Everything in this world, every peck and every drink, is determined by God.
Although the small world was created by Xu Sheng, who is equivalent to the Heavenly Dao in this world, he is not the Heavenly Dao after all.
This small world has its own way of operating, and most of the time even Xu Sheng cannot influence it.
In Dahuang, which has a population of 150 million today, there are countless small and medium-sized villages that rely on the surrounding towns to survive. Their own development potential is extremely limited. Even if they have talents, they will be immediately taken over by the surrounding cities or sects. Go, so even if generations change, the size of the village remains the same.
But one village is special.
After he bestowed the Qingwei Dao body on the entire Huntuo human race, a spiritual seedling with good qualifications finally appeared in the village where Wang Fan had rescued him.
Hundreds of years have passed in the blink of an eye, and nearly twenty generations have changed. It is extremely rare that this village with only three to four hundred people at that time continues to this day.
The appearance of the village is naturally very different from before, but the size has not changed much, except that the population has changed from three to four hundred people to more than five hundred.
Later, after asking around, I found out that during the many years of wars, the warriors who came out of this village were all extremely brave, and did not flinch even when they were in danger of death on the battlefield.
The reason why this village has such a spirit today is because of the old village chief who took over Wang Fan's spiritual talisman.
They didn't know Wang Fan's identity at first, but as Wang Fan's deeds became more and more, they inevitably found out. Only then did the whole village know that he was such a powerful monk.
And such a monk said that they were destined to be the village chief, which naturally proved that their village was extraordinary.
In fact, sometimes it may be just one person's words that determine the fate of a village.
Time changes.
When Wang Fan set foot on this familiar yet unfamiliar land, hundreds of years seemed to be reversed.
He left an indelible and important impact on the village, which to be honest was just an ordinary place in his mind.
But today, his master-disciple relationship came true, and he naturally wouldn't miss it.
After arriving in this village, Wang Fan's powerful spiritual consciousness naturally swept over everyone in an instant.
Under the huge gap, the people of this village did not even feel that everything about them had been discovered by a powerful monk.
Under Wang Fan's search, a ten-year-old boy with spiritual roots soon appeared in his eyes.
In the past few hundred years, this village has actually produced three young men with spiritual roots, but they were just mortal spiritual roots, and they died at the end of their lives before even entering the foundation building stage.
More than a hundred years have passed since the last time a fairy seedling appeared, and the village has gradually regarded the monk's story as a legend.
After Wang Fan investigated, he was surprised to find that this young man turned out to have a rare virtual spiritual root. Although he was still some distance away from the human spiritual root, the length was also a full five inches and six, which was already above average among the virtual spiritual roots. Qualifications, there is a lot of hope for entering the Nascent Soul stage in the future.
"It seems that my master-disciple relationship is with this young man." He thought to himself, and then fell in front of this young man.
This young man was practicing martial arts in the courtyard when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, which startled him.
The young man's eyes were lively. When he saw Wang Fan, he saw that although his face was ordinary, his demeanor was outstanding, especially the mysterious Taoist robes he wore. He immediately knew that he had met an expert, so he did not shout or retreat, but just asked curiously: " Who are you?"
"I am a Taoist, and you have the talent to practice. Are you willing to follow me to Taoism?"
The young man was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then he was overjoyed when he figured it out. He nodded hurriedly and said: "I do."
After asking for the young man's opinion, Wang Fan nodded, but he did not leave immediately. Instead, he waited quietly in the small courtyard for the young man's family to return.
When the boy's family came back and learned about the situation, they were naturally surprised and happy. Without any hesitation, they agreed that their son should follow him to practice Taoism.
"You...are you the immortal from hundreds of years ago?"
The eldest old man in the family couldn't help but subconsciously asked after carefully checking Wang Fan's appearance.
"It's me." Wang Fan nodded lightly.
"It's actually Immortal Master Wang Fan! Oh my God, this is the Way of Great Luck."
The legend of Wang Fan has existed in the village for too long. At this time, this group of old and young were all surprised when they learned about the situation, and then burst into ecstasy.
Who doesn't know that Immortal Wang Fan is now one of the most powerful monks. If the child can follow him to practice Taoism, the future can be imagined.
Wang Fan didn't stay here long, and soon led the young man out of the village.
But in just such a short time, people in the whole village had already heard the news and came to watch.
Although they were a little disappointed that the opportunity did not fall on them, it was also a good thing for Wang Fanxian to pay more attention to his children at this time.
So something strange happened.
The adults all looked beaming, but their positions were at the back, and in front of them, children of all sizes were standing with shrinking eyes.
Wang Fan is insightful and naturally knows what these people are thinking. However, he has already discovered that these children do not have the qualifications to practice. Even if he keeps them by his side, it is just a waste of time. If they follow martial arts, there may be more. Good development.
"Chief Immortal, my child..."
"Look at my uncle..."
Parents with children couldn’t help but speak up.
Wang Fan said: "These children have no connection with me, and they do not have the qualifications to practice. There is no need to waste time on the journey of becoming a monk."
The people were naturally extremely disappointed when they heard this, but they also knew that with Wang Fan's status, it was impossible to deceive ordinary people like them.
The young man following Wang Fan was naturally full of energy at this time, and at the same time he was very proud. There had been no one in the village who could practice for more than a hundred years, but now he could become a monk, but he still followed him like this. Beside the legendary immortal.
Wang Fan was unconvinced about the young man's character. Of course, he didn't like this character very much, but it could still be carved out. There would be more time in the future, and he would have enough time to cultivate it into a talent.
Beside 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 practice with that immortal. He heard from his grandfather that the elder Wang Fan was originally the elder of their Fang family. His ancestors received him, but now he is just an orphan, no one cares about him, and he dare not go.
At this moment, he suddenly saw the immortal looking over here. Just through a gap in the crowd, he could clearly see each other's eyes meeting each other.
At this moment, he was so nervous that his heartbeat stopped.
What kind of eyes are those!
The boy's world is not rich yet, and he doesn't have many words, but he can feel that what is filled in his eyes is something called wisdom.
Time goes back a few seconds.
When Wang Fan was about to leave, he suddenly felt something.
He turned around and saw that there was a young man in simple clothes looking expectantly under the big tree on the roadside.
He had sensed this young man before and knew that he could not practice Taoism.
But when his eyes fell on him, he realized that he had made a mistake from just now.
My master-disciple relationship did not fall on the young man behind me. There was someone else who really connected with me.
It is this young man who has no qualifications for cultivating Taoism!
All these things made Wang Fan stunned on the spot.
At this moment, countless thoughts surged through his mind, and finally his eyes showed an extremely complicated look.
Wang Fan himself has no cultivation qualifications. It can be said that it is extremely difficult to replicate his current strength and status.
Naturally, he would not discriminate against people without cultivation qualifications, but some deep-rooted ideas inevitably affected him. Just like this time, he subconsciously thought that the person who could make him feel the emotion must be an immortal seedling.
Coincidentally, there is such a fairy seedling in this village, and his qualifications are extremely good.
But in the end, he discovered that the person who made him react was actually the ordinary young man in front of him who had no cultivation qualifications.
The young man obviously didn't have much courage. His eyes were full of desire, but he didn't dare to approach.
But Wang Fan was able to clearly see the perseverance hidden under the timidity on the surface.
This young man's true nature has been concealed because of life, and he is not the real him yet.
Such people... will indeed be in touch with themselves.
That's right, Wang Fan can feel the shadow of his own past in this young man.
This young man is the same type of person as himself.
"What does it mean to become a god? But he is still a mortal."
Wang Fan shook his head and laughed.
He shook his head and it was okay, but it shocked the people around him.
These common people couldn't help but feel uneasy because they knew what he was thinking as a god-transformation monk. They recalled that their previous actions were inappropriate from time to time, and they offended the Immortal Wang Fan in front of them when they were not paying attention.
But what happened next left them confused.
They actually saw the Immortal Master Wang Fan changing direction and walking towards them.
Hey, isn't that Fang Han's child under the big tree? Why is he here too?
Everyone was muttering in their hearts, and everyone had different thoughts in their hearts, but when Wang Fan was here, everyone subconsciously held their breath and concentrated.
Under their gaze, they watched Wang Fan walk up to Fang Han, stop, and then ask: "What is your name? Are you willing to become my master?"
boom!
A thunder exploded in everyone's ears.
But~I wish~to worship~me~as my teacher~
These six words kept echoing.
Later, the boy from the Zhang family asked if he would like to practice Taoism with him. His words were different and his meaning was completely different.
The difference is huge!
But how could it be possible? Didn’t this boy from the Fang family come here because he has dull qualifications?
His body and bones are also extremely weak, and even the little girls in the village are much stronger than him.
No one can figure it out.
"... Immortal Master, my name is Fang Han, and Fang Han is willing to accept you as his teacher."
Fang Han was naturally the most surprised at this time, but even when he was so surprised, he was able to answer calmly beyond everyone's expectation. The villagers who looked at him were astonished by this. They didn't expect that Fang Han could still have such a thing. Performance.
Wang Fan nodded after hearing the name, and then his eyes fell on Fang Han's neck.
There, a spiritual talisman that he had gifted back then was glowing slightly.
But this talisman has no special meaning. It simply exists here and is carried by the young man named Fang Han in front of him.
What really connects the two of them is the mysterious fate.
However, from learning about this form and whispering to the people around him, he already knew the identity of the young man in front of him.
It turned out to be a descendant of the old village chief.
He looked carefully for a moment, and sure enough, he could vaguely see the shadow of the old village chief.
"Fang Han, kneel down and kowtow."
Wang Fan suddenly said solemnly.
Fang Han was stunned. After he realized what he was doing, he knelt down on the ground without hesitation and kowtowed three times.
A special kind of throbbing was generated in my heart.
Wang Fan looked at the young man kneeling in front of him and laughed loudly.
This is my first disciple.
