Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

After a moment, the scholar retracted his palm with an expressionless face, collected the young man's body, and then turned into a rainbow and flew away into the distance.

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Hongyu Island, a hundred miles away, was completely shrouded in a protective formation. There was a mist in the sky, making it difficult to see the scene inside.

However, there is beautiful scenery inside, with flowers, plants and trees everywhere.

There are many Ghost Spirit Sect disciples stationed on this island, presenting a busy scene, with low-level disciples flying over from time to time.

Around the island, there are also many disciples who are observing the horizon in the distance with solemn expressions to prevent the enemy army from attacking.

But at this moment, the young man whose soul had been hunted to death by the scholar suddenly arrived. He hit the jade sign with a wave of his hand, and a beam of light suddenly disappeared into the fog in front of him. After a while, the fog rolled, It immediately spread out to both sides, revealing a passage about three feet wide, and he himself flew in as calmly as if he were home.

"Hey... isn't this Uncle Gong? Are you back from completing your mission?"

When the two Qi Refining Stage disciples saw the visitor, they immediately came forward and bowed. One of them, an ugly-looking middle-aged man, asked flatteringly.

"Well, I just came back. Do you two know if "Master Lai" is on the island now?"

The young man stopped in the air, nodded expressionlessly, and then asked coldly.

"Returning to Master Gong, Master Lai has been stationed on the island and has never left."

The ugly man just now said hurriedly, showing extremely attentiveness.

"Well, that's it. You go and do your work. I have something important to report to Master Lai."

The young man's eyes lit up inadvertently when he heard this. As soon as he finished speaking, he ignored the two of them and turned around to fly towards a mountain peak in the distance.

The two men didn't think much when they saw this. They just looked at each other and then went to patrol elsewhere with their weapons.

After a while...

The young man came to the foot of a mountain peak. The mountain in front was shrouded in a cloud of gloom, and the faint sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves could be heard, which seemed very permeable.

But the young man smiled slightly, strode forward, stopped at the edge of Yin Qi, bowed and clasped his fists:

"Disciple Gong Quan, pay homage to Master Lai."

After the man finished speaking, he waited and did not get up during the process, but there was no sound coming from inside.

After a while, the man raised his eyebrows and wanted to say something again, but at this moment, a sharp sound like gold and iron rubbing against each other suddenly came from inside.

"What are you doing here? Don't you know that I can't disturb you when I'm in seclusion raising evil spirits?"

"Master, please calm down. This disciple has something important to report, so he only comes to disturb you if he has no choice."

The young man pretended to be scared and spoke again quickly, bending even lower at the same time.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, there was no sound coming from inside, but the gray Yin Qi shrouded in front was rushing into the mountain at a very fast speed. In just a dozen breaths, the Yin Qi was completely gone. And on the mountain in front, there was also a cave stone gate that was more than two feet long.

Only then did the man's deep voice come out again.

"Hmph, come in. Gong Quan, listen carefully. If the news you bring does not attract my attention, a severe punishment will be inevitable."

"Uncle, how could I have the courage to fool you? I did find out a piece of important news a few days ago, so I will come back and report it to you."

The young man smiled bitterly when he heard this, showing an innocent look. He raised his head slightly and glanced at the stone door. Seeing that there was no sound coming from inside, he quickly got up and walked forward quickly. While walking, the stone door also It opened automatically.

Passing through the stone gate, we came to a huge hall. Although this hall was elegantly decorated, it gave people a gloomy feeling for some reason, and there was no light in it, not even a luminous pearl. Place.

At this moment, in the innermost part of the hall, there is an old man who looks like a ghost sitting on a futon. This man is thin and thin, less than five feet tall. He also has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and his mouth has a row of criss-crossing teeth. The fangs looked extremely terrifying, and the most astonishing thing was that this person was actually a late-stage Jindan monk.

The old man wore a black loose cloak and held a small black flag in his hand. It was obvious that all the ghosts in the house just now were contained within the flag.

When the young man walked into the hall, the ghost-like old man suddenly looked up at him and looked at him carefully. However, when the man looked up, it was obvious that his pupils were dark. There was not even a trace of the whites of his eyes.

"Tell me, if you have anything to report to me."

After a few breaths, the old man looked away, so he asked in a serious tone without talking nonsense.

After hearing the words, the young man did not reply immediately. Instead, he carefully sensed the entire hall first. After seeing that there was nothing strange, he looked at the old man in front of him. At this time, he was no longer as reserved, cowardly, and timid as before. I saw him standing upright, with his hands behind his back, and a faint smile on his face.

"Actually, I came here to lend you your head."

The young man raised the corners of his mouth, showing a playful look. As soon as he finished speaking, his hands suddenly began to form seals. In an instant, he shot a ban over the hall. A layer of transparent light immediately enveloped the entire hall. At the same time, here The sound can no longer be transmitted to the outside world.

"What? You want my head? Who are you?"

The short old man was shocked when he heard that. He stood up immediately and looked at the young man and shouted loudly. At this time, even if he was stupid, he knew that the person who came was definitely not Gong Quan himself. However, what surprised him was that no matter how he checked, the other party did not have any trace of changing his appearance. Even his cultivation was indeed in the early stage of foundation building. However, he knew that since the other party could do it so perfectly, his cultivation must be good.

"You don't need to ask who I am. Fellow Daoist Lai, I'm really sorry. In order to complete the task, I must have your head."

The young man chuckled, and as soon as he finished speaking, his aura suddenly rose sharply, and soon reached the peak of the late Jindan stage.

However, after this scene fell into the eyes of the short old man, he couldn't help but relax his nervous mood a little. Since the other party was a cultivator of the same level as him, he thought that even if he couldn't beat him, he could still escape.

However, the scene that happened next made the old man look ashen instantly, and the glimmer of hope that had just ignited in his heart was instantly shattered.

I saw that after a flash of white light, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared beside the young man. This was a woman who looked like a fairy. Her glance and smile showed her beauty that could overwhelm the whole country, and even mixed with a hint of charm, which made people fall in love with her at first sight.

However, when this woman fell into the eyes of the old man, he immediately lost the confidence to escape, because he could see that this was actually a seventh-level demon cultivator.

"Hehe, little old man, your death is coming."

The woman laughed softly, and without waiting for the old man to reply, she immediately turned into a white shadow and rushed towards him.

Soon, a shrill scream came from the house.

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