Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

"What, this happened! This damn old devil, my aunt, I will tear him apart sooner or later. Oh, by the way, Master, how did you escape?"

Not surprisingly, these words startled Ling'er, and then her face instantly darkened. She clenched her pink fists tightly, narrowed her eyes and cursed, but soon, she remembered something and hurriedly asked.

"At that time, I was surrounded by five people. I had no choice but to use the "Movement Order" to escape. Alas! What a pity for this treasure!"

With a look of pain on his face, Wu Fan turned over his hand and took out the moving order. He saw that the milky white light spots on the black jade medal had disappeared.

Shaking his head, he angrily put away the moving order. If you want to use this treasure again in the future, even if it is stored in a small space, you will have to wait for hundreds of years.

Wu Fan was secretly depressed about this, and his hatred for Ming Qianzong could not help but grow stronger.

You must know that this thing is one of the most precious treasures in his body. It can be said to be a rare life-saving thing in the world. It is really hard for him to accept that it was used so haphazardly today.

I remember the last time he used it was in the Sea of ​​Stars. In order to go to Xingji Palace to steal the Spiritual Eye Tree, he took the risk and lurked into the sect's forbidden area. As a result, after he obtained the treasure, he was blocked by Yu Tiandu. He had no choice but to Under the circumstances, he could only use this treasure to escape.

But you must know that he left well-prepared that time. He had already guessed the possibility of using this treasure, and he didn't feel too distressed after using it. But it was different today. It can be said that he had no warning at all. , This treasure was wasted in vain.

From this point of view, I don’t know whether I made a profit or a loss on this trip to Yanyue Sect. If he had to choose again, he would rather not go to the Yanyue Sect, at least he would save the relocation order.

I remember that when he was in Xingji Palace, he could have used this treasure to escape directly in the cave, but in the end he decided to try to take the risk and lurk out. The purpose of doing so was not to keep this precious thing. For For him, unless this treasure is used as a last resort, it would be a pity.

He had thought quite well before. This time he went to the Eastern Jin Territory, there was a high probability that he would face some potential threats. After all, there were many masters there, and with this treasure in hand, he had some confidence, even if his life was in danger. , he can also easily escape with his life.

But now, his trump card is completely gone, and he is naturally very angry about this.

It seems that this trip to the Eastern Jin Dynasty needs to be more cautious.

"Master, don't think too much. This treasure is meant to prevent accidents and save lives. It's not a pity to use it today. At least you saved your life, right?"

Ling'er saw what Wu Fan was thinking, and after a moment of silence, she smiled and said in relief.

"Uh..., haha, Ling'er is right, I got into trouble! Okay, you go out first, I'll recover from my injuries!"

Wu Fan was startled for a moment when he heard this, then shook his head and smiled bitterly. His heart was broken, so he waved his hand!

"Okay, master, heal your injuries first, and I won't disturb you!"

Ling'er glanced at the wound on Wu Fan's chest, a trace of distress flashed in her eyes, stopped talking nonsense, turned around and walked out.

On the bed, Wu Fan thought for a while, recalling his previous conversation with Ming Qianzong.

In his opinion, the other party would stay here all the time, and he must be planning some kind of big event. This could be heard from his words, but the other party did not specifically say what it was, which made him a little confused for a moment. Can't figure it out.

It seems that it is necessary to remind Qian Yang and Fen Lie when they go out in a while.

Wu Fan shook his head and stopped thinking, so he reached out and took out a healing elixir, threw it into his mouth, and began to exercise his energy and regulate his breathing.

In the final analysis, no matter what Ming Qianzong wants to do, it has nothing to do with him. After all, there is someone tall to support him when the sky falls, and he is too lazy to care.

What's more, he doesn't have the strength to stop it now!

Just like that, in the midst of healing, half a month passed by in a small space.

On this day, Wu Fan opened his eyes and took a look at the wound that had healed as before, with a smile on his face.

Now that his injury has healed, he has no intention of going out because no one can guarantee whether Ming Qianzong and others are nearby. Therefore, for safety reasons, it is better to stay in a small space for a while. .

But he had another thing to do next. He remembered that after he was attacked by a dagger, he was attacked by a small blood-colored light beam. Before he could react, the light beam penetrated into his head.

He also searched for it at that time, but found nothing unusual. Moreover, after such a long time, there was nothing wrong with him and his body was normal.

However, this matter has always bothered him. He didn't believe that the other party would do useless things and send out useless blows idly.

Of course, he had also guessed that the light beam was probably some kind of mark used for tracking, but no matter what, even if it was just a tracking mark, he had to find a way to get rid of it, otherwise he might cause trouble in the future.

So without any hesitation, he immediately stretched out his spiritual consciousness and scanned the sea of ​​consciousness.

This time he was extremely serious.

However, after careful searching, he still couldn't find anything in the sea of ​​consciousness, which made him feel depressed!

"What's going on? Could it be that it has dissipated on its own? But...this shouldn't be possible!!!"

Wu Fan frowned and murmured.

So, he started looking again, and this time, he didn't let go of any place, even the small space bead that stayed in the sea of ​​consciousness.

After half a day of searching, he finally got something.

"Damn it, it's hidden so deep in the soul!"

Wu Fan's face suddenly became ugly, and although his eyes were closed, he cursed.

Because he found a faint blood-colored light inside the soul light group, which looked like evil spirit, but it was very small and could not be seen clearly without careful observation.

As for finding it now, it was not because he was careless, but because the evil spirit was too weird.

In fact, he searched for the soul no less than ten times. After all, the soul is the most vulnerable part of the cultivator, so he naturally had to pay attention to it. But what surprised him was that when he was attacked, he saw a very conspicuous blood-colored light column rushing into the sea of ​​consciousness, but now this light column has become as small as dust inside the soul, and it can't be seen without careful observation.

However, after careful identification, he still found something strange. He found that the blood evil was no longer as ethereal as before, but became more solid, even a little sticky.

This was a bit like the product of the evil spirit being continuously concentrated. Although it was too small to be seen clearly, the concentration of the evil spirit was not reduced at all.

And for some reason, he stared at the blood evil dot for a while and found that it was gradually getting bigger, as if it was nourished by something.

This scene scared him!