Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

When Wu Fan and the others saw this scene, they immediately showed great joy on their faces and stopped their actions.

"Haha, hard work pays off, this mountain protection formation has finally been broken."

Dong Zhuojun suddenly laughed at the side, his eyes filled with excitement.

Wu Fan's face was also full of smiles at this time, and he nodded after hearing the words, but he didn't say anything.

As for Qin and Li, they were also relieved at this moment. After looking at each other, they also smiled on their faces.

"Okay, since the formation has been broken, let's not hesitate and go up the mountain quickly."

At this time, Wu Fan turned his head and looked at Dong Zhuojun to urge him. After saying that, he was about to lift his legs and walk forward.

Dong Zhuojun smiled and nodded when he heard the words, and then he also walked forward.

But at this moment, the hesitant words of the old man surnamed Li came out.

"Well, then, fellow Daoists, can my junior brother and I go up too?"

The old man surnamed Li showed an expectant look on his face, staring at Wu Fan's back in a daze, and when he finished speaking, the man surnamed Qin also looked over with hope.

"Fellow Daoist Li, I only said before that I would let you go after breaking the formation, but I didn't say that I would share the treasure with you equally, so you can only wait here."

Wu Fan stopped and turned to look at the old man surnamed Li after hearing this. Although he had a smile on his face, he gave people an attitude that could not be questioned.

"Hmph!"

Dong Zhuojun also turned around at this time, but he just snorted coldly and turned around again and walked forward.

"This..., okay! Then we will wait here for the two fellow Daoists to come out."

Seeing this, the expression on the face of the old man surnamed Li changed several times in a row, but finally sighed and nodded in agreement.

And the man surnamed Qin also looked disappointed, but he said nothing, obviously resigned to his fate.

"Hmm" Wu Fan nodded with satisfaction after hearing this, then turned to look at Ling'er in the distance and said:

"Ling'er, these two Taoist friends may be bored here, otherwise you can chat with them here for a while!"

"Okay, Master!"

Ling'er was somewhat unhappy after hearing this, but she knew what the master meant, so she could only nod and agree.

"Hmm" Wu Fan smiled again when he saw this, and then followed Dong Zhuojun's footsteps to Tiangang Peak.

At this moment, Qin and Li were very depressed, how could they not know Wu Fan's intention to keep Ling'er.

But the two of them were helpless, and they didn't even dare to think of escaping, because they knew how terrible this monster was.

So they shook their heads and smiled bitterly, found a place to sit cross-legged, and began to recover their magic power.

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After a while...

On a staircase leading directly to the top of the mountain, Wu Fan and Dong Zhuojun were running up quickly.

There is also a no-fly ban on the Tiangang Peak, but you can easily walk to the top of the mountain with your legs, and with their strength, it won't take long to reach the top.

Just like running, the time of an incense stick passed quickly.

At this time, Wu Fan and the others had also reached the top of the mountain and stopped in a small valley.

The valley was very empty, and the ground was covered with one-foot-long green grass, which was mixed with some flowers of different colors, making it particularly beautiful.

The periphery of the valley within a radius of several miles was occupied by a circle of low peaks covered with trees, which further set off the tranquility and peace of the valley.

But Wu Fan and the others were not in the mood to appreciate such a beautiful scenery. At this moment, their eyes were looking at the middle of the valley, and the expressions on their faces could be said to be mixed and indescribably weird.

Through the eyes of the two, it is obvious that there are several kinds of thoughts, including surprise, disappointment, pity, and loss.

Because there is a tree in the middle of the valley, and this tree is the only one in the valley.

The tree is only about nine feet high. Compared with ordinary trees, this tree can be said to be very short, but the strange thing is that the trunk of this tree is very thick. It takes eight or nine people to hug it.

The most surprising thing is that there are golden arcs jumping on this thick tree. Although it is a bit rare, it seems to be very powerful.

However, the black trunk of this tree is covered with cracks of different sizes, and some cracks are even more than one foot wide.

Moreover, many of the dense branches above are broken. Looking at the old and new traces of the broken branches, it can be seen that it has been a long time.

In addition, there is not even a leaf on the huge crown above this tree. The whole tree looks like a dead tree.

Therefore, after seeing this scene, Wu Fan and the others were filled with regret and helplessness.

"Alas! Brother Wu, this Tiangang sacred tree is indeed dead. It's such a pity. It seems that we can only settle for the second best and take this dead tree back."

Dong Zhuojun stared at the tree in front of him in a daze. The excitement on his face had long disappeared. At this moment, his eyes were filled with helplessness. He couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.

"Let's go, let's go over and take a look."

Wu Fan was in a very heavy mood at the moment, and his face looked so ugly that it seemed like water could drip out. You know, the purpose of his coming to this secret realm was to obtain the Tiangang sacred tree, but he didn't expect that this tree was really attacked by demon cultivators in ancient times as recorded on the map, and it had died.

After seeing this scene, it was impossible for Wu Fan to say that he was not depressed, and this also meant that his Tiangang Soul-Slaying Sword could no longer be refined, and even the several materials he had collected with great effort before could only be used for other purposes.

Although he had been prepared in his heart before, now when this incident really happened, it was still unbearable for him to bear it in his heart. You know, he had gone through a lot of hardships and spent several months to get here, but in the end he still failed to get what he wanted.

And this tree is definitely the Tiangang sacred tree, because the map records the portrait of this tree, and this portrait has long been engraved in Wu Fan's mind.

At this moment, his mood can be described as very bad, and he even wanted to shout to vent, but he had to say that since he entered the world of immortal cultivation, he had experienced many hardships, so his mind gradually calmed down. Now he could control his emotions and did not lose control.

Looking at the lifeless Tiangang sacred tree, Wu Fan's eyes swayed, and finally he could only shake his head and sigh, and then walked forward slowly with heavy steps.

When Dong Zhuojun saw Wu Fan's lost soul, he thought about it and said nothing, nor did he say a word of comfort, and also walked forward slowly.