Oh, it's nothing. I'm practicing some thunder and lightning power, so I'm naturally a little curious about this thing.What are the things that fellow Taoist plans to exchange for with this item?Han Li played with the raymu in his hand for a while and replied calmly.
When he heard that Han Li really wanted to change the willow branches, the old man in Baixia was stunned. He looked Han Li up and down, and then said in a hoarse voice: Although the real purpose of this thunder wood has not been found yet, the value of this spiritual wood formed by heavenly thunder is difficult to estimate.Let’s do this. I am refining a furnace of “Qianyuan Dan” recently, but there is still no restriction on the variety of five thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. If a fellow Taoist can provide one, you can take this spiritual wood as long as you want.Of course, if a fellow Taoist has a top-level spirit stone or something of the same value, I will not refuse.
How do you know that there is a spiritual medicine under it!Han Li's heart was terrified, and Bai Xia's face suddenly became gloomy.
You don’t have to be surprised. You practice some small magical powers, and your sense of smell is much higher than that of ordinary people. The wooden box you took out when you traded with the woman in the demon clan just now, and the fragrance of medicine revealed was smelled a little.That is a spiritual medicine that has been around three thousand years old.It is very likely that if you take out such a magic medicine so easily, it is more than five thousand years old.The old man said in a low voice.
Han Li was speechless when he heard this.
He had heard of a great supernatural power in Buddhism that could strengthen the five consciousnesses of monks. The legendary power of his mind, his eyes, and his ears were similar to supernatural powers. Speaking of which, his spiritual eyes of the Ming and Qing dynasties were also a concrete manifestation of this supernatural power in a sense, but he could not reach the incredible realm in the rumors.
After thinking about the specific reason in his heart, Han Li's expression slowed down and he said slowly: So that's it.Since fellow Taoist has called for the spiritual medicine, there is really such a plant in his hands. Fellow Taoist can see if it is suitable.
Han Li had no intention of bargaining. As soon as he raised his hand, a white light flashed in his hand, and a rectangular wooden box appeared and gently threw it to the other party.
The old man was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, Han Li really agreed to his conditions at once. Naturally, he was overjoyed and took the wooden box, opened the lid and took a look, and closed it immediately.
Yes, it is indeed a 5,000-year-old elixir, which is just suitable for me to refine elixirs.The old man took away the wooden box and was extremely happy.
Seeing this, Han Li smiled slightly, and the willow branches in his hand shook slightly, and they also disappeared.Then he clasped his fists and turned around without saying a word and left.
In front of these old foxes, too much will lead to mistakes.
Han Li, who left the Taixuan Palace, visited the rest of the market again, but with his wealth of Tongtian Spiritual Treasures and countless spiritual medicines, how could the things in these shops easily make him moved? He immediately returned to the Bluestone Tower after a few hours.
As soon as he walked into the quiet room of the squad, Han Li raised his hand and hit the stone door of the quiet room, temporarily igniting the restriction of the entire quiet room to prevent being disturbed by others.
But in this way, Han Li was still a little worried. When he raised his hand, several lights of various colors shot out, and disappeared in a flash of four corners of the quiet room.
With one hand, a white light curtain emerged on the stone wall, completely obscuring all possibilities of peeping.
In this way, Han Li sat cross-legged on the cushion with confidence, and with one hand, the half-foot-long thunderwood appeared in his hand.
This thing is only the thickness of a thumb, and is extremely green in color, but there are some small patterns on the surface of the body that look like vortex. It makes people look like they are trapped in it when they look at it.
At that time, he did not explore this object carefully in the Taixuan Hall. Now he used his fingers to gently stroke the branches inch by inch, while closing his eyes.
The power of lightning under the skin of Lingmu is extremely violent, but it can solidify into the current form, which is really incredible.
Thinking about it in his heart, he opened his eyes again, and the green light flashed in his hands, and began to slowly inject a trace of spiritual power into the branches.
But just as soon as I injected a little, the branches trembled slightly, and a rebound force suddenly emerged, and the spiritual power rebounded out.
A hint of surprise flashed in Han Li's heart, and the green light on his hand gradually became dazzling.
The branches were trembling, and a faint white light appeared, intertwining and flickering with the green light on Han Li's hand, but it was completely incompatible.
After a while, a buzzing sound came from the two lights.
Han Li frowned, waved his hand with one hand, and the green light on his hand suddenly dissipated and disappeared.
Obviously, you can continue to increase the injection of spiritual power, and you may be forced to inject it, but the branches themselves will also explode.
With Han Li's experience, it is naturally not the only way to study this thing.
He grabbed the palm of the branch, and immediately a series of thunder sounds came out, and golden electric wires appeared, covering the branches in an instant.
The branches remained motionless in the bounce of the golden arc, looking unusual.
Han Li did not show a frustrated expression. If he had really developed something so easily, his ex-master would not have regarded it as a waste of money.
Han Li suddenly threw the branches in his hand into the air and immediately floated drippingly in the air.
He aimed his finger at the branch and a golden sword energy flashed out, slashing in the middle of the branch.
A low thunder came out, a white arc of light flashed, and the branches were easily cut by one or two pieces, falling down lightly.
Han Li grabbed the void without thinking, and the two small branches immediately took all the pieces into his hands.
With a glance, I saw a silvery white spot at the fracture.
Han Li's eyes flashed with blue light, and he stared at it, and immediately found that the so-called silver-white was intertwined in extremely regular manner by countless slender electric wires, forming an incredible and strange pattern.
Complex and fine!
If he hadn't had the spiritual eyes on his body, he would never have seen anything inappropriate.
In a blink of an eye, a layer of emerald green appeared on the surface of the silver electric wire at the fracture, and immediately turned the two remaining branches into two completely independent branches.
Han Li was really surprised now.
Controlling the arc and condensing lightning into shape was originally one of the magical powers he was good at.
But he had never thought of refining lightning to such a level and forming such an incredible state.
The complexity of it is much more sophisticated than when he used the method of using the evil-proof divine thunder to turn it into a power grid and condense it into an electric ball.
This method has absolutely high requirements for manipulating divine consciousness, otherwise it would never be possible to achieve this level.
Han Li held two branches and lowered his head and pondered.
Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and a finger rushed into one of them, slashing the void.
A golden light flashed, and the branches were slashed twice in the white arc again.
But this time, Han Li, who was prepared for a long time, moved his mind and one of the sections immediately reached under Han Li's nose, and the silver-white incision was completely exposed to his eyes.
Han Li's eyes shone brightly with blue lights, staring at the scene at the broken mouth without blinking, his face full of solemnity.
Although the same silver-white cutouts, the pattern formed by the electric wires on it is very different from what I saw for the first time.
In a moment, the branches were once again covered by a layer of emerald green.
Han Li slowly closed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something carefully.
Suddenly, his fingers popped up and cut all the branches in pieces. He only glanced at the thunder pattern and stopped looking at it immediately. When a new thunder pattern appeared, he focused his mind and could not move.
In this way, half of the branches were cut into countless small pieces in a blink of an eye and sprinkled all over the ground.
When Han Li showed a sudden look, the slender sword light that erupted again changed direction and began to cut the other half of the branches directly from the middle. As the silver light flashed, it was neatly divided into two evenly sized pieces.
After careful observation, the golden sword thread kept popping out, and the half of the thunderwood turned into a pile of thin slices.
The thinnest part is like white paper.
In this way, these rapwood remains remained in an extremely stable state. They clearly contained terrible and abnormal lightning power, but there was no sign of an outbreak.
Han Li suddenly turned his hand and a white jade slip appeared in his hand.
He held the jade slip with one hand and instantly copied all the cuts he had just seen into the jade slip.
Then he let out a long sigh.
Even with his amazing memory, it would be difficult to remember all so many complex and fine thunder patterns at once.
After slightly recovering his mind, Han Li began to quietly comprehend the thunder pattern patterns.
There was no reason. When he saw these thunder patterns, he immediately felt 70% or 80% sure that these patterns were the key to forming thunder trees.
Han Li sat there for a day and a night.The whole person seemed like a wood carving, without moving for a moment.
Suddenly, Han Li's eyelids moved, his fingers suddenly bounced, and the thunder sounded loudly!
Golden arcs ejected out, and then shattered in a blink of an eye, turning into countless thin electric wires that were as thin as hair to shoot around.
Han Li muttered something, and kept rushing to the air and pointing fingers.
When the electric wire paused, it suddenly condensed into the middle, and then began to intertwine in the void, forming a strange and unusual pattern, which was faintly the same as a thunder pattern recorded by Han Li.
When it was about to take shape and condensed into a special existence like a golden cloth, a sudden thunderous sound broke out.
Amid the thunder of firecrackers, it disintegrated and disappeared.
Han Li took a deep breath, and not only did not show a disappointed expression on his face, but his eyes were filled with excitement.
He was thinking well. Just now, at the moment when the golden thunder pattern was formed, he obviously felt an inexplicable power from the golden cloth.
Unfortunately, but before he could study it carefully, an electric wire made a mistake when it was intertwined, resulting in the wasted of all previous efforts.
Han Li took a deep breath, rubbed his hands, and a thick golden arc ejected again, rumbling in between his hands.
With the same shattering, countless golden electric wires emerged again, densely packed, looking several times more than last time.
When he heard that Han Li really wanted to change the willow branches, the old man in Baixia was stunned. He looked Han Li up and down, and then said in a hoarse voice: Although the real purpose of this thunder wood has not been found yet, the value of this spiritual wood formed by heavenly thunder is difficult to estimate.Let’s do this. I am refining a furnace of “Qianyuan Dan” recently, but there is still no restriction on the variety of five thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. If a fellow Taoist can provide one, you can take this spiritual wood as long as you want.Of course, if a fellow Taoist has a top-level spirit stone or something of the same value, I will not refuse.
How do you know that there is a spiritual medicine under it!Han Li's heart was terrified, and Bai Xia's face suddenly became gloomy.
You don’t have to be surprised. You practice some small magical powers, and your sense of smell is much higher than that of ordinary people. The wooden box you took out when you traded with the woman in the demon clan just now, and the fragrance of medicine revealed was smelled a little.That is a spiritual medicine that has been around three thousand years old.It is very likely that if you take out such a magic medicine so easily, it is more than five thousand years old.The old man said in a low voice.
Han Li was speechless when he heard this.
He had heard of a great supernatural power in Buddhism that could strengthen the five consciousnesses of monks. The legendary power of his mind, his eyes, and his ears were similar to supernatural powers. Speaking of which, his spiritual eyes of the Ming and Qing dynasties were also a concrete manifestation of this supernatural power in a sense, but he could not reach the incredible realm in the rumors.
After thinking about the specific reason in his heart, Han Li's expression slowed down and he said slowly: So that's it.Since fellow Taoist has called for the spiritual medicine, there is really such a plant in his hands. Fellow Taoist can see if it is suitable.
Han Li had no intention of bargaining. As soon as he raised his hand, a white light flashed in his hand, and a rectangular wooden box appeared and gently threw it to the other party.
The old man was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, Han Li really agreed to his conditions at once. Naturally, he was overjoyed and took the wooden box, opened the lid and took a look, and closed it immediately.
Yes, it is indeed a 5,000-year-old elixir, which is just suitable for me to refine elixirs.The old man took away the wooden box and was extremely happy.
Seeing this, Han Li smiled slightly, and the willow branches in his hand shook slightly, and they also disappeared.Then he clasped his fists and turned around without saying a word and left.
In front of these old foxes, too much will lead to mistakes.
Han Li, who left the Taixuan Palace, visited the rest of the market again, but with his wealth of Tongtian Spiritual Treasures and countless spiritual medicines, how could the things in these shops easily make him moved? He immediately returned to the Bluestone Tower after a few hours.
As soon as he walked into the quiet room of the squad, Han Li raised his hand and hit the stone door of the quiet room, temporarily igniting the restriction of the entire quiet room to prevent being disturbed by others.
But in this way, Han Li was still a little worried. When he raised his hand, several lights of various colors shot out, and disappeared in a flash of four corners of the quiet room.
With one hand, a white light curtain emerged on the stone wall, completely obscuring all possibilities of peeping.
In this way, Han Li sat cross-legged on the cushion with confidence, and with one hand, the half-foot-long thunderwood appeared in his hand.
This thing is only the thickness of a thumb, and is extremely green in color, but there are some small patterns on the surface of the body that look like vortex. It makes people look like they are trapped in it when they look at it.
At that time, he did not explore this object carefully in the Taixuan Hall. Now he used his fingers to gently stroke the branches inch by inch, while closing his eyes.
The power of lightning under the skin of Lingmu is extremely violent, but it can solidify into the current form, which is really incredible.
Thinking about it in his heart, he opened his eyes again, and the green light flashed in his hands, and began to slowly inject a trace of spiritual power into the branches.
But just as soon as I injected a little, the branches trembled slightly, and a rebound force suddenly emerged, and the spiritual power rebounded out.
A hint of surprise flashed in Han Li's heart, and the green light on his hand gradually became dazzling.
The branches were trembling, and a faint white light appeared, intertwining and flickering with the green light on Han Li's hand, but it was completely incompatible.
After a while, a buzzing sound came from the two lights.
Han Li frowned, waved his hand with one hand, and the green light on his hand suddenly dissipated and disappeared.
Obviously, you can continue to increase the injection of spiritual power, and you may be forced to inject it, but the branches themselves will also explode.
With Han Li's experience, it is naturally not the only way to study this thing.
He grabbed the palm of the branch, and immediately a series of thunder sounds came out, and golden electric wires appeared, covering the branches in an instant.
The branches remained motionless in the bounce of the golden arc, looking unusual.
Han Li did not show a frustrated expression. If he had really developed something so easily, his ex-master would not have regarded it as a waste of money.
Han Li suddenly threw the branches in his hand into the air and immediately floated drippingly in the air.
He aimed his finger at the branch and a golden sword energy flashed out, slashing in the middle of the branch.
A low thunder came out, a white arc of light flashed, and the branches were easily cut by one or two pieces, falling down lightly.
Han Li grabbed the void without thinking, and the two small branches immediately took all the pieces into his hands.
With a glance, I saw a silvery white spot at the fracture.
Han Li's eyes flashed with blue light, and he stared at it, and immediately found that the so-called silver-white was intertwined in extremely regular manner by countless slender electric wires, forming an incredible and strange pattern.
Complex and fine!
If he hadn't had the spiritual eyes on his body, he would never have seen anything inappropriate.
In a blink of an eye, a layer of emerald green appeared on the surface of the silver electric wire at the fracture, and immediately turned the two remaining branches into two completely independent branches.
Han Li was really surprised now.
Controlling the arc and condensing lightning into shape was originally one of the magical powers he was good at.
But he had never thought of refining lightning to such a level and forming such an incredible state.
The complexity of it is much more sophisticated than when he used the method of using the evil-proof divine thunder to turn it into a power grid and condense it into an electric ball.
This method has absolutely high requirements for manipulating divine consciousness, otherwise it would never be possible to achieve this level.
Han Li held two branches and lowered his head and pondered.
Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and a finger rushed into one of them, slashing the void.
A golden light flashed, and the branches were slashed twice in the white arc again.
But this time, Han Li, who was prepared for a long time, moved his mind and one of the sections immediately reached under Han Li's nose, and the silver-white incision was completely exposed to his eyes.
Han Li's eyes shone brightly with blue lights, staring at the scene at the broken mouth without blinking, his face full of solemnity.
Although the same silver-white cutouts, the pattern formed by the electric wires on it is very different from what I saw for the first time.
In a moment, the branches were once again covered by a layer of emerald green.
Han Li slowly closed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something carefully.
Suddenly, his fingers popped up and cut all the branches in pieces. He only glanced at the thunder pattern and stopped looking at it immediately. When a new thunder pattern appeared, he focused his mind and could not move.
In this way, half of the branches were cut into countless small pieces in a blink of an eye and sprinkled all over the ground.
When Han Li showed a sudden look, the slender sword light that erupted again changed direction and began to cut the other half of the branches directly from the middle. As the silver light flashed, it was neatly divided into two evenly sized pieces.
After careful observation, the golden sword thread kept popping out, and the half of the thunderwood turned into a pile of thin slices.
The thinnest part is like white paper.
In this way, these rapwood remains remained in an extremely stable state. They clearly contained terrible and abnormal lightning power, but there was no sign of an outbreak.
Han Li suddenly turned his hand and a white jade slip appeared in his hand.
He held the jade slip with one hand and instantly copied all the cuts he had just seen into the jade slip.
Then he let out a long sigh.
Even with his amazing memory, it would be difficult to remember all so many complex and fine thunder patterns at once.
After slightly recovering his mind, Han Li began to quietly comprehend the thunder pattern patterns.
There was no reason. When he saw these thunder patterns, he immediately felt 70% or 80% sure that these patterns were the key to forming thunder trees.
Han Li sat there for a day and a night.The whole person seemed like a wood carving, without moving for a moment.
Suddenly, Han Li's eyelids moved, his fingers suddenly bounced, and the thunder sounded loudly!
Golden arcs ejected out, and then shattered in a blink of an eye, turning into countless thin electric wires that were as thin as hair to shoot around.
Han Li muttered something, and kept rushing to the air and pointing fingers.
When the electric wire paused, it suddenly condensed into the middle, and then began to intertwine in the void, forming a strange and unusual pattern, which was faintly the same as a thunder pattern recorded by Han Li.
When it was about to take shape and condensed into a special existence like a golden cloth, a sudden thunderous sound broke out.
Amid the thunder of firecrackers, it disintegrated and disappeared.
Han Li took a deep breath, and not only did not show a disappointed expression on his face, but his eyes were filled with excitement.
He was thinking well. Just now, at the moment when the golden thunder pattern was formed, he obviously felt an inexplicable power from the golden cloth.
Unfortunately, but before he could study it carefully, an electric wire made a mistake when it was intertwined, resulting in the wasted of all previous efforts.
Han Li took a deep breath, rubbed his hands, and a thick golden arc ejected again, rumbling in between his hands.
With the same shattering, countless golden electric wires emerged again, densely packed, looking several times more than last time.
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