"Oh, it's nothing. I'm cultivating a little power of thunder and lightning, so I'm naturally curious about this thing. Fellow Daoist, I plan to exchange this for something." Han Li played with the thunder wood in his hand for a while, and replied calmly.
Hearing that Han Li really wanted to change willow sticks, the old man in Baixia was taken aback, looked Han Li up and down, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Although I haven't found the real use of this thunder wood yet, the spirit formed by this kind of thunder Wood, the value is difficult to estimate. Let's see, the old man is refining a furnace of 'Qianyuan Pill' recently and still lacks five thousand-year-old spirit grass with unlimited varieties. If a fellow Taoist can provide one, this piece of spirit wood will be You can take it. Of course, if a fellow Taoist has top-level spirit stones or other things of the same value, the old man will not refuse."
"How does your Excellency know that I have the elixir!" Han Li's heart trembled, and Bai Xiazhong's face turned gloomy.
"Fellow Daoist, don't be surprised. I practice some supernatural powers, and my sense of smell is far superior to that of ordinary people. I smelled a little medicinal fragrance from the wooden box you took out when you traded with the girl from the Yaozu just now. It was a plant about three thousand years old. If you take out this kind of elixir so easily, it is very likely that there will be one that is more than five thousand years old." The old man said in a low voice.
Han Li was speechless when he heard this.
He has heard that there is a great supernatural power in Buddhism, which can strengthen the five senses of monks. According to legend, his mind, clairvoyance, and wind ear are similar to supernatural powers. Speaking of his Ming and Qing spiritual eyes, in a sense, it is also the same. The specific manifestation of supernatural powers is just not yet able to reach the inconceivable realm in the rumors.
After trying to understand the specific reason in his heart, Han Li's expression eased, and he said slowly: "So that's the case. Since the fellow daoist has asked for the panacea by name, there is really such a plant in my hand, fellow daoist, let's see if it is suitable."
Han Li had no intention of haggling at all. When he raised his hand, a white light flashed in his hand, and a rectangular wooden box emerged, and he gently threw it to the other party.
The old man was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Han Li would agree to his terms without hesitation. Naturally, he took the wooden box overjoyed, opened the lid, took a look, and immediately closed it again.
"That's right, it's indeed a 5,000-year elixir, just suitable for this old man to make alchemy." The old man put away the wooden box, very happy.
Seeing this, Han Li smiled slightly, and with a slight shake of the wicker in his hand, it also disappeared. Then he cupped his fists slightly, turned around and left without saying a word.
In front of these old foxes, if you talk too much, you will lose it.
After leaving the Taixuan Hall, Han Li walked around the rest of Fang City again, but with his wealth of Tongtian Lingbao and countless elixir, how could the things in these shops make him easily tempted? Two hours later, return to the giant bluestone tower.
As soon as he walked into the quiet room of the palace where the team was located, Han Li raised his hand and hit the stone door of the quiet room with a spell, temporarily arousing the restraint of the entire quiet room to prevent being disturbed by others.
But just like that, Han Li was still a little uneasy. When he raised his hand, several rays of light of different colors shot out, and disappeared into the four corners of the quiet room in a flash.
With a handshake, a white curtain of light emerged from the stone wall, completely blocking any possibility of peeping.
In this way, Han Li sat cross-legged on the futon in peace of mind, and with one hand flicked down, the half-foot-long thunder wood appeared in his hand.
This thing is only as thick as a thumb, and its color is emerald green, but there are some tiny lines on its body that look like whirlpools. When people look at it, it seems like they will sink their eyes into it.
At that time in the Taixuan Palace, he didn't explore it carefully, now he stroked the branches inch by inch with his fingers, and closed his eyes at the same time.
The power of thunder and lightning under the surface of the spirit wood is extremely violent, but it can be solidified into the current form, which is really inconceivable.
Thinking so in his heart, he opened his eyes again, the blue light flickered in his hands, and began to slowly inject a bit of spiritual power into the branches.
But when Fang injected a little, the branches trembled slightly, and a rebounding force suddenly emerged, and the spiritual power rebounded out.
A flash of surprise flashed in Han Li's heart, and the green light on his hand gradually became dazzling.
While the branches were trembling, a layer of faint white light appeared, intertwined with the green light in Han Li's hand, but it looked completely incompatible.
After a while, there was a faint humming sound between the two kinds of light.
Han Li frowned, and with a wave of one hand, the green light on his hand collapsed and disappeared.
Obviously, continue to increase the injection of spiritual power, maybe it can be poured into it forcibly, but the branches themselves will also explode and destroy themselves.
With Han Li's experience, naturally this is not the only way to study this thing.
He held the palm of the branch, and immediately a series of thunderclaps came out, and golden wires emerged, covering the branch in an instant.
The branches didn't move at all in the golden arc bounce, a little unusual.
Han Li didn't show a frustrated expression. If he had researched something so easily, the previous master wouldn't have regarded it as a weak point.
Han Li suddenly threw the branch in his hand into the air, and it immediately floated in midair.
With a flick of the finger aimed at the branch, a golden sword energy flashed out, cutting right at the middle part of the branch.
There was a low thunderclap, a white arc flashed, the branch was easily cut in two, and fell lightly.
Without thinking, Han Li grasped the air with one hand, and immediately caught the two small branches in his hand.
With a glance, I saw a piece of silvery white at the fracture.
Han Li's eyes flashed blue, he stared at the past, and immediately discovered that the so-called silvery white was actually countless slender electric wires intertwined in an extremely regular manner, forming an unbelievable and strange pattern.
Extraordinary complexity!
If it weren't for his spiritual eyes, he would definitely not be able to see anything wrong.
In the blink of an eye, a layer of emerald green appeared on the surface of the silver wire at the break, immediately turning the two stumps into two completely independent branches.
Han Li was really surprised now.
Controlling the arc and condensing the lightning into shape was originally one of his special abilities. However, he had never imagined that thunder and lightning could be refined to such an extent, and formed into such an incredible state.
The complexity of it is far superior to the method he used to turn the evil god thunder into a grid and condense it into an electric ball.
This method has extremely high requirements for the manipulation of divine thoughts, otherwise it would never be possible to achieve this level.
Holding two branches, Han Li lowered his head and pondered.
Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he pointed a finger at one of them, swipe in the air.
With a flash of golden light, the branch was once again cut in two by the white arc.
But this time, Han Li, who had been prepared for a long time, moved his divine sense, and one of the sections immediately came under Han Li's eyes, and the silver-white incision was completely exposed in front of his eyes.
Han Li's blue eyes were wide open, and he stared at the scene at the fracture without blinking, his face full of solemnity.
Although the same silver-white incision, the pattern formed by the electric wires on it is quite different from the first time I saw it.
After a while, the cuts of the branches were once again covered by a layer of emerald green.
Han Li slowly closed his eyes, as if he was pondering something carefully.
All of a sudden, he flicked his fingers and chopped off all the branches. Among them, he only glanced at the repeated thunder pattern, and immediately stopped looking at it. When a new thunder pattern appeared, he couldn't move his eyes.
Just like that, half of the branch was cut into countless small pieces in a blink of an eye, and scattered all over the ground.
When Han Li showed a dazed look, the slender sword light that spewed out again changed its direction, and began to cut the other half of the branch directly from the middle. In the flash of silver light, it was neatly divided into two pieces of even size.
After careful observation, the golden sword thread kept popping out, and the half of Leimu turned into a pile of flakes.
The thinnest part is like white paper.
Just like that, these lightning wood wreckages remained in an extremely stable state, obviously containing terrifying and unusual lightning power, but there was no sign of an outbreak at all.
Han Li suddenly turned his palm, and a white jade slip appeared in his hand.
Holding the jade slip with one hand, he instantly copied all the incisions he saw just now into the jade slip without any mistakes.
Then he let out a long breath.
Even with his astonishing memory, it is not a small effort to memorize all the complex and fine Thunder Marks at once.
After recovering his mind a little, Han Li quietly began to comprehend the patterns of the thunder pattern.
There is no reason, when he saw these thunder patterns, he was 70% to 80% sure in his heart, knowing that these patterns are the key to forming thunder wood.
Han Li sat for a day and a night. The whole person is like a wood carving, not moving for a moment.
Suddenly Han Li's eyelids twitched, his ten fingers flicked, and thunder roared loudly!
A series of golden electric arcs shot out, and then shattered in an instant, turning into countless slender electric wires that shot around.
Han Li muttered something, and kept pointing his fingers in the air.
When the electric wire paused, it suddenly condensed towards the center, and then began to intertwine and intertwine in the void, forming a strange and unusual pattern, which was faintly the same as the thunder pattern Han Li had recorded.
It was about to take shape, and when it condensed into a special existence like a piece of golden cloth, suddenly there was a "pooh", and the whole piece of cloth burst open.
In the thunderous sound like firecrackers, the rout disappeared.
Han Li took a deep breath, instead of showing a disappointed expression on his face, his eyes were faintly filled with excitement.
What he thought was right, just now at the moment when the golden thunder pattern was formed, he obviously felt an inexplicable power from the golden cloth.
It's a pity, but before he studied it carefully, an electric wire made a mistake while interweaving, and all previous efforts were wasted.
Han Li took a deep breath, rubbed his hands together, and a thick golden arc shot out again, rumbled endlessly between his hands.
The same fragmentation, countless golden wires emerged again, densely packed, many times more than last time.