Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

You know, besides Wu Fan, who else in the world can take the extremely precious elixir from the outside world and feed it as ordinary weeds to the fragrant pigs? Even the Beast Spirit King cannot do it with all his strength. Therefore, he has a unique advantage in raising fragrant pigs, which will definitely allow the fragrant pigs to reproduce and grow rapidly.

But the only difficulty now is how he can obtain the method of raising the pigs in captivity from the other party, as well as two fragrant pigs, even two cubs.

As long as he can get the method of raising people in captivity, he doesn't care whether they are mature or not, and he can't wait for eighty-five years.

As for the fact that he only asked for one end just now, it was purely to test the other party's tone.

"Fellow Daoist Kui, why don't we discuss this matter after we return to Qianlong City?"

After much deliberation, Wu Fan decided to negotiate with this person alone after returning. But no matter what, he had to exchange for the method of captivity, even if he had to pay a huge price.

"That's it...hehe, that's fine!"

The Beast Spirit King naturally knew what Wu Fan was thinking, but he did not refuse, but smiled and nodded in agreement.

Wu Fan cupped his hands in satisfaction and then fell silent.

At this time, several other people saw that the two had finished talking and were about to get up and leave. But Gong Yuqian glanced at the place where the fragrant pig disappeared just now, shook his head and sighed:

"Oh! What a pity for those ten fragrant pigs!"

After hearing this, several people, including Wu Fan, couldn't help but shake their heads.

It is indeed a pity that there are ten mature and fragrant pigs, and the monsters are so cheap.

"Haha, fellow Daoist Gongyu, don't regret these fragrant pigs. Whether they are humans or demon cultivators, it is not easy to catch them. At the beginning, I only promised Master Qianyang to use these fragrant pigs, and the time was limited to five days. In ten years, when the time comes, all the Xiangzhu who survive will return to Qianlong City on their own. According to my estimation, at least close to half of the Xiangzhu will survive in the end. "

The Beast Spirit King glanced at a few people and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looking confident.

"Haha, it turns out it's only fifty years. I guess with Xiangzhu's troublesome concealment ability, it shouldn't be a problem to persist for fifty years."

Gong Yuqian was startled when he heard this, then suddenly laughed, stretched out his hand and nodded to the Beast Spirit King, looking like you are really smart.

At this time, Wu Fan and others also shook their heads and chuckled.

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In the constant breaking of the formation, a month has passed, and there are only the last twenty-five days left before the prescribed two months.

On this day, a horrific fight was taking place in a dense forest unknown how far behind.

As far as the eye can see, the dense forest below and high in the sky are filled with countless monsters of all kinds. The small ones are only a few feet in size and are in groups, while the big ones are like mountains and are hundreds of feet high. But But they are few in number.

Looking at the mountainous landform here, it is exactly where Wu Fan and the others broke the formation.

At this moment, the shouts of killing were loud, and from time to time, several monster beasts were cut into pieces. Various magical weapons crossed the sky, and blood flowers bloomed. At the same time, monster beasts fell to the ground one after another.

Looking around, there are nearly 3,000 people gathered here, with varying levels of cultivation. Most of them are Qi Refining Stage monks, and less than 20% are Foundation Establishment Stage monks.

However, there are dozens of golden elixir stage monks here, among them the short old man and the enchanting woman who issued the transmission note are also here. The strength of the entire team is not bad.

But even so, under the siege of countless beasts, there were still a large number of monks who could not resist, and finally became the rations of the monsters, and screams continued one after another.

At the same time, there were seven people standing high in the sky, five men and two women, and without exception they were all Nascent Soul stage monks, and four of them were rare mid-stage monks.

At this moment, these people were looking down at the battlefield below, their faces extremely ugly, and they were randomly using various spells to kill the monsters below.

If you look carefully, you can see there are a few old acquaintances here.

They are a tall, thin old man with blood-red eyes and a demonic energy covering his whole body. This person is none other than Sang Hanfeng, who was chasing Wu Fan in the Yaoyun Mountains.

He is a member of the "Demon Flame Sect" in the Falling Dragon Realm. He has extremely high cultivation and is a well-known mid-term peak monk. His junior brother died in the hands of Wu Fan back then.

The other person is an extremely gorgeous middle-aged lady. She gives off a dignified and graceful temperament. She has no evil characteristics in her body, but she looks like a decent person from a well-known family.

Of course, this woman is none other than Mrs. Qi from the Tiansha Sect.

As for the last two familiar people, they were a handsome young man. This man had a pale complexion, black lips, and a strong corpse aura. He looked extremely evil.

The other person was a short and ugly dwarf with a pockmarked face and big buck teeth. I remember that this person's surname was Zhu. He was slightly mentally deficient and an outspoken person. He had been reprimanded by Sang Hanfeng back then.

These two people fought against the dragon eagle beast in that valley and escaped by chance. It is not surprising that they would appear here today.

As for the last three stranger-looking people, they were each a sturdy middle-aged man with a beard and eyes as big as copper bells. and a young woman with an excellent figure but dark skin and an ordinary appearance. And a short, fat, honest old man with small eyes and big ears.

The bearded man had a fierce look on his face, wearing a set of black armor and holding a blood-red long sword in his hand. Every time he swung his arm, a flash of sword light flashed and cut a monster below in half. This man was also one of the mid-stage cultivators. Although his cultivation was not as good as that of Sang Hanfeng, it was definitely not lower than Gong Hubo.

The woman was wearing a silver-white suit and a ponytail. Although she didn't look good, she looked neat and tidy. Her eyebrows gave people a sense of heroism. Every time she waved her hand, a red tassel spear light shot out. Any monster hit by this spear light was instantly torn into pieces by the qi, which was really frightening.

And this woman was also the last mid-stage Yuanying cultivator. Judging from the aura emanating from her body, she was also an existence no less than Gong Hubo.

As for the short and fat old man at the end, he was wearing a loose Taoist robe and holding a whisk in his hand. He looked like a Taoist, but the aura he exuded was lingering with demonic energy. Apart from that, he had no other characteristics, and his cultivation was only that of an early cultivator.

The seven people were talking about something while killing the monsters below, and from time to time, they cursed.

"Damn it, who is the enemy army? How did he attract these monsters? Do you know?"

The bearded man looked at the monsters in groups below, and couldn't help cursing, his face full of anger.

"If my guess is correct, the enemy should have sent the beast spirit king. It is said that the beast training sect has a unique secret medicine with a fishy and pungent smell that can attract all kinds of monsters to gather in a certain place. I guess that person used this method."

Sang Hanfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, sniffed lightly, and said in a deep voice after a little thought.