Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Without stopping, he soon reached the first floor, so he walked straight out the door.

But at this moment, Ling'er's anxious voice suddenly came from behind!

"Master, someone is approaching. This person has a very high level of cultivation. He seems to be a late-stage Jindan monk!"

When Wu Fan heard this, his heart suddenly tightened, but he remained calm. After rolling his eyes, he quickly turned away and quickly covered his cheeks with both hands.

In just two breaths, when he turned around again, he had transformed into a middle-aged bearded man.

"Ling'er, you go into the spirit beast bag first, and I'll see if I can escape first. If you really can't escape, you can wait for the opportunity to come out for a sneak attack."

While transmitting messages to Ling'er, Wu Fan used the Heavenly Ghost Qi Condensation Technique to hide his own aura, so he took another invisibility charm on his body, and then quickly hid in a corner on the first floor.

At this time, Ling'er had already rushed into the spirit beast bag.

After a moment, a white shadow suddenly appeared in the courtyard. When the light dissipated, the figure of a young man was revealed, and this person was none other than the man named Yang.

I saw him frowning, turning his head and looking around for a while, then went straight into the house.

"It shouldn't be. Could it be that Brother Xiahou and the others have already left this place?"

After arriving on the first floor, the man surnamed Yang frowned even more tightly. After looking around, he went straight to the second floor.

In just a dozen breaths, the man surnamed Yang walked back from the third floor to the first floor.

His face looked a little uncertain, then he lowered his head and said:

"Come out and smell where the people here have gone."

As soon as he finished speaking, a brown afterimage instantly flew out of the spirit beast bag on the man's waist, and soon revealed his figure on the ground. It turned out to be a spirit beast that looked like a rat and a mink.

The moment the beast appeared, it barked twice, apparently in response to the man surnamed Yang, and then began to twitch its little nose slightly.

In just a few breaths, the spirit beast suddenly rushed outside at a very fast speed, and at the same time it kept making "squeaking" sounds from its mouth.

When the man surnamed Yang saw this, he also galloped towards the courtyard. However, when he just rushed out of the attic, he found that the spirit beast had stopped and was looking in one direction and screaming "Zhizhi" non-stop. .

"Whoever is hiding there, get out!"

The young man came to the side of the spirit beast and followed its gaze to look not far away. His eyes flashed coldly and his voice was extremely cold. He was obviously sure that someone was at that location.

"This fellow Taoist has just arrived here. I have no intention of offending you. I hope you won't be angry!"

In the direction where the man named Yang was looking, the space suddenly fluctuated, and then a middle-aged bearded man appeared in an instant.

Of course, this person was Wu Fan who had just escaped from the hospital, but he didn't expect that the other party would have such a strange spiritual beast, leaving him with nowhere to hide.

It's not that he didn't want to escape quickly before. You know, as long as he ran quickly just now, the air fluctuations and sounds produced would definitely be sensed by the man surnamed Yang, so he could only move forward slowly, but who would have thought that , the opponent's spiritual beast soon discovered him.

At this moment, Wu Fan was bending down and cupping his hands, with a warm smile on his face, looking extremely respectful.

"Hmph, you still dare to deceive me now. Do you think I don't know that all the treasures in this courtyard have gone into your pocket? Tell me, where did you get the method to arrange the "Six-pointed Thunder Sword Formation"!"

After hearing this, the man surnamed Yang immediately roared angrily, with a bloodthirsty look in his eyes. He obviously had murderous intentions, and his voice was extremely cold.

"Fellow Taoist, I didn't understand what you said. What is the "Six-pointed Thunder Sword Formation"? Also, this courtyard was already like this when I came down, and I didn't get anything."

Wu Fan had an innocent look in his eyes, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Hmph! You really don't shed tears without seeing the coffin. You are really looking for death. My spirit beast has already told me that there are only you and the aura of a spirit beast here. No outsiders have come here at all. How dare you lie to me? , Do you really want to die? Tell the truth quickly, or I will kill you now!"

After the man surnamed Yang heard the words, the coldness in his eyes became stronger, so he snorted angrily again, and at the same time, a green light flashed in the palm of his right hand, and a jade flute suddenly appeared, obviously he was about to take action.

"Fellow Taoist, I really didn't lie. Could it be that your spirit beast made a mistake? Well, as long as fellow Taoist can spare his next life, I am willing to hand over the storage bag. As for me, If you are not lying, all you need is a Taoist friend to find out!"

A look of helplessness appeared on Wu Fan's face. After another wry smile, he pulled the storage bag off his body and hurriedly walked towards the man named Yang with the storage bag in hand.

After seeing this scene, the man surnamed Yang couldn't help but be startled, and slowly lowered the jade flute in his hand. After Wu Fan said this, he was a little unsure at the moment, so he looked back at the other end. Spirit beast.

However, the spirit beast seemed to understand Wu Fan's words. It actually looked at the man named Yang and screamed "Zhizhi" again. It even stood upright and kept waving its two front paws.

When the man surnamed Yang saw this, he couldn't help but frowned, so he looked at Wu Fan and said coldly:

"Just stand there and throw the storage bag over!"

Wu Fan nodded when he heard the words, his face remained calm, he actually stopped and threw the storage bag over as he was told.

The man surnamed Yang was not afraid of Wu Fan's tricks, so he simply grabbed the storage bag in his hand and started checking it directly.

"What do you mean, you are also an early stage Jindan monk, why are you so poor?"

After a few breaths, the man named Yang withdrew his consciousness, then looked at Wu Fan with a strange look on his face and asked.

"Haha, fellow Taoist, you are laughing. I am just a casual cultivator, and I have just succeeded in advancing. I have already spent all my savings over the years in order to buy the golden elixir."

Wu Fan had already guessed that the other party would ask this question, so he chuckled and replied without thinking.

"No wonder, okay, since you didn't search the treasures here, I won't embarrass you by bullying the young, but I won't let you go, because there are some things I haven't figured out yet, as long as you are old Follow me honestly, and I will let you go after I find out some things."

The man surnamed Yang nodded, and after finishing speaking, he did not forget to glance at the spiritual beast in the distance, so he got up and walked to the west, obviously intending to return to Di Jinghong and others. Of course, he was not afraid that Wu Fan would take the opportunity to escape, unless The other party didn't want to live anymore, so he just walked forward on his own.

"This...! Okay!"

After Wu Fan heard this, his brows furrowed imperceptibly, so he followed him obediently.

However, while walking, Wu Fan's eyes flashed, his steps continued to speed up, and the distance between the two of them also continued to get closer.