Chapter 1735

This place was unexpectedly a hall that resembled a temple.

This location was not small, and there was a small door on each of the two sides, which seemed to lead to other places.

Han Li's gaze swept back and forth across the hall rapidly, finally landing on the two rows of wooden shelves on either side.

The wooden shelves were as white as snow and faintly emitted wisps of cold air; they were actually the famous "Snow Wood" of the Spirit Realm.

This wood was an excellent material for refining ice-attribute treasures, yet here it was merely used as an ordinary wooden shelf to hold things. This was a bit too extravagant!

Even Han Li was speechless.

On the shelves were placed more than a dozen objects of various colors; looking from afar, there were things like Jade Ruyi, bowls, and small bells.

Han Li narrowed his eyes and swept his spiritual sense over these objects, resulting in him being stunned at first, followed by a face full of surprise.

These objects were unexpectedly overflowing with spiritual energy, and every one of them was a top-tier semi-finished treasure.

If they had all been fully refined by their original owner, even if they didn't count as Heaven-reaching Spirit Treasures, they would be quite similar to ordinary Spirit Treasures.

Most importantly, one look at the appearance of these treasures told one that they were the kind of rare treasures that possessed extremely special divine abilities.

Of course, even if he spent a great deal of effort to truly refine them completely, the effect of the ritual refining would certainly not be as powerful as what the original owner had refined. But even so, they still counted as top-tier treasures in the Spirit Realm.

Han Li flicked his sleeve, and a patch of azure light immediately flew out.

Wherever the light swept, these objects were all swept away.

Having obtained so many powerful treasures at once, Han Li's mood became very pleasant.

After sweeping his gaze across the hall once more, he lowered his head slowly and looked a few times at a meditation cushion beneath his feet, suddenly letting out a soft sound of surprise, as if he had discovered something else.

Without a second thought, he grabbed at the ground with one hand.

With a "swish," the meditation cushion fell into his hand without a sound.

It was very elastic, unusually cool, and a burst of exceptionally pure spiritual energy rushed toward his face.

"This is..." Han Li's gaze flickered.

The meditation cushion was clearly woven from some kind of spiritual herb, and not knowing how many tens of thousands of years it had been here, it still remained full of spiritual energy even now.

His expression stirred, as if he had discovered something, and he suddenly placed the cushion under his nose and sniffed it lightly.

As a result, a faint, fishy scent was unexpectedly emitted.

Han Li's expression suddenly became strange, and he flipped his other hand.

With a flash of azure light, a three-foot-long sword appeared in his hand.

He tossed the cushion into the air, and with a flick of his wrist, a sharp sword light slashed out.

A shocking scene appeared!

The seemingly indestructible sword light slashed onto the cushion, and the entire sword light immediately sank several inches into it, only to be firmly bounced away.

A yellow glow flowed across the surface of the cushion, and the sword mark that had been slashed out immediately recovered as before.

It was clearly just a meditation cushion woven from grass and wood, yet it had blocked the sword light of the Green Bamboo Cloud Swarm Sword.

"It is indeed true; it is truly the legendary 'Armor Grass'! There really is such a strange thing in the world. Relying solely on its grass-and-wood body, it can withstand the slashes of magic treasures like flying swords and flying knives. If made into armor and worn close to the body, it is enough to withstand a top-tier battle armor. It is a pity that this grass is most afraid of fire attacks, which greatly discounts its value. It is worthy of being an immortal's residence; to actually use such a rare spiritual herb to make a meditation cushion is truly a waste of talent." Han Li looked at the meditation cushion in his hand over and over again, muttering to himself in a low voice, but his face was full of a faint smile.

Since he had discovered the value of these meditation cushions, he naturally would not ignore them.

Immediately, a pitch-black palm reached out from his sleeve and grabbed at the ground as if casually.

Suddenly, a patch of gray light rolled toward the ground.

As the gray light flickered, hundreds of meditation cushions all disappeared without a sound.

The entire hall suddenly appeared extremely empty.

Sweeping his spiritual sense into his storage bracelet and seeing that those meditation cushions were all neatly stacked in one place, Han Li nodded with satisfaction.

For such a rare spiritual herb that had already gone extinct even in the Spirit Realm, if he could find a few more types, then this trip would truly not have been in vain.

Han Li thought this to himself, exhaled a long breath, and then took a deep inhale.

Not knowing if it was an illusion, the scent of sandalwood seemed to be a bit thicker than just a moment ago.

"Sandalwood!"

He suddenly turned his head, his eyes shining somewhat as he looked rapidly toward an incense burner in a corner.

In the incense burner, there was unexpectedly still half a stick of incense stuck there, but it was pale yellow, and he did not know how many years it had been placed there.

Han Li's eyebrows stirred, and he strode toward this corner.

Before he had truly walked up to it, his spiritual sense swept toward the incense burner first, but immediately his brow furrowed.

This incense burner was unexpectedly just made of ordinary bronze, and it didn't even count as a magic tool, which made him somewhat surprised.

His gaze flickered slightly, and he had already walked to the incense burner, lowering his head to look closely at the remnant incense that was only one-third the size of a normal incense stick.

A rich sandalwood scent was being emitted from this object.

This incense seemed to have some significance.

But looking at it from the outside, it seemed to have almost no difference from ordinary incense. But after so many years had passed, to still be able to maintain such a thick scent, one knew that this object definitely had some history.

After Han Li looked at it for a good while, the expression on his face gradually became somewhat solemn.

Suddenly, he raised one hand, extended two fingers, and slowly pinched toward the remnant incense.

Before truly touching this incense, a spiritual light flashed first, and a layer of azure light wrapped around his two fingers.

He had an extremely cautious appearance.

His fingers gently pulled the remnant incense from the incense burner, and no other strange things occurred.

But Han Li's expression remained unusual; he solemnly looked at this incense over and over again, placed it under his nose and sniffed it for a good while, and revealed a thoughtful expression.

Suddenly, one of his fingers flicked, a red light flashed, and a spark the size of a rice grain flicked out from his fingertip, hitting one end of the remnant incense.

It flashed and then extinguished!

The remnant incense was unexpectedly not ignited.

Han Li's gaze flashed, faintly revealing a trace of excitement, and his finger flicked slightly. Suddenly, a fist-sized crimson fireball appeared out of thin air at his fingertip, and it hovered in the void, motionless.

He gently inserted one end of the remnant incense into the fireball.

He stared intently and remained silent.

As a result, the seemingly ordinary remnant incense, despite the raging high-temperature flames, still had no intention of being ignited at all.

"It really is 'Black Nether Ice Incense', this is a holy object for eliminating inner demons when breaking through the Body Integration stage!"

Upon seeing this scene, Han Li's face unexpectedly revealed a look of wild joy.

He immediately flipped one hand, and a box as white as jade appeared in his hand, and he placed the remnant incense into it with extreme care.

Then, his figure flickered repeatedly, and he found two more pieces of remnant incense that had been half-burned in other incense burners in the corners, and he collected them as well.

With a flash of spiritual light in his hand, the jade box disappeared without a trace.

Han Li then searched around in this hall again, but unfortunately, there were not many things here originally, and apart from that shrine and the few plates of spiritual fruit remains that had long ago turned gray-white in front of the shrine, there was nothing else.

As a result, he finally turned his gaze toward the shrine.

The shrine itself flashed with purple light and was about a zhang tall, while the statue inside was emerald green, as if it had been carved from top-grade green jade.

This statue wore a green Daoist robe, held a snow-white horsetail whisk in one hand, held a purple-gold gourd in the other, and had three long wisps of beard on its chin, faintly appearing to have the demeanor of an immortal.

But Han Li only looked at this statue for a moment before he couldn't help but reveal a trace of horror in his eyes.

He suddenly discovered that no matter how long he opened his eyes wide to stare at the statue's face, he could only see a patch of emerald light shining in his eyes, and he was ultimately unable to see the statue's true appearance at all.

Han Li's eye corners twitched twice, his pupils shrank slightly, and the next moment, dazzling blue light flashed in his eyes; he had actually used his Bright Clear Spirit Eyes to forcibly peer at the statue's face.

This time, it really had some effect; the layer of green light on the statue's face was actually gradually seen through by him, and it rapidly thinned in his eyes.

His heart was happy, his gaze focused, and he wanted to sweep toward the statue's face.

But before he had truly looked closely, suddenly a sound of Sanskrit music rang out in his brain, making his ears buzz, and his entire spiritual sea seemed to have turned upside down.

With his eyes going black, Han Li stumbled, almost sitting on the ground as the world spun.

Fortunately, his spiritual sense was almost no worse than those Body Integration stage existences, and after hurriedly circulating the Great Expansion Art in his body, he finally woke up from the dizziness and hurriedly moved his feet to stand straight again.

After Han Li stabilized his figure, his gaze toward the statue became suspicious and uncertain.

This statue was so strange; with his current cultivation realm, he was actually unable to see its true appearance. It could be seen that it itself was a strange treasure with unfathomable power.

With this object being worshipped here, one would think that the person being worshipped was also a person of great significance in the True Immortal Realm.

And things like statues were extremely profound things.

Even some great divine ability users in the Spirit Realm could borrow the power of a statue to make their primordial spirit or split soul appear out of thin air, even from a million miles away.

If the owner of this statue was truly a person of great history in the True Immortal Realm, and it had never been heard that an immortal from the True Immortal Realm had truly used this method to descend to this realm in the Spirit Realm, then taking this statue away was definitely an act of playing with fire and burning oneself.

Han Li's expression was uncertain for a good while, but finally, he took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the desire in his heart, moved his gaze away from the shrine, and looked toward the side door on one side.

With a movement of his figure, he walked over without further hesitation.

That giant ape puppet, under the urging of his spiritual sense, also followed closely behind.

After a moment, apart from a lonely shrine, there was nothing else in the hall.

At this time, Han Li had already passed through a corridor and arrived in front of more than a dozen rooms similar to side chambers.

These rooms were all not very large, and they all looked exactly the same.

Han Li looked rapidly for a moment, then let the giant ape puppet push open all the room doors one by one, and seeing that there was nothing unusual, he moved his own figure and flashed into one of the rooms.

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