Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

After hearing this, Wu Fan and his companions looked at each other, then nodded and decided to live in this Tianzi-shaped house. Although they felt it was a bit expensive, they could afford it as they were only staying there for a short period of time. If they stayed there for a month, it would only cost 600 spirit stones. But then again, these 600 spirit stones could buy a mid-level magic weapon. You know, the outer disciples of Qingfeng Sect only get 30 spirit stones a month. It is conceivable that this Tianzi-shaped house is really expensive.

But after all, they are all foundation-building cultivators, and they can still afford a few hundred spirit stones. Moreover, this Tianzi-shaped house is really good. It has its own door and courtyard, and its privacy is also satisfactory. To be honest, it is no different from the caves of the sect.

Tieman said without hesitation:

"Then we will live in four rooms in the shape of a Chinese character for a sky."

The old man's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he was delighted. He quickly bent down and asked:

"How long will you seniors stay?"

"One month first!" Nanxian said.

"Okay, seniors, please follow me!"

After the old man finished speaking, he led a few people to the back of the hall. He was very happy. These seniors stayed for a month, which cost 2,400 spirit stones. It would be a lie to say that he was not happy.

After passing through the hall and out the back door, we came to a courtyard. The scenery of this huge courtyard is quite good, with flowers, trees, small bridges and flowing water. It can be seen that someone often takes care of it. After passing through this courtyard, there are more than 30 small courtyards in the back. In each courtyard, there is an antique house and a separate small courtyard. There is a big tree in the courtyard with lush leaves, which covers half of the courtyard invisibly. There is a stone table and several stone benches under the tree. There are tea sets on the stone table, which are probably for guests to drink tea and chat in their spare time.

When Wu Fan and others came with the old man and saw these small courtyards, they all nodded with satisfaction, thinking that the twenty spiritual stones spent every day were worth it. Then, after each of them chose a courtyard, they sent the old man away. Of course, they also gave him all the spiritual stones.

When they parted, they decided to move freely within a month and walk around. It was said that fighting was strictly prohibited in this market, and there were several Jindan-stage cultivators stationed there. If someone was found fighting, the consequences would be imaginable.

After Wu Fan entered his house, he let Ling'er out, and then he went to the bedroom to practice, and decided to go out for a walk tomorrow morning.

At the same time, in the southeast area of ​​this market, there was also a courtyard of an inn. This courtyard was much better than the one Wu Fan lived in. Whether it was the environment, the size of the house, or the degree of luxury, it was more than a little bit stronger. Similarly, this courtyard would definitely require more spiritual stones.

At this time, in this house, a woman was standing respectfully in the hall. This person was in her forties and looked beautiful. And this woman was no one else, but Qianlin, the woman who escaped from Wu Fan.

Not far in front of Qianlin, an old man was sitting on a chair, holding a teacup in his hand, sipping tea carefully. The old man was over seventy years old, with gray hair, a thin body, a sallow complexion, wrinkles all over his face, and hands like chicken claws, but his cultivation was very powerful, and he was actually a mid-stage Jindan cultivator.

This old man had been in a bad mood and irritable for the past six months because his favorite disciple was killed, and his disciple was none other than the Red Devil Old Man Mo Qianye.

When he heard the news, he was furious and ready to go for revenge immediately and kill the person who was so evil to him, but his other disciple Qianlin persuaded him, which stabilized him and made him not move to chase Wu Fan.

Qianlin's words were simple. She just said that the murderer must have escaped. Xia Country is so big that it is like looking for a needle in a haystack to find him. Besides, the auction is about to start, and there is not so much time to find this person. It is better to wait until the auction is over and come back to take revenge.

Since the old man can cultivate to the middle stage of the golden elixir, he is certainly not a fool. He naturally understands the reason, but he is so angry that he loses his mind for a while. It's because he raised Mo Qianye since he was a child. In his heart, he is like his own son. When he just learned about the death of his disciple, he can't help but feel a little impulsive.

Finally, he suppressed his anger and brought Qianlin to Baiyan Country. He decided to wait until the auction is over and return to Xia Country to find Wu Fan and kill him to avenge his disciple.

"Master, I have already painted the portrait of the man who killed my senior brother."

After the woman finished speaking, she took out a scroll from the storage bag, walked forward, and handed it to the old man.

The old man took the portrait, opened it and took a look. The person in the portrait was Wu Fan himself. The painting was very beautiful and looked about 80% similar.

The old man looked at the portrait, his eyes flashed coldly, and after a cold snort, a flame suddenly came out of his palm, and the portrait turned into ashes.

"When I return to Xia Country, I will definitely find this person, extract his soul, and burn him day and night with soul fire. I will make him wish he could not live or die!!" The old man gritted his teeth and said.

Qianlin trembled when she heard this, and said nothing.

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Also in a courtyard in the city, in the hall of the house, an old man was sitting on a chair. The old man was in his sixties, with a medium build, purple-brown hair, a dark face, slender eyes, and purple lips. , wearing a set of soap robes, his face gave people a very sinister look, and he looked like a ruthless person at first glance, and his nails were also purple and black, which looked very strange, as if his whole body was poisonous. . And his cultivation level is also very powerful, and he is actually an early stage Jindan monk.

Under the old man, there is a man standing. This man is in his thirties. He has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He is very handsome. He is wearing a moon-white robe, with fair skin, long black hair tied up, and bright eyes. There is a god, and his cultivation is in the early stage of foundation building.

At this time, the man was standing respectfully below, but when he looked at the old man above, it was obvious that there was hatred in his eyes.

The old man above glanced at the man and said sadly:

"Qingyu, how did you do what I asked you to do before?"

When the man heard this, he trembled, bowed and clasped his fists:

"Master, I have been looking for those medicinal herbs in the market these days, but these medicinal herbs are really hard to find. Now I can only find three!"

When the old man heard this, his face darkened and he shouted angrily:

"You are just a loser. You can't handle such a simple thing. What use do I need from you?"

When the man heard this, he felt angry, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Then he became calm again, bowed and clasped his fists, saying:

"Master, forgive me. I will continue to search tomorrow and I will ensure that I find those herbs for you!"

The old man snorted coldly and said coldly:

"I give you a month to find all the herbs, otherwise, you won't have to live."

"Yes, I will find all the herbs within a month." The man bowed and clasped his fists.

After thinking for a while, the old man added: "You don't have to hate me. Although I put a restraint in your body and gave you poison, you must remember that it was me who rescued you back then and also helped you." You have broken through the foundation building period. If you work hard for me, I will not treat you badly."

"Master is joking. In my heart, I have always been grateful to you. How could I hate you?" the man said with a forced smile.

Hearing this, the old man's expression softened a little, and he nodded and said, "It's none of your business, go down!"

"yes!"

The man bowed and cupped his hands before retreating.

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In the city, in a courtyard with beautiful scenery, a slim woman wearing palace attire, a white veil covering her face, stood in it. At this time, she was looking up at the sky. From her appearance, she seemed to be waiting. Who.

At this moment, a white light suddenly flew in the sky. In a few flashes, it came to the sky above the courtyard. At the same time, a female voice came out of the light.

"Sister Chang Xi, I've been waiting for a long time. I haven't seen you for more than ten years. Sister, you are getting more and more beautiful. With your appearance, I don't know how many women will envy you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the white light fell in the courtyard. The light dissipated, revealing a beautiful woman. This woman was in her thirties and looked extremely dignified and beautiful. On her discerning face, she had a pair of Her beautiful watery eyes, when she smiles, give people a feeling of spring breeze, and her skin is like gelatin, which can be broken by a blow.

Although this is a rare beauty, if you compare her with Chang Xi, she is still far behind. And this Chang Xi is also the Supreme Elder of Qingfeng Sect.

Chang Xi smiled brightly and said, "Sister "Cao Lan" is really good at complimenting people. I don't have a sister like you who is so good-looking!"

Cao Lan smiled when he heard this, reached out and tapped Chang Xi's beautiful forehead, and said with a smile:

"Glib tongue, no one knows that you are the most beautiful woman in the Xia Kingdom. If you ask me, among the nearby countries, there is no one more beautiful than you, my sister."

"Okay, Sister Cao Lan, let's stop flattering each other and go into the house quickly!" Chang Xi held Cao Lan's arm and dragged her into the house.

In the room, after the two of them sat down, Cao Lan smiled sweetly, lightly opened her red lips and said:

"If I had known, sister, that you would also come to Baiyan Country, I would have gone with you. Later, I heard what Sister Shangguan Xi from the Shangguan family said, and I found out that you were also here."

Chang Xi smiled slightly, lightly parted her lips and said, "I happened to meet Sister Shangguan Xi two days ago, and I heard from her that Sister Cao Lan, you are here too."

Cao Lan nodded when he heard the words and chuckled: "I have nothing to do in the Artifact Refining Sect, so I came here to take a look and see if there are any materials I need that will appear at the auction. I still have a few shortcomings of my natal magic weapon. I haven't been able to find this kind of material. I heard that this auction is very grand and there are all kinds of rare materials, so I came here to try my luck."