A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

After more than twenty days, the wind was calm and the thunder and wind were gone, revealing a pair of silver-white wings.

It mainly uses the bones of Lei Peng, uses other spiritual bird materials as flesh and blood, and then turns the power of wind and thunder into feathers.

In this way, a pair of wind and thunder wings are formed!

Now the spiritual wings seem to be completed.

But in fact, the power of wind and thunder on the long feathers has just taken shape and has not yet been truly stabilized.

Therefore, the three demons headed by Feng Xi, even though most of their mana had been consumed, they still poured the wind and thunder spiritual power into the mask, fearing that their previous efforts would be wasted.

But while Feng Xi did this, he felt a little depressed.

He originally thought that buying three drops of spiritual liquid from other demon cultivators was enough to prevent excessive consumption of mana.

But I didn't expect that when actually refining the wind and thunder wings, the amount of spiritual power consumed was far greater than expected.

Fortunately, judging from the current situation, we can barely hold on until the end even if we lose some energy.

Otherwise, if the treasure refining failed due to this reason, he would have nowhere to buy the regret medicine.

Just when the ninth-level demon cultivator secretly sighed at his luck, he suddenly felt a strange wave of spiritual energy appear in the weapon refining room.

Although the time was short and a little weak, it was extremely pure.

Feng Xi's expression changed slightly, and his cold gaze glanced over, finally landing on Han Li, and his expression darkened.

Han Li's expression changed greatly, and he forced a smile at him.

But the demon stared at him coldly, showing no expression at all.

"Take it out!" the demon said numbly.

"What do you want, senior?"

Han Li looked even more reluctant, with an unnatural look on his face, and quietly retracted one hand into his cuff.

Feng Xi narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, he raised a finger without saying a word. A ball of dazzling white light appeared on the fingertips, flashing darkly and brightly.

When Han Li stood in the magic circle and saw this scene, he was stunned for a moment. But he immediately screamed and returned to the ground.

His limbs were twitching constantly, his face was black and purple, and he was full of unbearable pain.

"Hmph! If you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty!" Feng Xi's ferocious look flashed past, and he looked coldly at a small bottle that fell from Han Li's sleeve. With a strange look on his face, he grabbed it with one hand and the vial flew into his hand instantly.

"Isn't it a good feeling when Feng Lingjin attacks? Just now you seemed to have very little spiritual power left, but now your mana has recovered a lot. It seems that there must be some kind of elixir in the bottle. Is Fellow Daoist Li planning to take advantage of our mana? He was seriously damaged, but he wants to recover his spiritual power and take the opportunity to escape?" The Split Wind Beast glanced at Han Li and said rudely.

At this moment, Han Li was barely standing up because the demon had stopped casting spells, and happened to hear these words. His face turned pale instantly, as if he had been caught in a premeditated attack.

"You are a bit clever. I want to see what's in the bottle. I've never heard of anything other than Wannian Spiritual Liquid that can instantly replenish spiritual power." Feng Xi looked at the vial and tossed it casually with one hand. He tossed it and murmured.

"Wu has never heard of this either. However, maybe we can just use it." Poisonous Jiao, who was standing opposite, also said with curiosity on his face.

At this time, he and the turtle demon were still shooting various magic spells into the bone wings to speed up the solidification process of the power of wind and thunder. Although it looks stronger than the turtle demon, it also loses a lot of mana. It's just struggling to hold on.

Feng Xi was startled when he heard this, but then he opened the bottle cap with a sudden move in his heart.

A trace of pure spiritual energy came to my nose!

The demon first glanced into the bottle, then sniffed it with his pointed nose, showing a strange look on his face.

"Why, what is it?" This time it was the turtle demon who asked uneasily.

"Speak for yourself!" Feng Xi glanced at Han Li and said calmly.

"The spiritual liquid diluted with a drop of ten-thousand-year spiritual liquid." Han Li said with dejection and some reluctance.

"What, this is also ten thousand years of spiritual liquid." Upon hearing this, the turtle demon immediately became energetic and shouted in surprise.

He has the lowest magic power among the three demons, and he really doesn't have the confidence to last until the end, so he is so happy.

"Humph, there must be other things mixed in. The color is a bit light green, and there is a bit more wood spirit energy." Feng Xi looked at the small half bottle of liquid carefully and said with a suspicious look in his eyes.

"I mixed some old elixirs into it, and since I am a wood-attributed martial artist, the more natural wood auras I have, the better." Han Li smiled bitterly and replied very honestly.

Feng Xi frowned after hearing this, and when he wanted to ask more questions, the turtle demon started shouting loudly.

"Brother Feng, bring the spiritual liquid over here quickly and let me take a sip before talking. You also know that although we can barely support it, this is overdrafting our own vitality and will cause our cultivation to regress afterwards. I must add Some spiritual power." The turtle demon became a little anxious as if he was afraid that Feng Xi would disagree.

"Of course I know about this, but this spiritual liquid...?" The humanoid wind-splitting beast still hesitated.

"Brother Feng! Even from such a distance, I can sense the pure spiritual energy in the bottle. It is indeed ten thousand years of spiritual liquid. Even if there is some manipulation in this spiritual liquid, do you and I still care about the poison? Besides, My real body is a poisonous dragon that eats all kinds of poisons in the world. The bottle is really poisonous, and you can't hide it from me." The poisonous dragon was silent for a while, and then he spoke.

It seems that he also doesn't want to continue to waste his energy.

"Haha! I almost forgot Brother Poisonous Dragon's talent for identifying poisons. In this case, I'm a little weak in magic power, so I'll share the liquid in the bottle equally between the three of us. In this way, when this treasure is successfully refined, I won't be able to How much real energy has been lost?" Feng Xi smiled dumbly after hearing this, and then said with a slight roll of his eyes. Then he tilted his neck up and drank a little more than a third of the spiritual liquid. Then he threw it to the poisonous dragon with a smile.

As a level nine monster, he is not afraid of poison or anything like that. But the aura contained in the liquid was genuine, and he naturally didn't want to let it go.

Poisonous Dragon didn't say much after taking the vial. He also drank half of the remaining liquid and threw the bottle to the turtle demon.

The turtle demon couldn't wait to drink up the spiritual liquid, and then threw the vial away.

Not long after, the three pioneers all felt the slightest resurgence of mana, and they all breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Feng Xi's only remaining doubts were gone.

But at this moment, the poisonous dragon flashed a fierce light and sent a message to Feng Xi:

"At this point in the treasure refining process, this human monk is of little use. Let me take action to deal with him. It's really an eyesore for a human to stand aside!"

As soon as the demon finished saying this, he glanced at Han Li with a cold look, with fierce murderous intent in his eyes.

"Don't touch him for the time being! Although there is no need for wood spiritual energy in the next few days, it is better to be cautious. After the spiritual wings are released, we can kill him." Feng Xi's eyes also inadvertently glanced at Han Li. Turn, he said indifferently.

"Okay then. Let this human being live a few more days!" Poisonous Dragon's tone was a little dissatisfied, but in the end he patiently agreed.

Han Li only saw the two demons' lips moving slightly, so naturally he had no way of knowing the specific content of the conversation.

But when he saw them looking at him with ill-intentioned eyes, he vaguely guessed something, and suddenly the hairs on his body stood up.

He thought for a moment with an ugly expression on his face, then suddenly sat down cross-legged without saying a word, slowly closing his eyes, as if he was ready to die.

The three demons were stunned when they saw this, but they didn't pay attention to Han Li's intention. They focused their attention on the spiritual wings in the air again.

In fact, Han Li's heart was beating fast at this moment.

He was slowly mobilizing the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword in his body, shooting out thin and silky pale golden arcs in his body, controlling them not to explode. Then, just like a golden silkworm spinning silk, the wind spirit energy planted by the old demon in the body was wrapped layer by layer with dense golden threads of the evil-fighting god Thunder.

Naturally, this wind spirit energy cannot be refined by Han Li's current cultivation level, nor can it be completely eliminated by the evil-fighting divine thunder.

But trap it temporarily and prevent it from attacking. Han Li was somewhat confident based on his experience in binding dry blue ice beads.

At this time, the turtle demon had recovered a small half of his spiritual power, and was continuing to inject spiritual power into the light shield with great ease. He glanced at the poisonous dragon, as if he remembered something and wanted to say something.

But as soon as his mouth opened slightly, his expression suddenly changed, and his eyes revealed a strange look.

The Turtle Demon Technique stopped and fell to the ground. His mouth was open, but no sound came out.

A surprising scene occurred.

The demon's abdomen suddenly expanded strangely.

Then, the bulges of the head and limbs also deformed, as if an evil spirit was suddenly born inside the body and was about to break out of the skin.

When Du Jiao and Feng Xi saw this, their expressions suddenly changed.

At the same time, he thought of the diluted spiritual liquid in Han Li's vial.