Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Although Wu Fan was physically and mentally exhausted at this time, he did not rest immediately. Instead, he turned over his hand and took out a spirit beast bag. Under the control of his spiritual consciousness, the spirit-eating insects whose souls had been sealed jumped out, and they all flew out. fell into the formation.

As far as I could see, there were more than five hundred of them, each with their pupils closed tightly, motionless, and with talismans attached to their bodies, as if they had lost consciousness.

As Wu Fan threw a few high-grade spirit stones into the grooves in the formation, the entire formation suddenly buzzed loudly. The next moment, a layer of light curtain flashing with formation patterns emerged, covering the entire formation. Formations and soul-eating insects enveloped it.

When Wu Fan saw this, he didn't hesitate. He bit the tip of his tongue hard, and a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth and disappeared directly into the light curtain.

Something strange happened. As soon as the mouthful of blood came into contact with the light curtain, it immediately spread and quickly turned the entire light curtain into blood red.

But it was not over yet. As the magic formula in Wu Fan's hand changed, the light curtain suddenly shook violently, and at the same time, a large piece of blood mist spread downwards. Almost in the blink of an eye, the formation was filled with blood mist, and then I can't see clearly what's going on inside.

Only then did Wu Fan stop his movements. Then he stood up and left the practice room without even looking at the formation, then turned around and came to the alchemy room.

There is no need to take care of this place anymore. After a few days, these spirit insects will naturally successfully recognize their master. When the time comes, he can just come back and remove the formation, and then he can control the spirit insects.

………

Sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, Wu Fan spent two days recuperating his energy. Only when the exhaustion was gone did he slowly open his eyes.

So he took out a large amount of elixirs and started refining alchemy in seclusion.

This time he planned to spend a lot of time refining the elixir, which could take as little as one or two years, as long as four or five years, and what he was refining was also the elixir.

Although he has obtained many such elixirs from killing people over the years, if nothing happens this time, he will have to stay in seclusion for a hundred or two hundred years and strive to break through to the later stage.

As a result, the amount of elixir he had was not enough, and once he started practicing, he didn't want to be distracted and stopped, so he planned to refine the elixir all at once.

Of course, his idea is good, but whether he can successfully advance to the later stage is still unknown.

In this way, while refining the elixir, seven days passed by in a flash. After he refined the first batch of elixir, he got up and came to the training room.

At this moment, the blood mist was no longer visible in the formation. As for the five hundred soul-eating insects, they still closed their demonic eyes tightly and remained motionless.

However, after Wu Fan felt it for a while, a smile appeared on his face.

After taking a few steps forward and waving his arm, the light curtain shattered inch by inch and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

With one move of one hand, a spiritual insect was pinched out of thin air. With a slight move of his left hand, the talisman on the insect's body turned into fire and disappeared.

At this moment, the insect's blood-red eyes suddenly opened, and with a slap of its arms, it wanted to bite Wu Fan away.

Judging from its ferocious appearance with dense fangs, it looked as if it wanted to eat Wu Fan alive.

"snort!"

But when Wu Fan saw this, he snorted coldly. As soon as his mind moved, the spirit insect suddenly let out a scream, as if it was greatly frightened, and its figure drifted left and right, and staggered to the ground.

When it flew up again, it immediately became extremely docile and kept spinning around Wu Fan, looking like it was trying to please him.

Wu Fan nodded with satisfaction when he saw this, and then followed the same method and removed all the talismans on the remaining spiritual insects.

Almost as soon as they regained their consciousness, those spiritual insects could not hide their ferocious nature, but under the suppression of Wu Fan's spiritual consciousness, they finally became honest.

Suddenly, more than five hundred spiritual insects fluttered and flew, and a buzzing sound was heard nearby.

"Ling'er, come here!"

Wu Fan touched his chin, looked at these spiritual insects for a while, then turned around and shouted outside.

Soon, a white shadow flew from outside. Before anyone arrived, the voice came first.

"What's wrong, Master? Huh...!"

As soon as Ling'er came into the house, she couldn't help but let out a sigh and looked at the ferocious insects curiously.

"I'm going to be in seclusion for a long time from now on, so please help me raise them!"

Wu Fan put his hands behind his back, stared at the nearby spirit insects intently, and spoke softly.

After giving the order under his consciousness, these insects naturally did not dare to attack Ling'er.

"Should I raise it? What should I feed it with?"

Ling'er was stunned and couldn't help but ask.

"This...! I don't know, you just have to figure it out. There are many kinds of elixirs and fruits in the medicine garden, just try to feed them. But you have to remember to observe their preferences. If there is some kind of elixir that can Let them grow quickly, then you can order the puppets to ripen more of that elixir."

Wu Fan was a little confused for a moment. After all, he had never raised such spiritual insects. Moreover, if he wanted to make the insects grow quickly, he could only feed them with things containing vitality. Unfortunately, he did not have such spiritual things, so he omitted it. After thinking for a while, he could only come up with this idea.

"Oh, then I understand! I wonder if the master has other arrangements?"

Ling'er nodded clearly, and then asked softly.

"No more for now. But if this insect lays eggs, you must remember to notify me!"

Wu Fan shook his head, and after finishing speaking, he got up and left here.

At this time, a response came from behind!

"Okay, master, just leave it to me!"

……………

Time flies, and hundreds of years fly by in a small space.

As for the outside world, a full ten years have passed.

Hundreds of years of hard training are neither long nor short.

For mortals, that is a lifetime, but for Yuanying stage cultivators, it is just a flick of a finger, fleeting.

In these hundred years, Wu Fan did not practice any magic, but spent all his time on improving his cultivation.

It can be said that from the moment he closed his eyes, he was oblivious to what was happening outside.

Of course, this is not absolute, because during this period, he walked out of the bedroom several times.

The first time was eight years after he closed his eyes. He received a message from Ling'er, saying that the various spiritual medicines in the medicine garden had been tried one by one. The result was that the higher the level and the older the spiritual medicine, the better for the growth of the soul-eating insects, and the worse the results.

Hearing this, Wu Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly. From this point of view, this insect is really a costly thing. No wonder ordinary people can't raise it.

If it is said that, even if he has a small space medicine garden, it is not very realistic to raise tens of thousands of spiritual insects.

As for raising spiritual insects to mature, it is even more a pipe dream.

Because Wu Fan had carefully observed that these insects have an amazing appetite. Although they are small in size, their speed of eating spiritual objects is really terrifying.

What's more amazing is that no matter how violent the spiritual energy in the spiritual medicine is, it poses no threat to the insects. After swallowing it, it becomes silent.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage swallows it like this, the result will only be an explosion and death.

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