I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

"Why are you so stubborn? Ordinary people only live for a hundred years, so why not give up? Even if it makes you happy for a hundred years, what's the use? In the end, it's not a pile of loess!"

The old beggar didn't understand.

"How should I put it, Immortal, I'm just a fool, if I accidentally offend you by saying something, don't bother with me, a villain!"

Song Laizi felt that the old beggar spoke very politely, and thought he was not the kind of unreasonable person, so he apologized and said with a smile.

"Just say it!" The old beggar was also curious about what Song Laizi would say.

"Immortal, to tell you the truth, I, Song Laizi, only married a wife in my forties. Do you know what it's like to be single for decades? Seeing other people in pairs, but you are alone, no one greets you, some are A quilt without any warmth, full of loneliness and loneliness." Song Laizi complained.

"I've been single for thousands of years, why don't I feel like you said?" The old beggar interrupted after taking a sip of his wine.

Song Laizi said: "..."

Originally, he wanted to say that he would get used to being alone, but he definitely couldn't say that to an immortal, unless he wanted to seek death.

"Immortal, isn't there a saying that says that a tall man is too cold!" Song Laizi coughed lightly.

"It's too cold for a tall man, yes, I didn't expect you to look sloppy, but what you say is clear!" The old beggar nodded.

"Immortal praise!" Song Laizi wiped the sweat from his heart.

"Go on!" said the old beggar.

"Later, I managed to marry a daughter-in-law. Although she was a widow, she was very beautiful and gentle.

After a tiring day, there was a hot meal waiting for me at home. When I was sweating, someone wiped my sweat with a handkerchief.

Especially at night...”

Song Laizi was about to continue, but was interrupted by the old beggar.

"There's no need to talk about the rest!"

"Immortal, the last thing is the key!" Song Laizi said.

The old beggar naturally knew that the back was the key.

But the question is, are mortals so reckless now?

However, after listening to Song Laizi's words, he knew he had misunderstood.

"At night, she washed my feet, and the two of us were lying on the bed and whispering. Although it was some trivial matter in the town, I knew it was a touch of happiness."

Song Laizi couldn't help showing an intoxicated look of happiness on his face.

"So, you are reluctant to part with your daughter-in-law?" The old beggar finally understood.

"Actually, there are still my sons and daughters!" Song Laizi corrected.

The old beggar took a sip of his wine and shook his head. All he heard from the beginning to the end were daughters-in-law and daughter-in-law, but no children.

"Since you are still reluctant to part with the world of mortals, I won't force you, but it's a pity that you have such a good body!" The old beggar said regretfully after taking a sip of his wine.

"With the ability of an immortal, it's not easy to accept disciples?" Song Laizi smiled apologetically.

"It's different. Although body training can be done without spiritual roots, it's useless without a tough physical body!"

The old beggar shook his head. Although everyone can train their bodies, there are very few seedlings who can truly train their bodies.

"Immortal, my town is in front of me, why don't you come and sit at my house." Song Laizi didn't know what to say, so he pointed to the distant corner town and smiled.

"Forget it!"

Just as the old beggar was about to shake his head, his expression suddenly changed.

I just feel that the whole body is suddenly filled with an extremely strong aura of heaven and earth.

"This small town is actually equipped with a gathering formation, and a hiding formation?"

The old beggar muttered, his consciousness suddenly dispersed, and he suddenly discovered that these formations surrounded a small town.

"There is still a sense of Confucianism and Taoism?"

The sound of reading aloud came from the small village, and the sound of reading aloud contained a sense of grandeur.

"Which old guy lives in seclusion here?"

The old guys in his mouth are naturally those existences like him.

But just now he scanned the whole town with his spiritual sense, but he didn't find it.

However, he found that there was something special about this kid.

The kid kept swinging his sword in the courtyard, but every swing of the sword contained the supreme dao rhyme.

If he guessed correctly, that kid must be a sword repairman.

"Could it be the master of this sword-wielding boy who arranged these formations?"

Sword cultivators are a group of people who think highly of themselves and are rebellious, but it is undeniable that they are powerful. Even with the same level of cultivation, the old beggars do not think they are their opponents.

But if it's a sword cultivator, what's the matter with the awe-inspiring aura of the academy?

……

"Is the small town in front of you the one you live in?" The old beggar withdrew his consciousness and asked Song Laizi.

"Yes, actually it wasn't from a small town before, it was only changed a few days ago!" Song Laizi replied honestly.

"Then what's the name of your town?" the old beggar asked again.

"Karr Town!"

Speaking of the small town, Song Laizi couldn't help showing some pride.

"Your town is really extraordinary!" The old beggar couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Immortals have also heard of our town?"

Song Laizi was a little surprised. Although the soap and cement in his corner town resounded all over the place, he didn't expect that even the immortals knew about it.

"I've never heard of it!" said the old beggar.

Song Laizi was at a loss for words.

Well, let him be wishful thinking.

After all, no matter what people say, they are also immortals, so it's okay if you haven't heard of their small place.

"However, I feel that your town is a place of outstanding individuals." The old beggar said softly.

"As expected of an immortal, I guessed it right. There were nine champions in our town before!" Song Laizi laughed.

"To be able to teach so many champions, I think their husband is extraordinary!" The old beggar couldn't help but picked up the wine gourd and took a sip of the wine.

When Song Laizi saw the wine gourd, he couldn't help swallowing.

Before changing it, he would definitely ask the old beggar for a drink unceremoniously, but now he dare not.

"If you want to drink, take it!"

The old beggar smiled and threw the wine gourd in his hand to Song Laizi.

"Thank you fairy!"

Song Laizi took the wine gourd, laughed, and immediately raised his head, tilted the wine gourd, and poured the wine into his mouth.

"Immortal, you said earlier that this wine gourd can't even fill a river, is that true?"

Song Laizi wiped the remaining wine on his mouth, and respectfully handed the wine gourd to the old beggar.

"Of course it is true!" The old beggar took the wine gourd.

"Doesn't that mean that this wine gourd contains a lot of this kind of good wine?" Song Laizi's eyes lit up.

"What's wrong? Regret it? If you still want to worship me as a teacher, it's not impossible!" The old beggar laughed.

"Immortal, don't seduce me, I really miss my daughter-in-law!" Song Laizi shook his head violently. Although cultivating immortals is good, he thinks a daughter-in-law is more fragrant.

The old beggar shook his head, "Tell me, who are those champions?"

"It's...a wife named Wu!"

Song Laizi originally wanted to talk about the mayor, but when he thought it was strange for the immortal to ask such a question suddenly, he changed his words and said Mr. Wu.

"Master Wu? Could it be that old boy?"