Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

"Senior Brother Hou, is this true?"

After hearing this, the woman changed her previous frown, a look of surprise immediately appeared on her charming face, and she asked hurriedly with her eyes brightening.

The man surnamed Yu also had an excited look on his face, staring intensely at the old man surnamed Hou, obviously also waiting for confirmation.

"Do you think I am joking? I already sent the news back to the sect yesterday. The strength of Mr. Devil Crying can be ranked among the top five among all the Golden Core Stage monks in the Ghost Spirit Sect. The sect How could you not take it seriously? Don't worry, the higher ups will definitely send a fellow disciple who can defeat this person."

The old man named Hou glanced at the two of them and said angrily.

"Hehe, I feel a lot more relieved after getting confirmation from senior brother. However, it is said that our sect has the strength to compete with Devil May Cry's fellow sects. It seems that they are currently in important positions and cannot escape. Senior brother, does he know who the sect will send this time? Come?"

The man surnamed Yu smiled awkwardly at first, then asked in confusion.

"I also want to know who the sect will send here. In addition, just being able to defeat Devil May Cry is not enough. Even if that person is entangled, it is somewhat impossible for us to take back Moling Island. Unless the sect can send two A late-stage monk." The woman raised her eyebrows and said.

"I don't know about this, but since the Moling Island contains spirit stone veins, the sect will definitely try its best to snatch it back. So according to my guess, the higher-ups may send one late-stage and two mid-stage fellow sects ”

The old man surnamed Hou said with some uncertainty as his eyes flickered.

"Isn't this possible? Not to mention three Jindanqi fellow disciples, even if one is sent, the manpower on other islands will probably be taken away. If three more are sent, other places will become different. Is the defense weak? Will the sect really want to take back Mering Island first, regardless of other islands? "

After hearing this, the woman looked surprised and asked with her eyes narrowed.

"I think what junior sister said is not unreasonable. You must know that the other islands on the border are also top priorities, and the sect will definitely not give up easily. Could it be that the higher ups will send a Nascent Soul Stage monk? ?”

The man named Yu nodded at first, but then he thought of something and said in surprise.

"Senior Brother Yu, don't think about good things. This is even more impossible. Now all our Yuanying Stage monks are under the enemy's supervision. Those uncles and uncles have no chance to come to support. Even the Haotian Sect The same is true for the seniors from the Miaohuan Palace and other sects.”

The woman sneered when she heard this and shook her head in denial.

"Okay, there's no point in guessing here. We'll find out when we arrive. No matter what, we won't be able to escape from a big battle in the next few days. I just don't know if we can successfully take back the island in the end."

The old man surnamed Hou listened to the two people talking to each other, with a look of impatience on his face, and then he waved his hand and said in a deep voice.

"Even if we can't take it back, it has nothing to do with the three of us. Whether we succeed in the end depends on who the sect will send. Is it possible that if the island is not taken back, will the superiors punish us? If that is the case, then the sect will It’s so unreasonable.”

The woman looked indifferent and wanted to shirk responsibility whether she came or not.

"Junior sister Ye, I won't be in agreement with you this time because you speak so freely. However, you must think through your words in the future. After all, you were trained by the sect, so you must be of the same mind as the sect. Now our sect is facing an unprecedented situation. The crisis, as elders, what we should do most is to solve the problem for the sect, instead of trying to shirk responsibility like you. You have to remember that we will not hesitate even if we lose our lives. "

After hearing the woman's words, the old man surnamed Hou's face finally darkened, and he said in a cold voice.

The man named Yi on the side remained silent after hearing this and did not speak for the woman because he had already had an opinion about her.

When the woman saw the old man's face, she knew that she had said the wrong thing, and her face couldn't help but change. She quickly stood up and bowed:

"Senior brother is right in blaming me. Junior sister, I did say something unscrupulously. I hope senior brother will not take it to heart. In fact, junior sister, I mean what I say but don't mean it. The sect treats me well, so how can I not care about the sect."

"Hmph, it's good that you know. If you make such a mistake again in the future, don't blame me... Hey! Come on, let's go downstairs. A monk of the same level has teleported over."

The old man snorted coldly and was about to continue educating the woman, but then he seemed to sense something and quickly stood up and walked downstairs.

The man and woman were startled when they heard the words, and quickly turned their heads to look in the direction of the stairs. As they stood up, their spiritual consciousness was also released.

However, when they saw the visitor, they couldn't help but frown, and couldn't help but look at each other, but they didn't say anything and hurriedly followed the old man downstairs.

…

In the hall on the first floor, Wu Fan still looked like a scholar. When he walked out of the teleportation array, he raised his arms to the low-level disciples who were saluting in the room, and then stood still because he had sensed the presence of the people on the floor. Enter three people.

Soon, the old man surnamed Hou and others came to the first floor and quickly came to Wu Fan's side.

"I wonder if this Taoist friend...?"

The old man surnamed Hou looked at Wu Fan carefully first, then he handed over his hands and asked tentatively.

"In the next week, Yu, a casual cultivator from Xingsha Islands, just came from Sword Spirit City."

Wu Fan didn't waste any time. After briefly introducing himself, he threw a token given by the old man named Zhong to the other party.

The old man didn't hesitate. After taking the token, he inspected it carefully. But soon, he relaxed and said with a big smile:

"Haha, it turns out to be Fellow Daoist Zhou, I am Hou Lie, these two are Junior Sister Ye and Junior Brother Yu. Fellow Taoist Brother, I am really grateful that you can come to our sect from thousands of miles away to help. Hurry, there is love upstairs. Junior Sister Ye, hurry up. Go and take out my treasured "Luoyang Wine". I want to treat fellow Taoist Zhou well today."

The old man looked grateful. After briefly introducing the other two people, he ordered the woman, appearing extremely enthusiastic.

"Yes, senior brother, I'll go right away."

The woman surnamed Ye smiled and nodded. After taking a closer look at Wu Fan, she got up and went upstairs.

"Fellow Daoist Hou, there is no need to bother. My time is limited, and I have decided to go and take back Moling Island in a while. Fellow Daoist, you should take advantage of this time to organize your disciples first!"

Wu Fan waved his hand when he saw this, with an indifferent look on his face, and what he said also made the three people stunned.

"What? Go now? Well, I mean, Fellow Daoist Zhou, is this a little too hasty? In addition, it seems that we should discuss countermeasures before we go! If we go forward in such a reckless way, we will probably return without success. Fellow Daoist Zhou I don’t know, but currently on the Moling Island, in addition to one late-stage monk like you, there are also two mid-stage monks.”

The old man had a look of surprise on his face, and his eyes when he looked at Wu Fan became strange. He felt that Wu Fan was a fool, and he didn't match his scholarly appearance.