Nine Ways Divine Dragon Art

Chapter 171
Hearing Ling Yun's words, Fan Wentian was taken aback suddenly, and then looked at Ling Yun with a hint of a smile.

"What do you say?"

Fan Wentian didn't answer Ling Yun directly, but instead asked him a question with deep meaning.

For Fan Wentian's words, Ling Yun also felt a little embarrassed, after all it was unreasonable to ask about other people's cultivation.

If Fan Wentian wasn't Ling Yun's god-grandfather, based on what Ling Yun said just now, maybe the two of them would have already started fighting by now.

Fortunately, the two are old acquaintances, and Ling Yun recognized him as a godfather.

So after hearing Ling Yun's words, Fan Wentian didn't get angry, but instead asked Ling Yun with a smile, he just wanted to see how Ling Yun's sharp eyes were.

"Grandpa, I guess you are at least the cultivation level of the Nine Star Dragon Lord, otherwise you would not be able to get the spirit of the fourth-order dragon beast."

Hearing Ling Yun's words, Fan Wentian glanced at him appreciatively, then nodded slightly.

Seeing his actions like this, Ling Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time confirmed the guess in his heart.

While Ling Yun was still distracted, Fan Wentian had already opened the black bottle in his hand.

Once the black bottle was opened, an azure blue phantom came out of the bottle.

The phantom looks like a shrunken version of the dragon rhinoceros, but it is a little different from the dragon rhinoceros.

Seeing Ling Yun, he told Fan Wentian what he was puzzled about.Want to get an answer from him.

When Fan Wentian heard Ling Yun's doubts, he played the role of a mentor and slowly explained to Ling Yun.

It turns out that this is indeed the soul of a dragon rhinoceros, and it is also the spirit of a dragon rhinoceros in the middle stage of the fourth order.

But the only difference is that this is still a mutated dragon beast, and its strength is far greater than that of the general fourth-order mid-stage dragon beast.

Hearing Fan Wentian's answer, Ling Yun knew very well how precious this spirit is, so for a moment Ling Yun didn't know how to thank him.

And Fan Wentian seemed to have seen what Ling Yun meant, and patted Ling Yun on the shoulder without specifying.

At this moment, the essence of the dragon rhinoceros was being slowly integrated into the sword embryo by Fan Wentian, when the essence was completely integrated, a blue light emerged from the sword embryo.

Immediately afterwards, an aura like a surging river burst out from the sword embryo.

But the process of refining the weapon didn't end here, I saw that Fan Wentian who had integrated his soul well, then put the sword embryo into the furnace for the second time.

As soon as the sword embryo enters the furnace, it will be tempered by endless earth king flames.

Under the tempering of the Earth King Flame, the entire sword embryo began to turn red, and the runes on the sword embryo began to be slowly hidden inside the sword embryo.

After about a few hours, a mighty and extraordinary sharp sword appeared in the stove.

"open!"

Suddenly Fan Wentian yelled, and the furnace lid was lifted by his palm, and the sharp sword inside was also inspired by him, and stopped above the furnace mouth.

Looking at the immobilized sharp sword, Fan Wentian turned his head to look at Ling Yun.

"Have you thought of a name?"

Hearing Fan Wentian's words, Ling Yun's heart was agitated, so he said two words slowly.

"Xuanbing"

After receiving Ling Yun's reply, Fan Wentian squirmed his fingers on the sword, and a moment later, two big characters, Xuan Bing, appeared on the sword.

After engraving these two words, Fan Wentian waved his hand, and he threw the Xuanbing Sword into the sword quenching pool. With the emergence of a thick white mist, he announced that the Xuanbing weapon was finally refined. Successfully made.

Ling Yun picked up the Xuanbing Sword, and after looking it up and down, he couldn't help but nodded with great satisfaction.

"Grandpa, you have worked hard!"

Even if there are thousands of words of thanks, at this time, all of them have been reduced to this sentence.

Because Ling Yun was already excited, he didn't know what language to use to thank Fan Wentian for his gift.

"You're welcome, you are my grandson, and it is right to do this for you."

After saying this, Fan Wentian took out a simple book from his Qiankun bag and handed it to Ling Yun who was opposite.

"I know you are very busy, and you don't have time to stay in Panshi City to learn how to forge weapons from this old man, so you should study carefully and carefully study the key to making weapons, and don't ignore them."

For Fan Wentian's move, Ling Yun was moved, but he reached out and took the book without refusing.

"Grandpa, don't worry, Ling Yun will study hard and will never disappoint your expectations of me."

Later, after Fan Wentian and Ling Yun explained the matters needing attention regarding the refining of weapons, Ling Yun left the place with the Xuanbing Sword.

On the way back, Ling Yun thought carefully about what to do next, and returned to the inn unconsciously.

As soon as he returned to the inn, Ling Yun handed the Xuanbing Sword to Shui Ling'er, and the two of them also got the tenderness of the short station at this moment.

As for Qian Xunyue, there was no trace of her, but this also greatly eliminated the embarrassment of the three of them being together.

After a night, the red sun rose high, and after a night of training, Ling Yun's strength was indistinct, and he had the opportunity to break through the two-star dragon body.

But Ling Yun knew that this moment was not the best time to break through, so he suspended his practice, but got up and went outside Shui Ling'er's room.

Just when Ling Yun was about to knock on the door, Shui Ling'er just opened the door and came out from the house.

The two looked at each other, as if time seemed to be frozen at this moment.

From the eyes of the two of them, there was a kind of extremely reluctant look, but after a gust of breeze blew, Ling Yun couldn't help but come back to his senses, so he could only smile awkwardly at Shui Ling'er.

"Ling'er, take care all the way this time, don't take it lightly, guard against villains, and take care of yourself."

Shui Ling'er didn't speak, but nodded with difficulty while shedding tears.

Then Shui Ling'er left the inn, leaving only Ling Yun standing there.

When Shui Ling'er's back disappeared in front of Ling Yun, Ling Yun turned around and walked downstairs to the restaurant.

Ling Yun, who had just drank a few glasses of water and wine, saw Qian Xunyue walking slowly in a red dress.

But Ling Yun didn't pay attention to him, but drank water and wine as usual, turning a blind eye to her arrival.

"Brother Yun, why are you drinking here alone? Where's Sister Linger?"

Qian Xunyue with a smile on her face, after coming to Ling Yun, sat beside him without any politeness.

"she left!"

After Ling Yun spat out these three words slowly, he put down the wine glass in his hand and walked out of the inn.

Seeing this, Qian Xunyue immediately followed and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Brother Yun, where are you going? How about I go with you?"

Ling Yun didn't know why Qian Xunyue was so attached to him, but he guessed that Qian Xunyue must have some ulterior secret.

So Ling Yun rejected her with a serious face, and before she came back to her senses, she quickly slipped into the crowd and disappeared in front of Qian Xunyue.

When Ling Yun's figure appeared again, he had already arrived at the edge of Jinghong Mountain Range.

Ling Yun, who came here, immediately swept away his consciousness, and locked himself in a building ten miles away.

Seeing Ling Yun showing a slight smile, he turned into an afterimage and rushed towards a place ten miles away.

(End of this chapter)