Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

However, Wu Fan knew that Ming Qianzong was trying to force him out using this method.

As a result, what he feared most really happened.

At this moment, a sharp sword happened to arrive, striking directly at the isolation formation. Inevitably, a muffled sound was emitted, accompanied by the sound of shattering.

"Hmph! So you're here, Wu Fan. Let's see where you can run this time!"

Hearing the sound, Ming Qianzong looked over, snorted coldly, and immediately controlled the remaining swords to strike.

After a series of loud noises, the outermost isolation restriction set up by Wu Fan finally shattered.

But when Ming Qianzong looked closely, he only saw a flash of white light. After looking again, there was nothing inside, no one at all.

This scene stunned him.

"Could it be a means to confuse me?"

Ming Qianzong was truly bewildered. Under his perception and sight, there was indeed no one there, which couldn't be faked.

But why would the other party want to confuse him? Wasn't that redundant? This place was so big, could the other party escape?

Ming Qianzong's eyes flickered as he pondered. However, he soon snorted coldly and used the same method as before, controlling the swords to attack the vicinity indiscriminately.

As a result, explosions continued to sound in this area, trees flew horizontally, flowers and plants withered, leaving only a ground full of deep pits.

But as soon as Ming Qianzong left this place, the dilapidated scene gradually returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened here.

However, at this moment, inside the small space, Wu Fan breathed a long sigh of relief, a look of lingering fear flashing in his eyes.

"So close, so close. Fortunately, I came in time."

Wu Fan patted his chest and grinned.

That's right, just as the isolation restriction shattered, coincidentally, the time for him to enter the space had finally arrived, allowing him to successfully avoid the disaster.

In this way, he had nothing to fear. It was absolutely wishful thinking for the other party to find him.

Standing in the courtyard, Wu Fan smiled coldly. After watching Ming Qianzong outside for a while with his divine sense, he turned and walked towards the thatched hut.

Next, he planned to first improve his strength, and then seize the time to go out and seek revenge on the other party, because as time went on, he feared that Ling'er, Gong Yugan, and others would be in danger.

But if he wanted to improve his cultivation in the shortest possible time, there were only two ways: one was to refine the Instant Void Scale Sword, this top-grade ancient spiritual weapon, and the other was to refine the Giant Ape Puppet.

That's right, there were only these two ways.

As for wanting to break through to the late stage through secluded cultivation, that was not realistic.

You should know that anyone who wants to break through a realm needs to seek an opportunity, which cannot be forced. Those who are fast may be able to touch the threshold in a year or two, while those who are slow may not have a chance even in ten or eight years.

Although Wu Fan had reached the peak level, he did not dare to guarantee that he could break through the bottleneck in one secluded cultivation. He had to first calm his mind, meditate, and comprehend, which was what high-level cultivators had to experience.

But now that he was in such a situation, and worried about Ling'er's safety, he couldn't calm down at all, which made him have no confidence in breaking through the realm.

Moreover, even if he successfully advanced, he would need a lot of time to consolidate his cultivation, at least five or six years, and at most ten or twenty years.

Otherwise, once he went out to fight, if he was lucky, he would fall into the realm, and if he was unlucky, he might leave hidden injuries and cut off the path of immortality.

Therefore, the method of breaking through cultivation was immediately abandoned by him.

And the fastest way to improve cultivation was undoubtedly to refine the Instant Void Scale Sword, which could be completed in almost less than a month.

However, although this set of flying swords was powerful, it was not realistic to defeat Ming Qianzong by relying solely on it. The greatest possibility was that it would barely make him easier when fighting this person, and he would not even have the qualifications to draw a tie.

Unless he spent a lot of time practicing the swordsmanship in that portrait, including various sword formations. In this way, he had hope of gaining a great advantage.

That's right, it was gaining a great advantage, but he still couldn't kill the other party.

After all, the other party's cultivation was too high, and all kinds of methods were so strong that they were frightening!

Moreover, it would take an unknown amount of time to learn those few sets of sword formations. If he wanted to cultivate them to proficiency, it would be impossible without thirty to fifty years.

He naturally couldn't wait that long.

In this way, there was only one last way left, which was to refine the Giant Ape Puppet that he had been looking forward to for a long time.

He remembered that he only had one last material left that he couldn't find before, but unexpectedly, he was blessed by the heavens. Not long ago, he was fortunate enough to find this thing in the treasure trove, which was the Bodhi Chan Silk.

This made him overjoyed at the time and secretly excited. But in order to prevent others from seeing the clues, he had always shown a calm demeanor, and until the third round, he immediately put this treasure into his pocket.

And this material was exactly the thing used to make the Giant Ape Puppet's hair, which had the ability to restrain evil spirits and not be afraid of water and fire.

If this puppet was refined, then Ming Qianzong would be in trouble. If Wu Fan's own strength was added, under the joint efforts of the two, the other party would only be passively beaten, and there would probably be no possibility of escape.

This was also the best choice for him at the moment.

It was just that refining this puppet was not that easy. Because of the high rank and complexity, Wu Fan not only had to engrave countless array patterns inside, but also had to refine some materials, which would inevitably delay a lot of time.

Fortunately, he had refined most of the materials when he had nothing to do before, and they had all been collected. But even so, it would probably take several years to refine the puppet, and it was not certain how long it would take.

But now there was no other way to choose. In order to completely solve the big trouble of Ming Qianzong, he had to take this path.

As for Ling'er and others, they could only pray for their own blessings.

Since he had already thought it through, Wu Fan didn't dawdle. He got up and went to the cultivation room.

In that huge space, the little bird transformed by the Heavenly Luo Extreme Fire was still refining the Taiyin Ghost Fire. When it saw Wu Fan coming in, the bird chirped twice, and its eyes faintly contained a trace of weakness.

And the silver flame in its body was rampaging and暴戾.

"How is it? Do you need my help?"

Wu Fan asked with a look of concern.

Before, in order to quickly escape the ice wall blockade, he knew that this spirit flame was evolving, but he still called it out. As a result, it was conceivable.

This bird's forced battle caused it to be extremely weak and somewhat unable to suppress the Taiyin Ghost Fire. Although it would not cause its spiritual intelligence to dissipate, it would probably take a long time to recover.

"Chirp chirp!"

The little bird shook its head humanely and chirped twice.

"Since you're okay, you can go out. I'm going to be doing things here for the next few years!"

After receiving the bird's answer that it was fine, Wu Fan nodded, said something, raised his leg and walked in, casually found a place to sit cross-legged, and at the same time took out boxes one by one.

Inside were all kinds of materials.

The little bird dared not disobey. After hearing the words, it flew away from here.

So, Wu Fan took out a pill and threw it into his mouth, closed his eyes, and began to recover from his injuries.

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