Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

These books and materials were collected by him during his travels in the Star Sea and the Big Dipper Region over the past few hundred years. Most of them were obtained by killing people, some were bought casually in the market, and some were inherited from relics.

The contents in the materials are dazzling, and the things recorded are very complete, even some unrealistic unofficial history.

Of course, during the review, Wu Fan directly blocked those martial arts books and skills, and chose some secrets and personal notes to check.

He wanted to find out the method to break the evil spirit.

Although he had read these materials in a hurry before, most of them were not of much reference value to him, but they were skipped directly. Now he wanted to check them again in detail.

But the result disappointed him greatly, because after searching for a few days, he did not find the method to break in these materials.

However, one of the notes did give him some gains. After reading it carefully, he suddenly realized it, and his face became gloomy!

"Blood Evil Force, the secret of the Heavenly Evil Sect! Damn Ming Qianzong, you are so vicious!"

Wu Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, slowly put down the notebook in his hand, and cursed coldly.

Yes, this notebook is the thing of Mrs. Qi.

There is a very detailed record in it, but it is all what this woman heard from Ming Qianzong, including the power of blood evil force and the secret that this evil technique was banned for thousands of years.

It is the same as what Ming Qianzong said to others a few days ago.

It's a pity that there is no record of the cracking method in it, and it also implicitly suggests that no one can solve this blood evil except the caster himself.

This situation made Wu Fan's heart completely cold.

Wu Fan took two deep breaths, forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart, and began to think seriously.

The notebook clearly stated that there is no one in the Falling Dragon Domain and the Big Dipper Domain who can remove this kind of blood evil energy. After all, this is a secret technique of the Heavenly Evil Sect, and no one has used it for thousands of years.

This also led to the fact that the Beidou Domain and the Zhuilong Domain had no records of this kind of thing. Since no one had been hit by this spell, naturally no one would record useful information.

However, the note did not say that there were no records of this kind in other large domains, so in his opinion, there was still hope.

It seemed that he had to go to the Dongjin Domain.

After all, it was the origin of the human race, and there were many sects that had been passed down to the ancient times, and there might be such records.

Thinking of this, Wu Fan felt a little better. After putting away all kinds of classics, he turned around and returned to the bedroom.

Now was not the time to go out. Even if he wanted to get up early and go to the Dongjin Domain, he had to wait, because he could not guarantee whether Ming Qianzong and others were guarding nearby.

Although he could explore the situation outside in a small space after he advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, the premise was that he could only go within the range of his spiritual consciousness. For safety reasons, he did not dare to go out casually.

So, he began to study the art of talismans absent-mindedly, reviewing what he had learned from Mr. Li some time ago, and then tried to refine some.

But after more than two months, he might have been unable to calm down, and the success rate was not high, which made him lose interest for a while.

And until then, he had only been in the small space for about three months, and less than ten days had passed in the outside world.

However, an accident happened that day. Wu Fan was carving runes, and he was distracted, causing a mistake in one stroke. Suddenly, his spiritual power went out of control, and the talisman burned and turned into ashes.

Seeing this, he lost control of his emotions, and shouted angrily, and suddenly smashed the table in front of him.

Then he was about to tear up some unused talisman papers beside him.

But as soon as he picked up the talisman paper, he was stunned again.

"I... What's wrong with me? Why am I out of control!"

Staring at the talisman paper in his hand, Wu Fan murmured.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have changed in some way. Normally, he had lived for hundreds of years and his personality had long been stable. He could not be calm in any situation, but at least he would not be so angry because of a failed talisman drawing.

Wu Fan frowned. Thinking of this situation, he didn't know why he didn't find the reason, but became even more angry.

The next moment, he felt irritated for no reason. With a force of his arms, he tore a stack of talisman paper into two halves.

You know, he spent a lot of effort to refine it with the skin of high-level monsters. It was extremely precious, but he destroyed it without thinking.

But it wasn't over yet. He looked at the waste talisman paper, his face suddenly became ferocious, and the flames in his hands rose up, instantly turning the talisman paper into ashes. Then he exerted force with his palm and crushed the talisman pen into pieces.

The next moment, he suddenly stood up, raised his head and looked up, his eyes were crazy and bloodshot.

"Damn it, how dare you harm me like this, Ming Qianzong, even if you die a hundred times, it won't relieve the hatred in my heart. I will kill you, I will make you wish you were dead!!"

A gloomy and terrifying, cold and emotionless word came out of Wu Fan's mouth.

At this time, he didn't realize that he had completely lost control of his emotions.

The last second he was still wondering why he lost control of his emotions, but the next second, he directly blamed this result on Ming Qianzong.

At this time, his face was extremely distorted. His handsome appearance had become extremely evil. In his heart, an indescribable irritability, bloodthirstiness, hatred, and other negative emotions arose spontaneously.

He did not realize that the previously inconspicuous blood evil spirit in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly expanded violently. The sticky and condensed evil spirit began to atomize and gradually filled the entire soul.

The milky white soul light ball turned into a scary blood color in just a moment.

At the same time, Wu Fan's eyes became more and more terrifying, which made people tremble with fear. Then he jumped up without warning, rushed out of the door in an instant, and came to the hall.

"I will kill you, Ming Qianzong, I will kill you!"

Wu Fan muttered grimly and rushed to the yard quickly. While shaking his head left and right, he scanned every place nearby, looking like he was looking for someone.

"What's wrong, Master?"

Just as Wu Fan was running around in the yard like crazy, a white shadow suddenly came out of the thatched house, and Ling'er's figure was revealed in the yard.

Seeing the master's blood-red eyes without any emotion, Ling'er's heart couldn't help but skip a beat, and she hurriedly called out!

"Ming Qianzong, you dare to appear in front of me, you are really courting death."

Hearing this voice, Wu Fan suddenly turned around, staring at Ling'er with his eyes, as if he had found the target, and he immediately exuded an infinite pressure, and murderous intent leaked out of his eyes.

The next moment, he clenched his fists and rushed straight to Ling'er.

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