Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Elder Qiu's face darkened when he heard this, and he turned around and was about to run away.

But at this time, a sweet laugh came!

"Hehe, boy, when did my master let you go?"

As soon as the voice fell, Ling'er's figure flashed and suddenly appeared in front of him. Then, he saw a red light in his eyes, and looked at Elder Qiu without blinking.

At this time, Elder Qiu also lost consciousness instantly, as if he was cast into a fixed body spell, and stood there motionless.

After seeing that the other party was hallucinated, Wu Fan smiled slightly, came in front of him, stretched out his palm, and pressed it directly on his head.

After a moment, Wu Fan retracted his palm and fell into deep thought.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Ling'er asked doubtfully when she saw that the master's eyes were dull.

After hearing the voice, Wu Fan did not answer his words, but showed a struggle in his eyes.

After a moment, his eyes regained clarity, and he patted Elder Qiu's Dantian with his hand, and then threw him into the Cloud Boat.

"Let's go!"

Wu Fan said casually, and then drove the Cloud Boat straight to the west.

"Where are we going, Master? Have we completed the mission now?"

Ling'er flashed and instantly appeared on the Cloud Boat, then looked up at Wu Fan and asked.

"Normally, we have completed the mission, but I still want to get more contribution points, and there is a treasure that I also want to get."

Wu Fan looked forward with his eyes and replied with a smile on his face.

"Treasure? What kind of treasure?"

Ling'er's eyes lit up when she heard the words, and she hurriedly asked.

"You will know when the time comes, but it's a pity that I may waste a precious thing."

Wu Fan looked down at Ling'er and smiled slightly, leaving a suspense.

"Master, just tell me, what exactly is this treasure?"

"Didn't I tell you? You will know when the time comes."

"Hmph, forget it!"

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At the border of Mingzhou and Yinzhou, there is a majestic mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles.

This mountain range spans the two worlds, and it is rich in resources and full of monsters.

Before the great war in the Xia Kingdom's cultivation world, this was also a place where the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect often practiced.

But now, it is almost impossible to see the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect here.

In the outer area of ​​this mountain range, the peaks are relatively low, and the spiritual energy is very thin. Even the spiritual medicines and herbs are pitifully scarce.

Not to mention the cultivators, even the monsters don't like to live here.

But what is unexpected is that inside a very inconspicuous low mountain, there is a huge cave that is several hundred feet wide.

At this time, in this cave, there are dozens of cultivators.

These people are wearing uniform black robes, and their faces are all pale.

At the innermost part of the cave, there is a stone platform about half a meter high, two meters long and wide, on which sits a man in his thirties.

This man is wearing a loose black cloak, which covers his whole body tightly, including his face.

But when he raises his head inadvertently, he can clearly see his face, which is a pale face like paper, purple-black lips, eyes narrowed into a slit, and a red light flashes from time to time.

And his cultivation is surprisingly that of a Jindan early stage cultivator.

If Wu Fan were here, he would definitely recognize this person at a glance, because this person is none other than the supreme elder who led the team of the Corpse Refining Sect when the secret realm was opened.

And under this stone platform, there are dozens of figures standing, and there are five people standing in the front row, and these five people are also foundation-building cultivators.

All the people standing behind the five people are Qi-refining disciples.

At this moment, these people were looking up at the people above, but no one dared to speak. They all stood quietly, and the whole cave was silent.

The man on the stone platform seemed to be refining something at this time. In front of his chest, there was a gray bead the size of a child's fist.

On the stone platform below the bead, there was a row of black jade bottles, the size of a palm, and there were more than a dozen of them.

And these jade bottles were exactly the same as the jade bottles that Elder Qiu used to collect corpse qi.

From the mouths of these dozen jade bottles, wisps of gray-red gas slowly floated out, and flew straight to the bead above, and soon sank into it and disappeared.

And the bead was spinning non-stop at this moment, emitting a gray light.

As for the Jindan period cultivator, he was pinching the magic formula with both hands at this moment, and occasionally pointed at the bead!

Just like that, after an unknown amount of time, when the jade bottles below stopped releasing gas, the bead suddenly shone brightly and began to vibrate violently.

The Jindan-stage cultivator squinted his eyes when he saw this scene, and hurriedly mobilized the true essence in his body, chanting a string of obscure spells. The speed of his hands pinching the seal became even faster, and only a residual image could be seen.

At this moment, he only heard a low shout, and then pointed his finger at the bead, and a thumb-thick beam of light suddenly rushed out and shot directly into the bead.

Keeping this posture, motionless, as time passed, after about an incense stick of time, the man's body began to tremble, as if the true essence in his body was depleted.

After a while, a layer of fine sweat oozed out of the man's forehead. It can be seen that he may be reaching his limit.

Just when he showed anxiety in his eyes, as if he could not hold on, he saw that the vibration speed of the bead suddenly slowed down. After a while of light flowing, the bead completely stopped shaking and stopped rotating, just floating quietly in the air!

When the man saw this scene, he suddenly showed great joy in his eyes, and then he retracted the spell, stretched out his hand and waved it forward, and the bead suddenly flew over and fell into his hand.

He turned it over and over to check it carefully, then nodded with satisfaction, and then turned his palm, and a crystal jade box appeared in his hand. Carefully put the bead into the jade box, and then put the box away again.

Only then did he let out a long breath and looked down at the people below!

"Congratulations, Elder Xing, on the successful refining of the Corpse Yin Pearl!"

The five foundation-building cultivators below bowed and clasped their fists, saying in unison.

"Alas! I am also working for Senior Brother Yan, you should congratulate him." The Xing-named man sighed with a look of pity in his eyes.

"Anyway, the last step of this "Corpse Yin Pearl" was refined by you, Senior Uncle Xing, so of course the credit should be attributed to you."

A red-haired old man in the late foundation-building stage cupped his hands and said flatteringly.

The Xing-named man smiled and nodded when he heard this:

"This "Corpse Yin Pearl" is what Senior Brother Yan has been refining for two hundred years. I just helped him complete the last step. But Senior Brother Yan said before that he would lend it to me for a few years after his golden armor flying zombie advances one step further."