The Rebirth of the Eternal Caliphate

Ch.14

...Meanwhile, Chen Fan was already on his way to the Wei residence....

Xiao Qi was not driving the Range Rover this time, but the old Audi A6 was much cheaper than the Rover.

However, from the old but carefully swept license plate to the original interior decoration that was still in pristine condition, Chen Fan could tell that this car was much closer to Mr. Wei Heart of the Range Rover.

Xiao Qi lowered his rearview mirror to look at Chen Fan and then said, "I guess you've guessed who my boss is?"

Chen Fan nodded.

He finally remembered who the old man was.

"Wei Fu!"

She was one of the most famous people in Chu Zhou City which later became a household name throughout China. No wonder Chen Fan felt that the name sounded so familiar when he first heard it.

Chu Zhou City is located in the northern part of Hudong Province. The economy is at its best. Wei Fu was the only famous person to come from this city in the last century.

Rumor has it that she comes from a mysterious family that no one knows much about. When he was young, he started the business from scratch and had become the richest man in the city by the end of the seventies.

In the 1980s, his business really started to take off, and before long, he had accumulated so much wealth that no one knew how rich he was.

No wonder Zhou Tianhao was scared to death when he saw Brother Qiao. On the other hand, the incident also seemed to indicate that Zhou Tianhao had a very special relationship with House Wei as well.

Pak . Wei is a surname, if not a local hero. Why would he interfere with a thug like Zhou Tianhao? Chen Fan furrowed his brows. Xiao Qi noticed Chen Fan's concern, so he explained:

"The parents have three sons and two daughters. The eldest son turned out to be a success, and the second son was not so bad either.

"But the third son is a tool, lazy and spoiled. He has opened his own company that deals with the worst characters in town. So far, he has managed well thanks to family connections. Zhou Tianhao worked for the prick. . "

Even an outsider like Xiao Qi could not stand Wei Lao's third son. It was evident that the youngest son was completely disliked by his father.

Chen Fan nodded to admit that he had captured Xiao Qi's intent.

As soon as the car hit the highway surrounding the lake, it headed deep into the misty mountain. After a while, Xiao Qi pulled over the car in front of a large brick building with a green metal tile.

"Mr Wei experienced many health complications. Because of this, he lived more often inside this health care center." Xiao Qi parked the car and brought Chen Fan into the building.

The path leading to the entrance of the main hall was deserted, and Chen Fan saw many old men and women accompanied by nurses in white clothes. Most of the seniors he saw were in their seventies or eighties and had chosen this peaceful place to spend the rest of their lives.

"The environment here is amazing! Perfect for recovery" exclaimed Chen Fan while admiring the facility's grand vision and artistic style.

When he finally saw the Lord. Wei, he found out that the old man was practicing calligraphy. Zi Qing stood beside his grandfather and produced ink by grinding the ink stick gently on the ink box

Chen Fan studied Mr. Wei's calligraphy worked and was amazed by its good quality. It is clear that Mr. Wei has been practicing the art for at least several decades.

"Mr Chen seems to have mastered the art of calligraphy as well?" Pak . Wei put aside her brush and asked with a friendly smile.

The old man wore a set of loose shirts and trousers often worn by seniors who practice Tai Chi. Flowy's lawsuit makes Mr. Wei looked much more relaxed than when she was in transition clothes. Chen Fan bet that there was no harm in slightly loosening up when he was at home.

"I'm not very good at it."

Chen Fan said, and he was telling the truth. Let it be calligraphy, painting, or music; he has no talent or interest in them in his past life.

"I think you should take care of my grandfather today, where your instruments are like acupuncture needles and what not?" Wei Ziqing was entered all of a sudden. Something about Chen Fan irritated him, but he could not point a finger.

Chen Fan discovered that he was wearing casual-looking clothes. She wore a sleek white t-shirt and wore hot pants that showed two long, slender thighs. Compared to her morning sportswear; this very different style had brought out a beautiful woman from her. Find the official novel in , faster updates, better experience , Please click www. .com to visit.

"My healing method doesn't require acupuncture or massage." Chen Fan shook his head.

"This, look," Chen Fan handed Mr. Wei booklets. On the cover it says, "Wei's Secret Art."

This secret art was an internal strength technique that Chen Fan had created by improving the existing Wei Fu techniques. Chen Fan had given him the name he thought was most appropriate.

"What's this?" Wei Fu received the booklet in confusion. However, as soon as he started reading it, the puzzled look on his face turned into disbelief.

"What's up, grandpa?" Ziqing asked.

He turned towards Chen Fan and bowed deeply to him, "Thank you, Master Chen. I will never forget what you did for me."

"It's nothing. Fate has brought you and me together, so I can't sit back and watch you suffer." Chen Fan received the old man's bow and replied.

"Grandfather, why are you bowing to him? What has he done for you?"

Ziqiong quickly helped Wei Fu straighten his back from the deep bow. He managed to shoot Chen Fan at a glance, blaming him for shamelessly, letting an old man bow to him.

Chen Fan smiled as he regretted the stubbornness of the girl. Not long ago, when he begged Chen Fan to save his grandfather, his face all smiled; but once he learned that things were not as he expected, the smile on his face evaporated in an instant.

"Mr Chen, why don't you explain it to Ziqing for me?" Signore. Wei said with a smile.

Chen Fan said slowly, "Your grandfather's injury was mainly caused by two things. One of them is the injury he suffered when he was young. Ever since he let the injury slide when it first happened, his lung condition has deteriorated unaided.

"The second factor is his technique in drawing internal forces. Every time he channeled his internal strength out of his system, he took the risk, damaging his lungs bit by bit. Over time, he had caused great damage to his already weakened lungs."

"If that's the case, are my lungs also damaged?" Wei Ziqing asked.

"In theory, yes. But I don't think you're strong enough to cause real damage to your lungs." Chen Fan shrugged his shoulders.

Wei Ziqing rolled her eyes at Chen Fan as she was told that her incompetence was a blessing in disguise.

Pak . Wei nodded. "My parents have warned me of the dangers of following the family art of channeling internal power. But I had no choice, either use it or die. It was also for that reason that I never taught my children about family techniques. If Ziqing is not so insistent, I am ready to bring family art with me to my grave. "The old man said.

"What's that booklet?" Wei Ziqing asked curiously.

"This booklet contains a revised version of your family's art. It should not be dangerous now," Chen Fan said.

"Not only is it harmless, but it is also much more powerful than our original version. I really admire your impressive knowledge of martial arts!" Wei Fu said emotionally.

The Wei family had refined the art for over hundreds of years, yet they failed to even make it safe for practice. However, this brat had only spent a few days and had completely remodeled the artwork, making it better, safer, and stronger than before.

"I don't remember you ever telling him about our art? How did he change something without even realizing it?" Wei Ziqing was very confused.

“That is the difference between you and a grandmaster,” Wei Fu shook his head and said in awe. "Only a grand master can understand a single art just by looking at it once. They were martial arts geniuses capable of building their own schools and creating new arts."

Chen Fan waved a reply, "As I said, I am only a monk, not a master."

"If you can do what a master can do, then what's the difference between degrees?" Wei Fu laughed.

“I didn't expect you to be so strong.” After being convinced by his grandfather, Wei Ziqing, who had thought he had never liked Chen Fan finally felt some respect for the boy.

Chen Fan smiled and said, “Ah, by the way, this is a lacking Essence Enhancing pill, the number is ten.” Chen Fan took out a glass bottle from his pocket and handed it to Wei Ziqing. "Make sure you take this pill every two days. With the help of new art, you have to recover very quickly.

"If I had more money, I would be able to make a stronger version of the Essence Enhancement Pill. Those pills are so powerful that they can bring the dead back to life, let alone cure your illness."

"really?" Wei Ziqing was holding a glass bottle like the greatest treasure in the world. However, he still managed to reply to Chen Fan: "Did you sell us snake oil?"

“Serah.” Chen Fan shrugged while Wei Ziqing pouted in response.

" this little one is very annoying," Wei Ziqing cursed in her mind. "Why does he always have to be right? Does he know anything about how to talk to a woman?"

"I don't think this is snake oil. Why don't you tell us what kind of ingredients it takes to make those pills, maybe we can help each other" Mr. Wei.

"Sure, I can give you the recipe. But, except for me, no one on this planet knows how to concoct this pill," Chen Fan said readily.

He then took out a piece of paper and wrote down a list of the ingredients.

Making the Essence Enhancing Pill required a special Dharmic art that only high-level cultivators knew; without it, expensive materials would be wasted.

Pak . Wei scanned the recipe and learned that the pill not only required some of the rarest herbs, but this potion must also be over several hundred years old. He considered that even the Wei Family would need time to gather these potions, let alone a poor teenage boy. Pak . Wei nodded and handed the list to Xiao Qi. He ordered Xiao Qi to start working on getting the herbs.

"I've done my part; now I have some questions for you about the world of martial arts and how it works" Chen Fan said.

Wei Lao nodded and said, "I knew you would ask me this."