Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

...At the same time, the outside world!

On the sea within a radius of five hundred miles, streaks of light pierced the sky, and a large number of monks were flying back and forth here.

If you look closely, you can see that there are at least several thousand people. The scene is very spectacular.

However, there were even more monks deep in the seabed, and it was impossible to see how many there were at the moment. At a rough glance, there should be at least tens of thousands of people.

However, the cultivation levels of these people vary from high to low, and almost most of them are foundation-building monks.

There are only a few people who are masters of the Golden Core Stage, probably hundreds of them.

It was obvious that they were searching for something, and all of them had extremely serious expressions.

Especially those monks deep under the sea, they are searching almost inch by inch, even in the heart of every mountain peak, let alone some canyons and other places.

Of course, the order they received was to dig thousands of miles to find the thief.

So in such a carpet-like search, the day passed quickly, but these people gained nothing and did not find a single figure at all.

At the same time, in the middle of this sea area, on top of a giant spaceship, there were more than a dozen Nascent Soul Stage monks standing on the deck.

Judging from their expressions, they all looked anxious and helpless, with heavy hearts.

And these people are none other than the Supreme Elders who appeared in the forbidden area of ​​Xingji Palace before. Even the three late Nascent Soul monks were among them.

But at this moment, these people were silent, staring solemnly at the other person on the deck, as if they were afraid of disturbing him.

The person being watched is a skinny, short old man, probably no more than four feet tall. His face is fairly fair, but he has a snow-white beard. His eyes are shining with wisdom, as if there are stars hidden inside. He is wearing A set of moon-white robes, but there are large star patterns drawn on this dress. It implies some kind of truth at first glance, giving people a mysterious feeling. But his cultivation level is only in the late stage of Jindan.

It is hard to imagine that a dozen other Nascent Soul stage monks are standing, but this man is sitting cross-legged on the ground, and it is unknown who he is.

I saw a three-foot-long purple cloth laid on the front deck of this person, and an extremely mysterious Five Elements and Bagua pattern was drawn on the cloth. However, if you look closely, you will find that in some important positions of the pattern, there are Various materials were also placed, the most eye-catching of which was a turtle shell the size of a fist, and a few copper coins that only mortals would use.

At this moment, the skinny old man was closing his eyes tightly, muttering something in his mouth, his expression was extremely solemn, and he didn't know what he was going to do.

It wasn't until a while later that he opened his eyes and reached out to pick up the turtle shell and the copper coin.

Then I saw him solemnly putting the copper coins into the turtle shell and starting to shake it. However, just when he was about to pour the coins out, his expression suddenly changed, and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Then his face turned pale, as if he was in great pain, but he still gritted his teeth and poured out the copper coins.

However, at this moment, the fallen copper coin suddenly exploded and shattered into powder before it fell to the ground.

At the same time, the skinny old man suddenly screamed, and when he bowed, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned extremely red, as if he had suffered a very serious internal injury.

And the most frightening thing is that this old man seemed to have aged dozens of years. His smooth face was covered with wrinkles almost instantly, and even his gray hair became wrinkled at a speed visible to the naked eye. It became snow white.

The occurrence of this scene shocked the people around him, and they all raised their legs and came closer, with worried looks on their faces.

"Master Nephew Zhan, what happened? What's wrong with you?"

The beautiful Nangong woman in the late Nascent Soul stage asked quickly, her face full of worry.

"Ahem...! If I go back to Master Nangong, my disciple is incompetent and cannot calculate the specific location of this child."

Hearing this, the skinny old man wanted to stand up and reply, but after trying a few times he was unable to stand up, so he sat on the ground and shook his head helplessly and replied. Maybe he was injured when he spoke, so he couldn't help but cough violently several times. , traces of blood spilled from the mouth again.

"What! You can't even figure out where this kid is? Doesn't he have some kind of treasure to protect him? But even so, why are you like this?"

After hearing this, the man surnamed Tang who was in the late Nascent Soul stage suddenly changed his expression, and he immediately exclaimed in panic.

After hearing this, everyone on the side looked at the skinny old man with the same surprised expressions.

"Uncle Tang, this is the first time this disciple has encountered this situation. You also know that the disciple has been trained by the sect to practice divination since he was a child. This technique is inherently against the laws of heaven. Every time he uses it, it is a leak of heaven's secrets, and it will be counterattacked. It is inevitable, but the backlash suffered this time is too great, and the disciple was somewhat unexpected. After this incident, I am afraid that the disciple is already dead. "

"However, through the divination just now, the disciple discovered an extremely strange thing. The disciple faintly sensed that the person was not protected by a strange treasure, but was not in this world at all. The disciple could not force the deduction at all. Fortunately, I stopped in time, otherwise I would have been dead by now."

As soon as the man surnamed Tang finished speaking, the skinny old man shook his head and sighed, with a look of loneliness in his eyes, but then he said something that shocked everyone.

After hearing this, everyone was stunned and looked in disbelief.

"What? What did you say? Not in this world? How is this possible! Master Nephew Zhan, do you know what you are talking about?"

The man surnamed Tang shook his head repeatedly and asked in a sharp voice, as if he had heard a fantasy, and his eyes were as wide as light bulbs.

"Uncle Tang, don't tell me that you don't believe it. Even my disciples don't believe it, but somehow I feel that this person is indeed not in this world. I don't dare to boast, but I can guarantee that even if this person is teleported out In the sea of ​​​​stars, even when hiding in the cracks of space, I can sense something, but the fact is that there is no trace of this person in this world, even if I have never seen this situation in the classics. I've been there, and to make you laugh, I even thought that person had gone to the upper realm."

The skinny old man had a bitter look on his face. He could also see Uncle Tang's anger, but he did not lie.

"You mean that person is an immortal? He has returned to the immortal world? Are you kidding me? Humph, this is simply nonsense. Let's not mention that it is impossible for an immortal to break the space barrier and descend to the lower world. Take ten thousand steps back. Say, even if it does come down, do you think that a dignified immortal will be chased by us and run for his life? "

The man surnamed Tang's face turned completely dark, showing no respect for a dying person. There was also a hint of chill in his words, as if he thought the nephew was teasing him.