I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

"It's weird!"

The old beggar murmured, "This child's spiritual power is constantly losing, but the meridians and spiritual roots are fine!"

"That's right, this child has been like this since he was born. He is obviously a top-grade fire-attribute heavenly spirit root, but no matter how much he cultivates, the spiritual power in his body will be lost little by little.

Once the spiritual power is exhausted, the energy, blood, and essence will be lost. I have taken this child to find several old friends who have studied medicine, and they are powerless against this disease! " Wu Xuanzi shook his head and sighed.

"Is there such a thing? Could it be that some evil cultivator cast a spell?" The old beggar guessed.

"I don't know, it's the first time I've seen this kind of situation!" Wu Xuanzi slowly shook his head.

"That's really a pity, but such a good talent can't be cultivated!" The old beggar felt a little regretful, every top-grade Heavenly Spirit Root is an amazingly talented generation.

Afterwards, the two suddenly looked at each other, and Qi Qi looked at Bu Fan with admiration in their hearts.

They had to penetrate the little boy's body with spiritual power to find the problem, but this gentleman could see the problem just by looking at it.

What kind of cultivation can do this.

[Your friend Wu Xuanzi has admiration for you, favorability +1]

[Your friend Hong Qi has admiration for you, favorability +1]

"Let me see!"

Bu Fan coughed lightly, feeling as if he was pretending to be in front of the two old guys.

The little boy walked up to Bu Fan cautiously.

Bu Fan asked the little boy to stretch out his hand to feel the boy's pulse, with a refined and indifferent expression, like an old doctor in the presence of an old god.

But at this moment, Bu Fan frowned slightly, and the little boy was a little flustered.

Could it be that this senior couldn't cure his illness?

The little boy suddenly felt a little decadent and relieved.

In fact, he was already familiar with this scene, and everyone who treated him would show such an expression.

Wu Xuanzi also saw the expression on Bu Fan's brows, and sighed in his heart, it seems that this Mr. Bu can't cure his grandson's illness.

Although the old beggar couldn't see it, he could feel the aura fluctuations of the little boy and Wu Xuanzi, and he knew it well.

Bu Fan withdrew his hand, his brows still furrowed, as if he was thinking about something, and finally heaved a long sigh. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the little boy bow his head.

"Sir, you don't have to worry about my affairs, I'm used to it." The little boy raised his head and smiled innocently.

"Difficult?" Bu Fan was slightly taken aback.

"Yeah!" The little boy nodded, "I figured it out, people are alive, as long as they can see, think, let go, and do what they like to do, a short hundred years can be wonderful!"

"It's not bad to have this insight at a young age!!"

Bu Fan didn't understand why the little boy suddenly said the truth, but there was still some truth in what he said.

The little boy scratched his head in embarrassment, looking shy.

"Then let's talk about the business now, I can cure your disease, it just takes time!"

Just as Bu Fan exited the door, Wu Xuanzi who was on the side jumped up and stood up.

"Sir, what did you say?"

The little boy was also stunned, thinking he had heard it wrong.

Is it necessary to be so shocked?

Bu Fan was puzzled, but he repeated it again, "I said this disease, I can cure it, it just takes some time!"

The little boy was completely stunned.

He has seen countless miracle doctors since he was born, but none of them can do anything to his illness.

Every time Grandpa Huang sees him, he feels regretful, saying that he clearly has the aptitude for cultivating immortals against the heavens, but he is unable to cultivate immortals.

Originally, he didn't have any hope, but he didn't expect someone to say that he could be cured at this moment.

"Then why did you frown just now?"

Wu Xuanzi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. To be honest, in his opinion, if even this gentleman can't do anything about it, then this emperor grandson can only do so.

"This... I was thinking about a way to cure this child just now!"

Bu Fan coughed lightly, but he wouldn't say that the reason why he hesitated was simply considering whether to keep this little guy in the town.

After all, the little guy's disease was not congenital, but was poisoned the day after tomorrow.

Even the emperor's grandson dared to poison, so who knows if the people behind it will come to the door to kill this little guy? 7K 妏敩

At that time, he will come forward, or not.

Once he shows up, will there be any surprises?

"Then sir, what disease does this child have?" The old beggar beside him suddenly asked curiously.

"It's not because of any disease, but because of voodoo!" Bu Fan thought for a while.

"Voodoo?!"

Wu Xuanzi and the old beggar spoke in unison.

"Do you know voodoo?" Bu Fan looked at the two with interest.

"I just heard that there are some human races living in the Yaozu area. These human races are extremely mysterious, and they practice witchcraft, and they also call themselves witches. They are very good at using poison, but I have never seen it!" Wu Xuanzi shook his head.

"When I was young, I fought against a big witch. That big witch was extremely weird. He was good at using black energy and driving poisonous insects. However, that big witch was not my opponent, so he escaped in the end!" the old beggar sighed.

"I see!"

Bu Fan nodded, indicating that he understood.

"No, sir, Di'er was born like this. Could it be that he was poisoned with voodoo when he was born?" Wu Xuanzi hesitated.

"Master Wu, you guessed wrong. The voodoo did not fall on the child, but on the child's mother!" Bu Fan explained aloud.

"You mean too... No, sir, Di'er's mother is still doing well in the capital, is there nothing wrong?!" Wu Xuanzi was even more puzzled.

Bu Fan shook his head, "This voodoo is not targeting the child's mother, but the child! This voodoo is called mother and aunt voodoo. It uses the mother's body as the center to let the child develop in a toxic environment for a long time. Infiltrated with poison,

To put it simply, the child itself is a poison, and this poison will continuously consume all the energy of the child. If there is aura, the aura will be consumed, and if there is no aura, the blood will be consumed, until there is no consumption at all! ! "

Both Mr. Wu and the old beggar understood what it meant at the end, and without any consumption, it meant that this person was done playing.

The little boy on the side heard half of it, but he understood one thing, the poison must be very powerful.

"So that's how it is!" Wu Xuanzi was stunned, "Then is there a way for you to treat him?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? It can't be cured, and I still tell you so much?"

Bu Fan said unhappily.

This child has been poisoned since he was born, and he is afraid that he has already been involved in the legendary battle for the heir apparent, and he used voodoo that even Wu Xuanzi and the others did not understand.

"Please, sir, help Di'er to heal his illness!"

Wu Xuanzi smiled embarrassingly, and immediately stood up and cupped his hands.

[Mission: Help the emperor's grandson heal voodoo]

[Mission introduction: Because the emperor's grandson is poisoned by voodoo, even if he has good aptitude, he can't practice. Please help this poor child]

[Mission Reward: One Billion Experience]

【accept!reject! 】

Bu Fan felt better.

At least, there is experience to appease his weak heart.