Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

"I, Wu Fan, am a monk from the Qingfeng Sect of the Xia Kingdom. I am here to meet with Daoist Fellow Jiang. This little friend, I wonder if Fellow Daoist Jiang is in the house now?"

Wu Fan put his hands behind his back, and first released his spiritual consciousness to look inside the house. He found that there was no one in the hall on the first floor, so he looked up along the second floor with his spiritual consciousness. As a result, there was no one on the second floor, but there was a restricted guard on the third floor. In desperation, he could only give up.

Although he could force his way into the third floor with his spiritual consciousness, doing so would inevitably alarm the people inside, which would appear to be rude.

Then, he looked up at the person in front of him and asked with a kind face.

"Qingfengmen, are you Senior Wu? This, this, I'm disrespectful. Senior, please wait a moment. My sect's supreme elder is in the room. Junior, please go and pass the message now! No, no, senior, please follow me. You are in the hall. Just drink tea and wait!”

The man carrying the sword was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but the next moment, he turned pale with fright and hurriedly bowed again, showing great respect. It was obvious that he had heard of Wu Fan's name.

Previously, he was going to follow the rules and ask the guests to wait outside, but he immediately realized that the person in front of him was not ordinary, so naturally he could not act according to common sense, so he hurriedly extended his hand politely and made an invitation gesture.

It's really sad to think that he, a dignified late-stage Jindan cultivator, is usually treated respectfully when he goes out, but today he has become so cautious.

"Haha, little friend, don't be nervous. You can go in and pass the news first. I can just take a stroll by myself!"

Wu Fan smiled and nodded, always looking kind.

"Okay, okay. Senior, please wait a moment. Junior, please go and come back."

The man carrying the sword quickly cupped his hands and ran into the house in a hurry.

Wu Fan shook his head and smiled. After taking a look at the surrounding scenery for a few times, he slowly walked into the lobby on the first floor and randomly found a chair to sit down on.

It seems that the effect of waiting for one more day in a small space is very obvious. Judging from the expression of the man carrying the sword, he has obviously heard about him beating Mrs. Qi.

The reason why he waited for this extra day was actually to get this result, because he was worried that time was too tight and the news had not spread yet, which would affect the subsequent negotiations, and even if he wanted to get things done, things would change. Difficulties abound.

You know, the person he is going to meet today is not ordinary, because the other person is not only one of the top ten big men in the Beidou Domain, but also the number one swordsman in the Beidou Domain. It can be said that his strength is not inferior to Xia Houjian, and he is a mid-term peak Monk.

Moreover, he also heard that this person always thinks very highly of himself and is extremely arrogant towards others. He is a difficult person to get along with. As a result, Wu Fan has to be more cautious.

Although he is not afraid of the other party, if the purpose of this trip fails, that is not the result he wants.

But it's different now. Now that the other party has heard the news, it will be much easier to do things. At least he has the qualifications to bargain with the other party.

…

Wu Fan didn't have to wait long. Within a moment, the man carrying the sword quickly walked down the stairs. At the same time, another figure also stepped forward.

This is a lean old man with a majestic face. He is wearing a green gown, a headband, slightly thin lips, narrow eyes, and flashes of light from time to time. The whole person stands there with an upright posture, like a The handle is like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Moreover, this man also carried a long sheathed sword on his back. It was not difficult to tell that he was Jiang Zhengfei, the top swordsman in the Beidou Domain and the Divine Sword Sect.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Wu is here. Jiang is far away to greet you. Nephew Fan, go and pour tea for Fellow Daoist Wu."

As soon as the lean old man walked down the stairs, a smile appeared on his stiff face, and he looked extremely polite. It was obvious that this man was usually a serious person, but when he saw Wu Fan, he still tried his best to show his kindness. A kind-hearted person. As for his last words, he was obviously speaking to the bearded man.

"yes!"

The bearded man bowed to the old man, then hurriedly walked to Wu Fan's table and started making tea and pouring water.

"You don't have to be polite, Fellow Daoist Jiang. It's really outrageous for Wu to interrupt without permission."

When Wu Fan heard the footsteps, he had already stood up. He first looked at the old man, then smiled and cupped his hands.

"It's okay. It's my honor to have Fellow Daoist Wu come to my humble home. I couldn't ask for more. I heard that Fellow Daoist Wu easily repelled the enemy Madam Qi in a battle some time ago. After I heard about it, I really admired him and wanted to come here." You have been making friends, but I didn’t expect Fellow Daoist Wu to be here today. Come on, Fellow Daoist Wu, please sit down quickly.”

Jiang Zhengfei also looked at Wu Fan carefully, then waved his hand and smiled very politely. Then he pointed to the chair next to him and moved to sit in the main seat above.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Jiang is so complimentary. To be honest, Wu has admired you for a long time. I happen to be free today, so I came to visit you."

Wu Fan shook his head and smiled when he heard this. He didn't dare to flatter him, so he complimented him and sat on the chair as he was told.

"Oh~? I thought fellow Taoist was looking for me for something, but I was overthinking it. In that case, fellow Taoist, please have a few drinks with me today."

Jiang Zhengfei raised his eyebrows when he heard this, with a hint of a smile on his face. It was obvious that he did not believe Wu Fan's words, but he did not reveal it.

"Haha, it's a great honor, but to be honest, Wu's visit today is just one thing. In addition, I do have something else to ask you."

Seeing that the other party was borrowing the donkey and didn't want to talk about business, Wu Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly and had no choice but to take the initiative!

"Let me tell you, you and I have never met or interacted with each other. How could you, fellow Taoist, take the time to see me, an old man like me?"

Jiang Zhengfei looked like he had known this for a long time, glanced at Wu Fan meaningfully, and then said with a straight face:

"To be honest, if others came over, I might have turned them away, but fellow Taoist is different. I have always admired the strong. If I can help you, I will be happy to do so. Okay, I I won’t be too long-winded. If you want anything from me, fellow Taoist, just tell me.”

As soon as Jiang Zhengfei finished speaking, he reached out and picked up the tea cup on the table, put it to his mouth and took a sip, but his eyes kept staring at Wu Fan.

"This...! Haha, Mr. Jiang's kindness is appreciated by Mr. Wu. The truth is, Mr. Wu came here this time to exchange something with Mr. Taoist, but don't worry, I will definitely not let you suffer!"

A look of embarrassment flashed across Wu Fan's face. He didn't expect the other party to speak so straightforwardly. In desperation, he could only chuckle to cover up his embarrassment and get down to business.

"Exchanging things? This...! I said Wu Daoyou, I have never told outsiders that I have any treasures. I rarely go to exchange meetings, but looking at your very purposeful look, it seems that I already know "I have what you need. I'm curious, what do you want from me?"

Jiang Zhengfei was obviously taken aback when he heard this, and then he was silent for a moment with his eyes shaking. But soon, he stared at Wu Fan with burning eyes and asked.