Han Li's five fingers pinched very accurately, and the blue light flashed, and the purple flame wrapped it in his fingers. But Han Li only felt his fingertips soften, and a huge force emanated from the blue flame, and his five fingers were strongly rebounded.
Han Li was shocked for a while, but with a thought, he grabbed the void with his backhand, and the purple flame in his hand covered him down. The brilliance soared, and Qing Yan was shrouded in purple light. Han Li's arm was motionless, the purple flames of his five fingers dazzled, and the blue and purple light blended and changed, flickering and flickering.
After this action lasted for a quarter of an hour, Han Li sighed lightly, shook his hand casually, moved his five fingers away, and the purple flame on his hand disappeared instantly. Then he looked at the still dazzling blue flame, with a wry smile on his face.
The difficulty of this weird lamp flame was beyond his original expectation. Although Ziluo Tianhuo can compete with it, it seems that it has more energy than energy to refine this flame.
Thinking about it this way, Han Li thought for a while, raised his hand and pointed at the flying sword in front of him lightly, a deep thunder suddenly sounded, and a dazzling golden arc shot out from the flying sword. As soon as the arc appeared, it exploded instantly, turning into countless slender gold threads, covering the head of the blue flame. As a result, there was a flash of blue light, and these gold threads were completely absorbed by the bean-sized flame like a mud cow entering the sea, and then the brilliance rose sharply, and the blue flame rose to the size of an egg.
Seeing this situation, Han Li's pupils flickered like piercing blue light. He stared at the green flame that had absorbed the golden arc, his expression uncertain. After not moving for an unknown amount of time, Han Li let out a breath, the blue light in his eyes disappeared, but hesitation appeared on his face. But after a while, he shook his head and made up his mind. He opened his mouth and sucked in the direction of the flying sword.
Without the suppression of Ziluo Tianhuo, the green flames on the sword swelled up, enveloping the entire flying sword in it at once, Han Li immediately let out a muffled snort, his face flashed with blueness, showing a slight look of pain . However, Han Li immediately ignored his physical discomfort, and pointed his ten fingers at the flying sword. The green light flickered, and more than ten sword qi shot out from his hand.
Like the golden arc transformed by the evil spirit thunder, when the cyan sword energy touched the cyan lamp flame, all of it was sucked into it and became invisible. But Han Li didn't seem to have seen all this. The spiritual power in his body was constantly circulating, and the sword energy hit Qingyan one after another like moths plunging into the flame, and his mana was consumed rapidly. In this way, after Qing Yan absorbed a lot of sword energy, it seemed as if he had been nourished, and became more and more powerful, and soon turned into a dazzling blue fireball, burning fiercely in front of Han Li.
At this moment, more than one-third of Han Li's mana was consumed.
But looking at the huge fireball in front of him, Han Li laughed instead. The sword energy in his hand stopped, and he waved at the flying sword in the fireball.
With a sound of "噗嗤", the green bamboo bee cloud sword shot out of the blue flames easily, and after a circle, it shot into Han Li's hand again.
Han Li lowered his head and looked, the blue flying sword in his hand was crystal clear, the blue flames on it were gone, and a smile appeared on his face.
"That's right! Although this flame is incomparably miraculous, the spiritual power it can devour is obviously limited. Too much green sword energy has been sucked in, and it can be manipulated instead." Han Li muttered a few words with a smile. Then he put his hands together, and with a flash of light, the flying sword sank into his palm and disappeared without a trace.
At this time, Han Li looked at the blue fireball in front of him, tapped lightly with his finger, and a ray of consciousness penetrated into it. The cyan fireball trembled and slowly turned, the cyan light flickering on and off.
Han Li raised his eyebrows and urged with his divine sense, only to see the blue fireball began to shake, but after a long while, it flew obliquely for about a foot, crooked all the way.
Seeing this situation, Han Li touched his chin and pondered. This green flame is so powerful, it would be a waste to give it up. Right now, although he can force the flames because he has absorbed a lot of Qingyuan sword energy, but obviously because of the skills, he can't do it handy at all. After all, this fire is not something he has refined, so it is difficult to manipulate it as freely as the dry blue ice flame and the purple sky fire.
Han Li frowned, stared at the blue fireball and thought about it, then suddenly stretched out a palm and pressed it on the storage bag at his waist. White light flashed, and a small rib as white as jade and a light yellow vial appeared in his hand at the same time. It was the jade slip that recorded the Xuanyin Scripture and the magic weapon he used to inhale the spirits of monsters and beasts.
Opening the bottle cap, a ball of black air flew out. Han Li grabbed the black air with five fingers, and immediately the black air shot into the palm of his hand. Then, with the movement of his divine sense, the cloud of ghostly air immediately bounced to the other bottle. On the ribs in the palm of your hand. Immediately, the ribs turned from white to black, and they floated up, releasing a vaguely yin and cold black glow.
Seeing this, Han Li immersed his spiritual consciousness in it, quickly browsed the contents of the Xuanyin Sutra within it, and began to look for something at a glance.
When Han Li saw the words "Yin Huo Lei" with his spiritual sense, Han Li was overjoyed, slowed down, and began to browse this part of the content carefully.
"Yinhuo Lei", the name sounds ordinary, nothing special, but in fact, this thing is the existence of the Xuanyin Sutra that is no less than the Tiandu Shihuo. However, it is not a secret technique of magic, but a secret method of refining thunder beads. It is the same kind of treasure as the "Sky Thunder Son" that Han Li had obtained before. Of course, according to the narration in the Xuanyin Sutra, once this Yinhuo Lei is successfully refined, its power is astonishingly great. In terms of destructive power alone, it is even more powerful than the Tiandu Corpse Fire.
The principle is to suppress a large amount of pure Yin fire from Xuanyin, then mix in some lightning power, add some other materials, and use some special methods to solidify and stabilize it. Once it is sacrificed to the enemy, it can trigger the Yin fire and lightning inside it at the same time, and then burst and hurt people.
It's a pity that thunder beads are one-time consumables. Not only are there many restrictions, but also the refining is troublesome, and it is extremely difficult to succeed. Only monks who can manipulate the spiritual power of the thunder attribute can be refined. So not to mention the extremely yin old monster, even Master Xuan Gu has never refined such a thing.
When Han Li first saw the refining method of Yin Huo Lei, he also didn't pay much attention to this secret method. Although he can manipulate the evil god thunder, but he doesn't know any mysterious yin skills, so naturally he swept it away, and only practiced a few easy-to-learn secret techniques such as the yin demon cut in the Xuanyin scriptures. Now when he felt a big headache with the blue lamp flame in front of him, he suddenly thought of this secret method of refining Yinhuolei.
Originally, refining Yinhuo Lei requires a lot of spiritual power, and the chance of success is not high. In addition, there are few monks who can drive thunder and lightning, so there are few people in the world of cultivating this thing. Only occasionally someone refines a few. Also because it is a consumable, it will be used up in a flash.
Although Han Li doesn't know Xuanyin Kungfu, with his current knowledge and cultivation, he doesn't need to copy everything in the Xuanyin Sutra. He only needs to slightly change the method of refining Thunder Beads, and use the ready-made blue flames to refine them into other Thunder beads are not wasted. After all, the power of Qingyan is not inferior to its Ziluotianhuo, and the power of refined thunder beads is definitely not inferior to the original Yinhuolei.
And he also had the idea of using dry blue ice flames or even purple sky fire to refine thunder beads before, but because these two types of spiritual flames are too little refined, even if they are used to fight the enemy, they are not enough, so he dare not waste them On top of this, the thought was thrown behind me in a flash. Right now, facing the blue flames that cannot be collected or refined, refining them into Thunder Beads is a brilliant idea, so that in the near future war. This thing can also become his sharp weapon against the enemy.
Making up his mind, Han Li immediately searched for other things from the storage bag.
As for the materials for refining thunder beads, he could really gather them from himself. These things are not rare items, they are some common items that will be used in alchemy or weapon refining, and Han Li also prepared some.
In this way, he took out the things one by one and placed them in front of him. Facing the flickering fireball, he froze his expression and raised his hands. With a rumbling sound, two golden arcs shot out from the palm of his hand at the same time, hitting the blue fireball.
In the hall of Luoyunzong's residence, Lu Luo sat motionless on a chair in the hall, with no expression on his face. In front of him, stood a few alchemy cultivators of the Luoyun Sect with their hands tied. The red-shirted old man and the woman surnamed Song were among them, but they looked a little anxious.
"Nephew Duan, how many days has your Master Han been in seclusion?" Lu Luo suddenly asked indifferently.
"Master Uncle, Uncle Han has been in the quiet room for more than two months, and Junior Sister Song and I have been guarding outside the quiet room, and Uncle Han has never come out."
"Hmm! Your Uncle Han once greeted me when he was retreating, saying that we would make some preparations for the upcoming war, and asked us not to disturb his retreat easily. But now the Mulan people seem to have all the staff, and they are starting to move around. The high-level people around me gathered several times, and those monks asked you, Master Han, to attend by name, but I rejected them all with excuses. But now that the three major monks have gathered in Tianyi City, they also sent a letter asking you, Master Han, to have a gathering tomorrow. This is a meeting that only monks in the mid-Yuanying period can attend. It shows that you attach great importance to you Master Han, and it is not easy to push it away. And I guess, this meeting is the final meeting to decide how to fight, we Luoyun If Zongruo has someone to attend this meeting, there will be a lot of benefits." Lu Luo sighed and murmured.
Hearing what their Uncle Lu said, the other people in the hall also had wry smiles on their faces.
"But Martial Uncle Han must be retreating to a critical point right now. If he interrupts easily, will the Uncle's achievements come to naught." After the woman surnamed Song hesitated for a while, Jiao Rong said with a flash of worry.
"It's because of this concern that Uncle Lu kept procrastinating. But if Uncle Han doesn't show up for tomorrow's gathering, I'm afraid other people..." A middle-aged monk with two mustaches on his lips said hesitantly.
"Others, what's the matter?" At this moment, a light voice suddenly came from outside the hall, the voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly and abnormally.
Hearing this, Lu Luo immediately beamed with joy.