Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Wu Fan could clearly see the puzzled look on Nan Lichen's face, but he didn't explain anything.

In fact, Wu Fan didn't suddenly become interested. He just wanted to enter those mines through Ling'er to search and see if there were any materials he needed.

You know, in the depths of some large mines, there is a high probability of producing precious materials, but these materials are generally hidden very deep and difficult for ordinary people to find.

Now there are still five days before the auction starts, so I have nothing to do, so it's okay to go and look for it.

A moment later, Tie Man's tall figure, as well as Liu Yang and Dong Jie, appeared in the hall at the same time.

When good friends meet, they naturally talk and laugh. It was not until an incense stick of time that they left the mountain gate and went to several mines of the original Xingzong.

In the next few days, Wu Fan kept searching in those mines, but it was a pity that although Ling'er also found a few good materials, none of them were what he needed.

Finally, Wu Fan had no choice but to return in disappointment. It was not until the day of the auction that he went to Qianbao Hall alone.

Now that he is here again, Wu Fan is full of emotion. He remembers that it has been nearly 150 years since he last came here to attend the auction, but now he is no longer that little monk.

After he entered Qianbao Hall, he was respectfully led to a reception room by a maid. After waiting for a while, a white-haired old man hurried in.

"Hey...! Senior Wu, you are finally here. Come with me to the second floor. I have already reserved the best private room for you there. You can directly overlook the auction table below. Oh, by the way, Elder Dongguo has been waiting for you. I will call him over now."

As soon as Old Qi saw Wu Fan, a look of surprise instantly appeared on his old face, so he bowed and quickly winked at the maid next to him.

Seeing this, the pretty woman immediately guessed who the visitor was. She was horrified and didn't dare to neglect anything. After respectfully bowing to Wu Fan, she ran out quickly.

"Haha, Mr. Qi is thoughtful. In that case, let's go up."

Wu Fan smiled and nodded, and without saying much, he led the way out.

Mr. Qi followed closely with a smile on his face, constantly looking for topics to talk to Wu Fan, and seemed very enthusiastic.

But it's no wonder. Since Wu Fan left here more than 30 years ago, Mr. Qi has heard too many rumors about Wu Fan. It can be said that every one of them shocked him and even made him feel awed. Now that he sees this senior again, his attitude will naturally change a lot.

A moment later, in an antique private room, Wu Fan was half-lying on a chair in a lazy posture, looking down at the first floor through a crystal window.

On his right hand side was a table filled with various rare spiritual fruits, spiritual teas and other things.

As for Old Qi, he was always by his side, with a smile on his face, mumbling something.

At this moment, nearly seven or eight hundred people had gathered in the hall on the first floor, and people were constantly walking in from outside. It can be seen that there must be many precious things in this auction, otherwise it would not have attracted so many people.

As in the past, those who are eligible to participate in the auction must be cultivators above the foundation-building stage. At this moment, the rows of seats were almost full of people.

After looking for a while, Wu Fan raised his head slightly, and a layer of black light appeared in the depths of his eyes, so he looked at the private rooms on the second floor.

Although each private room was protected by an isolation formation, how could it block the inspection of the Heavenly Demon Eye? In just a moment, Wu Fan had a full view of those dozens of people.

As expected, all the people on the second floor were Jindan stage cultivators, and he had even seen almost all of them.

However, what he did not expect was that in addition to him, there were actually five Yuanying-stage cultivators who came to the auction. Among these five people, he also knew two of them. They were the two who came to congratulate him on his wedding day thirty years ago.

One of them was a short-haired man with a strong body and a face full of flesh. The other was a hunchbacked old man with white hair and white eyebrows and a kind face. Their cultivation was in the early stage of Yuanying.

If Wu Fan remembered correctly, the big man was a very famous casual cultivator. Everyone called him "Reverend Ganlong". The other was the ancestor of a nearby sect, named "Qing Fangyi".

These two people toasted Wu Fan a lot at the wedding banquet that day, and they seemed very friendly.

However, when he saw the two again this time, Wu Fan did not mean to go over to say hello, and pretended not to notice them.

As for the other three people, Wu Fan did not recognize any of them. I think they were not from nearby countries.

But this is a bit strange. Logically speaking, there is no treasure in this auction. Apart from the Thorn Spirit Vine, which is still useful for Yuanying stage cultivators, he has never heard of anything else that is worth these people coming all the way here. Moreover, the Thorn Spirit Vine has just been sold by someone else, so the timing is not right.

Could it be that these three people came here for another purpose?

Wu Fan frowned slightly and thought secretly.

But soon, he shook his head and stopped thinking about it. Instead, he looked at the three people carefully.

One of them was a thin old man with a high nose bridge and a protruding jawbone. This person had narrow eyes and a slightly dark red face, giving people a sharp and mean look.

The other person was a young man who was only five feet tall, with a fair complexion and a simple and honest look. He had clear eyes, neatly groomed black hair, and a faint smile on his face, as if he was a young man from a wealthy family who had not experienced much of the world.

As for the last person, it was a beautiful young woman with a slender figure, fair skin, charming eyes, and very bold clothes. Only a few important parts were covered by pink clothes. It can be said that her curvy figure was undoubtedly revealed, which made people's eyes light up.

But Wu Fan only took a glance and retracted his gaze. In terms of appearance, there was still some gap between this woman and Chang Xi.

However, according to his observation, these three people were all cultivators in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. Only the thin old man had a deeper mana in his body, and he should have reached the peak of the early stage.

When Wu Fan turned his head, he immediately looked at the door and sat up straighter.

At this time, the old man Qi also turned his head and looked over.

At this time, the door of the private room was pushed open from the outside, and then a figure slowly walked in.

"Haha, I didn't expect that you would come here in such a limited time, brother Wu. I thought you were in seclusion and couldn't come in a short time."

As soon as Dongguo Wen entered the room, he laughed at Wu Fan, looking very enthusiastic.

"Haha, I was indeed in seclusion before, but as soon as I heard that the material of Thorn Spirit Vine was available, I hurried here. Fellow Daoist Dongguo also knows that I have been looking for this thing for a long time."

Wu Fan stood up and smiled and bowed enthusiastically.