I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

Chapter 467 A Blind Man Wants to Draw?

In the days that followed, the old beggar didn't practice, and he was looking for opportunities to chat with Bu Fan.

Moreover, the three sentences are inseparable from the matter of merging Chunyang Palace into the Uncommon Sect.

But they were all declined by Bu Fan.

The reason for Bu Fan's refusal is also very simple, that is, it is not appropriate to merge Chunyang Palace into Bufanzong.

But the old beggar was still not discouraged.

In order to merge Chunyang Palace into Uncommon Sect, it can be considered exhausted.

What are you talking about, the Chunyang Palace he built, because it has not been managed for thousands of years, is probably already in decline now, it might as well be merged into the Uncommon Sect for easy management.

The corner of Wu Xuanzi's mouth twitched when he heard it.

Well, the great sect that used to be one of the best in the Great Qi Dynasty can only rank in the top three now, and it has indeed declined.

You must know that the practices of the dynasties in Tiannan Continent are not the same. Some dynasties practice Confucianism and Taoism from the officials to the common people, and some dynasties mainly focus on Buddhism and Taoism.

Of course, some dynasties also practiced Taoism.

The Daqi Dynasty was a dynasty that practiced Taoism.

In terms of Taoism, the monks in the world of cultivating immortals in the Wei Dynasty are far inferior to the monks in the Qi Dynasty.

After all, the Great Wei Dynasty was a dynasty with three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism. Confucianism and Taoism had him in charge, and there were four major academies.

But also because of this, there is still a gap between the Great Wei Dynasty and those dynasties that specialize in one kind.

Therefore, being able to rank among the top three in the Daqi Dynasty, which specializes in Taoism, shows how powerful it is.

"Mr. Hong, I think you should consider the matter of merging into the Uncommon Sect!" Bu Fan pretended to be embarrassed.

"Sect Master, I have considered this matter very clearly. Since I am a member of the Uncommon Sect, the sect I established is naturally also a disciple of the Uncommon Sect!" the old beggar said passionately.

"How about this? I think you will go back to Chunyang Palace some other day and discuss it with your disciples. If they are willing to merge, I will welcome them very much. If they don't want to, I won't force them. That's okay. ?”

Bu Fan looked up at the old beggar.

"Don't be so troublesome, Chunyang Palace was built by me alone, so I can do it!" said the old beggar.

"That does not work!"

Bu Fan shook his head, "Mr. Hong, although Chunyang Palace was built by you,

But merging into the Uncommon Sect is a big deal, even if you are willing, your disciples may have other ideas, I just hope that all your disciples will be willing to merge into the Uncommon Sect. "

The old beggar thought it made some sense.

Although the sect was established by him alone, people's hearts are unpredictable. After so many years, there may be some people with different hearts in the sect, and even his ancestor has forgotten it.

"Then I understand, suzerain, I will set off to return to Chunyang Palace tomorrow, if anyone is unwilling to merge into the Uncommon Sect, I will let them go!"

Maybe it's because of the long relationship with Song Laizi, the old beggar's speech is somewhat similar to Song Laizi's.

"Then trouble Mr. Hong!" Bu Fan cupped his hands and said.

"No trouble, no trouble, I should be able to make some contribution to the sect!" The old beggar panicked.

Don't look at Bu Fan's indifferent face at this moment, his heart is beating wildly at this moment.

The old beggar is the ancestor of the Chunyang Palace, and the Chunyang Palace will not be so bad at worst, not to mention the cultivation of the disciples, but those elders, Dharma protectors must not be low

If these people all joined the Uncommon Sect, how much experience would they have to have!

"Since Mr. Hong has made such a great contribution to my Uncommon Sect, I don't know what to reward you? Mr. Hong, what request do you have?

I have some attainments in refining tools and alchemy, as long as you have good materials, I can help you refine the magical tools and elixirs you need! "

to be frank.

What Bu Fan can do best is nothing more than those things, alchemy, weapon refining, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Although there are some small problems in the refining equipment, it is not a big problem. As for alchemy, the age of the spirit grass in Yankong today is not enough for the old beggar to refine the elixir, so the old beggar can only ask the old beggar to prepare it.

Of course, there are also piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Among them, inscriptions or paintings can be written on old beggars, but some are too shabby.

Although his calligraphy and painting are all at the full level, it is a bit difficult to do calligraphy and painting for a monk who has crossed the catastrophe.

What's more, calligraphy and painting will only be valuable after he is dead.

But the problem is, there are tens of thousands of years before his death.

"Sect Master, I don't need anything. Being able to contribute to the sect should be what I should do. I don't want your reward!"

The old beggar trembled all over and quickly refused.

Wu Xuanzi on the side rolled his eyes.

He has known the old beggar for many years, how could he not know what kind of person the old beggar is.

I'm afraid that at this moment, I'm so happy that I don't know what to do.

However, he was still somewhat envious of the old beggar.

"It's okay, the sect has clear rewards and punishments. Mr. Hong can selflessly merge the sect he established into the Uncommon Sect. It's a great achievement. If you have any needs, just ask!"

In fact, Bu Fan felt a little regretful in his heart. He was afraid that the old beggar would make some excessive demands, but it was impossible to take back what he said.

"Sovereign, then I have an unfeeling request!" The old beggar immediately suppressed the excitement in his heart.

"Please say!"

Bu Fan looked serious, but he was a little nervous, hoping that the old beggar's request would not be too high.

"I want to ask suzerain to make a painting, any painting will do!" the old beggar said seriously.

"You want to draw?"

Bu Fan was a little surprised, and couldn't help but look at the old beggar's eyes covered with cloth. Even if he drew it, could he see these eyes?

"Can't you?"

The old beggar was a little nervous, as if Bu Fan would refuse.

"Not really!"

Bu Fan shook his head.

The old beggar's request was just a trivial matter to him, and he was just a little surprised that a blind man asked for a painting.

"Okay then, I'll help you draw a portrait of you!"

"My portrait?"

The old beggar trembled all over, and immediately said excitedly: "Thank you, suzerain!"

Wu Xuanzi on the side felt sore.

I think he has been with his husband for so many years, and he has only seen his writing, but he has never seen his painting. .seven

And the old beggar not only saw it, but also painted it himself.

After that, Bu Fan took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the house, and placed them on the stone table.

"Sect Master, I'll sharpen the ink for you!!"

Wu Xuanzi hurried forward to grind ink for Bu Fan.

"Sovereign, do you want me to sit or stand!"

The old beggar looked nervous, but whether he was standing or sitting, he felt that something was wrong.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a picture!"

Seeing the stiff look of the old beggar, Bu Fan couldn't laugh or cry, "However, you might as well come in from the outside and have a look!"

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