Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

But this is enough for Wu Fan. At least it can prove that there are no Nascent Soul Stage monks here.

So Wu Fan didn't ask any more questions. After rewarding the two of them with ten spiritual stones each, he ordered them to lead the way to Lingyun Sect.

After the two people got the spiritual stones, they were naturally overjoyed. You must know that these spiritual stones were their two months' salary. Even if they recruit disciples this time, they may not be as good as the benefits they get this time.

However, as soon as they heard that they were going to lead the way to the sect, they seemed a little reluctant. After all, if they brought strangers back to the sect, they might be punished.

However, due to Wu Fan's majesty, the two of them did not dare to say anything and had no choice but to lead the way back.

…

Deep in the Nanling Mountains, there is a land of hundreds of miles that is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, making it difficult to see the scene inside. However, this is where the "Ling Yun Sect" gate, known as one of the three major sects of the Tianhu Kingdom, is located.

At this time, the two people had already arrived here with Wu Fan.

"Senior, please wait a moment, junior will go back and pass the message!" The fair-skinned man rolled his eyes and said respectfully first.

When the short man saw this, he couldn't help but secretly glare at his senior brother, and finally swallowed the words that were on his lips. He could only stay here honestly, hating that he spoke too late.

As for the idea that they are all rushing to go back, the two of them think about it. If this senior comes here to cause trouble, then the people who stay here will definitely bear the brunt and die first.

"Go!" Wu Fan smiled, nodded, and said casually.

He could naturally see the little thoughts of these two people, but he just didn't show it.

He didn't come here to look for trouble this time. Although no one in this country could be looked down upon by him, when he first arrived, he really didn't want to make enemies for no reason.

You know, it is not unheard of for a certain evil cultivator to be jointly hunted down by monks from many countries.

As long as the other person answers the question honestly, Wu Fan will naturally treat him with courtesy.

After the fair-skinned man left, Wu Fan had nothing to do, so he used his Demonic Eyes to look at the dense fog ahead.

However, after just a few glances, he put away his magical powers and nodded with a smile.

Although the Lingyun Sect is not very powerful, the interior of its sect is quite magnificent. Various buildings exude a sense of luxury, and there are also many towering peaks. At first glance, it looks like the kind of sect that has been passed down for a long time.

However, in terms of spiritual energy, it is somewhat unsatisfactory, and seems to be even worse than Qingfeng Sect.

Wu Fan didn't wait long. In just half a cup of tea, a short, fat old man flew out. This man was a late-stage foundation-building monk.

However, as soon as this person came closer, his expression suddenly changed, and his eyes immediately turned to respect when he looked at Wu Fan.

"Junior Wan Zhijie, I would like to pay my respects to my senior. I didn't know that my senior is here, but I am so far away from you."

The old man could naturally tell that Wu Fan was a golden elixir-level monk, so he hurriedly stepped forward to pay homage.

However, his words shocked the short young man beside him. He was suddenly trembling with fear, and his eyes when he looked at Wu Fan became frightened.

He really didn't expect that the senior he had an approachable conversation with just now was actually a golden elixir-level monk who never saw the dragon's head and tail. What made him even more unexpected was that he actually accepted the benefits of a golden elixir-level monk. .

At this moment, he seemed uncomfortable standing here. With his eyes averted, he also hurriedly paid homage.

"You don't have to be polite, little friend. I came here to meet fellow Taoist Linghu, so I'll ask you to lead the way."

Wu Fan raised his hand to signal the other party to stand up, then chuckled and said, but the tone of his words contained an irreversible meaning.

"Yes, junior will take senior there right now. Please follow me."

Hearing this, the old man didn't dare to disobey. He quickly made an invitation gesture and flew towards the mountain gate. He didn't even dare to ask more questions.

However, during the flight, he hurriedly threw out a transmission note, which was obviously to notify the inside of the door.

Of course, he is not afraid that the other party is looking for trouble. After all, this is the place where his sect is located. There are countless formations and restrictions inside, and there are also three Golden Core Stage monks stationed inside the sect.

Unless the other party doesn't want to live anymore, they will definitely not make such an unwise move.

Soon, Wu Fan disappeared into the mist with the old man.

The short young man was left standing here stupidly. Until this moment, the little monk was still in a state of fear.

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A moment later, in Lingyun Hall, the largest main hall of Lingyun Sect, three people were sitting here.

These three people are two men and one woman. One of them is a white-haired old man sitting at the top. This man has a majestic look on his face, giving people a sense of self-importance. He has a ruddy complexion, is wearing a white robe, and has a slim figure. Because he was a late-stage Jindan cultivator, it was obvious that he was the Master Linghu.

Sitting on the lower left side of the old man was a young woman.

This woman's appearance can be said to be extremely beautiful, and her figure is also concave and convex. She is wearing a silver-white palace dress, which is extremely eye-catching. However, she looks extremely dignified when she sits there, giving people a cold feeling, as if she is a stranger. Don't be close to ordinary people. His cultivation is in the middle stage of Jindan. He should be the Master Chu.

As for the person sitting on the lower right side of the old man, he is a burly middle-aged man. This man has thick eyebrows, eyes as big as copper bells, thick lips, and the whole face looks extremely rough, giving people a bad temper. Sen, wearing a set of black armor, with short hair, and whose cultivation is at the early stage of Jindan. No need to guess, he must be the Master Yuwen mentioned by the short young man.

Judging from the appearance of the three of them, it was obvious that they had just sat down and seemed not to be talking to each other yet.

"Senior brother, why are you calling us here in such a hurry? I am refining elixirs in my cave."

At this moment, the burly man spoke first. The man's voice was rough and he looked at the old man with a dissatisfied look.

At this time, the woman also looked at the old man quietly, but said nothing.

"Master Nephew Wan just came back with a message, saying that a golden elixir-level monk is coming to visit. He must be arriving soon."

The old man glanced at the burly man and said indifferently, looking unhurried.

"A monk of the same rank? Who is this person? Is he from those two sects?"

The burly man was startled when he heard this, obviously a little surprised. Normally, if people from those two sects came over, they would directly send a message to him and "her" others.

The woman also raised her eyebrows when she heard this.

"He is not a monk from his country, and his cultivation level is also ominous. Master Wan's nephew could not see his specific cultivation level, but he said that his cultivation level should not be lower than me. That's why I asked you to come here."

The old man narrowed his eyes and said indifferently again.

"What? This is happening!! What is this person doing in our sect?"

The burly man was shocked when he heard this and couldn't help but ask loudly. After all, late-stage Jindan monks were rare, and there were only three of them in the entire Tianhu Kingdom.

At this time, the woman was obviously a little surprised, but she still didn't say anything more.

"I don't know. Let's wait and see. I think this person doesn't have any malicious intent."

The old man shook his head, then spoke slowly while his eyes were shaking.

"This..., well, I would like to see what kind of magic this is."

After hearing this, the burly man couldn't help but nodded, but there was a look of interest in his eyes.