Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Time flies, and a year has passed in the small space.

On this day, Wu Fan was sitting cross-legged in the practice room. He had his eyes closed tightly and was holding a black flag in his hand. The flag was covered with golden arcs, and the crackling sound was endless. Even faintly in Xiaoqi, bursts of screams and howling ghosts and wolves could be heard.

And on top of the pitch black flag, from time to time, a small bag would bulge out. If you look closely, it turns out to be the shape of a human head. The facial features are clearly visible, as if they are trying to break through the seal and escape. Judging from the distorted howling on their faces, it is obvious that He was enduring great pain.

However, Wu Fan was unmoved by this and kept refining it. Until a moment later, the little flag finally returned to normal and the screams inside disappeared.

From then on, Wu Fan touched the small flag with his palm, and the bouncing golden arc disappeared immediately.

"Haha, it took more than half a year to finally refine this Ten Thousand Soul Banner."

Wu Fan opened his eyes, looked down at Xiao Qi and chuckled.

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw his arm and the small flag immediately flew up and stopped motionless in the air in front of him.

Then without hesitation, Wu Fan quickly began to form seals with his hands, and the mysterious runes were driven into the small flag. This action actually took an hour. Until then, the small flag was covered with The runes were flickering with yellow light.

Wu Fan nodded with satisfaction when he saw this. These rune marks are exactly the ghost-controlling technique inherited by the Ghost Spirit Sect from ancient times. Although it is only a part of it, it is actually the most critical step in refining the Ten Thousand Soul Banner. Only in this way, Only those ghosts will be sealed and obey his orders without backlash.

After doing this, Wu Fan bit the tip of his tongue again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and quickly seeped into the small flag. Then he saw that the small flag suddenly lit up with a golden glow, and began to tremble, but soon, that The golden light disappeared and Xiaoqi returned to normal.

It wasn't until this moment that Wu Fan smiled knowingly that he truly had control over this Ten Thousand Souls Flag.

Then I saw the magic formula in his hand change, and bursts of obscure spells came out from his mouth. At the same time, the small flag in front suddenly trembled, and then suddenly released a large amount of evil energy, and at the same time, the black mist quickly During the surge, the flag quickly turned into a giant ten-foot-long flag, standing quietly in the practice room.

Wu Fan had no expression on his face and slapped the pillar-like flagpole with one hand. At the same time, the crazily dancing flag above suddenly shook, and a pitch-black light spot appeared on it.

Then a terrifying scene appeared. The moment the black spot took shape, it immediately began to rotate and expand. In just one breath, it turned into a giant vortex two feet in size.

Black smoke billowed inside the vortex, as if it were a portal to hell. There were bursts of shrill ghost screams, and at the same time, an extremely pure Yin Qi suddenly emerged.

After Wu Fan let out a sharp roar, a large number of ghosts instantly emerged from the vortex, scrambling to crawl out, all showing their teeth and claws. The scene was extremely terrifying.

In just a moment, the entire sky was filled with countless ferocious ghosts, and the five evil ghosts were also among them.

But the strange thing is that when those ghosts saw Wu Fan, they did not rush forward. Instead, they showed fear on their faces and looked like they were obeying orders.

When Wu Fan saw this, he nodded with satisfaction and was not ready to continue trying. Instead, he slapped the flag pole with one hand. Soon, the ghosts returned to the flag, and the entire space returned to tranquility. The soul flag also immediately became three feet in size and was put away by him.

"Alas! It's been a year, and now we have just refined the Golden Cloud Mirror and the Ten Thousand Soul Banner. It seems we have to hurry up."

Wu Fan whispered softly, then without further delay, he immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, took out the other two black flags, and continued to refine.

It wasn't until two months later that he successfully refined the soul-controlling banners of Devil May Cry's two men and collected all the ghosts inside into the Ten Thousand Soul Banners.

After finishing this, Wu Fan only rested for one day before he started making talismans again.

First of all, he made some ordinary high-level talismans. Although these talismans can only fight against Golden Core Stage monks, if the number is large enough, even Yuanying Stage monks can also be threatened.

Wu Fan had often made this kind of talisman before, and he was very familiar with it. In just two months, he had successfully produced hundreds of them.

Due to limited time, Wu Fan stopped drawing at this point, and instead prepared to make the "Beast Spirit Talisman".

But before drawing this talisman, he needed to refine some talisman paper with dragon skin and refine the dragon blood, so he got busy again, and it wasn't until half a month later that he completed the preparations.

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On this day, Wu Fan sat quietly on the ground. There was a table in front of him. This table was made of unknown precious refined iron and looked extremely strong and simple.

At this moment, on the table, there are more than a dozen dark yellow blank talisman papers, and on the right side is a jar, which contains most of the blood essence.

Wu Fan stared at the two objects above, took a deep breath, and turned his palm, and an instrument like a brush appeared in his hand.

This brush is not an ordinary thing. It was made by Wu Fan using various precious materials. It is called "Spirit Talisman Brush" and is specially used for drawing talismans. In view of the precious materials used in this brush, it has exceeded the level of a spiritual weapon. , so after all these years, Wu Fan is still using it.

Even if it is used to make this beast spirit talisman, this pen is fully capable of doing the job and will not be damaged by the strong spiritual power impact.

Now that everything is ready, Wu Fan did not delay anything. He reached out and picked up a piece of talisman paper and placed it in front of him. Then he dipped the talisman pen in blood and began to draw.

When drawing talismans, you must concentrate and not be careless. Even if you make a mistake, the talisman will be useless.

Wu Fan was like this at the moment. He frowned slightly and behaved very seriously and cautiously. Even when he was pouring spiritual power into the talisman pen with his right hand, he was extremely careful. When he was drawing the mysterious rune, he dared not be careless at all.

However, even so, when he finished drawing most of the rune, an accident still happened.

Just when Wu Fan had just drawn a line, because the mana in his body was not well controlled, the talisman paper suddenly burst into a strong spiritual power fluctuation.

Wu Fan's face changed when he saw this. He didn't have time to think about it. He waved his arm suddenly. With a strong wind, the talisman paper was blown high into the sky.

At this moment, with a "puff", the talisman paper spontaneously ignited in the air for no reason, turned into a ball of fire, and burned it all up.

Wu Fan looked up at the ashes falling above, his face twitched, and he looked extremely distressed. After a long while, he shook his head and sighed, picked up another piece of talisman paper, and continued to paint.