It turned out to be a temple-like hall.
This place is not small, and there is a small door on each side, which leads to other places.
Han Li's gaze quickly scanned back and forth in the hall, and finally landed on the two rows of wooden shelves on both sides.
The wooden frame is as white as snow, and faintly exudes a slight chill. It is actually the famous "snow wood" in the spirit world.
This wood is an excellent material for refining ice attribute treasures, and it is just used as an ordinary wooden frame to place things here. This is a bit too extravagant, even Han Li is a little speechless!
On the shelf, there are more than a dozen utensils of different colors. From a distance, there are Ruyi, round bowls, small clocks and other things.
Han Li squinted his eyes, and his divine sense swept over these artifacts, but he was stunned first, and then his face was full of surprise.
These utensils are surprisingly powerful, and all of them are top-level semi-finished treasures. If it is completely refined by the original owner, even if it is not considered a Tongtian Lingbao, it is almost the same as an ordinary Lingbao.
The most important thing is that these treasures can be seen from the appearance, and they are the kind of remote treasures with special supernatural powers.
Of course, even if he spends a lot of time refining them, the effect of sacrificial refining will definitely not be as powerful as the original owner's refining. But just like that, they are still considered top-level treasures in the spirit world.
With a flick of Han Li's sleeves, a cloud of blue light flew out. Wherever the light swept across, all these utensils were swept away.
Having obtained so many powerful treasures at one time, Han Li felt very happy.
After scanning the hall once more, he lowered his head slowly, and glanced at a piece of futon under his feet, and suddenly let out a light sigh, as if he had discovered something again.
Without thinking about it, he grabbed the ground with one hand, and with a "whoosh", the futon fell into his hand without a sound. It was full of elasticity, unusually warm and cool, and an unusually pure aura rushed over.
"This is..." Han Li's eyes flickered.
The futon is obviously made of some kind of spiritual grass, and I don't know how many thousands of years it has been here, but it still maintains its spiritual energy.
His expression moved, as if he had discovered something, he suddenly put the futon under his nose, sniffed it lightly, and as a result, there was a faint smell of fishy smell.
Han Li's face turned weird, and when he turned his other hand, a blue light flashed, and a three-foot long sword appeared in his hand.
Throwing the futon into the air, with a flick of the wrist, a sharp sword light slashed out.
An amazing scene appeared! As soon as the seemingly indestructible sword light slashed onto the futon, the entire sword light sank into it several inches deep, and was then bounced away firmly.
The yellow glow on the surface of the futon flowed for a while, and the cut sword marks immediately returned to their original state. It was obviously just a futon made of grass and wood, but it actually blocked the sword light of the Qingzhu Fengyun Sword.
"Sure enough, it is indeed the rumored 'Jiayi Grass'! There really is such a strange thing in the world. Its body alone can resist flying swords and knives. If it is made into a Jiawei and worn next to the body It is enough to withstand a top-level battle armor. Unfortunately, this grass is most afraid of fire attack, so its value has been greatly reduced. It is worthy of being the residence of immortals, and it is really overkill to use such rare spiritual grass to make futons. "Han Li looked at the futon in his hand several times, mumbling to himself, but his face was full of faint smiles.
Now that he has discovered the value of these futons, he will naturally not ignore them.
Immediately, a pitch-black palm protruded from the sleeve, and seemingly casually grabbed the ground, and suddenly a piece of gray rolled towards the ground.
As the gray light flashed, hundreds of futons disappeared silently, and the entire hall suddenly seemed extremely empty.
Spiritual Mind swept the storage bracelet and saw that the futons were neatly piled up in one place, Han Li nodded in satisfaction. If there were a few more rare spirit grasses like this that are extinct even in the spirit world, it would be a worthwhile trip.
Thinking so in Han Li's heart, he let out a long breath and then took a deep breath. I don't know if it's an illusion, but the scent of sandalwood seems to be a little stronger than before.
"sandalwood!"
He suddenly turned his head, his eyes were a little bright, and he quickly looked towards the incense burner in a corner.
In the censer, there is still half of the candle incense stuck there, but the color is light yellow, and it has been there for many years.
Han Li twitched his brows, and strode over to the corner. Before he really came to the front, the divine sense swept away to the censer, but immediately frowned.
This incense burner was actually made of ordinary bronze, not even a magic weapon, which surprised him a bit.
Han Li's eyes flickered a few times, and he had already walked to the incense burner. He lowered his head and looked carefully at the remaining incense, which was only one-third of the normal incense candle. A strong scent of sandalwood is emanating from this thing.
This incense seems to be somewhat famous, but from the outside, it seems to be almost the same as Zeng Tong's candle incense. But after so many years, it can still maintain such a strong aroma, so we can know that this thing definitely has some origins.
After Han Li looked at it for a while, the expression on his face gradually became serious.
Suddenly he raised one hand, stretched out two fingers, and slowly pinched towards Remnant Xiang. Before he really touched the incense, he had a flash of inspiration, and a layer of blue light wrapped his two fingers.
He looked extremely careful, and gently pulled out the remaining incense from the incense burner with his fingers, and nothing else happened.
But Han Li still had a strange look on his face. He solemnly looked at the incense several times, put it under his nose and sniffed it lightly for a while, revealing a look of deep thought.
Suddenly one of his fingers flicked, red light flashed, and a spark the size of a grain of rice shot out from the fingertip, hitting the end of the fragrance residue.
It disappeared in a flash, but the residual fragrance was not ignited.
Han Li's eyes flashed, revealing a hint of excitement. With a flick of his finger, a crimson fireball the size of a fist appeared out of thin air at his fingertips, suspended in the void, motionless.
Pushing the end of the incense stick into the fireball lightly, he stared intently and remained silent.
As a result, the seemingly ordinary residual fragrance did not seem to be ignited in the slightest even though the scorching hot flames burned fiercely.
"Sure enough, it's 'Heiyou Bingxiang'. This is a sacred object to destroy the demons when you break through the realm of fusion!"
Seeing this scene, Han Li's face showed ecstasy.
He immediately flipped over with one hand, and a box as white as jade appeared in his hand, and carefully put the residual fragrance into his hand.
Then he shook his body one after another, and found two more than half-burned incense sticks from the incense burners in other corners, and put them away as well. The jade box disappeared without a trace as soon as a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand.
Han Li then searched around in this hall again, but unfortunately there were not many things here, except for the shrine and the few plates of spiritual fruit enshrined in front of the shrine that had already turned gray and white, there was nothing left. .
As a result, he finally turned his gaze to the shrine.
The shrine itself is shimmering with purple light, about ten feet high, but the statue inside is emerald green, as if carved from top-grade green jade.
This statue is dressed in a green Taoist robe, holding a snow-white dust whisk in one hand, and a purple-gold gourd in the other. There are three long beards on the chin, and it has a vague appearance of Taoism and immortality.
But Han Li only looked at the statue for a moment, and there was a hint of horror in his eyes.
He suddenly discovered that even though he stared at the face of the god with his eyes wide open for so long, he could only see a piece of emerald green light shining in his eyes, but he still couldn't see the true face of the god clearly.
The corners of Han Li's eyes twitched twice, his pupils shrank slightly, and the next moment, a dazzling blue light flickered in his eyes, and he used Ming and Qing spiritual eyes to forcibly peek into the face of this god.
This action really had some effect, the green glow on the statue's face was gradually seen through by him, and it quickly thinned out in his eyes.
He was overjoyed in his heart, his eyes fixed, and he wanted to sweep over the face of the god statue.
But before he really took a closer look, suddenly there was a sound of Sanskrit music and heavenly music in his head, which made his ears buzz, and the whole sea of consciousness seemed to be turned upside down.
Han Li's eyes darkened, and he staggered, almost sitting on the ground in a whirl.
Fortunately, his divine sense was almost no worse than those in the fusion stage. Immediately after the Daxing Jue circulated in his body in a hurry, he finally woke up from the dizziness, and hurriedly moved his feet to stand upright again.
After Han Li stabilized his figure, he looked at the statue again, suddenly becoming suspicious.
This statue is so strange that even with its current level of cultivation, it is impossible to witness its true face. It can be seen that it itself is a strange treasure with unfathomable power.
This object is enshrined here, and the person enshrined is also a very important figure in the real fairy world.
And god statues are extremely mysterious things, that is, some great supernatural beings in the spirit world can use the power of god statues to make the primordial spirit or sub-soul appear out of thin air even if they are millions of miles away.
If the owner of this statue is really someone with a long history in the real fairy world, and it has never been heard in the spiritual world that an immortal from the real fairy world has actually used this method to come to this world, but taking this statue away is definitely a kind of playing with fire** The best move.
Han Li's expression was uncertain for a while, and finally he took a deep breath, suppressed the desire in his heart, moved his eyes away from the shrine, and looked at the side door on one side.
With a movement of his body, he walked over without any hesitation, and the giant ape puppet followed closely behind his divine sense.
After a while, there was nothing else in the hall except for a solitary shrine.
At this time, Han Li had already passed through a corridor, and came to a dozen or so houses similar to wing rooms. These houses were not too big, and they all looked the same.
Han Li looked at it quickly for a while, and then let the giant ape puppet push open all the doors one by one. After seeing that there was nothing unusual, he flashed into one of the rooms by himself.