Chapter 1346

Just like that, under the manipulation of Han Li's spiritual sense, he kept using the electric threads in the air to form one identical thunder pattern after another according to the structure of the thunder wood. WwW. feiazw. CoM Net

But this kind of manipulation was clearly extremely difficult; even with Han Li's powerful spiritual sense and subtle operations under his Bright-Clear Spirit Eyes, he failed one after another, and they burst apart one after another.

After seven or eight times, finally, a golden, shimmering "brocade" appeared, hovering in the air motionless.

This brocade was palm-sized, with an exceptionally eye-catching thunder pattern imprinted in the middle, shimmering with mystery.

The moment Han Li saw this item take shape, a strange look flashed across his face. With a wave of his hand, the brocade moved and drifted down, and he grabbed it with one hand.

The brocade was exceptionally soft, with a smooth surface, even more delicate than real silk. Without looking closely with the Bright-Clear Spirit Eyes, one couldn't see anything amiss at all.

Han Li stroked the golden brocade and studied it for a while. With a flash of his gaze, he suddenly tossed the item into the air and struck it with a magic formula.

The brocade turned into a golden light and flew to the top of his head. With a spin, a low thunderous sound rang out.

The brocade shattered inch by inch. In the golden light, a shadow-like thunder pattern emerged, pale gold in color, a semi-transparent existence, and at the same time, a huge spiritual pressure erupted from the thunder pattern into the sky.

It was exactly the mysterious power he had sensed earlier.

Han Li narrowed his eyes slightly, gazing at the head-sized golden pattern in the air, his heart exceptionally excited.

Although he had not yet thoroughly activated the thunder pattern in the air with a magic formula, the powerful spiritual power contained within it was already more than ten times that of the Evil-Warding Divine Thunder that composed the brocade. If it were offensive power, I'm afraid that even with the restrictions protecting this stone room, it would absolutely be unable to withstand it.

Thinking this to himself, Han Li beckoned toward the thunder pattern in the air.

A thunderclap rang out, the thunder pattern flashed with light, restored itself into the brocade, and was captured in his hand again.

Subsequently, Han Li sprayed out golden arcs again and began to condense the second thunder pattern item using the Evil-Warding Divine Thunder. After another round of failures, another thunder pattern item appeared before his eyes.

The item that appeared this time was not a brocade, but a golden, shimmering round bead, on the surface of which a similar thunder pattern shimmered faintly.

Han Li grabbed one with each hand, carefully sensing the differences between the two with his spiritual sense.

After a moment, he thought of something, opened his mouth, and suddenly a mass of silver flame sprayed out.

He pinched a magic formula with both hands and pointed at the flame.

Suddenly, a clear cry rang out from the fire, and with a "peng" sound, the flame burst apart, and countless silver flowers splashed in all directions.

Han Li muttered words in his mouth, and with his spiritual sense wrapped around them, the silver sparks condensed and deformed, turning into fine threads of fire.

The same scene appeared, but these fire threads had only intertwined halfway when they burst apart with a rumble, turning back into a mass of silver fireballs.

Seeing this scene, Han Li showed a thoughtful expression. At the same time, with a movement of his heart, the silver fireball immediately turned into a firebird, spread its wings, flew back, and dived into Han Li's body, disappearing without a trace.

Subsequently, Han Li also tried to condense green spiritual threads with his own magic power, but the result was the same as the Spirit-Devouring Heavenly Fire; they dissipated and vanished halfway through the spellcasting.

Han Li did not continue to try, but instead fell into deep thought.

Clearly, the mysterious power in both originated from the same source, but they were vastly different in the subtle details. The lightning power in the brocade was stable and pure, while the lightning power in the golden bead was restless and exceptionally dangerous, seemingly ready to erupt at any moment.

Han Li played with the two thunder pattern items, pondered carefully for a while, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

If his guess was correct, these thunder patterns should be a kind of naturally formed, wonderful talisman script, and each pattern should have a unique effect, a kind of existence similar to the true immortal scripts like the Silver Tadpole Script.

However, what divine effects these thunder patterns had, and how to use them proficiently, was something that couldn't be understood in a short time.

Han Li put the two thunder pattern items into a jade box, carefully pasted a few restriction talismans on it, and then put it into his storage bracelet along with the jade slip.

For the remaining time, Han Li restrained his spirit, closed his eyes, and truly entered a state of meditation to rest.

On the morning of the third day, Han Li opened his eyes, retracted the quiet room restrictions, pushed open the stone door, and walked out.

As soon as he left the stone room, following Han Li's usual habit, he immediately released his spiritual sense in all directions, subconsciously sweeping across the entire hall.

As a result, a sound immediately came into his ears.

As a result, he tilted his head, and his brows furrowed.

But his footsteps did not stop at all, and he walked toward the hall.

Before he had completely walked out of the passage, Han Li suddenly heard a burst of wild laughter from a man:

"Fairy Xu, a bet is a bet; you failed to fulfill the agreed-upon matter. Isn't it time to agree to my disciple's marriage proposal?"

This laughter was extremely unfamiliar, sounding as unpleasant as a broken gong.

Han Li walked out of the passage with an unchanged expression, swept his gaze, and took everything in the hall into his eyes.

He saw that in the hall, four people were facing each other as if in a standoff.

A man and a woman were standing together; the woman was exactly that Xu-surnamed female cultivator, but at this moment, her face was deathly pale, while the other person was the green-eyed burly man Zhuo Chong, whose face was also exceptionally ugly.

The two people opposite them were two men in black robes!

One was an old man with a thin, long face and triangular eyes, wearing Azure Underworld Armor, while the other was short in stature, with sparse, yellow, scorched hair on his head, and was actually a middle-aged dwarf with a face full of pockmarks.

The one laughing loudly was exactly that old man with triangular eyes!

"Senior Han!"

As soon as Han Li's figure appeared in the hall, the green-eyed burly man saw him, was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly stepped forward to pay his respects as if he had been granted an amnesty.

Upon seeing Han Li, the Xu-surnamed female cultivator's beautiful face also showed a look of surprise and joy.

Han Li stopped his footsteps, his heart turning a hundred times in an instant, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Your Excellency must be the newly arrived Fellow Daoist Han!" The old man's wild laughter also came to an abrupt halt, and he looked at Han Li with some surprise.

At the same time, Han Li swept his spiritual sense and discovered that the old man was actually a mid-stage Spirit Severing cultivator, one realm higher than himself, and he couldn't help but raise his brows.

"Who are you two Fellow Daoists, and why are you making such a racket here?" Han Li asked coldly.

Seeing Han Li's appearance, the old man with triangular eyes was furious; he was clearly higher in cultivation than the other party, yet he was being spoken to like this—truly not knowing what was good for him.

However, this person thought of Han Li's identity as a flying-ascender cultivator, and the anger that had just risen in his heart was forcibly suppressed, but he still said with a fake smile:

"I am Huang Bao, the leader of the 27th team. Coming to your hall is just to have a few words with Fairy Xu; I hope you won't interfere, Fellow Daoist."

"I have nothing to say to you; this matter seems to only concern your disciple. Senior suddenly interfering in this matter, don't you feel it's a bit of bullying the weak?" The Xu-surnamed female cultivator bit her teeth and said word by word.

"What, Fairy Xu wants to break her promise to my disciple? Fairy, you didn't say beforehand that my disciple couldn't seek help from others. If you have the ability, Fellow Daoist, feel free to seek help yourself. Otherwise, don't blame me for bringing disaster and trouble upon your Xu family." The old man with triangular eyes had a cold tone, his snake-like gaze fixed on the woman.

"My affairs have nothing to do with the Xu family; Senior, please don't implicate the innocent." The Xu-surnamed female cultivator couldn't help but show a look of shock and anger in her eyes.

"Hehe, how could it have nothing to do with them? When you made the bet with my disciple, your entire Xu family were witnesses. If you are unwilling to keep your promise, naturally I have to find these witnesses." The old man laughed and said.

Upon hearing this, Fairy Xu's face turned even paler, and as her gaze shifted, it couldn't help but fall on Han Li. Although she didn't speak, the pleading in her eyes was undoubtedly clear.

The green-eyed burly man on the side also had a look of helplessness on his face.

"What bet?" Han Li touched his nose and asked lightly.

To tell the truth, if it weren't for the fact that the Xu-surnamed woman was a descendant of the Ice Soul Fairy and he still cherished that bit of sentiment, he wouldn't have asked this question at all.

Basically, with his status, asking this question almost meant he intended to interfere in this matter.

The old man with triangular eyes had a slight change in expression!

"It's very simple. I proposed marriage to Fairy Xu, but Fairy Xu, relying on the extreme cold of her Ice Crystal Sword, once personally promised me that as long as my life-bound magic treasure could withstand one strike of this sword without being frozen, she would agree to this marriage. And I have already achieved this. But Fairy intends to go back on her word and actually hid here." The dwarf's eyes rolled around, and he said with a hehe laugh.

"Is this true?" Han Li asked the Xu-surnamed woman again.

"It is true, but that life-bound magic treasure was tampered with; otherwise, how could a mere early-stage cultivator withstand one of my strikes?" Fairy Xu said with a face full of anger, and she looked at the old man with unwilling eyes.

Although the old man didn't say anything, a trace of pride flowed from his triangular eyes.

"Regardless of the reason, now the Ice Crystal Sword cannot freeze my Green Wave Blade; this is true! Fairy, you admit this too, right?" The dwarf said with a giggle.

The Xu-surnamed woman remained silent with a face full of frost.

"So that's how it is! But I also don't believe that Fellow Daoist Xu's Ice Crystal Sword would be unable to freeze your magic treasure. Demonstrate it again in front of me. If it's truly the case, I won't bother with this matter. If not, I ask the two Fellow Daoists to leave this place. This is the station of the 56th team, not the 27th." Han Li's eyes flashed with cold light, and his tone suddenly became stern.

"Senior, I..."

"Good, let's do it this way. I hope Fellow Daoist Han can remember what you said."

Upon hearing this, the Xu-surnamed woman was shocked and wanted to say something, but the old man was overjoyed and agreed immediately.

Because he feared Han Li's identity as a flying-ascender cultivator, he was unwilling to truly form a grudge unless necessary.

The dwarf also immediately opened his mouth and sprayed out a green flying blade, which hovered in front of him, while a sinister smile appeared on his face.

This flying blade was dazzling and brilliant, shimmering with astonishing spiritual light, looking truly extraordinary.

Han Li narrowed his eyes, blue light flashed in his pupils, and he saw through the flying blade inside and out.

This so-called "Green Wave Blade" actually had two completely different spiritual powers condensed within it. One spiritual power was weaker, and the other was exceptionally powerful!

Sure enough, this treasure had been tampered with.

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