Nine Ways Divine Dragon Art

Chapter 169 A Condition

Fan Wentian frowned suddenly after hearing Ling Yun's words.

After about a while, Fan Wentian said slowly, "Then do you know where Huo Lao is? Is he still in Panshi City?"

Hearing this, Ling Yun frowned, because what Fan Wentian said was the truth.

Ling Yun only learned from Jin Ge that Huo Lao lived in seclusion in Panshi City, but he didn't know where he was in Panshi City.

If you want to find out the whereabouts of a person in such a big rock city, you will undoubtedly be looking for a needle in a haystack.

Thinking of this, Ling Yun didn't know what to do for a while, so he turned his gaze to Fan Wentian.

"Grandpa Fan, you have stayed in Panshi City for so many years, don't you know Huo Lao?"

Fan Wentian, who was thinking about something, couldn't help but be taken aback when he heard Ling Yun's words.

Then he laughed loudly, but after laughing for a while, he stopped laughing and looked at Ling Yun with a serious face.

"Ling Yun, of course I know his whereabouts, but you have the ability, can you move him? He won't easily help people make weapons."

Regarding Huo Lao's habit, Ling Yun had already learned about it from Jin Ge, and now Fan Wentian also felt awkward when Ling Yun was mentioned.

But now, Ling Yun has no choice, as long as Huo Lao's request is not too embarrassing, he will try his best to fulfill it.

"Grandpa Fan, may I ask Mr. Huo, where is he?"

With an expectant look in his eyes, Ling Yun looked directly into Fan Wentian's eyes, never letting go of his expression.

At this time, Fan Wentian straightened his long hair blown away by the wind, and then he spoke with a nonchalant expression.

"Far in the sky, right in front of you."

"What?" Hearing Fan Wentian's words, Ling Yun was shocked.

It never occurred to him that Fan Wentian was actually the Huo Lao that Jin Ge had mentioned, the one who couldn't see the end of the dragon.

"You are Huo Lao?" Ling Yun asked in disbelief.

After Fan Wentian heard Ling Yun's words, he didn't speak, but nodded with a smile.

Seeing Fan Wentian nod his head and admit it, Ling Yun felt joy in his heart, he did not expect to come to the old house and meet the person he was looking for.

Ling Yun was really thankful for this, but Ling Yun also knew Fan Wentian's rules for helping people refine weapons, so after being excited for a while, he spoke again.

"Grandpa Fan, tell me your conditions! What should I do so that you can refine the weapon for me?"

Seeing Ling Yun's extremely serious expression, coupled with Ling Yun's current strength, Fan Wentian nodded with great satisfaction.

After pondering for a while, he slowly spit out a few words from his mouth.

"Adore me as a teacher!"

The short four words made Ling Yun stunned for a moment. He never thought that Fan Wentian's request would be so simple.

So Ling Yun looked at Fan Wentian again with puzzled eyes, wanting to know the answer to what he did.

"Grandpa Fan, why did you ask such a simple question?"

Fan Wentian looked at Ling Yun for a while, then heaved a deep sigh.

"I'm getting old! Now that I'm old, I should find a successor, so as not to let the handicraft passed down from my teacher be cut off in the hands of the old man. I wonder what you think? Can you agree to my request?"

After hearing his words, Ling Yun couldn't help hesitating for a moment, because Ling Yun already had a master after all.

Although Master Wei Changkong had passed away, Ling Yun still didn't want to let others worship him.

So after Ling Yun pondered for a while, he resolutely rejected Fan Wentian's request.

But Ling Yun told Fan Wentian the whole story of his refusal, because Ling Yun didn't want Fan Wentian to misunderstand him.

Fortunately, Fan Wentian is also a reasonable person, after he heard the reason why Ling Yun rejected him, he was relieved for Ling Yun's deep affection for a moment.

At the same time, he felt sorry for Ling Yun's rejection of him, but at this moment, he still made a bold decision.

"Ling Yun, I understand your thoughts very well, but the old man has another request, if you agree to my request."

"Not only will I unconditionally help you refine weapons, but I will also teach you all the methods of refining weapons in my life. I don't know what you want?"

Ling Yun, who originally thought that this transaction would definitely end with his rejection, was also taken aback when he heard this.

He didn't understand why Fan Wentian would say such words suddenly after he rejected him, so he looked at Fan Wentian solemnly.

"Grandpa Fan, you said, as long as I can do it, whether you help me refine the weapon or not, I will promise you."

Hearing Ling Yun's straightforward words, Fan Wentian nodded happily.

But what he said next completely stunned the unprepared Ling Yun.

"I want to recognize you and be my godson, are you willing?" When Fan Wentian said this, he looked at Ling Yun's expression solemnly.

Ling Yun was stunned by his words for a moment, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. When a cool breeze blew, Ling Yun, who was in shock, was pulled back to reality.

"Grandpa Fan, do you still need to admit it? You have always been my grandfather in my heart?"

Ling Yun's words moved the wrinkled and aging Fan Wentian to tears of excitement.

He never thought that he would be so precious in Ling Yun's heart.

So Fan Wentian, who had figured everything out, raised his head and laughed loudly. At the same time, he grabbed Ling Yun's right hand and let out a loud cry.

"Good grandson, let's go, grandpa will teach you how to make weapons."

After saying this, the two walked like the wind, and after a while, they came to Panshi City, a very ordinary blacksmith's shop.

Pushing open the door, Fan Wentian led Ling Yun directly to the inner courtyard of the blacksmith shop.

Ling Yun, who had just stepped into the inner courtyard, suddenly felt a hot breath rushing towards him.

Seeing Ling Yun, he immediately used his kung fu to resist, and kept out the scorching turbid air.

"Yun'er, this is Grandpa's refining room."

After Fan Wentian brought Ling Yun to a basement, he pointed to a secret room that was glowing with sparks and said.

Seeing Ling Yun, he immediately looked into the secret room, and saw a huge furnace placed in the secret room.

There is also a large stone platform beside the stove, and there are many bottles and jars on the stone platform.

As for the audience, there are some extremely precious stones and irons in full bloom.

After watching all this, Ling Yun seemed to understand, and nodded to Fan Wentian.

"Yun'er, what grade of weapon do you want Grandpa to refine for you this time? Let me see if I have enough materials."

Hearing Fan Wentian mention it, Ling Yun didn't have any ink marks, so he quickly took out the piece of Jiuyouxuan Ice-cold Iron from the Qiankun Bag.

As soon as the black ice and cold iron came out, the temperature of the originally hot refining room dropped three floors in an instant.

Looking at the Xuanbing Hantie in front of him, Fan Wentian couldn't get back to his senses for a long time, and just looked at this cold iron obsessively.

"Grandpa, these are the refining materials I prepared. This time, I want to ask Grandpa to refine an attack-type mysterious weapon for a friend of mine."

(End of this chapter)