I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

"Master, is what that man said true? But isn't Ying Long the most powerful dragon clan? How could he be stabbed to death by a bamboo stick?"

The little boy beside him couldn't help looking curiously at Wu Xuanzi beside him.

"Although Ying Long is powerful, he is not the most powerful among the dragon clan!"

Wu Xuanzi shook his head slowly.

The old beggar said that Yinglong, who had been a disaster for the world for 300 years, was beheaded, he knew it, because it happened in the territory of Wei.

And the one who beheaded this Yinglong was none other than the old beggar.

However, the old beggar beheaded the dragon not to get rid of his reputation, but to make wine.

Next, the old beggar was still telling stories, and Wu Xuanzi and the little boy stood outside the crowd and listened quietly.

After a quarter of an hour, a flat voice came from the crowd.

"Go away, this is the end of today's story!"

"Then let's come and listen again tomorrow!!"

Although the story of the old beggar seems to many people to be made up, it is very interesting to many small town residents. 7K 妏敩

"Hey, are you Master Wu?"

Someone turned around and saw Wu Xuanzi and the little boy with surprise on their faces.

For a while, many town residents also noticed Wu Xuanzi.

Wu Xuanzi taught in the former Gaga Village. Many town residents knew Wu Xuanzi and respected him.

Wu Xuanzi returned the salutes one by one, and made a noise with the residents of the small town.

The old beggar under the big locust tree didn't intend to get up, but sat on the stone pier and drank some wine.

The little chubby girl on the side was puzzled. Normally, the blind grandpa would go back after telling the story. Why didn't he this time.

"Master Wu, come to my house for tea when you have time!!"

"it is good!"

Wu Xuanzi said goodbye to these small town residents kindly.

After waiting for others to walk almost, he took the little boy and walked slowly towards the old beggar.

"I've met fellow Taoist!" Wu Xuanzi cupped his hands.

"Originally, I thought I would have to wait for dozens or hundreds of years, but I didn't expect to wait for you to come back so soon!" The old beggar picked up the bamboo stick beside him, and grinned, as if meeting an acquaintance.

"Anything else?"

Wu Xuanzi was a little surprised, he thought that the old beggar stayed here because of that senior, but he didn't expect it was to wait for him.

"Fellow Daoist, long time no see, your cultivation has improved a lot, I'm afraid you're not far away from taking that step!!" The old beggar looked at Wu Xuanzi and smiled again.

"It's still a long way off, but fellow daoist, you are not far away from breaking through the Dzogchen!" Wu Xuanzi smiled lightly.

"It's not that easy. Don't look at the difference between the later stage and the Great Perfection, but how difficult it is to break through!" The old beggar sighed.

Wu Xuanzi let out a laugh.

What the old beggar said just now was to wait for him.

In fact, the purpose is the same as his, to seek opportunities here.

After all, with that senior around, the old beggar might really be able to break through to the Great Perfection.

Song Xiangcao, who was at the side, was confused and thought, who is this old man, how did he know the blind grandpa, and what they said, why can't he understand.

However, the little brother next to the old man is really good-looking, but he is a little worse than her future little husband.

"Is this your apprentice?"

The old beggar noticed the little boy beside Wu Xuanzi, and couldn't help but look him up.

"I've seen you, senior!" The little boy saluted respectfully.

"Well, not bad, it's a good seedling!" The old beggar couldn't help but nodded.

"Fellow Daoist misunderstood, this child is not my disciple!" Wu Xuanzi smiled faintly.

"Oh? I'm not your disciple, so how about giving this child to me??" The old beggar grinned.

"You can't teach him!!!" Wu Xuanzi shook his head.

"If you don't let it, just say it!"

The old beggar muttered, he felt that Wu Xuanzi said that because he was reluctant to give up the child to him.

When Wu Xuanzi heard what the old beggar said, he didn't think about explaining too much.

Although he and the old beggar have only met a few times, they have spent a lot of time discussing together, and they also know the old beggar's personality.

"I don't know if you are free, we have a little gathering!"

The old beggar really wanted to discuss Taoism with Wu Xuanzi, after all, Confucianism has a lot of experience in understanding Taoism

Wu Xuanzi glanced at the little boy next to him, cupped his hands and said to the old beggar, "Fellow Daoist, I want to visit that gentleman first, and get together with fellow Daoist when I have time!!"

The old beggar was going to nod in agreement.

Anyway, in the small town, he could talk to Wu Xuanzi at any time, but suddenly he noticed something was wrong.

"Fellow Daoist, wait a moment!"

The old beggar hurriedly called Wu Xuanzi to stop.

"I don't know what else you can do?" Wu Xuanzi asked politely.

"Just now I heard fellow daoists say that they want to visit that gentleman. I wonder if there is anyone in the small town worthy of being called sir by fellow daoists?"

The old beggar looked at Wu Xuanzi suspiciously.

Wu Xuanzi is a sub-sage of Confucianism and Taoism, besides those two, who else in the world can make Wu Xuanzi respectfully call him "Sir".

"Fellow Daoist, don't you know Mr.?"

This time Wu Xuanzi was stunned by the question, he said in a little confusion.

The old beggar shook his head.

He really doesn't know Mr. What here.

"Then why did you stay in the small town? And how did you find out here!"

Wu Xuanzi suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

He thought it was right for the old beggar to know Mr. Bu, otherwise why would the other party stay in Corner Town.

But at this moment, he realized that the other party was not left because of that gentleman.

"Of course I'm waiting for you here, and it's just a coincidence that I found this place."

The old beggar told the story of his arrival in Jiajia Town.

"I found out that a powerful formation has been arranged here, and I heard that a master surnamed Wu not only educated the villagers, but also established an academy here!"

Wu Xuanzi was dumbfounded.

He civilized the villagers?

He established an academy?

Which bastard put such a big hat on his head.

"Fellow Daoist, I misunderstood, I did not establish this academy, I just helped that gentleman teach!"

Wu Xuanzi was a little panicked.

"Not you?"

The old beggar hesitated, but when he saw Wu Xuanzi's frightened appearance, he suddenly became nervous.

"What about the formation?"

Wu Xuanzi shook his head.

The old beggar's heart sank.

He has been here for quite a few days, but he has not found a person with a very high level of cultivation, and it is even very possible that that person has been monitoring his every move in the dark.

"Fellow Daoist, tell me, is there a person with extremely high cultivation hidden here, so what about his cultivation?"

The old beggar is not stupid, he realized something all of a sudden, and if a dignified sub-sage is willing to teach here, it means that the cultivation of that person is higher than that of Wu Xuanzi.

"I don't know, I can only say that that person is unpredictable!" Wu Xuanzi recalled the scene of discussing with that gentleman back then, and couldn't help feeling in his heart.

"Everything here, you can also feel that the formations covering the town are not only the spirit-gathering formations, but also no less than a thousand kinds of ancient formations, even those old monsters who are proficient in formations can't do it. arrive!"

Wu Xuanzi looked around.

"Thousands of ancient formations?"

The old beggar couldn't help being shocked, he could only feel that there was a powerful formation blessing here.