Chapter 263: Furious Mountain Mutation
The pupils of Han Li's eyes were illuminated by golden light. After exhaling lightly, he practiced the mystic technique, and the majestic spiritual consciousness was released suddenly. After passing through the light curtain, it was suddenly divided into seventy-two parts, and directly pierced into the golden thunderbolt. Controlled seventy-two green bamboo bee cloud swords.
Under the control of his mind, the seventy-two flying swords trembled one after another, the light gradually shrank, and all the golden arcs that ejected were also retracted bit by bit, gradually merging into the flying swords, and finally disappeared.
Han Li pinched the magic formula with both hands, and after the magic circle on the fire pond flickered for a few times, the golden beam of light shot out from it gradually disappeared, leaving only the flying swords still suspended in the flames.
He opened his mouth and sucked in fiercely, and the baby fire fused in the silver flame immediately rolled out and was swallowed by him.
With the withdrawal of the baby fire, the temperature in the flame dropped a little bit, but the green bamboo and bee cloud swords that were as transparent as crystals began to glow with green light, and gradually turned green again.
On the edge of its sword, there are dots of golden splendor shining through it, which naturally formed groups of golden lines in the style of thunderclouds, which seemed natural and still had some simple meaning.
Han Li moved his hands in the void, leaving behind afterimages of golden light. All the flying swords suddenly came out of the silver flames as if they were spiritual, and slowly swept towards him.
He raised his two fingers together and swiped at the palm of his hand, a ball of light golden blood essence overflowed from it, congealed into a golden blood ball the size of an egg, was scattered by his palm, divided into seventy-two drops accurately, sprinkled into each Among the flying swords.
As soon as the blood essence touched the flying sword, it immediately sank into it and disappeared without a trace.
At the same time, Han Li felt that the connection between himself and Feijian was getting closer, and the discomfort caused by the change of Feijian's aura before disappeared in no time.
He waved his palm again, and the seventy-two flying swords flashed blue light, like a summer firefly, they flew into the flames with extreme lightness, and continued to be calcined.
After a while, Han Li stepped forward, closed his eyes slightly, and began to imprint the miniature magic circle recorded in the ancient animal skin book on the flying sword with his consciousness.
...
After half a year.
The big blue light formation outside the Fushan retreated, and Han Li walked out from the gate of the mansion. There was no emotion on his face, but he was quite happy in his heart.
So far, the seventy-two Green Bamboo and Bee Cloud Swords have all been sacrificially practiced, and the appearance and the breath they release have taken on a new look. small boost.
And what satisfied him the most was that the seventy-two flying swords after the re-training were once again infused with his blood essence, and the connection with him became closer, which also made him clearly feel the power of these flying swords. The amazing spirituality contained in it.
This feeling is like these seventy-two flying swords are not his magic weapon, but something connected with his blood.
Being in a secret realm, he didn't test the power of the flying sword for the time being, but he didn't need to think about it to know that it was definitely not comparable to the past.
In the square outside the mansion, Hu Zhen and others had been waiting for a long time. After Han Li asked about some affairs in the secret territory, he rewarded these people with some spirit stones and asked them to continue to work hard.
Afterwards, Han Li intentionally or unintentionally asked about some things in the Torch Dragon Dao, but because most of these people had stayed in this secret realm, they didn't know much.
There was only one new disciple, who talked about some things in Zhulong Dao, and they were all trivial matters, but it can also be seen from this that there is no major disturbance in the sect.
This made Han Li more or less relieved.
So in relative calm, time passed.
A few years later, Han Li finally got definite news from the Impermanence League by chance, knowing that Gu Jie was blocked by a high-level member of the Impermanence League, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.
It didn't take long for him to be isolated by the banning formation outside the Fushan Mountain where he was.
...
Time flies, the years are long, and in the blink of an eye, it is already two hundred years later.
In the secret place of Fushan Mountain, outside a floating mountain peak shrouded in green light, seven or eight young men dressed in the costumes of disciples of the Candle Dragon Dao, each with nervous expressions, hung in mid-air, looking very anxious.
"What should we do? Brother Hu... This time the fog in the gully is rising very unusually. In previous years, it would recede in a month at most, but this time it has been more than three months, but it still hasn't dissipated. There are even some fog in the past few days. Continue to spread upwards, this..." A round-faced young man looked at the dark-skinned young man named Hu Zhen and asked.
"Elder Li has told him before this retreat that his retreat is of great importance. If there is nothing very important, we must not disturb him. If we send a message to him so recklessly, it will really affect the elder's cultivation. Can you afford it?" Hu Zhen said after hearing the words.
"However, Elder Li has been in seclusion for nearly a hundred years now, and no one knows when he will come out. If something really happens in the gully and affects the harvest of elixir, we can't explain it either." The round-faced young man was anxious Said.
The people around also nodded one after another, with a look of deep approval.
The dark-skinned young man frowned, and after thinking about it, he said:
"It's definitely inappropriate to summon Elder Li so rashly now. We must find out what happened in the big gully before we can make a decision. For the time being, let's pay close attention to the changes in the fog and let everyone keep an eye on it to prevent the white ghost from spreading. Invasion, I will find a way to investigate the situation inside, but if it doesn’t work, I have no choice but to disturb Elder Li.”
"That's the only way to go..." The round-faced youth nodded and said.
As a result, before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and he raised his head to look above the suspended mountain peak shrouded in blue light.
In the high sky, there seemed to be a sudden gust of wind, blowing strands of clouds and gathering towards this side, and soon gathered into a huge gray cloud stretching for hundreds of miles.
There is a faint streamer of light within the cloud cluster, flickering like a shooting star at first, then the light gradually grows, and gradually stabilizes, and it actually emits gorgeous colorful light.
"Is this... Is Elder Li going to break through the realm?" the round-faced youth murmured.
"It should be..." The black-skinned youth also said the same.
Before he could finish his words, the clouds in the sky swirled crazily, and a multicolored light beam formed by the condensed energy of heaven and earth dropped down from the sky, covering the entire mountain peak.
Everyone only felt that the surrounding air tightened, as if an invisible restriction suddenly appeared in the void, which made them feel a little uncomfortable.
At this moment, a rapid and loud "buzzing" sound suddenly came from the abyss below.
"No, there is a situation! Let's go!"
Hearing this, the dark-skinned young man's expression changed immediately, and he shouted quickly.
After saying that, his figure flashed, flew down, and went straight to the big ravine below.
Seeing this, the round-faced youth and the others did not hesitate at all, they all lit up their escape lights, and followed him and flew down.
All the way down, they crossed hundreds of suspended peaks, surrounded by disciples of Torch Dragon Dao, and gradually gathered into an army of more than a thousand monks.
Among these people, except for the first few who are at the peak of refining xu, most of them are in the early stage of xu refining, and the length of time they have been stationed here varies, but at least it has been hundreds of years.
Everyone knows that the sound of "buzzing" means that the range of fog rising has exceeded the highest record in history, and there will be more than a dozen mountain peaks that will enter the range of fog, and the rare plants growing on them The elixir will be devoured by those white ghosts.
Flying down for nearly a thousand miles, the black-skinned youth and the others finally saw the thick fog like a dark cloud.
In the past, most of the mountain peaks that would never have entered the range of fog had been engulfed in fog. There were shadows on them, and there seemed to be a large number of living creatures running and jumping.
"How could this be?" The round-faced young man said with an expression of disbelief.
"Junior Brother Luo, the secret message talisman given by Elder Li is on you. Go and wait outside the peak. If we can't hold on here, you can immediately cast the secret talisman and send a message to Elder Li." Hu Zhen frowned, and quickly Said.
"Okay." The round-faced youth responded immediately.
"Remember, Elder Li is at a critical moment. You must not use the secret talisman until we retreat here." The black-skinned young man warned.
"Don't worry, brother, I will remember." The round-faced youth nodded solemnly and said.
After all, his figure turned around and flew straight up.
"All the disciples listen to the order and immediately set up the Qingguang Juekong formation." Hu Zhen looked worried, turned his head to look at the others, and shouted loudly.
"Yes." Everyone responded in unison, and their voices echoed back and forth in the gully.
Those cultivators at the peak of refinement who surrounded him immediately scattered in a flash, and each flew hundreds of disciples to various places above the mist.
I saw them waving their palms one after another, as if they had already rehearsed countless times, skillfully and neatly took out a big blue banner, threw it into the void in front of them, pinched the formulas with their hands, and began to recite the secret mantra.
Accompanied by the sound of chanting, the runes on more than a thousand large cyan banners were brightly lit, releasing channels of cyan light, which connected with each other and turned into a huge cyan light curtain, covering the fog.
In the gully, the thick mist was like a pot of boiling water, surging up crazily, the billowing mist began to rise sharply, the speed was several times faster than before, and it caught up to the blue light curtain in a moment.
"Hoo hoo hoo"
There was a sound like a gust of wind blowing, or a sound like a turbulent sea wave, coming from the depths of the gully, and the surging mist hit the blue light curtain, causing the light curtain to fluctuate violently.
The disciples of Candle Dragon Dao above the light curtain held the flagpoles of the flags in their hands firmly with both hands, and they were full of light, struggling to stabilize the formation. Some of the disciples with lower cultivation bases were like willow leaves in the wind and waves. His body was shaking.
At this moment, human figures suddenly swarmed out of the dense fog, shot up from below, and hit the blue light curtain suddenly, making dull "bang bang" sounds.
The disciples of Zhulongdao looked around one after another, and saw ugly white ghosts under the cyan light curtain, as if they had gone crazy, jumping up from the floating mountain crazily, and kept hitting upwards.
The behavior of these white ghosts this time is extremely strange, it is simply incomprehensible, and it seems that they are completely desperate.
What's more, he hit himself so hard that his head was cracked, and a lot of white and unknown serum burst out from it.
"What the hell is going on..." Hu Zhen looked at this scene, his face became more and more ugly, and he muttered in his mouth.