Chapter 1332 Mysterious Thunder

"Oh, no. I also practice a little thunder and lightning. Naturally, I'm a little curious about this. Taoist friends plan to exchange some of this. Han Li played with the thunderwood in his hand for a while and replied quietly.

As soon as he heard that Han Lizhen wanted to change the appearance of wicker, the old man in Bai Xia was stunned, looked up and down at Han Li, and then said in a hoarse voice:

"Although the real use of this thunderwood has not been found, the value of this spiritual wood formed by thunder is difficult to estimate. Well, I have been refining a furnace of "Qianyuan Dan" recently. There is still an unlimited variety of 5,000-year-old spiritual grass. If Taoist friends can provide one, this spiritual wood can be taken away. Of course, if there is a top-level spirit stone or something else of the same value, I will not refuse.

"How about you, I have a panacea!" Han Li's heart was stunned, and Bai Xiazhong's face suddenly darkened.

"Taoist friends don't have to be surprised. There are some little prodigies in my cultivation, and their sense of smell is far more than that of ordinary people. The wooden box you took out when you traded with the woman of the demon clan just now, and the fragrance of medicine was smelled a little. That's an elixir that's about 3,000 years old. If you take out such an elixir so easily, it is likely that there will be more than 5,000 years. The old man said in a low voice.

When Han Li heard this, he was speechless.

He has heard that Buddhism has a kind of magic power. It can strengthen the five senses of the monk. The legendary mind, thousands of miles of eyes, and downwind ears are similar to magical power. Speaking of his Ming and Qing Dynasties, in a sense, it is also a specific manifestation of this magical power, but it can't reach the incredible state of rumors.

After thinking about the specific reason in his heart, Han Li slowed down and said slowly:

"So that's it. Since the Taoist friend has asked for the elixir, there is really such a real one in the hand. Let's see if it is applicable.

Han Li didn't mean to bargain at all. As soon as he raised his hand, his hand flashed white light, and a rectangular wooden box emerged and gently threw it to the other party.

The old man was a little surprised. He didn't expect Han Lizhen to agree to the conditions. Naturally, he took over the wooden box with great joy, opened the lid of the box, took a look, and immediately closed it again.

"No, it is indeed a five-thousand-year elixir, which is just suitable for my alchemy." The old man took the wooden box and was very happy.

Seeing this, Han Li smiled, shook the willow in his hand slightly, and also disappeared. Then he hugged his fist and turned away without saying a word.

In front of these old foxes, many words must be lost.

Han Li, who came out of the Taixuan Hall, turned around in the rest of Fangshi again. But with his family full of heavenly treasures and countless elixirs, how could these stores easily make him easily moved? After a few hours, he immediately returned to the bluestone tower.

As soon as he entered the quiet room of the team's hall, Han Li raised his hand and hit the stone door of the quiet room, temporarily stimulating the prohibition of the whole quiet room to prevent being disturbed by others.

But in this way, Han Li was still a little worried. When he raised his hand, several different-colored rays shot out, and the flash of disappeared into the four corners of the quiet room.

With one pinch of both hands, a layer of white light curtain emerged on the stone wall, completely obscuring the possibility of peeping.

In this way, Han Li sat cross-legged on the futon with confidence. With one hand, the half-foot-long thunderwood appeared in his hand.

This is only the thickness of the thumb, the color is unusually green, but there are some small lines on the body surface that look like a whirlpool, which makes people have the meaning of sinking their eyes in it.

At that time, in the Taixuan Hall, he did not explore this thing carefully. Now he stroked the branch inch by inch with his fingers and closed his eyes at the same time.

The power of thunder and lightning under the skin of Lingmu is abnormal, but it is really an incredible thing that it can solidify into the current form.

Thinking so much in his heart, he opened his eyes again, the blue light flashed on his hands, and began to slowly inject a trace of spiritual power into the branches.

But when the square injected a little, the branches trembled gently, and a force of rebound suddenly emerged, actually rebounding these spiritual forces.

A trace of surprise flashed in Han Li's heart, and the blue light in his hand gradually became dazzling.

In the trembling, the branches glowed with a faint white light, intertwined with the green light in Han Li's hand, but it was completely incompatible.

After a while, there was a faint buzzing between the two lights.

Han Li frowned, waved with one hand, and the blue light in his hand disappeared.

Obviously, it continues to increase the injection of spiritual power. Maybe it can be forcibly poured into it, but the branch itself will also explode itself.

With Han Li's experience, this is not the only way to study this thing.

He grabbed the palm of the branch, and immediately a series of thunders came out, and golden wires emerged, covering the branches in an instant.

The branches are motionless in the golden arc bounce, which is unusual.

Han Li did not show a depressed expression. If he really studied it so easily, the former owner would not regard it as a chicken rib.

Han Li suddenly threw the middle branch into the air and immediately suspended in mid-air.

A pinning your finger at the branch, a golden sword flashed out. It is cutting in the middle of the branch.

A deep Thunderbolt came out, the white light arc flashed, and the branches were easily cut in two sections, and fell down lightly.

Han Li grabbed the void with one hand without thinking, and the two small truncated branches were immediately taken into his hand.

With a glance, I saw a silvery white color at the fracture.

Han Li's blue eyes flashed and stared. Immediately, the so-called silver white turned out to be an extremely regular interweaving of countless slender electric wires, forming an incredible strange pattern.

Complex and fine abnormality!

If he hadn't had a spiritual eye, he would never have seen anything wrong.

In a blink of an eye, a layer of emerald green appeared on the silver electric surface at the fracture, and immediately turned the two remnants into two completely independent branches.

Han Li was really surprised,

Control the arc and condense the lightning into shape, which is originally one of the magical power he is good at. But he had never thought of refining the lightning to this point and forming such an incredible state.

The complexity is far more than that of his original method of turning evil spirits into a power grid and condensing into electric balls.

The manipulation requirements of this method for divine thoughts are absolutely surprisingly high, otherwise it can never be done like this.

Han Li holds two branches. He bowed his head and pondered.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and one finger rushed to one of them, a void.

The golden light flashed, and the truncated branches were cut in two in the white arc again.

But this time, Han Li, who had been prepared for a long time, moved his mind, and one of them immediately came under Han Li's eyes, and the silver-white incision was completely exposed in front of him.

Han Li's eyes were blue, staring at the scene of the broken mouth without blinking, and his face was full of solemnity.

Although it is the same silver-white incision, the pattern formed by the wire on it. It's very different from what I saw for the first time.

In a moment, the incision of the branch was once again covered by a layer of emerald green.

Han Li slowly closed his eyes, as if he was commeating.

Suddenly, his fingers bounced and cut off all the branches. Among them, he only glanced at the repeated thunder pattern and immediately stopped looking at it. When the new thunder pattern appeared, he stared and couldn't move.

In this way, in a blink of an eye, half of the branches of Beijing were cut into countless small pieces and scattered all over the ground.

When Han Li showed a sudden color, the slender sword light spewed out again, the direction changed, and began to cut the other half of the branches directly from the middle. In the silver flash, it was neatly divided into two pieces of uniform size.

After the same careful observation, the golden wire kept popping up, and this half of the thunderwood turned into a pile of thin pieces.

The thinnest part is like white paper.

In this way, these thunderwood remains are still in an extremely stable state, obviously containing terrible and abnormal lightning power, but there is no sign of an outbreak.

Han Li suddenly turned his palm, and a white jade slip appeared in his hand.

He held the jade slip in one hand and instantly copied all the incisions he had just seen into the jade slip.

Then I took a long breath.

Even with his true memory, it is very difficult to remember so many complex and fine thunder patterns at once.

After slightly regaining his mind, Han Li began to quietly understand the thunder patterns.

There is no reason. As soon as he saw these thunder patterns, he was immediately confident that these patterns were the key to forming thunderwoods.

Han Li's seat is a day and a night. The whole person is like a wood carving, not moving.

Suddenly, Han Li's eyelids moved, his ten fingers suddenly flicked, and the thunder was loud!

Golden arcs ejected out one after another, and then broke apart in a blink of an eye, turning into countless slender wires.

Han Li said some words in his mouth, and his ten fingers kept pointing in the air.

When the wire is a meal. Suddenly condensed into the middle, and then began to interweave in the void, forming a strange and unusual pattern, which was as vaguely the same as a thunder pattern recorded by Han Li.

When it was about to take shape and condensed into a special piece of golden cloth, it suddenly burst into a piece of cloth.

In the thunder like firecrackers, the collapse disappeared.

Han Li took a deep breath, and instead of showing a disappointed expression on his face, his eyes were faintly full of excitement.

What he thought was that at the moment when the golden thunder pattern was formed, he obviously felt an inexplicable power from the golden cloth.

Unfortunately, but before he studied it carefully, a wire was intertwined for a while, resulting in the loss of previous achievements.

Han Li took a deep breath, rubbed his hands, and a thick golden arc ejected again, rumbling between his hands.

With the same fragmentation, countless golden wires emerged again, dense, far more than last time.

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