Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

"But..., where is Brother Wu now? Do any of you know?"

Gong Yugan frowned, looking over. However, at this moment, his face also held a worried expression, but this worry was very sincere and pure, clearly genuinely concerned about Wu Fan.

"I don't know, but I think they have already gone down the mountain, because we have carefully sensed along the way, and apart from Fellow Daoist Huangfu, there have been no fighting sounds in other places. This relic is only a few dozen miles in radius, and no matter what, we should be able to hear any sounds."

Madam Yan shook her head, and then said as her eyes flickered.

She remembered that before rushing here, they thought this was Wu Fan's battlefield, but Ling'er said it wasn't. When they arrived, they found it really wasn't. This made them feel strange. Now that they thought about it, this was the only possibility.

However, if they really went down the mountain, then they wouldn't be worried. After all, there were thousands of disciples they brought below, and Wu Fan might not be in danger.

"Yes, Madam Yan's guess is very reasonable! They should have gone down the mountain. Or there is another possibility!"

At this time, Huangfu Sheng also nodded in agreement, then said with a strange expression, while also glancing at Ling'er obscurely.

Sure enough, Ling'er's face darkened when she heard this, and she glared at him fiercely.

"Impossible, if Brother Wu had been killed, why hasn't Ming Qianzong returned by now?"

Gong Yugan was first startled, but immediately denied this view. He naturally understood what Huangfu Sheng meant.

The others exchanged glances upon hearing this, and then turned to look at Ling'er.

"I can't sense it, but you don't have to worry, my master is very safe!"

Ling'er still looked calm, and said casually.

But these words made the others stunned.

"Hmm~? What do you mean by that?"

Xiahou Jian was surprised and couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

The other people also looked at each other, really not understanding what Ling'er meant. Although Wu Fan's strength was good, it shouldn't be said that he was very safe. Where did this confidence come from?

"Don't ask too much, let's just wait!"

Ling'er waved her hand, not wanting to explain too much. After the words fell, she sat down on the ground by herself, looking like she was going to meditate for a long time.

Her actions made the others even more curious, but they didn't want to ask too much.

"Then we can't just wait here, why don't we go down the mountain and see first? If Brother Wu is not at the foot of the mountain, then we can bring more people up to look for him, otherwise I really can't rest assured!"

Gong Yugan was a little anxious. After glancing at the composed Ling'er, he suggested.

"Okay, then we'll follow Fellow Daoist Gongyu's suggestion! Let's go take a look!"

The others nodded in agreement, and without paying attention to Ling'er, they got up and left.

But Ling'er rolled her eyes at the backs of the others, and did not try to stop them.

Because she knew that her master was not at the foot of the mountain, otherwise she would have sensed it long ago. The others were going down for nothing.

As for why she couldn't sense her master now, there was only one possibility, that her master had entered a small space.

Only that small space, which formed its own world and had independent rules, could completely shield the master-servant contract between them. She was already familiar with this situation.

Because in the past few hundred years, every time she ran out to play, once her master entered a small space, she would completely lose contact.

Unless she was within her master's spiritual sense range, and her master took the initiative to send a message to her, there was no possibility. And her master only had this ability after advancing to the Nascent Soul stage.

But this place blocked spiritual sense. Unless she and her master were close, and her master happened to extend his spiritual sense, she would be able to sense him.

But this was a bit difficult, so she simply chose to wait, and didn't even bother to look for him.

However, she wasn't worried about anything, because she guessed her master's intention, and now she just needed to wait.

Sure enough, in less than the time it takes to eat a meal, Huangfu Sheng and the others returned, and they also brought more than a dozen Golden Core stage cultivators, all with cultivation bases above the middle stage of the Golden Core stage.

However, the expressions of Gong Yugan and the others were extremely calm, obviously everything was fine below.

"Miss Ling'er really guessed right, Fellow Daoist Wu is not at the foot of the mountain. Now, I'm afraid there is only one possibility, that the two of them fought into some kind of illusion."

Madam Yan said indifferently as soon as she came up.

"Yes, I also guessed that, but there are countless illusions at the foot of the mountain, we don't know which one they are in!"

Ling'er opened her eyes and said softly.

"Yes, it is indeed very difficult to find! It seems we can only wait. With Fellow Daoist Wu's attainments in formations, it would be easy to break through the formation and come out. Since he doesn't come out, then obviously he doesn't want to come out. According to my guess, he should be hiding somewhere."

Madam Yan said as her eyes flickered.

"That's right. And as far as I know, that Ming Qianzong doesn't understand formations. Now that he doesn't have that Fatty Pan to help him, it will be difficult for him to come out as well. It seems that the time we have to wait will probably not be short."

Huangfu Sheng nodded in agreement, and then said with a indifferent expression.

"It doesn't matter, Brother Wu definitely knows that the longer he hides, the more beneficial it will be for him. But I think he will come out in a day or two."

Gong Yugan looked relaxed and at ease. Now that the others were gathered together, and they also knew that Wu Fan was not in danger, he was not worried about anything.

As for why he said that, it was because Wu Fan knew that they would win sooner or later, and with those disciples on the mountain, as long as he dragged it out long enough, when he came out again, there would be a large number of people to help him defend against the enemy.

And this time should not exceed two days.

The other people also agreed with this view, and then sat down cross-legged.

It's just that they miscalculated. Two days later, they did not wait for Wu Fan.

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At the same time, in that jungle swamp illusion, Ming Qianzong had stopped his aimless attacks, and instead controlled the Mantra Cauldron to form a light shield around his body, while he closed his eyes and rested.

As for those illusionary demon beasts, they naturally couldn't break through the light shield.

There was no way, it had been several hours now, but he still couldn't find Wu Fan's trace.

And constantly controlling the Mantra Cauldron, even he couldn't hold on. He simply stopped and waited.

However, he was convinced that the other party was here, so he was not in a hurry, just waiting to see how long the other party could hide.

You must know that even the best stealth talisman will eventually run out of spiritual power. As for saying that the other party's own stealth technique is powerful, he completely doesn't believe it. There are not many stealth techniques that can hide from his spiritual eyes.

So, as long as the talisman loses its effect, he is not afraid of not waiting for Wu Fan.

Of course, even if he wanted to go out now, there was no way, because when he came up the mountain, he relied entirely on Fatty Pan to break the formations.

As for the safety of the others outside, that was not something he could consider now.