Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

After flying for about another stick of incense, Wu Fan finally stopped.

In front of him was a towering mountain with green peaks. The mountain was about a thousand feet high, as if it was piercing the sky, which was quite spectacular.

But at the top of the mountain, a crater could be clearly seen. It was obvious that there must be abundant earth fire inside the mountain.

However, the entire mountain was full of greenery, with various rare trees and flowers, and even several medicinal gardens.

Wu Fan stared at the mountain for a while, the black light in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he smiled softly!

"Haha, this fellow Daoist Lin knows how to choose a place. The earth fire contained in this mountain is indeed effective in alchemy."

This mountain was covered by a set of formations. If Wu Fan did not use the Heavenly Demon Eye, he could only see a white mist.

As soon as he finished speaking, he flipped his palm and a sound transmission talisman appeared in his hand. He whispered a few words to the talisman, waved his hand, and the talisman turned into a flame and flew into the mountain, and soon disappeared.

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At the same time…

There was a huge stone platform halfway up the mountain, and on this stone platform, a middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

This man was wearing a black tights, thin, with long brown hair, and his cultivation was in the middle stage of foundation building.

This man seemed to be practicing at the moment, sitting there motionless, with his eyes closed, and a faint spiritual fluctuation emanating from his body.

At this moment, the man seemed to sense something, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the sky in the distance.

I saw a flame suddenly flying in the distant sky, flying straight towards the man quickly.

When the man saw this, his brows slightly frowned, and then he stretched out his hand, and the flame flew into his hand instantly, revealing a sound transmission talisman.

"Who is here?"

The man whispered to himself, then clenched his palm, and a voice suddenly came into his ears.

After a few breaths, the man's face suddenly showed surprise, and he hurriedly got up and walked towards the stone door of the cave behind him.

With a loud rumble, the stone door opened, and the man walked in quickly.

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At the same time...

In a room in the cave, an old man with fiery red hair was sitting cross-legged on a cushion. This man was wearing a black robe, was slightly fat, had a ruddy face, and was in the early stage of the golden elixir.

At this moment, he was staring motionlessly, staring at a cauldron in front of him, and under the ground of the cauldron, a beam of black and red flames was bursting out. It can be seen that this man is refining elixir.

At this moment, a man's voice suddenly came from outside the door:

"Master, there is a senior in the Jindan stage outside the cave who wants to see you!"

The old man was startled when he heard this, obviously he didn't expect that a cultivator of the same level would come to see him, but soon, he saw an angry look on his face, so he flipped his hands in a dazzled manner, and several spells were directly hit on the alchemy furnace. After doing all this, he had time to shout angrily to the outside of the door:

"Who is that person? He actually came to disturb me at this time."

"Disciple doesn't know, the man didn't say his name at all, but he did say that he wanted to do a big business with you, Master." The man's voice came from outside the door again.

"This..., then okay, you take that person to the cave hall and wait, just tell him that I am refining the elixir, and let him wait for half a day before I come out to see him."

After hearing this, the old man rolled his eyes, not knowing whether it was for business or not wanting to offend the cultivator of the same level, so he decided like this.

"Okay, Master. I will go and invite that senior in now."

As soon as the voice outside the door fell, footsteps walked out.

The old man turned his head and concentrated on refining the elixir again.

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At the same time...

Outside this mountain, Wu Fan was standing quietly in the air, without any spiritual weapon under his feet, just standing in the air.

At this moment, the thick white fog in front of him suddenly split into a passage, and a voice came out at the same time!

"Senior, I am sorry for not welcoming you in person. Please come in quickly."

As soon as the voice fell, a middle-aged man rushed out of the white fog quickly and soon came to Wu Fan. Then he bowed and saluted with a smile on his face.

"My friend, you don't have to be polite. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Lin is in the mansion?"

Wu Fan stood with his hands behind his back and asked with a smile.

"To answer your question, Senior, Master is in the mansion, but he is refining pills at the moment and cannot come out to meet you, so I can only invite you on your behalf."

The middle-aged man bowed his hands, and while speaking, he also carefully looked at Wu Fan, but after he looked at him for a few times, his brows wrinkled imperceptibly, obviously not recognizing him.

"Oh? Then I wonder when Fellow Daoist Lin will finish refining the pills?"

Wu Fan also saw the man's doubts, but he didn't care, and asked casually.

"To answer your question, Senior, Master will be out of retreat in half a day. If you are not in a hurry, please come to the mansion first and sit down. Master will come to see you as soon as he comes out of retreat."

The middle-aged man bowed and said with a smile on his face.

"Well, that's good, then I'll wait for half a day."

Wu Fan nodded when he heard it. If it was only half a day, it wouldn't take long, so he agreed.

"Well, Senior, please follow me."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he turned sideways and made an invitation gesture.

And Wu Fan was not polite, and directly flew towards the mountain with the escape light.

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After a while, in the hall of the cave, Wu Fan held a teacup in his hand and sat on a chair slowly drinking tea.

And below, the middle-aged man was standing quietly.

"Young friend, you don't have to stay here with me. If you have something to do, go and do it first."

After taking a sip of tea, Wu Fan looked up at the middle-aged man and said softly, implying that he wanted to drive him away.

The middle-aged man certainly understood what Wu Fan meant, and immediately bowed and said:

"Then I will go outside to guard. If the senior needs my service, just call me."

"Yes!"

Wu Fan nodded without raising his head, and then closed his eyes.

After seeing this, the middle-aged man tiptoed out.

………

Half a day passed in a flash…

Wu Fan had been thinking with his eyes closed from the beginning to the end, but at this moment, a slightly fat old man with fiery red hair slowly walked out of a door at the back of the hall.

At this time, Wu Fan slowly opened his eyes, then stood up slowly and turned to look back.

The old man looked at Wu Fan carefully, and his eyes showed a puzzled look, but he quickly hid this expression, and at the same time, a smile appeared on his face.

"Haha, I've kept you waiting for a long time, what's your name, and where are you from?"

The old man walked closer, bowed his hands and asked with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, you don't have to be polite. A mere half a day is just a blink of an eye for cultivators like us."

Wu Fan smiled and returned the greeting, and then continued:

"My surname is Zhou and my name is Yu. I come from the "Zhuye Island" waters. It's really presumptuous for me to come and bother Fellow Daoist Lin this time."