After the scolding just now, Han Li seemed to have relieved a little bit of troubles since the passing of the Great Yan Lord. Next, he wanted to cast a spell to collect the sky thunder, so he naturally didn't want other monks present to get in the way. After taking a long breath, he slapped the storage bag, and several French flags of different colors appeared in his hand. With one wave of one hand, these French flags flew around, disappeared in the ground after a flash gone.
Han Li raised his head to look at the thunder that kept flashing in the sky, and the corner of his mouth twitched. Immediately, the spiritual light flashed all over his body, and his figure floated out of thin air, rising to a height of more than thirty feet above the ground. The two hands made a talisman, forming a strange handprint, and the sound of low-pitched incantations came from Han Li's mouth.
Immediately, various colors of light flashed below, and after a few muffled sounds of "Puff" and "Puff", several beams of light shot up from the ground into the sky, turning into huge flags with the thickness of several bowls, standing on the ground, motionless.
The sound of Han Li's incantation did not stop for half a minute, and the method flag released a trace of aura in the sound of the incantation, and a spirit-gathering circle with a diameter of more than ten feet gradually took shape. In the light, various runes rolled endlessly in the magic circle, and the whole magic circle was in agitation.
And at the moment when the magic circle appeared, the thunder and lightning that seemed to be out of reach at the nearby high altitude were suddenly pulled by something, and the sound became faster and faster, and the lightning light gradually approached Han Li's position.
Han Li squinted his eyes, paused for a moment while speaking the magic formula, and turned his palm, and a long-necked jade bottle with a height of several inches appeared in his hand. This bottle is a magic weapon specially made by him to collect the sky thunder.
With a slight toss, the vial was thrown into the air, and a cyan magic formula was shot out, hitting the vial, and the jade vase turned over a few times with its mouth facing upwards and remained motionless.
At this time, Han Li rubbed his hands together and raised them upwards at the same time. Two thick golden arcs shot out and hit the bottom of the jade bottle at the same time. After a thunder, a strange scene appeared, the jade bottle trembled slightly, and the two golden arcs disappeared into the bottle.
Then Han Li let out a low cry, pointed to the air, and with a "puff", a golden arc shot out from the mouth of the bottle, turning into an electric spear several meters long, flashing on the jade bottle, pointing directly at the dark sky . And at this moment, a silver arc suddenly struck down from the air, hitting the golden spear, the golden spear shook slightly, and the silver arc immediately went straight down and disappeared into the bottle in a blink of an eye.
In this way, one arc after another was attracted by the magic circle one after another, and then easily collected into the jade bottle by the evil spirit thunder.
An hour later, after the jade bottle collected another thick electric arc, it began to make a rumbling sound like a tsunami.
Hearing this sound, Han Li couldn't help showing joy on his face. He raised his hand and grabbed at the void. The golden electric spear fell off by itself, and the jade bottle flew down from the air and was caught in his hand.
Han Li flicked his sleeve robe into the sky, and another bottle of similar shape was thrown into the air, and the golden spear was inserted again to continue collecting the sky thunder into the bottle.
Only then did he have the time to take a closer look at the bottle in his hand. I saw this thing trembling in a low hum, and there was a dazzling silver light flashing in the mouth of the bottle, as if it might be shot out from inside at any time.
With a "pop", a golden talisman was pasted on it, the sound in the bottle stopped abruptly, and the silver light dimmed instantly. Han Li covered the bottle, carefully put it into the storage bag, and then continued to look up at everything in the sky.
Half a day later, four bottles of thunderstorms were collected in a row, and the thunderstorm in the sky was still not small. Instead, it was yellow and misty everywhere, and it seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.
Han Li thought to himself, after collecting this bottle in the air, he can stop. These lightnings are enough to transform thunder and fire for refining spiritual materials.
At this moment, his expression changed, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the horizon on one side. I saw light flickering in the drowsy distant sky, and a white rainbow suddenly appeared and flew away. His eyes flickered twice, and his expression became serious.
The spirit-gathering array below was radiant, Han Li was floating in mid-air with azure light all over his body, and silver arcs flickered in the sky above his head, gathering one after another in one place. Such a scene is very eye-catching.
Master Baihong naturally saw the whole scene in his eyes, and after a few flashes of light, he flew straight towards Han Li. A moment later, at a distance of more than thirty feet from Han Li, the light faded, and a woman in palace attire appeared.
This woman is petite, with a delicate appearance, and a pair of bright eyes are clear and soft, as if she is in her young age. But what is amazing is that the palace dress on this girl is made of unknown rare materials, not only is the silver light shining dazzlingly, but also several streams of milky white cold air are floating around it, making this girl like a fairy in the clouds, without any Not the slightest hint of fireworks.
Han Li glanced at the other party's spiritual consciousness, and was slightly surprised that this person was actually a Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator who was just like him.
After turning her gaze at Han Li, the woman in palace attire smiled sweetly: "My concubine is Bai Yaoyi from Beiming Island. Is this fellow Daoist also an appointment with fellow Daoist Fufu?" The woman's voice was sweet and soft, very sweet.
"Beiming Island? Is it possible that Fellow Daoist is a cultivator from Beiye Xiaoji Palace?" Han Li was startled and asked in amazement.
"The little girl is the elder of the foreign affairs of the Xiaoji Palace. The palace is located in a remote place, and I didn't expect fellow Taoists to know about this sect. Dare to ask Youzun's name?" The woman in palace clothes smiled slightly.
"My surname is Han, and I'm just a casual cultivator overseas. I'm indeed invited by a rich fellow Taoist. The name of Xiaoji Palace has already been heard by Han." Han Li's expression returned to calm.
"Overseas monks! Do Fellow Daoist Han know the Three Overseas Immortals? Do you have a relationship with these three fellow Daoists?" Bai Yaoyi asked with a smile.
"I don't know, I seldom deal with other monks, and I have always cultivated in the island." Han Li replied without hesitation.
"So that's the case, but I'm taking the liberty of being a concubine. Fellow Daoists are collecting Tianlei, do you need Yao Yi's help?"
"Thank you, fellow daoist, for your kindness. I've already collected almost all of it, and this is the last bottle."
"So, I'll meditate on the peak first." Bai Yaoyi didn't force herself after hearing what Han Li said, and immediately went straight to another boulder on the top of the peak after circling.
As soon as she landed, she raised her hand and released an umbrella-shaped spiritual weapon into the air. After the object rotated a little at high altitude, it immediately released a large piece of white light, covering all the wind and rain within a radius of tens of feet, and the woman sat down cross-legged calmly.
A cold light flashed on his hand, and a palm-sized object appeared in his hand.
Han Li glanced at it, and he saw it clearly. It was a white jade that was crystal clear like snow, with a cold light shining on it, and it was crystal clear, which was very different from ordinary beautiful jade.
"Bingyu!" He thought for a moment, and immediately recognized this rare material. That bottle of cold marrow that was obtained by chance was actually produced in the ten thousand year ice jade.
At this time, the woman in palace attire had already put the ice jade on her hands, and she closed her beautiful eyes and settled down.
It seems that this woman's exercise is not purely ice attribute, but also a Yin-cold exercise, otherwise she would not use this jade-cold power to practice the exercise. This is somewhat similar to Han Li taking Xuepo Pills, but no matter how good the quality of this ice jade is, it can never compare with the astonishing efficacy of Xuebo Pills.
Han Li kept his expression on the surface, but subconsciously became a little cautious about this woman.
Thinking that Beiye Xiaoji Palace would rather fight high-level monsters every few generations than hand over the cold marrow, which shows that this palace attaches great importance to this thing. If you let this woman know that the treasure of the palace is on her, needless to say, it will definitely cause a big trouble.
Thinking of this in his heart, Han Li withdrew his gaze and stared at the vial in the air with a blank expression on his face.
Not long after, the fifth vial was also filled with sky thunder. Han Li immediately collected the magic weapon, flew down from the air, and landed in the middle of the spirit gathering circle. Afterwards, a few magic formulas were played, hitting the nearby magic flag, and the magic circle immediately changed, and a green light curtain was propped up to protect him in it.
Han Li also sat down in the magic circle, closed his eyes and meditated while facing the woman in palace attire. In front of this woman, he would not refine any spiritual materials.
In this way, apart from the sound of thunder and wind, the mountain became quiet.
The heavy rain lasted for a full day and night before it gradually disappeared. When the scorching sun appeared in the sky again, the air immediately became hot and the miasma slowly rose from the ground again, enveloping the entire mountain range again. All kinds of insects and ants that had retreated to their nests also drilled out of the ground again.
Han Li calmly released his divine consciousness slowly, sensing everything within a radius of tens of miles. Wherever the divine consciousness went, whether it was natural selection of insects and ants fighting, or flowers and fruits falling to the ground, he could truly sense everything. In the sea of consciousness. He was like an old monk in meditation, not moving.
Occasionally, low-ranking monks came to the mountain by mistake, and when they saw the astonishing cultivation of Han Li and Bai Yaoyi, without the two of them saying anything, the expressions of these monks changed drastically and they ran away, not daring to stay for a while.
So Han Li sat with the lady in palace costume for three days and three nights.
On the morning of the fourth day, finally another senior monk arrived at the main peak. This time, it was a big man like an iron tower, ugly, dark and shiny all over. This person didn't know what kind of skill he was practicing, but when he came, he stepped on a giant blue turtle and came here with a gust of evil wind.
When the big man saw Han Li and Bai Yaoyi, he immediately laughed out loud, and sat down on another place on the peak without saying a word. However, he didn't mean to close his eyes and meditate. Instead, he took out a golden book from his pocket and read it while shaking his head.
Such a nerd-like behavior is really different from the big man's body and appearance, which seems a bit ridiculous. Han Li and Bai Yaoyi seemed to turn a blind eye, just sitting there quietly, but in fact Han Li's brows were already frowning.
This big man is also in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, it seems that the purpose of the old man surnamed Fu to invite them here is really extraordinary, even the early stage monks are not qualified to participate.