A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Han Li pinched it very accurately with his five fingers, and in a flash of green light, it was wrapped in purple flames on his fingers.

But Han Li only felt his fingertips soften, and a huge force emitted from the green flame, and his five fingers were strongly bounced away.

Han Li was shocked for a while, but with a thought in his mind, he grabbed the void with his backhand, and the purple flames in his hand covered it downwards.

The brilliance rose, and the green flame was enveloped in purple light.

Han Li's arm remained motionless. The purple flames on his five fingers were dazzling, and the blue and purple lights blended and changed, flickering from dark to bright.

After this action continued for a quarter of an hour, Han Li sighed softly, shook his hand, and moved his fingers away. The purple flame on his hand disappeared instantly.

Then he looked at the still dazzling green flames, with a wry smile on his face.

This strange lamp flame was more difficult to deal with than he had originally expected. Although the Purple Sky Fire can compete with it, it seems that it is not enough to refine this flame.

After thinking about it this way, Han Li thought about it for a moment, then raised his hand and pointed the flying sword in front of him lightly.

A low thunder suddenly sounded, and a dazzling golden arc shot out from the flying sword.

As soon as this electric arc appeared, it exploded instantly and turned into countless slender golden threads, covering the head of the green flame.

As a result, there was a flash of green light, and all these golden threads were absorbed by the flames as big as peas, like mud cows entering the sea. Immediately, the brilliance surged, and the green flames rose to the size of an egg.

Seeing this, Han Li's pupils flashed with blue light in the depths of his pupils, staring at the green flame that had absorbed the golden arc, his expression uncertain.

After an unknown amount of time passed without moving, Han Li let out a breath and the blue light in his eyes disappeared. But there was hesitation 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. The purple flame on the sword instantly turned into a purple thread and was sucked into his mouth, leaving nothing behind.

Without the suppression of the Purple Heavenly Fire, the green flames on the sword surged, enveloping the entire flying sword in it. Han immediately groaned as his mind connected, his face flashed with green energy, and a hint of pain appeared.

However, Han Li immediately ignored his physical discomfort and aimed his fingers at the flying sword. The green light flashed and more than ten sword energy shot out from his hand.

Just like the golden arc formed by the evil-proof divine thunder, as soon as the green sword energy came into contact with the green lamp flame, everything was sucked into it and turned into intangible form.

But Han Li seemed to have never seen all this. The spiritual power in his body was circulating continuously, and the sword energy struck Qing Yan one after another like moths rushing to the flame.

Mana is consumed rapidly.

In this way, after Qing Yan absorbed a lot of sword energy, he seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

Soon it turned into a dazzling blue fireball, burning fiercely in front of Han Li.

At this time, more than one-third of the mana in Han's body 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 towards the flying sword in the fire ball.

With a "Pfft" sound, the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword shot out of the green flames into the sky easily, circled, and shot into Han Li's hand.

Han Li lowered his head and looked at it. The flying sword in his hand was covered in green and crystal clear. The green flames on it were gone, and he couldn't help but smile.

"It's true! Although this flame is extremely magical, it obviously has a limited amount of spiritual power it can swallow. Too much Qingyuan Sword Qi is sucked in, and it can be manipulated by speculation." Han Li murmured a few words with a smile.

Then he put his hands together, and in a flash of light, the flying sword disappeared into the palm of his hand and disappeared.

At this time, Han Li looked at the cyan fireball in front of him, and with a tap of his finger, a ray of spiritual consciousness penetrated deep into it.

The green fireball trembled and slowly started to rotate, with green light flashing on and off.

Han Li raised his eyebrows and urged him with his spiritual thoughts.

The green fireball began to sway, but after a while, it flew slowly and diagonally for a few feet, twisting and turning all the way.

Seeing this, Han Li touched his chin and pondered.

This green flame is so powerful that it would be a waste to just give it up. Although he has absorbed the Qingyuan sword energy, he can forcefully use this flame. But obviously because of the technique, it is impossible to do it with ease. After all, this fire was not something he had refined, and it was difficult to control it as freely as he could the dry blue ice flame and the violet sky fire.

Han Li frowned and stared at the blue fireball, thinking about it. Suddenly he stretched out a hand and pressed it on the storage bag at his waist.

White light flashed, and a small jade-white rib and a light yellow vial appeared in the hand at the same time.

It was the jade slip that recorded the Xuanyin Sutra and the magic weapon he used to inhale the spirit of monsters.

Opening the cap of the bottle, a cloud of black gas flew out.

Han Li grabbed the black air with his five fingers, and the black air suddenly shot into the palm of his hand. Then with a movement of his mind, the ghost energy immediately bounced to the ribs on the other palm.

Immediately, the ribs turned from white to black, and floated away from his hands, emitting a faint, cold black light.

Seeing this, Han Li immersed his consciousness in it, quickly browsed the contents of the Xuanyin Sutra, and began to search for something.

When Han's mind turned over and saw the words "Yinhuo Lei", Han Li was delighted. He slowed down and began to browse this part of the content carefully.

"Yinhuo Lei" sounds like a common name, nothing special about it. But in fact, this thing is an existence that is no less than Tiandu Corpse Fire in the Xuanyin Sutra.

However, it is not a magic secret technique, but a secret method for refining thunder beads. It is the same kind of treasure as the "Tianleizi" that Han Li had obtained before.

Of course, according to the Xuanyin Sutra, once the Yin Fire Thunder is successfully refined, it will be incredibly powerful. 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 Dafa into a ball, then mix in some thunder and lightning power, plus some other materials, and use some special means to solidify and stabilize it.

Once it is used against an enemy, the yin fire and lightning inside it can be triggered at the same time, and then explode and injure people.

Unfortunately, the Thunder Bead is a one-time consumable. Not only does it have many restrictions, but it is also troublesome to refine. It is extremely difficult to succeed. Only monks who can control thunder-attribute spiritual power can refine it.

So let alone 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 Fire Thunder, he also didn't pay much attention to this secret method. Although he could control the evil-repelling divine thunder, he didn't know the Xuan Yin method, so he naturally swept it away. He only practiced a few Yi Xue secret techniques such as the Yin Demon Slaying in the Xuanyin Sutra.

Now when he felt a headache from the cyan flame in front of him, he suddenly thought of the secret method of refining Yin Fire Thunder.

Originally, refining Yin Fire Thunder required a large amount of spiritual power, and the chance of success was low. In addition, there were few monks who could control thunder and lightning. Therefore, few people refine this item in the world of immortality. Even if someone occasionally refines a few, because it is a consumable, it will be used quickly.

Han Li still doesn't know Xuanyin Dafa, but with his current knowledge and cultivation, he no longer needs to copy everything in the Xuanyin Sutra. As long as the thunder bead refining method is slightly changed, other thunder beads can be made using the ready-made blue flame, so it is not a waste.

After all, the power of the green flame is not as powerful as the purple sky fire, and the power of the refined thunder beads is definitely not as powerful as the original Yin Fire Thunder.

And he has had the idea of ​​using dry blue ice flame or even violet sky fire to refine thunder beads before, but because there are too few of these two kinds of spiritual flames, it is not enough even to use them against the enemy, so he really doesn't dare to waste them. On top of this. This thought was quickly forgotten.

Now facing the green flames that cannot be collected or dropped, it would be an excellent idea to refine them into thunder beads.

In this way, in the near future, this thing can become a sharp weapon against his enemies.

Making a plan in his mind, Han Li immediately rummaged for other things from the storage bag.

When it comes to the materials for refining thunder beads, he can really collect them from himself. These things are not rare items, they are common items that are used in both alchemy and weapon refining. Han Li also prepared some.

In this way, he took out the things one by one and placed them in front of him. Then facing the flickering fireball, his expression condensed and he raised his hands.

With a rumble, two golden arcs shot out from the palm of his hand at the same time, hitting the cyan fireball.

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In the hall where the Luoyun Sect was stationed, Lu Luo sat motionless on a chair in the hall, with no expression on his face.

In front of him, stood several Alchemy Formation monks from the Luoyun Sect with their hands tied, including the old man in red shirt and the woman surnamed Song. It's just that these people looked a little anxious.

"Master Nephew Duan, how many days has your Master Han been in seclusion?" Lu Luo suddenly asked calmly.

"Master Qi. Uncle Han has been in the quiet room for more than two months. Junior Sister Song and I have been guarding the quiet room. Uncle Han has never come out."

"Well! Your Master Uncle Han once said hello to me when he was in retreat. He said that he would make some preparations for the upcoming war. He asked us not to disturb his retreat. But now the Mulan people seem to have all the manpower and are starting to make a move. We have several high-level gatherings here. Those monks asked you, Uncle Han, to attend by name. But I rejected them all with excuses. But now the three major monks have gathered in Tianyicheng, and they have also sent a letter asking you, Uncle Han, to gather together tomorrow. . This time, it is a meeting that only monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul can participate in. It shows that they attach great importance to you, Uncle Han. It is hard to put it off." And I estimate that this meeting is the final decision on how to respond to the challenge. Meeting. If anyone from our Luoyun Sect attends this meeting. There are many benefits. Lu Luo sighed and murmured.

After hearing what their Master Lu said. Others in the hall also had wry smiles on their faces.

"But Uncle Han must be in seclusion at a critical point now. If he is disturbed easily, will his efforts be ruined?" The woman surnamed Song hesitated for a moment, then said with a look of worry on her face.

"It's because of this concern that Master Lu keeps putting it off. But if Master Han doesn't show up at tomorrow's party, I'm afraid other people..." A middle-aged monk with a mustache on his lips said hesitantly.

"Others, what's wrong?"

At this moment, a soft voice suddenly came from outside the hall. The sound was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly and unusually.

Upon hearing this, Lu Luo suddenly beamed with joy.

(There is still one chapter left, let’s keep coding!)