Chapter 987 Tongtian Lingbao Bitter Bamboo Island
After a flash of light in the distant sky, a two-foot-long evergreen rainbow came swiftly over the sea of fog that stretched for hundreds of miles.
After the light faded, a young monk appeared, wearing a Confucian robe, it was Han Li.
He carried a bamboo tube on his back and kept looking at the sea fog below.
As a result, wherever the eyes could see, it was covered in white, making it impossible to see anything clearly.
Han Li raised his eyebrows, his pupils flashed blue, and after a moment, his expression suddenly darkened.
"This Bitter Bamboo Island does have some tricks. Even if you use the Ming and Qing Spiritual Eyes, you can't completely see through the restrictions below. The Ten Thousand Wood Formation is really well-deserved." Han Li murmured, talking to himself.
"This is natural, but the black wind long feathers on Kuzhu Island can make the Seven Flame Fan you refine more powerful. This trip is also a must. And this old man of Kuzhu seems to be testing the power of the puppet. The best opponent, you can kill two birds with one stone." The weak voice of God Lord Dayan came from the bamboo tube, and he seemed to be weaker than when he just split his soul.
"I know. That's why I came here as soon as the puppet was refined. But how long can you hold on?" Han Li asked worriedly.
"Don't worry, with the help of your soul-suppressing talisman, I won't reincarnate easily before I see the true power of the puppet." God Lord Dayan said with a low smile.
Han Li nodded, looked down at the sea mist beneath his feet, suddenly narrowed his eyes, and patted a storage bag on his waist with one hand.
Suddenly a green light flew out, the figure shook, and a middle-aged monk with a figure similar to Han Li and a pale face appeared in front of him.
This monk is dressed in a yellow shirt, with skin like jade. If you look closely at his appearance, you can see that he is exactly the same as the little puppet inhabited by God Lord Dayan. But his eyes flashed with cold light, his expression was cold, and there was no smile at all.
Although he had seen it many times, Han Li couldn't help but take a look at the puppet the moment it appeared.
Chi Ling Nephrite is truly amazing. It was originally gray, but after a while of refining with the method taught by God Lord Dayan, the color immediately became similar to skin. After all the nephrite was fused into the puppet shell that was mainly made of Gangyin, a lifelike real person appeared. Appeared in front of me.
And because of Chiling Nephrite's ability to transform at will, and incorporating a trace of his own distraction into the puppet, under his control, the puppet can also speak and change expressions, just like a real person.
But the only trouble with using this puppet is probably the spirit stone problem. For such a high-level puppet, ordinary mid-level spirit stones are naturally not suitable for use. If used at full strength, it can basically support several attacks of this puppet. Only high-level spiritual stones can urge the puppet to attack with all its strength.
But it goes without saying that high-level spiritual stones are rare. Since Han Li came to Jin Dynasty, even though he paid special attention to this object in every market, he only collected a few high-grade spiritual stones. If you let the puppet attack with all its strength. And each high-level spiritual stone can only last for a quarter of an hour.
"Let's do it." Han Li said calmly.
No matter what, once the puppet is refined, it must be tested.
Without saying a word, the puppet raised both hands, fingers slightly spread.
Immediately, a green aura quickly gathered in the palm of his hand, and in the blink of an eye, two huge balls of light as big as a head condensed and formed, dazzling and powerful.
"Puff" sounded twice, the puppet's wrist shook slightly, and the light group turned into two light beams and shot down, disappearing in the sea fog in a flash, like a mud cow entering the sea.
Han Li looked at Haiwu calmly and remained silent.
A moment later, an earth-shattering explosion was heard, and the originally calm sea of fog surged and rolled. Then two wind pillars about ten feet thick rose into the sky in the sea fog, spinning wildly, and the nearby sea fog suddenly emptied of a hundred feet. It is as wide as an evil dragon emerging from the sea.
Almost at the moment when the wind pillar appeared, several sharp roars of different lengths suddenly came from below, and the whistles were full of shock and anger.
Han Li glanced at the bottom of the sea fog. A huge island was looming in the much lighter sea fog, and above the island, a layer of green light appeared there, almost covering most of the island.
At this time, more than a dozen rays of light of different colors flew out of the light curtain, heading straight for Han Li's position with great momentum.
Obviously, the blow just now alarmed the monks on the island.
Han Li could tell at a glance that the cultivation levels of this group of monks were uneven, including those in the foundation-building stage and those in the pill-forming stage, but the leader of the group, an old man, was in the late-stage pill-forming stage.
"Who are these two people and why... Hey, it turns out they are two seniors. I wonder what they do in this island?"
As soon as these people flew in front of Han Li, they originally wanted to raise their troops to question him with angry faces. However, after the leading monk scanned his consciousness, he discovered that Han Li was actually a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk like Kuzhu. Unable to discern the realm of the puppet, his heart skipped a beat and his tone softened.
"I have heard about the reputation of Taoist Brother Kuzhu for a long time. I have come to visit you this time. Can you tell me something?" Han Li said with a smile without blinking an eye.
"This is really unfortunate. My master just went into seclusion a few years ago and no longer comes out to receive guests. If the two seniors really have something important to do, they can talk to the juniors first. The juniors can also take some decisions on the matter on Kuzhu Island. Yes." The leading monk was startled and then said with a smile.
"Fellow Taoist Kuzhu has gone into seclusion. It's a pity. But since you can make the decision, it's okay. I heard that Guidao raised an ancient spiritual bird, the black phoenix, but I'm not sure whether this is true." Han Li blinked. He asked with a normal expression.
"Wufeng? Senior, what do you mean by this?" The leading monk was shocked.
"It's nothing. I'm refining a treasure. I need three phoenix feathers from the tail of Wu Feng. I'm willing to exchange for one level seven demon elixir and three level six demon beast inner elixirs. I don't know if you can agree." Han Li didn't move. As soon as he said this seductively, he flicked his sleeves and four jade boxes flew out of his sleeves and floated in front of him.
He casually pointed his finger at the jade box a few times, and the lids opened one by one, revealing four demon pills of different colors in the box. One is slightly larger and three are slightly smaller.
"In exchange for Feng Ling?"
Han Li's request was beyond the expectations of the leading monk, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.
"That's right. The Wufeng in Guidao should be a seventh-level spiritual bird. I have produced so many demon pills, which shows that I am sincere in making this deal." The smile on Han Li's face faded, and he showed a solemn expression.
"Although Wufeng is an ancient spirit bird, it is more than enough to exchange these demon pills for the spirit bird. But I am afraid that this junior cannot agree to this matter." The leader of the old man's face was gloomy for a long time, but he still shook his head hesitantly.
After hearing the reply, Han Li's eyes turned cold and he looked at this person coldly without saying a word.
When the old man at the head saw Han Li's unkind expression, his heart sank, and he hurriedly explained:
"Senior, please don't get me wrong. It's not that I don't want to show respect to my seniors, it's just that Wufeng on this island is at the juncture of advancement, and we really can't harm any of our cultivation."
"I see. But Wu Fengling himself is bound to win. Let's do it. I'll add another seventh-level demon elixir, which can make up for the loss of Guidao." After Han Li was stunned for a moment, he frowned and spoke again. Turning his palm over, he took out another jade box.
At this moment, the cultivators on Kuzhu Island couldn't help but look at each other!
"Why, Guidao is not willing to agree to this." Han Li's tone suddenly became gloomy, and he stared at the monks in front of him with cold eyes.
"This matter is of great importance. This junior really cannot take the lead. Otherwise, senior, wait a moment, and I will take the risk of being punished by my master and send a transmission note to the retreat room to see how my master responds." The monk shivered after being glanced at by Han Li. After glancing at the humanoid puppet next to him, he finally gritted his teeth and said.
If he provoked a powerful enemy to Kuzhu Island out of thin air because of his improper handling, he would probably be punished as severely when he returned.
"Okay. I'll wait for you for a while." Han Li nodded and his expression softened slightly.
As expected, the old man released a transmission talisman, clearly explained what happened here and the terms of Han Li's exchange, and then put it back. Of course, it definitely focused on the terrifying cultivation of Han Li and the humanoid puppets, making him look like he had no choice but to do so.
Han Li didn't wait long. Just as he was carefully looking at the restricted area above Kuzhu Island with his hands behind his back, a long, old voice suddenly came from the island.
"It turns out that a Taoist friend in the Nascent Soul stage is visiting. I couldn't go out to meet him. I hope the two Taoists will forgive me. Please go to the Yingfeng Pavilion on the island to entertain the two Taoist friends. I will go out to see the visitor soon." Judging from the voice of the words, the other party was obviously Old Man Kuzhu. The first half of the sentence was addressed to Han Li, but the last two sentences were instructions to his disciples.
"Yes, Master! You two seniors, please come with me. Master has already planned to meet the two seniors in person." The old man hurriedly clasped his fists with both hands and shouted respectfully into the air. Then he turned his head and said, He said to Han Li with a smile on his face.
"Okay. Han has also admired the name of Guidao for a long time, and he wants to see it." Han Li glanced at the puppet beside him and agreed without changing his expression. Then he and the puppet followed these monks and landed on the island at the same time.
With the help of puppets comparable to those in the late Nascent Soul, Han Li could not trap him even if he activated the so-called Ten Thousand Wood Formation. Therefore, we are not afraid that the other party will suddenly fall out due to the geographical advantage.
In the blink of an eye, a group of people flew into the island through a crack that opened in the light curtain.
As soon as Han Li flew into it, he immediately felt a spiritual energy rushing toward his face. Then, all he could see below were huge, lush green trees. These trees were really tall, easily reaching a height of thirty or forty feet, and they were obviously of various types. Rare trees that can be easily seen by the outside world.
In the woods, there are more than a dozen trees that are obviously much taller than other trees. They are a kind of strange purple mulberry trees. They are scattered all over the woods. The arrangement of them contains the mysteries of heaven and earth.
"Is this the Tianmulus sacred tree in Guidao? Isn't it said that there is only one tree in Guidao, but there are more than ten of them!" Han Li frowned and suddenly asked the old man beside him.
The old man was secretly glancing at the humanoid puppet, secretly wondering why this "senior" remained silent and expressionless. Could it be that he had a weird personality?
