Chapter 413: Taking Shape

Han Li narrowed his eyes slightly, and his ten fingers flicked lightly, and the ten spiritual threads broke on their own.

Then he patted his storage bag, and more than ten white lights flew out, arranging themselves in a circle below these liquids; they were twelve identical small jade boxes.

These jade boxes were all made of some flawless white jade, exquisite and incomparable, and their volume was only a few inches in size.

Han Li flicked his sleeves lightly, and the lids of all the jade boxes moved away.

Then, the word "Drop" was spat out from Han Li's mouth, and all the viscous green liquid floating in the air fell down in response.

Not more, not less, exactly one piece into each jade box.

When Han Li sealed the lids again, his expression softened, and he truly felt relieved.

Although he had the assistance of spirit stones and pills, his magic power was also almost exhausted at this time.

Just like this, Han Li sat quietly for a few days, restoring his state to its peak, and then began to refine the remaining five Heavenly Lightning Bamboos.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed.

Han Li spent a great deal of effort and finally refined all the Heavenly Lightning Bamboos into a pure liquid state.

Then, after resting slightly, he began to set up a complex formation in the secret chamber.

Han Li did not know the name of this formation.

He only knew that this formation was a must for refining the "Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords," which was repeatedly mentioned in the refining method on the golden page. It could be seen that it was absolutely a preparatory work of top priority.

Therefore, although the method of setting it up was well-known to Han Li, and he had even tried to set it up several times, he was still extremely careful at this moment, not daring to make the slightest mistake.

After all, even a casual mistake in a single rune could cause unpredictable accidents when he refined the magic treasure.

Thus, the formation was finally completed after Han Li spent a full half-month in trepidation. He even installed more than ten mid-tier spirit stones to test it and felt that the formation was indeed operating normally before he felt relieved.

Then, Han Li did not immediately start refining the magic treasure but temporarily walked out of the secret chamber.

Having used pill fire non-stop for half a year, and with his spirit constantly in a state of high concentration, even a Core Formation cultivator like Han Li felt overwhelmed and had to adjust slightly.

Because this was only the most critical step in refining the magic treasure.

But as soon as Han Li walked out of the secret chamber, another surprise was waiting for him.

Those "Gold-Eating Insects," under the intermittent feeding of "Neon Clothes Grass," finally began to devour each other again.

This made Han Li overjoyed!

Since the number of Gold-Eating Insects reached tens of thousands, that little bit of Neon Clothes Grass simply couldn't make them lay eggs and evolve again. And for all these years, most of the green liquid had been used by Han Li to ripen the Heavenly Lightning Bamboo. The Gold-Eating Insects had even less chance of showing any changes.

However, when the Heavenly Lightning Bamboo was finished ripening, Han Li immediately had Qu Hun strengthen their cultivation.

After all, Han Li still had great expectations for these strange insects.

As soon as Han Li got this information from Qu Hun, he went to the insect room.

Those Gold-Eating Insects that had devoured each other now had golden spots on their shells that occupied a small half of their body surface. He estimated that the next generation they laid should be able to expand the golden spots a little more.

But after looking at them for a while, the joy on Han Li's face faded, and he frowned slightly.

At this speed, it was not very optimistic that all these Gold-Eating Insects would evolve into golden ones. Their numbers would multiply several times after each evolution. And the Neon Clothes Grass that could be ripened by green liquid was truly limited; it was impossible for thousands of them to evolve successfully at once. At this rate, the next evolution was who knows how far away!

Han Li fell into deep thought outside the insect room.

It seemed that he could only specifically cultivate a small portion of them. Otherwise, Han Li doubted whether he would still have the chance to see the "Gold-Eating Insects" in gold.

Thinking this, Han Li immediately made a decision.

However, all this had to wait until the Gold-Eating Insects laid eggs. For now, he could put it aside and focus on refining his magic treasure.

Just like this, after resting for a month, Han Li finally chose an auspicious day.

Then he burned incense and prayed in his bedroom for two days, letting his state of mind enter a state of no waves, before returning to the secret chamber and standing at the eye of the formation in the middle of the formation.

Han Li's expression was solemn as he waved both hands, and dozens of jade boxes containing Heavenly Lightning Bamboo liquid fell into various places in the formation, containing some kind of law.

Then other various boxes and wooden cases flew out from the storage bag one after another, all falling in front of Han Li and opening their lids on their own, revealing various auxiliary materials that had already been processed.

Han Li looked at these materials, took a deep breath, slowly sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and slowly entered meditation.

After the time it takes to eat a meal, Han Li opened his eyes, and green mist appeared on his body.

As soon as these mists appeared, the spirit stones embedded in the formation emitted dazzling light, and the entire formation began to operate with a low hum.

Han Li did not move his body, but his ten fingers flicked, and spiritual threads pulled the Heavenly Lightning Bamboo liquid out of the boxes.

In the formation below, a series of "pfft," "pfft" sounds rang out, and bowl-sized beams of light shot out from various places, covering these liquids and making them unable to move a fraction within the beams.

Seeing this, Han Li closed his eyes again and, without haste, released his powerful spiritual sense, bringing all the beams of light under his control.

Immediately, those beams of light flickered and changed colors as if they were alive.

A strange scene appeared; after countless non-stop changes, the colors of the beams of light gradually tended to be consistent.

As a result, after the final color change, all the beams of light turned into a fiery red color and fixed, reflecting the green liquid wrapped within it to be even more emerald green and dripping.

Han Li was expressionless; he opened his mouth and spat out a stream of emerald green pill fire, which landed exactly on one of the beams of light.

"Pfft," the entire beam of light burned fiercely, instantly turning into a red pillar of fire.

Han Li spat out pill fire one after another without hesitation, igniting all the beams of light.

Seventy-two two-zhang-tall pillars of fire flashed with dazzling red light in the secret chamber.

He sighed lightly!

In terms of the power of the flame, pill fire was much stronger than these pillars of fire that looked flashy but had no substance, but unfortunately, refining flying swords was not about the greater the power of the flame, the better.

This made him have to waste so much pill power at the cost of being severely injured for a while.

After Han Li thought this, the green liquid in the pillars of fire, under the manipulation of his spiritual sense and the power of the formation, began to slowly deform.

Bit by bit, they were pulled from round lumps, flattened, and then sword embryos four or five inches long gradually took shape.

But it was simple to say, but in reality, after Han Li manipulated them for a day and a night, seventy-two emerald green liquid flying swords officially appeared in each pillar of fire.

Han Li let out a long breath of stuffiness in his heart, his spirit relaxed slightly, and then he felt a dull pain in his head, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Manipulating seventy-two flying swords to take shape at the same time, even for Han Li with such a powerful spiritual sense, was an extremely strenuous thing.

But even though the important spiritual sense shaping was completed, Han Li still didn't dare to relax too much.

Even for someone with spiritual sense as powerful as Han Li's, simultaneously manipulating the formation of seventy-two flying swords was an extremely strenuous task.

Han Li's hands flicked non-stop, and all the small swords slowly flew over, surrounding him in the middle.

Looking at the seventy-two small swords nearby, he suddenly exerted force with his teeth, bit his tongue, and spat out a mouthful of essence blood, which condensed into a blood lump the size of an egg in front of him.

Then, under Han Li's manipulation, the blood lump dripped several drops into each sword embryo.

As soon as the essence blood touched the liquid flying swords, it immediately escaped into them and disappeared without a trace.

After doing this, Han Li tapped a box of silver powder auxiliary materials on the ground, and the silver powder flew up and automatically sprinkled evenly on each sword embryo, making them suddenly shine with silver light.

Next, another box of black powder...

Han Li carefully added all kinds of auxiliary materials into the seventy-two sword embryos according to the refining method, and then summoned seventy-two pillars of fire again, letting the flying swords escape into them and beginning to refine them again.

This time, Han Li did not refine many flying swords together, but carefully carved and polished them one by one.

And following the pattern, he began to use his spiritual sense to engrave some micro-formations he didn't quite understand onto the flying swords, ensuring that they were exactly the same as the diagrams attached to the golden page.

【End of Chapter】 ===== CHAPTER 414 =====

Following the same pattern, he began using his spiritual sense to engrave micro-arrays—which he himself did not fully understand—onto the flying swords, ensuring they were exactly identical to the diagrams attached to the golden pages.

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