Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

"Haha, okay, now that everyone knows each other, let's set off without further delay. I wish you all a safe return."

Before Mr. Lu could say anything, Fen Lie suddenly stood up and smiled and bowed his hands to several people.

Wu Fan and others did not hesitate after hearing this, they all stood up and returned the greeting before preparing to leave.

But at this time, Master Qianyang stood up and said solemnly:

"Fellow Daoist Wu, Fellow Daoist Kui, and Mrs. Xia, please protect Mr. Lu during this trip. Don't let him make any mistakes. I would like to express my thanks in advance."

"In addition, you have to pass through the enemy camp this time. It is extremely dangerous there. In order to allow you to pass safely, I have given Mr. Lu an ancient spiritual weapon before. This treasure will allow you to pass smoothly. You don't have to Too worried."

"As for entering the Yaoyun Mountains, it's up to you, but remember, you must break the formation as quickly as possible. Once the two months are up, quickly return in hiding."

Master Qianyang's serious words made everyone except Mr. Lu feel relieved.

Wu Fan also showed a relaxed look on his face at this time. He remembered that three days ago he heard the two of Qian Yang say that they had a way for them to successfully lurk into the Yaoyun Mountains. Before, he was a little confused about what method they would use, but When I heard that I had brought an ancient spiritual weapon, I felt relieved. Although I didn't know what this treasure was, I guessed that it was an invisible treasure.

However, at this time, Gong Yuqian's face darkened, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes in a cryptic manner, because Qian Yang's words just now did not count him among the people who protected Mr. Lu, which really hurt his self-esteem. of blow. But thinking about it carefully, he really couldn't find a reason to refute. After all, Madam Xia and the Beast Spirit King were both mid-term monks, and Wu Fan... was even more terrifying than the mid-term monks.

As for Mr. Lu at this time, he didn't have any mood swings at all, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with being protected by others, because everyone knew that his combat effectiveness was low. Of course, he didn't care about this. After all, he relied on his noble status as a mage in the first formation. , so that thousands of people admire him.

"Don't worry, Master Qianyang, we will definitely protect Mr. Lu."

"Fellow Daoist Kui is right, just leave Mr. Lu's safety to us."

“Although Wu’s cultivation level is not high, he will still contribute.”

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After Wu Fan and the other five left here, they did not stay too long and left Qianlong City in a concealed figure.

The Yaoyun Mountain Range is not far from here, nor is it close. If a few people are allowed to fly at full strength, they should be able to arrive in March. But now that they have to pass through the enemy's territory, they dare not slack off at all. With a hidden body, the speed is naturally much slower.

Therefore, half a year has passed since this flight.

During this period, several people were cautious and tried to avoid the enemy-occupied city. Even if they saw the patrol, they did not dare to alert the enemy. They hid if they could. If they could not, they hid in place and waited for the patrol to pass before continuing. sneak.

In this way, a few people went around in circles, and finally approached their destination after half a year.

…

A hundred miles away from the entrance of the Yaoyun Mountain Range, there is a large crescent-shaped city stretching nearly a thousand miles from the east to the east. This city is like a giant dragon, tightly protecting the entrance of the Yaoyun Mountain Range behind it. It can be said that it is a city, but it is not. It would be more appropriate to say it is a city wall.

Looking at it from a close distance, it was obvious that the city was newly built. There were only a few sparse buildings inside, and each one looked dilapidated. It was built randomly with some ordinary gravel and could only be used for temporary housing.

But there are a lot of people in this city. Every once in a while, one or several monks are stationed on the city wall. Inside the city, there are also many monks walking on the loess streets or flying in the air.

At this moment, two people were standing on a tower at the city gate.

One of them is a middle-aged man with good temperament. He is dressed in a purple python robe. His eyes are as big as copper bells and his face is full of beard. He looks burly and extraordinary. His cultivation is in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

The other man is a short old man with a thin build and a rat-like face. This man looks a bit wretched, especially with his small mung bean eyes, the two beards under his nose, and the two protruding front teeth in his mouth. This person is even more cunning and cunning.

But the strange thing is that this man is a little different from normal humans, because there are inch-long gray hair on the back of his hands and exposed skin, and his ears are also slender and sharp, much larger than ordinary people. , also has gray hair, as if it is a beast that has not yet completed its evolution.

The two stood on the tower, looking into the distance and chatting casually.

"Hehe... It's better to stay here for leisure. It's much more comfortable than the battlefield. It's just a pity that I won't be able to enjoy this kind of life for much longer!"

The wretched old man Mung Bean narrowed his eyes, stretched, and laughed strangely with emotion, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

"Hmph! Fellow Daoist Jin, the superiors did not send you here to let you enjoy the blessings. Don't forget your own identity. If you want to regain your freedom as soon as possible, I advise you to do your duty faithfully and don't slack off."

Hearing this, the burly man glanced at the little old man and couldn't help but snorted. His face was somewhat ugly. It was obvious that this man didn't have a good impression of the old man.

"What Fellow Daoist Peng said, when have I ever slacked off? Since I came here ten years ago, I haven't even closed my eyes. Could this be called laziness? You don't have to remind me that Mrs. Qi and I were Remember the agreement clearly. I will fulfill my duties faithfully before the end of the war. I don’t have the time to waste time here. It will be more comfortable to have time to go back to the tribe and hug my beloved concubine. "

The short old man seemed to have been touched on something that hurt him. The smile on his face disappeared immediately. He couldn't help but roll his eyes at the other person, and then said slightly indifferently.

"Peng is just reminding you. You don't need to take it too seriously. You must also know that our plan this time is of great importance and we must not let the enemy destroy it. Now there are only two years left before the 100,000 troops arrive. There will be a lot of time, and during this period, we must not disclose it, otherwise you will not be the only one who will be punished, and Peng will also be implicated. "

Regarding the ugly face of the short old man, the burly man looked disapproving. He simply relaxed the atmosphere and gave another solemn warning.

"Oh, don't worry. With me stationed here, no one will enter the Yaoyun Mountains from here."

The thin old man was so angry that his face turned green and white for a while, but in the end he sighed secretly, waved his hand and said impatiently.

"So good!"

The burly man put his hands behind his back and raised his head again to look high into the sky.

"Alas! In more than two years, I will return to the battlefield again. When I think about this, I feel uncomfortable...! Huh~?"

The thin old man shook his head and sighed, with a look of pain on his face, and began to whisper to himself. But before he finished speaking, he seemed to have sensed something. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the sky in the distance, his eyes shaking with a smile on his face. A hint of doubt.