I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

Seeing Duan Zhenghou's face full of enjoyment, Wu Xuanzi stroked his beard, and took a sip from the wine glass, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was enjoying the wine.

"Senior, did you brew this wine?"

Duan Zhenghou was horrified. He could refine Xuantian Lingbao and brew fine wine that would enhance his mood. This person in front of him was undoubtedly the legendary hermit power in the world of cultivating immortals.

According to legend, the hermit Da Neng has the ability to reach the sky. If you can meet them, a cup of tea or a glass of wine will be a fortune.

And isn't he like this at the moment?

"Don't call me senior, I can't get used to it!"

Bu Fan shook his head, especially the indifferent expression with a sense of mystery, which instantly made Duan Zhenghou feel that there was a hermit in front of him.

"Then I don't know how to address you?" Duan Zhenghou asked cautiously.

"Just call me the mayor, or sir!" Bu Fan said softly.

"Yes, sir!"

Duan Zhenghou was not surprised, because he knew that some people with high cultivation bases didn't like others to call them seniors.

"Daddy, the chicken wings are ready!"

At this time, Xiao Xibao stared at the chicken wings, raised his eyes and said.

"it is good!"

Bu Fan's eyes were full of doting.

After sprinkling some cumin powder on the chicken wings, he put the baked chicken wings on a plate, and Xiao Xibao couldn't wait to pick up the chicken wings and eat them.

This scene made Duan Zhenghou suddenly feel that the person in front of him was not a hermit, but a secular father who loved his daughter.

Back to Basics!

Road to simplicity!

Duan Zhenghou's heart trembled, and he became more and more sure that the person in front of him was an expert who lived in seclusion here.

"Little friend, your name is Duan Zhenghou. Could it be that famous master of crafting?"

Wu Xuanzi stroked his beard and looked at Duan Zhenghou with a smile.

Don't look at Tiannan's world of cultivating immortals as big, but that's only compared to low-level monks, and for the top monks in the world of cultivating immortals, Tiannan's world of cultivating immortals is actually that big.

Even if they haven't met each other, they have more or less heard of each other's existence.

"It's the next one, I don't know how to call the senior?"

Duan Zhenghou didn't dare to underestimate this white-haired old man who looked like a fairy.

"You don't need to call me senior, my surname is Wu, and everyone in the town calls me Master Wu!" Wu Xuanzi laughed.

Surname Wu?

"I don't know if senior and Wu Shengren know each other?" Duan Zhenghou asked in fear.

"What kind of saint, I'm just a sub-sage!" Wu Xuanzi shook his head slowly.

Duan Zhenghou's heart trembled violently.

The purpose of his visit to Great Wei this time is to find this explorer Daoist.

It's just that on the way, I accidentally discovered the Classic of Mountains and Seas, guessing that the author of the Classic of Mountains and Seas is most likely the Wu Xuanzi in front of me.

And the Classic of Mountains and Seas was issued in Luoyang County, so he came to Luoyang County on purpose.

"This junior has met Wu Shengren!" Duan Zhenghou hurriedly got up and said respectfully.

"You don't need to be so polite at Mr.'s house!"

Wu Xuanzi waved his hand, "Sir, it's getting late, I should go back to the academy!"

"Sit for a while longer?" Bu Fan asked to stay.

"No, the academy still has some things to deal with!" Wu Xuanzi shook his head.

"Then Master Wu, go slowly!" Bu Fan nodded.

Wu Xuanzi stood up, said goodbye to Bu Fan respectfully, nodded with Duan Zhenghou, and then walked away.

At this moment, Duan Zhenghou's inner shock could no longer be added.

The majestic Dawei Yasheng is so respectful to the mayor, so how terrifying is the strength of the other party's cultivation base.

Could it be that the other party is a real Confucian or Taoist saint?

"I don't know why Mr. Duan came to our town?"

Bu Fan picked up the wine bowl and took a sip, his expression indifferent.

He may be pretending in front of Wu Xuanzi and the old beggar, but in front of this period, he doesn't need to pretend at all, he is a real hermit.

"This... I didn't intend to pass by here!"

Duan Zhenghou didn't dare to say that he came here to chase after beauties, after all, it would be too embarrassing to say that.

"Do you think I will believe it? I heard that you molested secular girls in the county!" Bu Fan looked up at Duan Zhenghou and smiled.

"Sir, in fact, what happened in the county town was just a misunderstanding. I didn't flirt with secular women!"

Duan Zhenghou shuddered all over, and hurriedly explained, he didn't need to think about it, he knew that Song Laizi must have told the matter to the hermit master.

"Really? But that's not what I heard from Song Laizi. He said that you said some nasty things to two girls you didn't know!"

Bu Fan didn't continue to watch Duan Zhenghou, but burned the chicken drumsticks comfortably.

But Duan Zhenghou was sweating a little on his forehead, "Actually, sir, this is all my old problem. Whenever I see a pretty girl, I can't help but talk!"

"Well, this problem is normal, as long as it is a man, it will happen!" Bu Fan nodded.

Duan Zhenghou breathed a sigh of relief, but Bu Fan's next words made him lift his heart up again.

"So, you came to the town to pursue beautiful girls?"

Bu Fan raised his eyes to look at Duan Zhenghou again, this glance pierced Duan Zhenghou's heart like a sharp arrow.

"Let me think about it. I heard from Song Laizi that you seemed to want to pursue Zhou Mingzhu before! By the way, do you know who Zhou Mingzhu is?" Bu Fan asked back.

"This junior heard about it before he came!"

Duan Zhenghou swallowed, but he knew he couldn't hide it.

"Senior... No, sir, do you know Zhou Mingzhu?" Duan Zhenghou asked cautiously.

"Let's get to know each other. Speaking of which, she is considered half of my disciple. Could it be that you are interested in me as a disciple?" Bu Fan laughed.

Duan Zhenghou nodded, shook his head again, and finally gritted his teeth.

"Sir, whether you believe it or not, but when I saw your disciple on the road, I fell in love with her deeply. That kind of love is engraved in my bones and may never be forgotten in my life. From that moment on, I have always loved her." I swear secretly that I will not marry anyone who is not a bright pearl in this life!!"

Duan Zhenghou's tone was sincere and his expression revealed his true feelings.

"Yeah!" Bu Fan nodded.

Duan Zhenghou thought he agreed, but Bu Fan's next words stunned him again.

"How many lifetimes do you have?" Bu Fan smiled all over his face, "A person like you who can talk a lot when he sees a beautiful girl, I think he has talked a lot like this!"

"Sir, I am sincere this time!" Duan Zhenghou hurriedly explained.

"Everyone who wants to get the other party will say that they are sincere, but how many people can really grow old?" Bu Fan chuckled and shook his head.

"Sincereness will fade with the passage of time, and because it is too easy to give sincerity, sincerity becomes very cheap, are you right?"

Duan Zhenghou still wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to explain.

Because he had to agree with the words of this expert.

After all, he has been sincere to too many people, and like this expert said, sincerity is too easy to give, and it gradually becomes cheap.

"Then the question is, how many girls have you given your sincerity to?"