Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Upon hearing Li Cangming's words, several other people looked irritated, and their deep eyes swayed.

But the monk Jishi looked disapproving. Instead, he chuckled and said:

"Donor Li, what are you worried about? As long as the six of us and I don't say anything, no one in the outside world will know. In the worst case, we can just make it up... Well, we can say that boy killed Jin Nansong and seriously injured your cousin and my junior brother. That’s why we want to arrest this person.”

Obviously, Monk Jishi had already thought about these issues and didn't think it was a big deal. However, when he said it at the end, he looked embarrassed, glanced at a few people vaguely, and quickly changed his statement,

After all, in the impression of outsiders, people in Buddhism do not lie, but they cannot lie blatantly.

After hearing this, several other people's faces twitched, but they did not make fun of him. They just pretended not to hear, which did not make the monk unable to step down.

"Well, although this excuse is a bit far-fetched, it can only be said like this. Okay, it's too early to say this now. Maybe we can find that person in this ruins, so we don't need to worry. But, if we find that person, how will we distribute the relics and techniques?"

Li Cangming nodded silently, not wanting to talk nonsense, so he waved his arm, looked at Monk Jishi and asked.

Several other people also turned around at this time, wanting to know the monk's attitude.

"You can make a copy of the technique and it will belong to both of us. As for the relic, it can be distributed separately from Donor Wu's storage bag. Each of us will take one!"

Monk Jishi spoke without even thinking about it. It was obvious that he had already thought about this issue.

However, as soon as he said these words, several others were shocked. Among them, Bai Chenjin's uncle and nephew all stared with wide eyes, looking puzzled.

"Hey! Why, does the holy monk think that boy's storage bag is more valuable than the relics? What if Li chooses the relics?"

Li Cangming was also surprised. He couldn't help but wonder. He really couldn't understand how a monk could throw away the relics so easily. But the meaning of the other party's words clearly meant that he could choose one of them. .

"If Donor Li has this intention, the poor monk is willing to give the relic to you!"

As expected, Monk Jishi said with a smile on his face without hesitation.

In fact, for him, the relics were important, but he also coveted Wu Fan's many magic weapons and magical powers, especially the golden and yuan heavy light and thunder and lightning magical powers. Each of them was no worse than the Prajna Heart Sutra.

"Haha, let me think about this first! We will wait until we catch that person! Okay, you guys have a day off, and we will go in and look for him early tomorrow morning."

After Li Cangming rolled his eyes, he couldn't help but smile, hurriedly finished his words, and closed his eyes after finishing speaking.

Several other people looked at each other in shock when they saw this.

As for the monk, he curled his lips, closed his eyes, and stopped talking.

So next, everyone took the time to restore their mana. It was not until early the next morning that a few people got up and entered the oasis again.

……………

I don’t know how much time passed, but in a hidden cave in the oasis, a space bead that could not be seen by outsiders was hidden inside.

That's right, Wu Fan did not leave the ruins, but found a place to enter a small space shortly after coming down the mountain.

Because, as Monk Jishi said, he was seriously injured inside his body and he must seize the time to heal, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

But since he is not dead, no matter how serious the injuries are in his body, it is nothing to him. With the Heavenly Demon Tyrant Body Technique to protect his body, and many precious healing elixirs, it is only a matter of time before the injuries can be restored.

From the time he escaped to now, more than three days have passed, which in a small space is about a month.

At this moment in the bedroom, Wu Fan seemed to be disturbed by something. He slowly opened his eyes and released his consciousness to sense the outside.

"Hmph! These thieves are really determined to find me. If you want to find me, then go find me. I want to see if you can find me."

After Wu Fan sensed it, he sneered and murmured, then took out a pill and threw it into his mouth, closing his eyes again.

Since he advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, he has been able to project his spiritual consciousness outside a small space, and he can naturally perceive clearly what is happening outside.

In his eyes, those people just passed by nearby, but they didn't stop at all.

Naturally, he didn't care about this. Anyway, he didn't want to leave here in a short time.

You can take advantage of this time to practice the Prajna Heart Sutra first to see if you can solve the problem of blood evil in the body.

But before that, he had to recover from his injuries so that he could practice the Heart Sutra safely.

As a result, with the help of the healing elixir, he recovered very quickly from his injuries. After just over a month, he recovered more than half of his condition. If this trend continues, he will be able to recover in another month.

But unexpectedly, he felt something in his heart that day. He hurriedly got up and ran to the practice room, and at the same time called Ling'er over.

Ling'er was used to it, so she naturally knew what was going on. Without saying a word, she took out the rope given by the richest man, tied Wu Fan tightly, and then she got up and left here.

Then one could hear bursts of manic shouting coming from the practice room, accompanied by a muffled sound.

It wasn't until the day passed that the house became quiet.

Half a day later, Wu Fan walked out of the practice room and returned to the bedroom to continue healing.

This time he was focused, and finally after a month, he opened his eyes and smiled.

That's right, he has recovered as before, without any hidden injuries.

During this period, he would often sense the outside world, but since the last time, he has never sensed the whereabouts of those people again, and he didn't know whether they had left or were in a very far place.

But he was too lazy to think about it, and finally took out the yellowed book and began to study it seriously.

"This Prajna Heart Sutra is so profound, no wonder it is recognized as the superior heart sutra of Buddhism. It's just that it takes too much time to practice from the basics."

After three full days, Wu Fan slowly raised his head, touched his chin and murmured, his face a little ugly.

That's right, this book is the legendary Prajna Heart Sutra, and he didn't take it wrong at the beginning. In fact, since he got this thing, he saw the four words "Prajna Heart Sutra" on the surface of the book, so he didn't care about the storage ring and didn't fight for it.

Only through repeated study, he found that the profoundness of this Heart Sutra was not less than that of the "Heavenly Gang Lightning Controlling Technique", and it was not something that could be learned in a short period of time.

Moreover, he was not a Buddhist, and there was no Buddha power in his body. In this way, he could only learn from the beginning and cultivate Buddha power first. After a long time, after cultivating Buddha power to a certain level, he could use Buddha power to dissipate the blood evil spirit.