Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Wu Fan didn't waste any time. He briefly told the three people what happened and then made arrangements.

Afterwards, the three people hurriedly went down to gather the disciples. Within a moment of burning incense, a giant spaceship flew away from the station and headed straight for Xia Kingdom.

At this time, Xuanchengzi, Taishi Gong, Qianlong Zun, Qing Fangyi and others were gathering in the hall of Wu Fan's attic.

After a conversation, several people knew that Wu Fan was going to the eastern region. For a moment, everyone looked worried, but in the end they could only say some words of care.

Although a few people wanted to help, they were powerless. Fortunately, they knew how strong Wu Fan was, so they didn't have anything to worry about.

In the following time, Wu Fan took out several jars of good wine without hesitation, sat around with everyone, and started changing glasses.

After not getting together for a whole ten years, everyone was naturally chatting and laughing at this banquet. After drinking all morning, Wu Fan ended the banquet by saying that he would leave as soon as possible.

After a while, the hall was empty, and Wu Fan didn't know where he went.

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At the same time, in another attic not far away from Wu Fan's residence, Mr. Gonghu and Zhong Changshu were sitting on chairs with smiles on their faces.

"Hey, senior brother, I just received a tip. Wu Fan has left now, but I didn't expect that he could actually send his disciples back to Xia Kingdom. Do you think we should send someone to intercept him behind?"

Zhong Changshu couldn't help but laugh strangely, with a look of excitement on his face, but then, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said viciously.

"Forget it, let's not get into trouble. If those Qingfeng Sect disciples die on the way, Wu Fan will definitely think that it was us. By then, he probably won't let it go. Now he only needs to leave, and wait until he goes to the east He may not be able to save his life in this area. If he is unlucky enough to die there, there will be no need for the Qingfeng Sect to continue to exist. It will be easy for me to deal with a mere Xuan Daozi. "

Uncle Gonghu shook his head first, with a look of fear in his eyes, then he sneered again and said indifferently.

"Well, senior brother is right, so let's do this for now. Humph! After Wu Fan dies in the eastern region, I will definitely let that bitch Chang Xi serve me all the time. I want to see how she will be when she comes. How noble.”

Zhong Changshu nodded when he heard this, and then he had a look of resentment on his face and couldn't help but snorted coldly.

Upon hearing this, the male uncle glared at Zhong Changshu angrily, but said nothing, just shook his head and sighed.

"By the way, senior brother, why do I feel that the relationship between Zhuge Qingtian and Wu Fan is a bit unusual? Normally, even if the Qingfeng Sect disciples do not need to participate in the war, they cannot return to the Xia Kingdom, but now the old guy actually agreed. Is it possible that Zhuge Qingtian is very fond of Wu Fan and wants to take him under his command? If this is the case, it will be extremely detrimental to us. "

Seeing the look on his senior brother's face, Zhong Changshu couldn't help but laugh, so he quickly changed the topic and said with a frown.

"It's impossible. After all, Qingfeng Sect is under the jurisdiction of our Righteous Alliance. That old guy doesn't dare to poach him. The two of them are at most casual acquaintances or have some kind of interest relationship. You don't have to be afraid."

Uncle Gonghu shook his head and said with narrowed eyes.

"So I feel relieved. Hehe, to be honest, junior brother, I really admire your foresight. I didn't expect you to come up with such a way to take Wu Fan away. As far as I know, in the past few years since the war between the two regions, the eastern region has Nine Nascent Soul Stage monks were killed in the battle. In such a tragic place, Wu Fan really needs some luck if he wants to survive!"

Zhong Changshu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then started to compliment him with admiration, with a look of gloating in his eyes.

"At the beginning, I just wanted to give it a try, and deliberately exaggerated to report Wu Fan's identity to the Great Elder. Unexpectedly, just a few years later, the Great Elder actually called Wu Fan, and there would be such a result. , I can only say that Wu Fan is out of luck."

Uncle Gonghu shook his head and chuckled, with a proud look on his face.

"Hehe, no matter what, if you can get rid of this trouble in your heart, it will be all the credit of senior brother...!"

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Half a month later…

Lan'an City is located in the northeast behind Fengxiao City. This city is no less big than the Baiyan Kingdom. Its prosperity is among the best in the entire Beidou Territory.

However, the city seems a bit deserted now. Most of the people walking on the streets are low-level monks, and monks above the Golden Core stage are rarely seen.

Of course, the occurrence of this situation is naturally related to the current war between the two regions. After all, the major forces in the entire Beidou Region have deployed a large number of manpower, and there are very few people who can stay in the city.

On this day, in the sky above a huge building, a young man with wings on his back lowered his head and glanced down. After confirming the target, the wings behind his back shook, and the man instantly turned into an electric arc and disappeared. When he appeared again, he was already in front of the building.

"Hey... I'm here to meet you, senior. I wonder why you came to my "Fengqian Pavilion" today?"

There were two guards guarding the door of the building. They were both young and only at the foundation-building stage. When they saw the sudden appearance of the figure, they were obviously taken aback, so they hurriedly reached out. The spirit consciousness checked, but it didn't matter. The two people's faces instantly showed a look of shock, and they hurriedly bowed and saluted and asked.

Although the two could not see the other party's true cultivation, they knew that the person must have a very high cultivation level based on their long-term garrison and countless experience. At least he must be a cultivator of the middle Jindan stage or above.

"Is this the branch of Tianya Chamber of Commerce?"

The young man put his hands behind his back and looked at the two indifferently. At this time, the wings on his back had disappeared.

Of course, this person was none other than Wu Fan who came from Fengxiao City.

"To reply to the senior, this is the branch of Tianya Chamber of Commerce, but there is no auction held today. I'm afraid the senior will come here in vain."

One of the middle-aged men with a beard took the lead and replied respectfully with an apologetic look.

"I'm not here to participate in the auction, but to see the person in power here. Please lead the way."

Wu Fan didn't want to waste any words and said in a way that could not be refused.

"I'm afraid that's not possible. To be honest, Senior, the Supreme Elder of Fenggan Pavilion has ordered that we should be in seclusion and not see outsiders recently..."

The bearded man's eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm, and he obviously felt that Wu Fan was a little too self-righteous. After all, not everyone can see the Supreme Elder. But out of politeness, he was still ready to decline, but before he finished speaking, Wu Fan's voice came again.

"Wu is not an outsider, this is my identity card!"

Wu Fan's eyes flashed with a hint of impatience, and he simply took out a jade card and shook it in front of this person.