Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Fifth Senior Sister Ruxue also jumped and laughed and said, "I know that too. I heard that the spiritual energy in that secret realm is particularly rich. Every time the secret realm is opened, the major immortal cultivation sects will give several Qi Refining Great Perfection cultivators several foundation-building pills to let them break through the bottleneck in the secret realm. After they break through to the foundation-building stage, they can snatch the spiritual medicines picked by others. Therefore, in that secret realm, the most dangerous are not those monsters, but these immortal cultivators. They are not ambiguous in killing people and robbing treasures. It is said that every time the cultivators enter the secret realm, less than half of them can actually walk out."

Third Senior Brother continued, "It is said that the entrance to the secret realm is extremely unstable. Foundation-building cultivators cannot enter. Only Qi Refining cultivators can enter. The entrance to the secret realm will have a period of stability every thirty years. Therefore, during this stable period, the major immortal cultivation sects will send powerful Qi Refining cultivators to enter, and our Qingfeng Sect will send core disciples to go there, and each mountain has a quota limit. Because that space can only accommodate about a thousand cultivators. If too many people enter, the unstable space will easily collapse. Therefore, each immortal cultivation sect and immortal cultivation family has a limited number of places. And this quota is very precious. If you can enter it and come back alive, the sect will reward you with the foundation-building pill that all Qi training cultivators dream of. "

The third brother stopped talking here, and the second brother also sighed. The fifth sister Ruxue said angrily: "It's all the fault of the second brother. He only knows how to eat every day and doesn't practice well. Until now, he is not a core disciple, and Senior Brother Qingyu is not in the sect. Only the eldest brother is a core disciple in our sect. What can we do? We can't waste a quota in vain, right? "

"Humph, Ruxue, don't say that to the second brother. If you have the ability, you can compete for the position of core disciple. "At this time, the fourth sister actually spoke, but her voice was very cold, and she didn't show any mercy to Ruxue.

After hearing Jueshuang's words, Ruxue miraculously did not talk back, but just snorted.

"Four senior brothers and sisters, do you know what the restrictions are for competing for core disciples?" Wu Fan spoke at this time.

"Anyone who is above the tenth level of Qi Refining can participate, but there are hundreds of participants each time, and if you want to become a core disciple, you can only be promoted to the position of core disciple if you win the top thirty in the competition." Third senior brother Ye Lei answered Wu Fan's question.

After hearing this, Wu Fan whispered to himself: "Top thirty in the competition, tenth level of Qi Refining, three years..."

After the five people talked for a while, they all left here and returned to their own caves.

In the next time, Wu Fan planned to improve his cultivation first. He decided to hide in the sect and not go out to do the mission. Obviously, the red-haired zombie was looking for him. Wu Fan knew in his heart that the zombie would be dealt with by the Jindan ancestor, so he was not in a hurry. It would not be too late for him to go out to do the mission after the zombie had a result.

Wu Fan came to the bedroom of the small space and then began to practice.

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Half a year later in the outside world…

Wu Fan stopped practicing. He is now at the peak of the ninth level of Qi training, but the tenth level is a big bottleneck. It is very difficult to break through. He tried several times but failed. Wu Fan did not force it. He decided to consolidate his cultivation first and try again later. In the past six months, in addition to practicing, he went to his master to watch him make pills. Yesterday, he heard from his second senior brother that the red-haired zombie was besieged by three Jindan ancestors and was seriously injured and escaped. He left Xia Country. Wu Fan decided to continue to go out to do tasks. He wanted to save up enough contribution points as soon as possible, and strive to exchange the two secret techniques before the big competition, and break through the tenth level of Qi training.

The next day…Wu Fan flew away from Qingfengmen. This time, the task was to hunt down a casual cultivator. This casual cultivator called himself the black robe old ghost, and often robbed some lone low-level cultivators. At present, five outer disciples of Qingfengmen have died in his hands. His cultivation is about the tenth to eleventh level of Qi training, and he often appears in the area of ​​"Bai Lin City".

Three days later…

Outside Bailin City, more than a hundred miles away, there was a young cultivator flying slowly in the sky. He was only at the fifth level of Qi Refining, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a mid-level magic sword under his feet. After he flew for two hours, a sword light suddenly flew below him and finally stopped not far in front of him. The light dissipated, revealing a middle-aged man in his forties. He was wearing a black robe, had a full beard, was skinny, and had bloodshot eyes. He must have practiced evil skills. His appearance was extremely terrifying. As soon as the middle-aged man appeared, he laughed strangely, "Little guy, aren't you afraid of danger when you go out by yourself?"

The young monk was obviously frightened when he saw the middle-aged man. He said in a panic, "Who are you? What are you going to do?"

"Haha, who am I? Little guy, I wonder if you have heard of the old ghost in black robe? Since you asked me what I do, then I will tell you, I want to eat your flesh and drink your blood, haha..." The middle-aged man's voice was as unpleasant as a broken gong, and when he laughed, he was as ugly as an evil ghost.

After hearing what he said, the young man on the opposite side calmed down and asked again, "Are you really the old ghost in black robe?"

"Haha, little guy, are you scared when you hear my name? You can only blame your bad luck for meeting me, the old ghost." The man like an evil ghost said with evil eyes.

After confirming that this was the old ghost in black robe, the young man on the opposite side stopped trembling, the corners of his mouth began to slightly rise, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes. He said: "I am not afraid of meeting you, but I am very happy. You just said that I am unlucky, but I don't think so. In my opinion, it is your bad luck to meet me. I didn't expect that this task would be completed so quickly, haha..."

When the old ghost in black robe heard the boy's words, he instantly felt something was wrong. He felt that there must be something wrong with this boy, so he shouted: "Who are you?"

The face of the young monk on the opposite side suddenly began to change, and his height gradually lengthened. In less than two breaths, he turned into another person. This man was about 26 or 27 years old, with fair skin, bright eyes, thin lips, and was extremely handsome.

The man was none other than Wu Fan himself. He did not expect to see the old ghost in black robe so soon. Wu Fan had just arrived in Bailin City today. He had read the information about the old ghost in black robe and knew that he only robbed and killed low-level cultivators who were alone. So when he first arrived, he suppressed his cultivation to the fifth level of Qi training and changed his appearance to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. Then he flew slowly in the sky, trying to lure out the old ghost in black robe. Unexpectedly, he really lured the old ghost out in less than half a day. How could Wu Fan not be happy?