Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

It is said that these people are the dead guards trained by Xingji Palace, named "Xingjiawei".

They have been orphans since childhood, and each has excellent spiritual roots. They are finally specially trained by the sect. During this period, they will be instilled in them some ideas of absolute obedience to orders. They will not be allowed to step out of the Xingji Palace in this life.

Therefore, these people will not talk to anyone at all. In their minds, they will only obey the orders of the head and a few supreme elders.

If anyone dares to violate the rules in front of them, they will definitely be killed ruthlessly by these people. Even if you are the son of the leader, it is useless, they will still kill you.

"Meeting the Supreme Elder? So you are a descendant of Uncle Yu's family?"

The leader, a middle-aged man with a resolute face, asked in a deep voice, and this man was also the late-stage Jindan monk.

"Yes, I am indeed a descendant of the Yu family and an elder of my sect. I am now the deacon and elder of Dongjiao Island."

Wu Fan smiled and nodded, and at the same time took out Yu Kang's elder token and threw it to this person to prove his identity.

The middle-aged man reached out and took it, took a closer look, then nodded expressionlessly, then glanced at a few people nearby and continued:

"The token is fine, but if you want to enter the forbidden area, you need the master's handwriting. Did you bring it with you?"

"This...! I just went to Xingji Palace and learned that the headmaster is not in the sect now, so I couldn't get the handwriting. I wonder if I can go and see my ancestor first, and ask my ancestor to give me a copy later. Is the handwriting good?"

Wu Fan was embarrassed for a moment after hearing this, then he raised his hands and asked with a smile.

"This is not possible. Without the master's handwriting, we have no right to let you in. You should go back and come back later when you get the handwriting."

The middle-aged man shook his head, threw his arm, returned the token to Wu Fan, and said in an unquestionable tone.

"Senior brother, can you please be accommodating? I have something urgent to do with my ancestor. I will take out the oracle soon."

Seeing this, Wu Fan quickly begged, but felt anxious in his heart.

"Don't you understand what I'm saying? Without the master's instructions, you have no right to step foot here. Leave immediately, otherwise we will take action."

A cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and at the same time he raised the long knife in his hand, as if he was ready to kill at any time, and there was no room for words in what he said.

At the same time, the people nearby also clenched their long knives and stared at Wu Fan with murderous eyes.

"This..., can you please go in and inform me, Senior Brother? I promise to stand here motionless."

After Wu Fan saw this, a murderous intent loomed deep in his eyes, but he quickly hid the murderous intent and asked helplessly again.

At this moment, he was really annoyed by these people, but he had nothing to do. Although it was easy to kill these people with his strength, he really didn't dare to make too much noise. After all, this was also the Xingji Palace Sect. Internally, unless he doesn't want to live anymore, he can only abide by the rules honestly.

"We don't have the right to enter the forbidden area. We can only garrison on this "Qijue Peak", so we can't help you. If you really want to enter the forbidden area through Qijue Peak, then you have to come here with the master's hand or kill us. . Okay, that’s all I have to say, please leave quickly, otherwise we will be rude.”

The middle-aged man looked impatient and waved his long knife, but he finally explained.

"Then...! Okay, I'll leave now."

After Wu Fan heard the words, there was a trace of struggle on his face, and he had an urge to take action, but after thinking about it for a moment, he sighed secretly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he got up and ran straight back the way he came.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared that the Star Armored Guards put away their long knives and returned to the mountain peak not far away.

………

High in the sky, Wu Fan's face was extremely gloomy, his eyes were shaking and his mind was racing, but he really couldn't think of any solution for a while.

Since he didn't want to make a fuss, he could only get the master's handwriting, but the master was not in the door now. If he really waited for a year, he would have almost no hope at all.

However, he directly rejected the idea of ​​meeting Uncle Tang, joking, unless he didn't want to live anymore before he dared to do so.

After thinking about it, he still thought that he should start with Huang and Zhao. As long as he found a way to get the oracle from these two people, he could legitimately enter the forbidden area.

Thinking of this, Wu Fan turned around and flew towards the "Xingji Palace" again.

………

Two hours later…

In a side hall of the Xingji Palace, the old man surnamed Huang and the man surnamed Zhao were chatting and laughing. The topics they discussed were all over the world, as if they had forgotten Wu Fan's arrival before.

But just when the two of them were talking about it and their interest was rising, the old man surnamed Huang suddenly looked startled, as if he had sensed something. Then with a wave of his arm, the door in front of him was suddenly opened, and at the same time a fire light shot straight through. Rush inside the house.

"Hey, is it the leader who is sending a message?"

The man named Zhao asked with some confusion after seeing this scene.

"I don't know, but there is a high probability that it is a letter from the leader. Let's listen to it first and then talk about it."

The old man surnamed Huang shook his head, then led the light of fire over, and it fell into his hand and turned into a transmission talisman.

The old man didn't hesitate. With a squeeze of his palm, the talisman shattered, and at the same time a man's voice came out.

Listening to this voice, the smiles on the two people's faces gradually disappeared, until finally they became uncertain.

"Senior Brother Huang, what exactly does Yu Kang mean? Aren't you still giving up?"

When the sound in the transmission notes stopped, the man named Zhao raised his head and asked with an angry expression.

"Yu Kang didn't mention anything about that matter in his letter. He just said that he wanted to meet with us to discuss some important matters. He also mentioned that Master Yu would give us an opportunity in the future."

"Hmph, if he wanted to talk about something, why didn't he come here and insist on us going over? Obviously, he just wanted to bribe you and me to open this hand. As for him mentioning Uncle Yu, he just wanted to It’s just putting pressure on us.”

The man named Zhao just rolled his eyes and analyzed the matter very thoroughly, and then he couldn't help but snorted coldly.

"I guess Yu Kang has the same plan, but now we really have to go there. Let's not mention that this person is a late-stage monk. We can't afford to offend him at all. Let's just say that he has implicated Master Yu. If you come in, then we can only go there bravely. "

"If not, with the mentality of a little guy like Yu Kang, he will definitely use this topic to his advantage. If Uncle Yu ends up hating us because of this incident, then you and I will have no place in this sect from now on. ”

After the old man surnamed Huang was silent for a while, he shook his head and said with a bitter smile.