Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

After he said this, everyone present immediately understood and turned to look at Wu Fan with curiosity in their eyes.

As for Wu Fan himself, he smiled bitterly and did not make any excuses. He knew without thinking that everyone must have a bad impression of him at this moment, and it was useless to say more.

"Heh...! So that's how it is. This kid is really interesting. He has been in Dongjin for a short time and has caused so many troubles. Not only is he bloodthirsty, but he can even steal. It seems that he really doesn't take the cultivators of Dongjin seriously!"

As expected, Li Cangming sneered first, with a teasing tone in his words.

"Humph! Since he showed up today, let's settle the old and new accounts with him. I wonder how he can escape this time."

Bai Chenjin snorted coldly and reached out to take out the string of Buddhist beads.

"That's right. This person just took away the Heart Sutra and the relic. These are the relics we have worked so hard to find. We must not let him take them away."

At this time, Li Canghai also smiled coldly. The four skulls circling around him suddenly flew into the sky and turned into a size of ten feet suspended in the air, looking like they were waiting for an opportunity to attack.

But as soon as he said this, Li Cangming, Monk Jishi, Bai Xifeng, and Li Nanxi were shocked and their faces turned ugly instantly.

They really didn't expect that the treasure had fallen into this person's hands, and they were the two most important ones.

Only Jin Nansong looked indifferent. After all, for him, it didn't matter who took away the classics and the relic.

At this moment, Li Cangming stared at Li Canghai fiercely, muttering "waste" in a low voice.

Even Monk Jishi couldn't help but look at Bai Chenjin, with disappointment flashing in his eyes.

"Mr. Wu, the Buddhists say that if there are sentient beings who steal the money, property, grains, or even one thing from the permanent residents and do not take it back, they will fall into the Avici Hell and suffer for thousands of millions of kalpas, with no hope of escape. No matter what, your behavior of stealing other people's things is wrong, and there is no reason for it. You are also a cultivator, so it is better to have a fear of God!"

"How about this, I will make the decision today. As long as you return the things of the Bai family to them, and hand over the Heart Sutra and the relics, I will make the decision to let you leave and will never embarrass you. As for what you did in Ningzhou, it has nothing to do with us. We will not interfere, nor will we disclose your whereabouts. I wonder if this is okay?"

Monk Jishi just pondered for a moment, then put his hands together, and gave Wu Fan a long speech, looking compassionate.

But after he said this, the faces of the others changed, and they all turned to look at him.

"Brother, why are you...!"

Bai Chenjin was caught off guard by this sentence. He wanted to say something with his eyes wide open, and there was obvious resentment in his eyes!

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the slightly indifferent voice of Jishi Monk.

"I have made up my mind, brother, please don't bother!"

The firm attitude of this sentence made several people look at each other.

Among them, Li Cangming turned his eyes, glanced at the fierce monkey not far away, and remained silent. He already understood the intention of Jishi Monk.

It can be seen that the monk was afraid of this person and was afraid that he could not stop him.

"This...!"

Bai Chenjin frowned, and after a moment of hesitation, he said no more.

Li Canghai also angrily shook his arms and looked up at the sky. Anyway, it had nothing to do with him, not to mention that his cousin also acquiesced.

Unexpectedly, Wu Fan's words made everyone angry.

"Saint monk, you should put away your rhetoric. The life of a cultivator is against the will of heaven. According to what you said, are we all doing things against the will of heaven? If Saint monk believes in heaven, then why didn't I see you die under the thunder tribulation? Why did you resist the punishment of heaven? Humph, I, Wu, never believe in the Avici Hell. If you have the ability, get me down now, otherwise, when I achieve immortality, I will overturn the hell!"

Wu Fan naturally saw the thoughts of Jishi monk, so he retorted without thinking, with an extremely arrogant look.

Wanting him to hand over the things voluntarily, that's impossible. Now he is going to die, how can he care about those things that cannot be verified? The most important thing is to get rid of the blood evil quickly.

Not to mention being forced by these people, even if it is the old monster in the God Transformation Stage himself, he will try his luck.

"You...! Okay, if Mr. Wu doesn't believe me, I won't force you, but it's a fact that you stole things. Do you think it's right for you to do so?"

Hearing these words, Monk Jishi's originally calm expression suddenly became uncertain, and his mind was almost unstable. It was not until he took two deep breaths that he spoke indifferently.

At this moment, the others were also stunned, and their faces looked strange.

"What's wrong with that? The treasures in the world are available to everyone. If you have the ability, just come and steal my things. Besides, do you dare to admit that those things of the Bai family were obtained by clean means?"

Wu Fan rolled his eyes, his face was not red, and his heart was not beating. He said it with confidence!

"I... Alas!"

Monk Jishi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and sighed, clasped his hands together, and said Amitabha!

"It seems that the holy monk can't guarantee it. If that's the case, then why can't I take it? In addition, the scriptures and relics are ownerless. I took them with my own ability, so why should I hand them over? If I remember correctly, you have already discussed it before. Whoever gets the treasure will own it, and no one can snatch it away."

Wu Fan raised the corners of his mouth and continued to talk with a smile in his eyes. Although these words seemed reasonable, they were obviously nonsense.

At this time, Ling'er was hiding her mouth and smiling sweetly, looking at Wu Fan with eyes filled with admiration.

"this……!"

Monk Jishi frowned slightly, and immediately wanted to say something. Although he had always been calm, he was still very angry. To be honest, he had no selfish motives. He came this time for the Prajna Heart Sutra, and naturally he didn't want to leave empty-handed. Returned.

But before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Li Cangming coldly.

"Hmph! What nonsense did the holy monk talk to him? Let me tell you, what he said makes sense. Those who have power in the treasure live there. As long as we kill him, the treasure will naturally belong to us."

Li Cangming was already impatient. This was not a debate competition. Since the other party had made it clear that he would not hand over the things, he really couldn't understand why the monk was talking nonsense.

"Yes, senior brother, this kid is a treacherous villain. If you can reason with him, just kill him."

At this time, Bai Chenjin also said something in agreement. At this moment, he was also furious and furious. Could it be that he deserved to be stolen? There is no such truth in the world!

At this moment, Li Canghai and others also had pale faces, and they all spoke in agreement.

"Amitabha, since Donor Wu is so stubborn, don't blame us for taking action against you!"

Seeing everyone's expressions, Monk Jishi frowned, glanced at the monkey in a vague way, said the Buddha's name helplessly, and then looked at Wu Fan with a solemn expression.