Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

"Okay, brother Long Yan, since you have made up your mind, I won't advise you, but I can't stay with you here, because I still have some important things for the clan to do, and I will be leaving soon. Of course, if you really find that guy, Brother Long Yan, you can notify me at any time and I will come over as soon as possible."

After hearing this, Qitianhe was silent for a moment, then raised his hands and said.

"Haha, okay, Brother Tianhe, go and get busy if you need anything. If necessary, I will shamelessly trouble you. By the way, I am really grateful to Brother Tianhe for coming to help me today. I will remember this kindness in my heart. In addition, today because of my I'm in a bad mood, and I was a little impulsive before. If my words are offensive, please don't take offense, brother Tianhe."

Long Yan chuckled softly when he heard this, and hurriedly bowed his hands to be polite. As for the words of apology he said, he was naturally talking about what he had ordered Qitianhe before.

"Haha, what did Brother Long Yan say? You and I have known each other for thousands of years. Do I still remember this little thing in my heart? Don't worry, I understand how you felt before. After all, it was your close descendant who died, so you are in a bad mood. It’s also normal.”

Qi Tianhe suddenly laughed when he heard this. Of course he knew what the other party was talking about, but since the other party had already apologized, he naturally wouldn't say anything more.

"Haha, Mr. Long really admires Brother Tianhe for his broad-mindedness. Okay, since Brother Tianhe has something to do, I won't keep you. Let's get together when we have time in the future."

Long Yan chuckled, cupped his hand again, and complimented him.

"Okay, but before I leave, I have something to remind you, Brother Long Yan. Since you think that kid is still around, why don't you go and invite "Eagle Qifeng" over? You know, among all the races in the Blackwater, , their "Blue-Eyed Golden Eagle" clan has the most powerful spiritual eyes and supernatural powers, maybe he can help you."

Qitianhe was just about to get up and leave, but he seemed to think of something again, so he quickly stopped and spoke.

"Hey, why did I forget this? Thank you Brother Tianhe for reminding me. I think that no matter how powerful that kid's invisibility is, he can't hide it from Brother Qifeng. In this way, I will send someone to invite him soon. trip."

Long Yan's eyes lit up when he heard this, a smile appeared on his face, and he quickly thanked him.

"Well, with his help, the chance of finding that boy will be greater. Brother Long Yan, we will see you later."

Qitianhe smiled and nodded, and after saying that, he turned into a rainbow and flew away from here.

After watching the other party leave, Long Yan flew to a peak in the center of the island and sat cross-legged on a boulder, obviously planning to stay here for a long time.

Then Long Yan took out the conch again. After whispering a few words to the conch, he closed his eyes and at the same time released his consciousness to cover the entire island.

……………

Half a year has flown by!

During this period, Long Yan had been resting on that mountain peak with his eyes closed and never left.

Of course, he also failed to find Wu Fan.

On this day, the motionless Long Yan suddenly opened his eyes as if he sensed something, and immediately stood up and looked up to the horizon.

I saw a figure flying from outside the island. The figure was flying very fast, and in a few flashes he arrived not far from Longyan.

This is a middle-aged man with a thin build. His eyes are as sharp as an eagle's eyes with green light. But the strange thing is that the long part of his mouth is an eagle's beak. In this way, In terms of its overall appearance, it can't help but look a bit nondescript, but it can also be seen from this that this person is also a demon cultivator.

When Long Yan saw this person, he immediately walked over to greet him with a smile and kept saying polite words. The green-eyed man did not dare to neglect and kept his posture very low. Although the two demons were of the same level, after all, Long Yan was The royal demon cultivator.

After some courtesy, Long Yan and the green-eyed man began to wander around the island, but it was obvious that they were searching for something.

It wasn't until half a day later that they returned to the mountain peak again with helpless expressions on their faces.

So after some more chatting, the green-eyed man stood up and left.

Long Yan was left alone here with a disappointed look on his face.

In the days that followed, Longyan sat on the boulder as usual, unmoving despite the weather.

Just like that, two years passed in a flash.

………

At the same time, in the small space courtyard.

At this moment, Wu Fan was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed. However, he seemed to be in a very bad state at the moment. There was a majestic spiritual power outside his body that was shrinking, and even the spiritual energy involved within a few hundred feet was rolling along with it. It looked like he was about to lose control.

Moreover, the expression on Wu Fan's face was also a bit ferocious at this time, his brows were furrowed as if he was about to lose his mind, and his exposed skin gradually turned red, and his teeth were bitten and made a crunching sound.

But Wu Fan was completely unaware of what he was going through now, because his mind at the moment was experiencing nightmare-like dreams.

On a low mountain peak, Wu Fan looked up at the sky with a look of panic. He saw an old man with white eyebrows standing in the sky with his hands behind his back. However, the old man looked at Wu Fan as if he had seen someone. Like a rare treasure.

As for the reason why Wu Fan was afraid, this old man was actually a late-stage Nascent Soul monk.

"Hey, kid, I heard you have a space bead? Why don't you hand it over quickly!"

The old man laughed strangely, and a gloomy voice came out.

"Senior, I don't know what you are talking about. What space bead? I don't have it at all."

Wu Fan hurriedly folded his hands, with a look of fear on his face, and couldn't help but step back a few steps.

"Since you don't hand it over, then I will take it myself."

The old man laughed strangely again, and after he finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Wu Fan in an instant. After a flash of white light, Wu Fan found that he couldn't move at all. This made him extremely desperate. If there was no space bead, it would be like cutting off his immortal path.

But no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of the restraints at all, and just watched the old man's claws stretching towards his head.

A sharp pain like a pain in the bone marrow came, and Wu Fan almost fainted. However, when he opened his eyes again, he found that the old man was laughing wildly and playing with a green bead. Looking closely, it was not his space bead. What else could it be.

Wu Fan's eyes were bloodshot, and he wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound. Looking at the beads in the old man's hand, he couldn't help but feel a sense of despair.

"Hehe, since you gave me such a treasure, I will spare your life, but I think it's better for you to be a mortal."

After the old man put away the beads, he looked at Wu Fan and laughed strangely, then raised his arm and slapped Wu Fan's dantian with one palm.