wu Shengren!" Duan Zhenghou didn't dare to be negligent and quickly said with his hands in hand.
"I said before, you don't have to call me Wu Shengren, just call me Wu Fuzi!" Wu Xuanzi smiled.
"Master, are you waiting here?"
Duan Zhenghou was not stupid. The other party did not leave, but was waiting halfway, undoubtedly waiting for him.
"Almost, Sir, have you agreed to stay in the town?" Wu Xuanzi stroked his white beard.
"That's right!"
Duan Zhenghou nodded and did not hide anything, telling Bu Fan that he agreed to blacksmithing in the town.
"Let you blacksmith in a small town?"
Wu Xuanzi was a little surprised, "Maybe sir is testing you!"
"Junior knows this!"
From Duan Zhenghou's perspective, Bu Fan's actions were a test of whether he was qualified to match Zhou Mingzhu.
"That's good if you think so. Being able to stay in a small town is a great blessing for many monks!"
Wu Xuanzi didn't know that Duan Zhenghou stayed in the town because of his pursuit of Zhou Mingzhu. He simply thought that Duan Zhenghou wanted to stay in the town because of the mayor.
"I happen to know Song Lezi's family, I'll take you there!"
With that said, Wu Xuanzi walked towards the town with his hands on his back.
"Thank you, Master!"
Duan Zhenghou quickly clasped his fists in thanks and followed behind Wu Xuanzi.
"Master, is that master a Confucian and Taoist saint?" Duan Zhenghou thought of his previous guess and asked cautiously.
"A Confucian and Taoist saint? Why do you think that your husband is a Confucian and Taoist saint?" Wu Xuanzi was slightly stunned and said with a smile.
"Is it possible that you are not a Confucian and Taoist saint?" Duan Zhenghou asked in confusion when he saw Wu Xuanzi's appearance.
"No! Sir is a higher being than a Confucian and Taoist saint!" Wu Xuanzi clasped his hands and shook his head.
Duan Zhenghou was horrified.
Are Confucian and Taoist saints still higher?
"Could it be that that gentleman is a powerful figure that has been rumored in the world of immortality?"
There are always rumors of great power among high-level monks.
It is said that the Great Power exists beyond the period of tribulation.
The people who have received their guidance are all well-known people in the world of immortality, and they have even come to the rescue many times when the human race is in crisis.
It's just that these things have always been spread in the world of immortality in the form of rumors.
Therefore, not many monks believe in it.
Because most monks believe that after breaking through to the tribulation stage, if they want to continue practicing, they can only go to the fairy world.
"How can there be any great power in the world? The so-called great power is just a general term used by monks for people whose cultivation has exceeded the tribulation period!"
Wu Xuanzi sighed and looked up at the blue sky.
The monks from the Tiannan Continent can go to the endless void to find a world suitable for cultivation, so will the monks from other worlds also be able to come to the Tiannan Continent.
And could the great power that has been circulating in Tiannan Continent be left behind by monks from outside Tiannan Continent?
Just like that gentleman, he stayed in Tiannan Continent just to do certain things.
In other words, maybe the great power spread in the world of immortality is that gentleman.
"Master, what you mean is that there is a realm beyond overcoming tribulations?"
Duan Zhenghou's heart seemed to be at a standstill. Even though he was in the combined stage, he knew many secrets of the world of immortality, but that was only relative to the combined stage.
"You want to know?" Wu Xuanzi smiled.
"I think!" Duan Zhenghou nodded repeatedly.
"Actually, it doesn't matter with your current level of cultivation. There is indeed a realm beyond transcending tribulation, and that is the fairyland!" Wu Xuanzi said.
"Fairyland? Master, by chance, I once visited an ancient cave and read some fragmentary records in it. It said that if I, a monk from Tiannan Continent, wants to break through the tribulation period, the only way is to go to the fairyland.
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Duan Zhenghou asked honestly.
"You are right to say that. It is indeed impossible to break through to the fairyland in our Tiannan Continent, but it is not impossible!" Wu Xuanzi said with a smile.
"Master, are you saying that monks can break through to that fairyland on Tiannan Continent? How is this possible?" Duan Zhenghou said in shock.
"This is absolutely true. I have seen it with my own eyes!" Wu Xuanzi stroked his beard.
"Could it be that one?"
Duan Zhenghou trembled in his heart and turned to look at the simple farmhouse in the distance.
He had always thought that the Tribulation Stage was the top existence in Tiannan Continent, but he never thought that there was a higher existence.
"Haha, you underestimate your master's ability!"
Wu Xuanzi laughed loudly and said: "Let me tell you, the person who was able to break through to the fairyland before did so under the guidance of that gentleman!"
"Moreover, that gentleman eliminated the catastrophe of breaking through the fairyland with just a look!"
Although Duan Zhenghou had guessed that the mysterious master was extremely advanced, he never had a rough idea. Now when he learned about it from Wu Xuanzi, he was completely shocked.
One look eliminated the heavenly calamity.
What kind of terrifying cultivation level can this be accomplished?