Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

"He is really a fellow Taoist from the Tianya Chamber of Commerce. Haha, I was rash just now. In that case, fellow Taoist, please leave! We are only capturing the remnants of the Beidou Territory and will not embarrass our fellow Taoist from your alliance."

The tall and thin old man took the token and looked it over for a moment, then changed his attitude 18 degrees, immediately put on a smile, and threw the token back.

However, no matter how you look at it, this person looks domineering, and even the smile on his face seems to be forced out, but his attitude is quite reasonable.

The twenty or so people behind them also put away their magic weapons at this time, and turned their heads to the side indifferently.

Wu Fan didn't say anything. After a moment, he took the token and continued walking forward.

The tall and thin old man glanced at Wu Fan's back coldly, waved his arm, and flew away with his subordinates.

………

After a cup of tea, at the entrance of the Tianya Chamber of Commerce's Yunlan Kingdom branch, Wu Fan showed the gatekeeper his token of affairs elder and easily entered the huge building.

After a while...!

In a luxurious room, Wu Fan returned to his original appearance, sitting on a chair and sipping tea. Next to him, an old man in the late stage of Jindan stood respectfully.

"Little friend, I wonder when "Ding Daoyou" will come?"

Wu Fan put down the teacup in his hand, turned to look at the old man beside him and asked.

"Returning to Senior Wu, Elder Ding was in retreat before. Normally, there are no visitors recently. However, when the junior was communicating just now, Elder Ding clearly told you to wait for a moment, and he will come to see you soon. of."

This was a fat old man with a slightly plump figure and a kind face. After hearing the words, he hurriedly bowed and saluted, and began to narrate with a smile, which was somewhat garbled. After all, Wu Fan just asked casually.

However, it can be seen that this person has a delicate heart and is very smooth in doing things. He said some kind words for Elder Ding without leaving any trace.

Of course, as the person in charge of the auction, being tactful is also a basic skill. It is said that this old man is a very famous auctioneer.

"Well, Wu knows that in recent years, there has been a war between the two domains, and auctions have rarely been held here. It seems that Wu disturbed fellow Taoist Ding's retreat."

Wu Fan touched his nose and smiled modestly.

"What did Senior Wu say? After all, your status is different. Elder Ding can not see others, but how can he not see you. Junior heard clearly just now. Elder Ding knew that it was you who came, but he was very happy."

When the fat old man smiled, his little eyes narrowed into slits. As he talked, he refilled the cup Wu Fan had just emptied. He was very attentive.

When Wu Fan heard this, he grinned, said nothing, and drank tea again.

"That...! Senior Wu, I dare to ask, I heard before that during the battle in Qianlong City, you were chased by that Ming Qianzong...!"

Seeing Wu Fan didn't speak, the fat old man hesitated for a moment, then rolled his eyes and wanted to inquire about something. But before he finished speaking, Wu Fan at the side suddenly put down his tea cup and looked up towards the door.

At this moment, before anyone came, a hearty laugh came from outside.

"Haha, I heard that Fellow Daoist Wu is here. This is a rare visitor. I'm sorry. I was practicing a secret technique just now, and I kept Fellow Daoist Wu waiting for a long time."

As soon as he finished speaking, a person quickly walked in from the door.

This is a thin old man with mediocre appearance. He is wearing a gray robe. His face is ruddy and shiny, without any wrinkles. His hair is half black and white. He looks like he is in his sixties, and is younger than the fat old man next to him. Quite a few.

However, when this person walked, he walked like a dragon and a tiger. He exuded a unique temperament. At first glance, he looked like the kind of person who had been in a high position for a long time. Moreover, his cultivation level was not low. He was actually a peak monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. I am afraid he was not as good as What's wrong with Xia Houjian?

As soon as this person entered the room, his eyes fell on Wu Fan. Then his eyes lit up and he hurriedly walked forward and bowed his hand politely to Wu Fan.

At this time, the fat old man kept silent. He knew that when the uncle came, he was not qualified to interrupt.

"You're welcome, fellow Daoist Ding. It's Wu who came here to disturb your practice!"

Wu Fan did not dare to neglect and hurriedly stood up and returned the salute. Although he had never met this person, he had already heard some rumors about him.

It is said that his name is "Ding Wensong" and he has a high status in the Tianya Chamber of Commerce. He is also the helmsman of all branches in the Beidou Domain. For an elder like him, most of the several missions every hundred years are ordered by this person behind his back. .

"It's not in the way, it's not in the way. Fellow Daoist Wu being able to come to my place has already made me shine. It's not too late for me to be happy. As for the secret technique, it's not a matter of urgency. It won't be too late to practice it after a while."

Ding Wensong smiled and waved his hand without any airs, and his words were extremely polite. I don't know if he is afraid of the person behind Wu Fan, or if he is afraid of Wu Fan's strength.

However, as soon as this person finished speaking, he immediately asked with a solemn expression:

"But Fellow Daoist Wu, I am a little curious about something. It is said that during the battle in Qianlong City eight years ago, you were hunted down by Ming Qianzong and disappeared without a trace. Where have you been in these years? Why did you only show up now?"

The old man paused for a moment before Wu Fan could reply, and then said:

"You may not know that your battle eight years ago has already spread all over the country. The outside world is your legend! And as far as I know, Master Qianyang has been sending people to find you these years."

The old man looked filled with emotion, looking at Wu Fan with expressions of surprise, curiosity, fear, admiration, etc.

It’s not surprising that the old man looked like this, because he had heard that Wu Fan not only killed six Nascent Soul monks in that battle, but three of them were mid-level monks. The most frightening thing is that even the great monk Xing Gusheng , and almost died in the hands of this person in the end. He had never heard of such achievements, even in the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

Now that he finally saw him in person, the old man was naturally curious. His eyes kept scanning Wu Fan from beginning to end, as if he was looking at a monster.

"Is there such a thing? Haha, Wu really doesn't know. To be honest, I have been healing in a hidden place for these years, and I have just come out."

Wu Fan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, couldn't help but smile bitterly, and found an excuse at random.

"Healing? Alas...! It seems that Wu Daoyou was still injured in the hands of Ming Qianzong, but this is not surprising. After all, this person is a long-famous late-stage monk, and he also has an imitation spiritual treasure. Wu Daoyou can from now on It is unbelievable to escape from human hands, I think it is impossible. "

Ding Wensong was startled for a moment, and then he pretended to sigh, but he did not dare to praise stingily in his words. Even a person of his status would inevitably flatter someone like Wu Fan.

It seems that as long as you have absolute strength, you will be respected everywhere.