I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

Bu Fan frowned.

The beautiful woman seemed to be looking at him just now?

Or, the direction in which the beautiful woman looked happened to be his perspective.

This is not the first time this kind of thing has been encountered.

I remember the same thing when I saw the ginseng doll last time, as if the characters in the picture could find him peeping.

But obviously these scenes are all things that happened in the past, but considering that this is the world of cultivating immortals, it cannot be explained according to common sense.

It seems that it is best to keep your eyes open in the future.

After all, after using Tianyantong a few times, he noticed one thing, that is, the higher the cultivation level of the lucky person before reincarnation, the less the pictures will be.

Seeing that Bu Fan asked her something, Fan Xiaolian stood there frowning and thinking about something. She didn't dare to disturb her, and stood quietly waiting.

"If you want to learn spells, you can worship me as a teacher. I wonder if you want to?"

Bu Fan restrained his thoughts, looked at Fan Xiaolian with a smile, and then, with one hand behind his back, he slowly raised the other, and a ball of fire suddenly appeared in his palm.

Fireball is the lowest level of spells, and it can be manipulated well even at the first level of Qi Refining Stage.

Fan Xiaolian was dumbfounded.

She was not petrified by Bu Fan's fireball, but by Bu Fan's words.

"What's wrong? Don't want to?"

Bu Fan put away the fireball, put his hands behind his back, and smiled lightly, giving people the feeling of a master

"No, I do, I do!"

Fan Xiaolian shook her head and nodded again.

[Mission: Apprentice completion]

[Task reward: 4 million experience points x[-]]

[Heavenly Reincarnation Skill Upgrade]

【Dawei Tianlong upgrade】

……

A series of skill upgrade prompts sounded.

Bu Fan didn't expect to easily get a wave of experience points for free.

"But, Uncle Mayor, Sister Xiaoman said in the room that I can't practice immortality?" Fan Xiaolian thought of something, her small face was a little worried.

"let me see!"

Bu Fan stepped forward and touched Fan Xiaolian's head, "You have spiritual roots in your body, you can practice!"

"Uncle Mayor, you didn't lie to me?"

Fan Xiaolian raised her head, her fair face was filled with shock and joy.

"What did I lie to you for?" Bu Fan said with a smile, "But you have to tell your mother about cultivation!"

"Yeah, I'm going to tell my mother now!"

Fan Xiaolian ran home happily, as if she wanted to tell her mother the good news, but she thought in her heart, great, I can practice like Miss Xiaoman!

Bu Fan shook his head, and lay back on the bamboo chair, feeling very good.

No matter how you say it, receiving a disciple is something to be happy about.

"Father, is Fan Xiaolian gone?"

After a while, Xiaoman came out from the house.

In fact, ever since Fan Xiaolian walked out of the house, she was so entangled in her heart that she had no intention of practicing at all.

"Leave early!" Bu Fan raised his eyes and said.

"Oh, what about Mother and Xiao Xibao?" Xiao Man asked again.

"Your sister and your mother went shopping in town!" Bu Fan said.

"Well, then I'm going back to my room to practice!" Xiaoman turned around expressionlessly.

"By the way, I just accepted Fan Xiaolian as a disciple, and Fan Xiaolian will be your junior sister from now on!" Bu Fan said calmly while looking down at the book.

"What did you say? You accepted Fan Xiaolian as a disciple?"

Xiaoman paused, turned around abruptly, and said with a look of astonishment.

"Is it strange?" Bu Fan put down the book, looked up at Xiao Man and asked.

"Are you a student at the ninth level of Qi training? Do you know what kind of spiritual root qualification Fan Xiaolian has?" Xiaoman asked back.

"I know, fire and earth dual spiritual roots, not to mention that the attributes of this spiritual root are quite suitable for alchemy and farming!" Bu Fan said with great interest.

"Then you still dare to accept it?" Xiao Man said angrily.

"Why don't I dare to accept it? She has spiritual roots and I'm a monk. Why can't I accept it?" Bu Fan laughed.

"But...but, you are only in the Qi refining stage, and she has dual spiritual roots. It will take less than two years for her cultivation to catch up with you!" Xiaoman explained.

"Whoever finds out, whoever accepts it, and whoever tells you that the master must have a higher level of cultivation than the disciple, as the saying goes, the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead, you child have to change your mind!" Bu Fan shook his head.

"Forget it, I won't tell you anymore, it's none of my business if you want to accept anyone!"

Xiaoman immediately strode towards the house.

In fact, she didn't know what was going on, but when she heard that Fan Xiaolian was accepted as a disciple by her father, she actually breathed a sigh of relief.

"Kids nowadays are so duplicity."

Bu Fan shook his head, picked up the book and read it again, and couldn't help feeling, "Spring is here, and the flowers are blooming!"

……

at the same time.

Fan Xiaolian ran home excitedly.

At this moment, Yang Yulan was cooking in the kitchen. Seeing her daughter so happy, she must have encountered something good.

"Your child is grown up, and you are still frizzy. Tell me, did something good happen to you!" Yang Yulan's eyes were filled with doting.

"Mother, let me tell you, the mayor's uncle said he wants to take me in as a disciple!"

Fan Xiaolian told her about Bu Fan's teaching her spells.

Yang Yulan couldn't react at first, but soon her complexion gradually changed from dull to excited and joyful.

One must know that even if the mayor does not teach the daughter spells, just because the mayor is the most knowledgeable person in the town, the daughter can worship the mayor as a teacher. With this relationship, the life of the daughter will not be bad in the future.

What's more, the mayor still teaches spells.

"Let's go, let's go to the supermarket to buy some things with mother!"

"Mom, aren't you cooking?"

"What are you doing now? Don't you want to learn magic from the mayor?"

Without a moment's hesitation, Yang Yulan dragged Fan Xiaolian to the department store in the small town to buy a lot of valuable gifts, then borrowed an ox cart from a neighbor and went to Bufan's house.

The driver of the bullock cart was a man in his 40s.

Seeing that Yang Yulan was bringing things to the mayor's house, she couldn't help being a little curious, "Sister Yang, what's the matter with taking my daughter to the mayor's house so late, and bringing big bags and small bags!"

"It's a good thing, but it hasn't happened yet!"

Yang Yulan smiled, and simply said that something good happened, but didn't explain what it was.

Men are not blind people, and after hearing what Yang Yulan said, she didn't ask.

When the Bufan family saw Yang Yulan's mother and daughter, and the gifts on the ox cart, they were a little dumbfounded, but when they learned of Yang Yulan's reason for coming, Bu Fan couldn't laugh or cry.

He really didn't expect Yang Yulan's reaction to be so big.

In the end, after some excuses, Bu Fan simply accepted some not-so-expensive gifts on the grounds of keeping everything simple, and asked Yang Yulan to take back the others.

Yang Yulan was afraid that Bu Fan would not accept Fan Xiaolian as a disciple, so naturally she would do what Bu Fan said.

In the evening, Bu Fan still left Yang Yulan's mother and daughter at home for dinner, and by the way introduced Fan Xiaolian to his family as his disciple in the future.

Yang Yulan was happy today and drank a few more glasses of wine at the dinner table.

In fact, since she came to Corner Town, there are only two things she is happiest about, one is coming to Corner Town, and the other is this matter.

After eating, Bu Fan asked Lu Ren to drive Yang Yulan's mother and daughter back in a donkey cart.

Watching Yang Yulan's mother and daughter leave.

Bu Fan and Dani looked at each other, Qi Qi sighed, Yang Yulan is a good mother.