Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

I could see the mountains below, numerous high and low peaks. The small ones were only a few tens of feet high, but the big ones soared straight into the sky, looking majestic.

After the hundreds of disciples flew down, they immediately spread out and began a blanket search.

The black-faced man had no intention of going down in person, but he released a few transmission notes. Judging from his actions, it was obvious that he was summoning other patrol teams.

After all, there are many mountains here, and it would take only a few people to conduct a comprehensive search.

Although the two of them did not talk about why the man suddenly disappeared here, the black-faced man knew in his heart that the other party must have an invisible treasure hidden somewhere.

If he was to say that that person could teleport tens of thousands of miles away, he wouldn't believe it even if he were killed.

For the next time, the two chatted without a word, until two hours later, five or six teams appeared again, and the number suddenly increased to thousands.

So, these people started from the periphery and searched every mountain peak in detail, even inside the mountain, in the canyon, and below the ground.

The black-faced man and the old man with the goatee were waiting quietly. Only the two-headed ghost wolf next to them was staring down and twitching its nose from time to time.

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At the same time, in a small cave inside an inconspicuous mountain, a fat Taoist priest was sitting on the ground with a sad face.

On the ground around him, there were twelve formation flags emitting a faint white light. These formation flags flashed with spiritual light, and the spiritual energy on the flag tips connected together, forming a three-foot-long transparent light shield, covering the fat man. The old Taoist guard was below.

Looking from the outside, you can't feel the slightest breath inside.

A closer look revealed that the fat Taoist priest was the Xuanchengzi that Wu Fan had been looking for. It could be seen that the black-faced man was also looking for him.

"Oh! I'm so angry, Master Tao, why are these dogs back again!"

Xuanchengzi shook his head and sighed, with a bitter look on his face. He couldn't help but pick up the gourd and pour a sip of wine into his mouth.

I have to say that this person is really big-hearted. Even at this time, he is still in the mood to drink. He is indeed a drunkard.

But having said that, there is nothing he can do now. He can't leave, so he can only hide here and secretly hope that the enemy can't find him.

Counting the time, he has stayed here for about five months and has never left. It's not that he doesn't want to leave, but that he really doesn't dare. After all, the black-faced man is a mid-term monk. He knows that he will be arrested if he goes out. If this person is caught, he will die.

It is better to rely on this set of formation flags to hide them, wait for the situation outside to calm down, and then lurk back, or wait for the coalition forces to send people to rescue.

Of course, he had this idea because he had full confidence in this set of formation flags and was not afraid that the enemy would detect him.

But at this time, his heart, which had been silent for five months, came up again. He really couldn't figure out why the other party came here again.

Although he didn't know how many people were outside now, he knew intuitively that there must be a lot of people, which made him feel frightened.

But no matter what, he couldn't do anything, and he didn't dare to release his consciousness to see, so he could only let it go.

So while he was praying secretly, another hour passed.

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Now the thousands of monks have searched the outside and have come to the inside in a ring.

Looking around, the peaks in the entire peripheral area have long become dilapidated. Countless gravel and vegetation have fallen to the ground. Dust fills the entire sky. Even the ground is covered with ravines of varying depths. It is not difficult to see that this masterpiece was created by monks using magical instruments.

At this moment, various colors of light flashed across the sky, mountain peaks collapsed, and loud noises continued to be heard.

And some monks who are proficient in the art of earth escape are also rushing through the mountains in full swing, all looking like they are searching seriously. After all, there were two Nascent Soul stage monks watching from above, so these disciples naturally didn't dare to fool them.

"I've searched most of the place, but I still can't find any trace of that person. Fellow Daoist Yu, is your sense of this monster wrong?"

High in the sky, the dark-faced man had his hands behind his back, his brows furrowed, and he stared down and asked without looking back.

"This...! Let's wait and see. Maybe that person is in this area."

The old man with the goatee had a look of displeasure on his face when he heard this, but after hesitating for a moment, he still said kindly.

"Okay, since we've wasted time searching, it's not a waste of time."

The dark-faced man shook his head slightly, with a look of helplessness on his face.

"Well, there is no other way now. If this person cannot be found here, then Fellow Daoist Shi will have no choice but to borrow manpower from the Rongshi Kingdom camp and search the entire territory."

The old man with the goatee rolled his eyes and suggested something.

"It's easy for Daoist Yu to say that. Now they are busy attacking the city. Where can I find the extra people to help me? Whether we can find that person or not, we can only rely on ourselves."

The dark-faced man rolled his eyes at the other party and said in an indifferent tone.

"That's true. Fortunately, that person was just a spy and didn't do anything to affect our plan. It doesn't matter even if he escapes...! Eh!!!"

Although the old man with the goatee was a little dissatisfied with the black-faced man's attitude, he still nodded in agreement. However, before he finished speaking, he suddenly let out a startled sound and immediately turned to look at the monster beside him.

At this moment, for some reason, the two-headed ghost wolf suddenly became energetic from laziness. He lowered his head and stared at a certain place below, his nose twitching non-stop.

"What's wrong? Did you sense that person?"

The old man with goat beard's eyes lit up, and asked the demon wolf anxiously.

At this time, the black-faced man also looked over, and his face was full of expectation.

Soon, a wolf howl came, and the demon wolf nodded very humanely.

Seeing this scene, the two were overjoyed and looked down hurriedly.

Just at this moment, a flash of light suddenly flashed out from a certain mountain below, and several screams were heard at the same time.

Looking carefully, several monks died for unknown reasons, and were cut in half, and their bodies were lying on the ground casually.

"Hmph! You are really here, this time I want to see where you can run."

Seeing this, the black-faced man snorted coldly, without even looking at the corpses, and the light on his body immediately rushed down.

The old man with goat beard also smiled and chased after him.

At this moment, Xuan Chengzi, who had just rushed out of the mountain, cursed endlessly, but when he saw the two people flying towards him, his face instantly showed bitterness.

He turned his head and looked around, and found that thousands of people were quickly surrounding this side. He knew that he could not escape today.

Just before, he had been praying not to be discovered, but as fate would have it, several monks accidentally broke into his cave, and he was finally discovered. In desperation, he could only rush out and wanted to escape from here, but he didn't expect that the black-faced man was here, and there was another person.