The Rebirth of the Eternal Caliphate

Ch.7

Chen Fan said honestly, "That's nothing. Just a little trick."

As a matter of fact, the old man's inner energy was much stronger than Chen Fan. But just like the blade and the analogy of Know, Chen Fan would easily defeat the old man even with less internal energy.

Although Chen Fan was only at the foundation formation level, he could channel the mysterious energy into willow leaf blades, turning them into bullets. It had grazed the girl's cheeks and was buried deep in the tree trunk. On the other hand, the old man's internal strength could at least come out a few inches from his body before receding. Regardless of his ample supply, the quality of energy within the old man decreased.

"This may be a small trick for you, Sir, but to me, it's like an incredible miracle!" The old man exclaimed. He no longer called Chen Fan "young man," but called him "Master".

Although the old man had lived a chaotic life and ended up making a lot of money for himself, his life dream was to become a powerful martial artist. However, over the years, he accepted the fact that his talent was only mediocre.

Although China was a large country with a larger population, martial arts grandmasters were a rare breed. Although the old man was resourceful, he had not had the chance to meet a true grandmaster, until now.

The old man's words piqued Chen Fan's interest, "The Grandmaster you're talking about ... can he do what I just did?"

"Of course, Transcendent Grandmasters 1 was at the brink of martial arts. They were practically immortal in mortal bodies. They could unleash their internal strength as far as several tens of meters away. It wouldn't be difficult for them to kill someone from a distance . "

Suddenly, confusion flashed across the old man's face. He asked curiously, "Master ... As one of the grandmasters, how could you not realize what I just said to you? Anyway it's .. common sense."

Chen Fan made a mental note to refine his vocabulary from internal energy to internal strength. He was betting that in order to reshape the loosely formed internal forces into something as deadly as a killing blow, it would require at least an Ethereal Enlightenment rate.

If that was true, then the so-called Transcendent Master was a martial artist who had reached Ethereal Enlightenment. From the current of the old man's words, Chen Fan gathered that such a grandmother should be extremely rare in this world, as it should be.

Not only did spirit qi dry up on earth, the lack of advanced cultivation techniques meant that it would take a one-in-a-hundred-year genius to reach Ethereum Enlightenment.

Even after learning that there might be a Transcendent Master somewhere in the world, Chen Fan was not worried that his dominance would be challenged in the future.

In addition to Chen Fan's quick progress, he also had another advantage that Transcendent Master didn't have: the Dharma mantra.

Chen Fan stopped his thoughts and shook his head, "I am really just a person following the path of the Dao. What you see is just the most basic qi refinement exercise. I have never heard of internal or transcendent power. Signore. I'm afraid that I'm not who you think I am. "

"Dao Road?" The old man looked puzzled by Chen Fan's confession. He had heard to pieces about the monks with otherworldly powers. However, he was sure it was just a fairy tale. Plus, the technique that the boy had just used was a symbol of the strength of a Transcendent Master.

But why would he deny it? Was he really not a Transcendent Master?

Unable to find an answer, the old man decided to put the question aside now. His priority was to befriend this brat, regardless of whether he was a grandmaster or not. If he could do what a grandmaster could do, what difference would that make?

Plus, he's young and .. not ugly. It could be a perfect match for her beautiful granddaughter. The old man's mind raced as he tried to think of a way to befriend the young man.

He quickly clung to a smiling face and then said, "No problem. On another note, you seem to be carrying an accent of Chu Zhou City. Are you from here?"

“Yes, I lived in Si Shui County for 17 years, and I came to town for my last year of high school.” Chen Fan nodded and continued, “My name is Chen Fan, you can also call me Chen Beixuan, 'Beixuan' is the name my teacher gave me. This is my Dao name. "

Although this old man was not a cultivator, he had a mysterious power within him. Therefore, Chen Fan preferred to communicate with him using his Dao name: Chen Beixuan.

"Si Shui County, Chen Fan, Chen Beixuan?" The old man and his grandson exchanged a puzzled look. He turned his head and asked curiously, "We'll call him Mr. Chen. What about your teacher, Mr Chen? Was he not in Chu Zhou City?"

"My teacher is not on this planet," Chen Fan shook his head.

Chen Fan wondered which galaxy his teacher, the immortal cultivator, Cangqin was visiting at this time. Based on the timeline of his previous life, he would not decorate the earth with his presence for ten years. What's more, any changes in the current timeline may have unexpected effects; that means Cangqin may never visit Earth in this iteration of time and space.

The old man misunderstood Chen Fan, like any normal person. He sighed and then said heavily, "It has become human nature to live and die. Your teacher will be proud of you knowing what you've become. I'm old, and so are most of my friends if they're alive. The martial arts practice made me walk a few years longer than my friends, but I felt that I would see them soon. "

Before the old man finished his words, he bowed twice and was struck by a violent cough.

"Grandfather!" The girl shouted in a depressed voice.

With a hint of tears in his eyes, he helped the old man stand up and gently patted his back.

“I'm fine, just some old wounds that never heal.” The old man waved at his grandson.

Chen Fan smiled and said, "You shouldn't force the internal energy too hard. It's hurting your lungs."

"Did Mr Chen also dabble in drugs? How do you know that?" The old man said doubtfully

Before Chen Fan could say anything, the girl explained, "My grandfather was in close contact with death when he was young. In order to protect his family, he is forced to use an internal force that he has yet to fully control. The incident has left him with two injured lungs. He did not go to the hospital in time and therefore sowed the seeds of irreparable damage. Because it is an internal injury, it is almost impossible to cure the symptoms completely. "

"Mr Chen knows the path of Dao and can pinpoint the exact cause of my grandfather's injury; I wonder if you know how to cure him?"

However, since the damage was caused by internal trauma, no modern medicine can help. Even Chinese medicine doctors have succumbed to the old man since the injury has gone on for decades unattended.

However, seeing Chen Fan's magical power, the girl finally saw a glimmer of hope in healing her grandfather.

"I may be frank with you: The Wei Family is quite influential on the north side of the river. You would be greatly appreciated if you could save my grandfather. You have my words." The girl locked her eyes to Chen Fan and announced firmly. Find the official novel in , faster updates, better experience , Please click www. .com to visit.

Chen Fan hesitated for a moment and said slowly:

"Heck! Why aren't. It's not a hard thing to do anyway. Since fate has brought me here, I will gladly obey what fate commands."

Chen Fan watched as their faces lit up in joy. "I have to prepare. I'll bring the cure to you in two days. Does it work for you?"

"Of course!" The girl exclaimed as a smile finally broke Zi Qing's cold and distant face.

Chen Fan could not help but admire her beauty. She looked much prettier when she did not frown.

“Thank you, Mr. Chen.” Although the old man tried to remain calm, his trembling voice had betrayed him. He looked at the young man and said:

"Xiao Qi, why don't you exchange numbers with Mr. Chen, and bring him home as well."

The old man then turned towards Chen Fan, "Call Xiao Qi whenever you are ready, he will come pick you up. Moreover, don't hesitate to tell Xiao Qi if you need help."

"Thank you," Chen Fan nodded.

Chen Fan was given a ride through the lakeside park to his home.

He noticed that the vehicle was not a Jeep at all; it was a Range Rover with a price tag of at least two or three million. In 2007, it was a sign of great wealth and power.

However, Chen Fan did not agree to help the old man because he wanted to belittle the rich and powerful. "The old man named 'Wei Fu' seemed very approachable and relaxed, but I could still feel the power he used to rule. He is no ordinary citizen. There was more than what met eyes" Chen shook his head and thought to himself.

Although they had met each other by chance, the fact that the old man also had a semblance of mysterious energy made him feel obliged to offer a helping hand to his fellow cultivators.

After exchanging numbers with Xiao Qi, Chen Fan went straight home.

As a cultivator, Chen Fan did not need medicine; a single spirit pill in the throat could clear any illness from his system.

Therefore, his "preparation" did not involve the collection of medicines but the creation of a panacea.

Moreover, in order to heal the root cause of Wei Fu's injury, he needed time to improve the old man's technique using his internal strength.

Although he did not ask for details about internal power, as a former heavenly lord, he knew that so-called internal power was none other than the most fundamental form of mysterious energy. For Chen Fan to solve the old man's problem was as easy as solving a first-rate math question for a mathematician.

"Balls, my wallet's gonna shrink again!" The thought of spending money to prepare the potion made him sigh.

Nonetheless, he had made a promise, and he had to follow through. He dragged himself to the Chinese medicine shop and bought some more potions. Fortunately, the ingredients needed for the potion were cheap.

The potion that Chen Fan wanted to brew was the most easily available aid to cultivators. It's called the "Little Essence Strengthening Pill."

An essence enhancing pill was a magic medicine for cultivators. It can cure diseases, strengthen internal energy, and even prolong the life of cultivators.

The reason that Chen Fan gave him the prefix "lower" was because the version he was going to create had less than a tenth of the effect of his original counterpart.

With limited resources, it has to be done. Even if Chen Fan had a deep pouch, he doubted he would be able to gather all the materials from the earth.

"A "lower version should be enough. Well, he'll have to pay for it himself if he needs better medicine."

Chen Fan shook his head and continued his task.

In the next few days, Chen Fan had sacrificed his cultivation time to create potions and learn Wei Fu techniques.

During those few days, Auntie Tang invited her several times to join him for dinner, but Chen Fan politely declined her invitation.

After several days of hard work, he was finally ready to give her the medicine. However, Auntie Tang's invitation came again, and this time Chen Fan felt obliged to accept her invitation. This part is a little confusing. The /raw author uses the following three terms interchangeably: Transcendent State, Grand Masters, and Transcendent Grandmasters. The requirements become a little more confusing later, so we will comply with each other.