Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Upon hearing this, the other two people also took a closer look at the body.

"This..., haha!"

Wu Fan also looked at the body, finally smiled and said nothing, but picked up the tea cup and took a sip to hide his embarrassment.

"Oh~, I remembered that Wu Daoyou is also a physical practitioner. It seems that you had a head-to-head fight with this person. He is really awesome!"

At this time, Jia Hantian also reacted, saying in a joking manner, with a half-smiling expression on his face.

Shen Qingyang and Xia Houjian shook their heads and smiled bitterly when they heard this. Needless to say, everyone knew that Wu Fan had just lied. However, as a result, they were even more shocked by Wu Fan's strength.

After all, he is only an early-stage cultivator, and he is not very old. Now he can rely on his physical strength to defeat a mid-stage physical cultivator and kill him. Such a record is really hard to admire.

"Well, let's get down to business. I have destroyed the enemy's teleportation array that leads directly to the eastern region. I guess the opponent will not make any next move in a short time. Our Fengxiao City will be stable for a while, but I don't know. What do you want to do with the formation master named Nie?"

Wu Fan smiled awkwardly when he heard this, so he quickly changed the subject and talked about other things.

Upon hearing this, the three of them all looked solemn, and Shen Qingyang said with emotion:

"Alas! Speaking of this matter, Wu Daoyou, you have made a great contribution. Fortunately, you broke this matter in time and nipped the enemy's conspiracy in the cradle. Otherwise, I am afraid that Fengxiao City will not be protected."

"To be honest, I don't know what reward you can use to offset your great achievements this time. But it just so happens that "Fellow Daoist Zhuge" from the Dragon Falling Alliance has returned now. I will bother Daoist Xiahou to go there soon and see. Let’s see what Fellow Daoist Zhuge says. I’m sure he won’t treat you badly, Fellow Daoist Wu.”

When Shen Qingyang said this, he couldn't help but glance at Xia Houjian. After seeing the other party nodded in agreement, he hesitated and said:

"As for the formation master...! Since Wu Daoyou has brought him back, we must make the best use of him. After all, such people are extremely rare, and it would be a pity to waste them. So I am planning to cast a forbidden divine spell in his body. , let him serve us honestly from now on. What do you think of my decision?"

When Shen Qingyang said this, he glanced at Xia Houjian and Jia Hantian again.

"I agree!"

"I don't have any objection either!"

The two of them saw this without hesitation and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, that's what we've decided!"

Shen Qingyang smiled slightly and then fell silent.

But at this time, Wu Fan and Xuanchengzi were surprised and couldn't help but look at each other.

The two of them were surprised because they heard the name of the person named Zhuge. You must know that this person was the great monk of the Dragon Falling Alliance who had never shown up, a true late-stage Nascent Soul monk. The two of them did not expect that this person who had always been invisible to the dragon would now be in Fengxiao City.

"In that case, Wu will go back first, everyone, take your leave!"

After being surprised, Wu Fan put down the tea cup in his hand, stood up and handed over to several people and said.

"Haha, I'm leaving too, that old man."

At this time, Xuanchengzi also stood up and cupped his hands with a smile.

"You two have worked hard this time, go back and have a good rest!"

Shen Qingyang didn't hold back, and stood up with a smile to say goodbye.

At this time, the other two people also stood up, all looking polite.

However, Xia Houjian seemed to have thought of something, looked at Wu Fan and smiled:

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Wu, wait for the news after you go back. Then I will send a message to you to come and meet the great elder of our alliance."

"Haha, I'm sorry to trouble fellow Daoist Xiahou!"

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After Wu Fan and Xuanchengzi left, they returned directly to their respective residences without getting together.

After all, Xuanchengzi has not been back for four or five years, so there must be many things to deal with.

As for Wu Fan, after returning to his residence, he first summoned several military generals and ministers. After learning that nothing happened in the sect during this period, he entered the small space.

He didn't know when the great monk would summon him, so he didn't wait outside.

Unexpectedly, just one night had passed, and a transmission note flew from his cave in the early morning of the next day.

So, he left the residence again.

…

There are almost no tree-lined places in Fengxiao City. After all, this is a war fortress. Looking around, you can only see depressing black buildings.

But there is only one place where there are not only green mountains and green waters, but also bamboo forests and sea of ​​flowers, which is really eye-catching. Looking around, it feels like you have arrived at a place where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. It is extremely rare to see such a scene in this wind-whispering city.

However, no one dares to come here, and no one even dares to fly over it, just because this place is the residence of the great monk of the Falling Dragon Alliance.

You must know that such characters, even if they go to the Eastern Jin Dynasty, are the top existences. They can even seize a territory and establish a sect. It is self-evident how noble their status is.

However, today, a ray of light flew here, as if it was very purposeful, and flew into a small valley in a few flashes.

There, there is an antique three-story attic standing there.

The visitor looked around, then walked into the attic without stopping.

"Haha, you must be Wu Fan, Fellow Daoist Wu, right? I, Zhuge Qingtian, have been waiting for Fellow Daoist here for a long time!"

In the attic hall, there was an old man with a kind face and black and white hair sitting on a chair.

It was not entirely correct to say that this man was an old man. He looked old, but his face was wrinkle-free, and even gave people a ruddy and smooth feeling. He was somewhat handsome, and could be said to be an old middle-aged man.

This man was wearing a simple blue shirt, with a moderate figure and no airs, but for some reason, this man sitting there gave people a sharp temperament, making people feel that they dared not look directly at him.

When this man saw someone coming in from the door, he did not show any arrogance, but stood up with a smile to greet him.

"It is Wu, I have kept you waiting for a long time!"

Wu Fan carefully looked at the person in front of him, and was shocked, but he remained calm on his face, and hurriedly bowed his hands to be polite.

To be honest, Wu Fan had never faced a great monk so closely before, and now that he saw it with his own eyes, he felt a little nervous.

Of course, he was not afraid. After all, the other party had no grudges against him, so there was no need to worry about him being unfavorable to him.

"Haha, it's okay. I'm very free. It's nothing to wait a little longer. Fellow Daoist Wu, please sit here. I've already made tea. Please try it."

Zhuge Qingtian waved his hand, looking indifferent, and then pointed to the chair next to him and said with a smile.

"Thank you!"

Wu Fan smiled and nodded, and sat on the chair without being polite, and took a sip of the teacup.