Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

In addition, there were several talisman-making classics written by Old Man Qianfu, as well as this man's experience manual. Wu Fan was also very interested and decided to have time to polish it.

Then there is Madam Qi's method of cultivating spiritual consciousness, called "Blood Evil Spiritual Sense". Wu Fan is also interested in this. If there are no disadvantages, there is no harm in practicing it.

As for the few ancient treasures in the storage bags of the four of them, Wu Fan almost didn't like them. Among them, the "Sky-Piercing Spear" of the old man Qianfu was almost destroyed by him and was left useless.

And the iron ring ancient treasure of the short dwarf was just a low-grade ancient spiritual weapon. He also looked down upon it and decided to return to the sect and give it to his friends.

On the other hand, Sang Hanfeng's long sword ancient treasure made him very satisfied. It was a mid-level ancient spiritual weapon, but Wu Fan didn't like to use knives, so he could only give it away or exchange it.

As for materials, there was only one thing that made Wu Fan very happy, which was the material for refining the giant ape puppet, which was obtained from Mrs. Qi's storage bag. The others were useless.

Of course, the above mentioned are only the contents of the four-person storage bag.

For Wu Fan, the real biggest gain must be the wind chariot, spiritual mirror, hairpin, and ice soul mysterious gourd that he had already put away.

You know, except for the wind chariot, the other three are extremely valuable high-level ancient spiritual weapons. The wind chariot is a rare thing in the world, and it is also an extremely rare flying treasure at the same level.

In Wu Fan's opinion, it is worth it even if he is hunted down by Ming Qianzong in the future after getting such a few valuable treasures.

Besides that, it’s Mrs. Qi’s Ten Thousand Souls Flag.

This object is also very useful to Wu Fan. After all, he already has a Ten Thousand Souls Flag in his hand, and he also has a refining method. If he takes the time, he can refine it again and transfer all the ghosts to the flag. within, increasing its power.

………

After checking the storage bags of several people, Wu Fan did not directly practice in seclusion, but habitually went to the medicine garden to inspect, and at the same time, he chose a place to plant the few elixirs he had just obtained.

Afterwards, he returned to the practice room and decided to refine the wind chariot and other treasures first.

…

Just like that, three years flew by in a small space.

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On this day, in the huge space of the practice room, Wu Fan stared at the two-foot-long chariot in front of him, which was like an emperor's chariot, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

So, he walked slowly around the wind chariot, looking at the chariot from left to right, then flew up and sat on the luxurious throne.

He lightly stepped on the ground with his right foot, and the wheels under the car suddenly started to rotate crazily, causing gusts of wind. The next moment, the speeding car turned into a green light and sped away, as fast as lightning, and disappeared at the end of the house in the blink of an eye. But it came back in the blink of an eye.

Wu Fan nodded with satisfaction, jumped down, landed on the ground, stretched out his hand, and the wind chariot immediately transformed into an inch in size in the green light, and was put away by him.

Then, he turned around and left the practice room where he had not left for the past three years.

For three years, Wu Fan did nothing else and spent almost all his time refining magic weapons.

Normally, it would not take such a long time to refine several magic weapons. Among them, the windmill only took less than three months. Not only did he erase Madam Qi's aura on it, but even Ming Qianzong's god The mark of recognition has also been completely removed.

But refining Madam Qi's Ten Thousand Soul Banner was really laborious and extremely cumbersome.

After a lot of work, it took him more than two years to conquer the three ghost kings and countless ghosts in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and moved all the ghosts in his Ten Thousand Souls Banner to this Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Within the soul banner.

Wu Fan had carefully inspected it before and found that Madam Qi's Ten Thousand Souls Banner was obviously much better than his own in terms of quality and grade. Therefore, his was abandoned by him.

Now within this banner, not to mention how many ordinary ghosts there are, there are as many as four ghost kings. They all have the strength of Nascent Soul Stage monks, and their power is not bad.

And more than three months have passed since he went into seclusion to the outside world.

Counting the time, the war outside has long passed.

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After walking out of the practice room, Wu Fan went straight to the door of Ling'er's bedroom and pushed the door open without ceremony.

"Hey... Master, are you out of seclusion? Are we going out?"

What she saw was that Ling'er was sitting at the table, holding a roasted golden and crispy pig in her hands. Her mouth was full of oil when she chewed it. When she saw someone coming in, she hurriedly turned her head to look, with a flash of surprise in her eyes. After touching her mouth, she asked softly.

"Get out! Why are you going out? I can't guarantee whether there is an ambush outside!"

Wu Fan rolled his eyes and said angrily. He didn't pay any attention to Ling'er eating the fragrant pig so happily. This was what he had instructed before. As long as Ling'er can speed up his cultivation level and eat more. The fragrant pig is nothing.

Of course, in this world, only Wu Fan has the qualifications to be so arrogant.

"More than three months have passed. The Dragon Falling Domain army should have all left, right?"

Ling'er put down the fragrant pig and stood up, looking disapproving.

"If you're not afraid of ten thousand, you're afraid of the worst. It's better not to gamble as much as possible. If Ming Qianzong really sets an ambush outside, once we go out, it will be a disaster. Besides, there's nothing wrong with us going out, so we might as well hide here. Let’s practice in seclusion.”

Wu Fan walked forward, sat on the chair, and said casually.

"That's what happened, but...isn't Master afraid that without you, Beidou Territory will be defeated and lose its territory? Also, aren't you worried that Mr. Lu and Tai Shigong are in danger of their lives?"

Ling'er frowned slightly when he heard this, and then asked after hesitating!

"I said before that I have done my best to Beidou Territory and do not owe them anything. Now that I know that Ming Qianzong hates me deeply, why should I risk going out to help."

"Now that I have escaped from the chase, I am no longer under the control of Qian Yang and Fen Lie. When I face them in the future, I will have an excuse. At worst, I will tell them that I was seriously injured. Still recovering from the injury.”

"As for whether Beidou Territory will be defeated in the end, that has nothing to do with me. Anyway, we already have a retreat. There is no need to end up being chased by Ming Qianzong just to help."

"The only thing we have to do now is to seize the time to improve our cultivation so that we can have some ability to protect ourselves when facing danger in the future."

"As for Mr. Lu and Tai Shigong, you don't have to worry. As long as they didn't die three months ago, their lives will not be in danger in the next short period of time."

"According to my guess, there should be no more enemy spies in the Beidou Territory army. As long as they escaped three months ago, they can hide in the rear city. The last time, internal personnel will not take the initiative to start a fight." As for the city defense formation, it will be no problem to stop the enemy in a short period of time.”

"Of course, if Mr. Lu and Tai Shigong died three months ago, it can only be said that their fate is poor, and I can't do anything about it."

Wu Fan looked cold and patiently explained. It was obvious that he had already made a plan in his mind.