Global Sage Era

Everything in this world is determined by heaven.

Although Minor World was founded by Xu Sheng, he is equivalent to Heavenly Dao in this world, but he is not Heavenly Dao after all.

This small world has its own set of operating methods, and most of the time, even Xu Sheng can't influence it.

In Dahuang, with a population of 150 million, there are countless small and medium-sized villages relying on the surrounding towns to survive. Their own development potential is extremely limited. Even if talents come out, they will be immediately picked up by the surrounding cities or Sect. , So even if it is replaced by generations, the size of the village is still the same.

But one of the villages is special.

After he bestowed the entire Huntuo human race's Qingwei Dao Body, in the village where Wang Fan had been rescued, a spiritual seedling with good aptitude finally emerged.

In the blink of an eye, it has been hundreds of years. With the changes in the past 20 generations, this village of only three or four hundred people has continued to this day, which is a rare event.

The appearance of the village is quite different from the original nature, but the scale has not changed much, but the population has changed from three to four hundred to more than five hundred.

After inquiring about it, I learned that it turned out that the Practitioners who walked out of this village were extremely brave after so many years of war, and did not flinch in the battlefield even in the danger of death.

The reason why this village has the spirit it is today is that the old village chief who took over Wang Fan's magic talisman in the first place.

They didn't know Wang Fan's identity at the beginning, but after Wang Fan's deeds became more and more, it was inevitable to figure it out. At that time, the whole village knew that it was such a powerful cultivator.

And such a cultivator said that their village chief is destined, which naturally proves that their village is extraordinary.

In fact, sometimes what determines the fate of a village may be just a word from someone.

Time changes.

When Wang Fan set foot on this familiar and unfamiliar land, hundreds of years seemed to be reversed.

He has left an indelible and important influence on this village, and to be honest, this village is just an ordinary place to pass by in his mind.

But today, the master-apprenticeship method of own has been fulfilled, and he will naturally not miss it.

After arriving in this village, Wang Fan's powerful Spiritual Sense swept everyone in an instant.

With the huge gap, the people in this village did not even feel that everything about own has been discovered by a powerful cultivator.

Under Wang Fan's search, a ten-year-old boy with Spiritual Roots soon appeared in his eyes.

In the past hundreds of years, this village has actually produced three teenagers with Spiritual Roots, but they are just Spiritual Roots, and they died before they even entered the Foundation Building period.

And more than a hundred years have passed since the last time a fairy seedling appeared, and the village has gradually regarded the cultivator as a legend.

Under Wang Fan's investigation, he was surprised to find that this young man turned out to be a rare virtual Spiritual Roots. Although there is still a distance from the human Spiritual Roots, the length has reached five inches six. Qualification, there is no small hope for entering the Nascent Soul period in the future.

"It seems that this section of my master-discipline fate is for this young man." He thought to himself, and then fell in front of the young man.

This young man was originally practicing martial arts in the courtyard, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, making him startled.The young man’s eyes were very clever. After seeing Wang Fan, he saw that his face was ordinary, but his appearance was outstanding, especially his Taoist robe. He knew that he had met an expert right now, so he didn’t shout or step back. He just asked curiously: " Who are you?"

"I am a cultivator, and you have the gift of cultivating. Are you willing to follow me in cultivating?"

The young man was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then he was overjoyed after thinking about it. He nodded hurriedly and said, "I am willing."

After consulting the boy's opinion, Wang Fan nodded, but instead of leaving immediately, he waited quietly for the boy's family to return in this small courtyard.

After the young man's family came back to learn about the situation, they were naturally surprised and happy, and without any hesitation, agreed to his son to follow along with him.

"Are you... the immortal long hundreds of years ago?"

The oldest old man in the family couldn't help subconsciously asking after being careful about Wang Fan's appearance.

"It's me." Wang Fan nodded lightly.

"It's actually Wang Fanxianchang! Oh my god, this is the Great Fortune Road."

The legend of Wang Fan has existed in the village for too long. At this time, the group of old and young were surprised when they knew the situation, and then there was a burst of ecstasy.

Who doesn't know that now Wang Fanxianchang is one of the most powerful cultivator, children can follow him to cultivate together, the future can be imagined.

Wang Fan didn't stay here for long, and soon led the boy out of the village.

But just for this little time, people in the entire village have heard the word and came to watch.

Although they were a little disappointed that the chance did not fall on Own, it was a good thing that Wang Fanxian could pay more attention to Own's children at this time.

So there is such a strange thing.

The adults all have beaming expressions, but their position is behind them, and in front of them, children, big and small, are standing with wince eyes.

Wang Fan is insightful, and he naturally knows what these people think, but he has already discovered that these children are not qualified for cultivation. Even if they stay by their side, it is just a waste of time. If you go to Martial Dao, maybe there is. Better development.

"Xianchang, my child..."

"Look at my Dalang..."

Parents with children couldn't help but speak.

Wang Fan said: "These children have no relationship with me, and they don't have the qualifications to practice, so there is no need to waste time on the way to the cultivator."

The people were naturally disappointed when they heard this, but they also knew that it was impossible to deceive ordinary people like them as Wang Fan.

The young man who followed Wang Fan was naturally full of looks at this time, and at the same time he was very proud. There has been no one who can practice in the whole village for more than 100 years. Now he can become a cultivator, but he still follows this. Beside the legendary fairy.

Wang Fan's juvenile character is noncommittal. Of course, he doesn't really like this character, but it can be sculpted after all. There will be a lot of time in the future, and he has enough time to cultivate it into a talent.

By the big tree at the entrance of the village, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy was looking longingly at the crowd. He also wanted to follow the immortal elder to practice. He heard from his grandfather that the immortal Wang Fan was originally from their Fang family. The ancestor received, but now he is just an orphan, no one cares about him, he dare not go.

At this moment, he suddenly saw the immortal long looking towards this side, only through a gap in the crowd, he could clearly see each other's eyes facing each other.

At this moment, his nervousness even stopped his heartbeat.

What kind of eyes are that!

The young man's world is not rich yet, he doesn't have much words, but he can feel that what fills his eyes is something called wisdom.

Time went back to a few seconds ago.

When Wang Fan was about to leave, he felt a sudden feeling.

He turned his head and saw that under the big tree on the side of the road, there was a boy in plain clothes looking forward to this place.

He had sensed this young man before, knowing that he could not cultivate.

But when his eyes fell on him, he found that he had made a mistake from just now.

The master-discipline method of own did not fall on the young man behind him, and there was another person who really felt in touch with him.

It is this boy who has no qualifications for monasticism!

All of this made Wang Fan stunned on the spot.

At this moment, all kinds of thoughts flooded his heart, and finally his eyes showed a complex expression.

Wang Fan himself did not have the qualifications to practice. He can have the current status of strength, which can be said to be extremely difficult to replicate.

Naturally, he himself would not discriminate against people who do not have the qualifications to practice, but some deep-rooted ideas inevitably affected him. Just like this time, he subconsciously thought that it was a fairy seedling that could make him feel sensitive.

It just so happens that this village has such a belief that fairy seedlings, and their qualifications are extremely good.

But in the end, he discovered that the person who made him react was the ordinary boy in front of him with no aptitude for cultivation.

The young man's courage is obviously not big, and his eyes are full of longing, but he dare not approach.

But Wang Fan was able to see clearly the perseverance hidden under the timidity on the surface.

The boy's nature was concealed because of his life. He is not the real him yet.

Such a person... does have feelings with himself.

That's right, Wang Fan can feel his shadow from the boy.

This boy is the same kind of person as himself.

"What is a god? But it's still a mortal."

Wang Fan shook his head and laughed.

He shook his head and was fine, but he was shocked to the people around him.

These ordinary people knew what he was thinking of as a god cultivator. At this time, they couldn't help but feel uneasy. They recalled their previous actions from time to time, and when they didn't pay attention, they angered the immortal Wang Fan in front of him.

But what happened next left them blind.

They actually saw this Wang Fanxian change direction and walk towards them.

Hey, isn't Fang Han's child under the big tree? Why is he here too?

Everyone was muttering in their hearts, everyone had different thoughts in their hearts, but Wang Fan was here, and everyone subconsciously held their breath.

Under their gaze, they watched Wang Fan walk up to Fang Han, stopped, and then asked, "What is your name? Would you like to worship me, my teacher."

boom!

A thunder blasted into everyone's ears.

But~ Wish~ Bye~ I~ As a teacher~

These six words are constantly echoing.

Later, the Zhang family boy asked if he wished to practice the Taoism with him. The words were different and the meanings were completely different.

The difference in this is a big break!

But why, didn't the Fang family want to be dull?

The bones are also weak, and even the little girl in the village is much stronger than him.

Everyone can't understand.

"I...I am an immortal teacher, my name is Fang Han, and Fang Han is willing to worship you as a teacher."

Fang Han was naturally the most surprised at this time, but when he was so surprised, he was able to answer calmly beyond everyone's expectations. The villagers who watched him beside this road were amazed, but he didn't expect Fang Han to still have Performance.

Wang Fan nodded when he heard the name, and then his eyes fell on Fang Han's neck.

There, a magic talisman that he had given out in the past was shining slightly.

But this magic talisman has no special meaning, it simply exists here, being carried by the young man named Fang Han in front of him.

What really connects the two of them is the kind of fate in the dark.

However, from learning about this form and whispering with people around him, he already knew the identity of the boy in front of him.

It turned out to be a descendant of the old village chief.

He looked carefully for a moment, and he could vaguely see the three-point shadow of the old village chief.

"Fang Han, kneel down and kowtow."

Wang Fan suddenly said in a solemn voice.

Fang Han was stunned. After reacting, he knelt to the ground without hesitation, and knocked his head three times.

A special kind of throbbing is generated in the heart.

Wang Fan laughed loudly as he looked at the young man kneeling in front of him.

This is my first disciple.

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