Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

Chapter 809 Bai Yaoyi

"It seems we're early!"

On the top of the mountain, the master and the disciple stood side by side. Their spiritual consciousness swept over the nearby area. Except for the low-level monks who came to collect medicine and catch insects, no other Nascent Soul-level existences were found.

"It doesn't matter. Aren't you going to collect the power of thunder and fire? You can take advantage of this period of time to resolve the matter." While speaking, Mo Juren immediately looked at the sky and said again,

"Looking at the current situation, thunderstorms should be coming in the next few days."

"The air is so humid, it should be about the same."

The two of them each found a clean boulder to sit down on, but Han Li suddenly turned his palm and took out a jade slip, then handed it to his side and said:

"This is the material and refining method required for the Seven Flame Fan modified by Senior Dayan. To be precise, it should be called the Three Flame Fan. According to estimates, after successful refining, it can exert at least 30% of the power of the Lingbao itself. power."

"The Seven Flame Fan is a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure. It is already remarkable that it can exert more than 30% of its power." Mo Juren took the jade slip, browsed it for a while, and then said again,

"I have to say that fellow Taoist Dayan is indeed a genius. He was able to imitate this treasure to such an exquisite degree! The 'Pingshan Seal' that appeared in the underground trade fair was an imitation of another Tongtian seal by the Ye family of the royal family. It takes a lot of effort and cost to refine the Lingbao 'Zhangtian Seal', and in the end it can only exert one or two percent of its original power, which is not as good as the Three Flame Fan."

"How can the defective products piled up randomly like the Pingshan Seal be compared with the spiritual treasures I imitated?" God Lord Dayan suddenly snorted coldly. Compared with before, he was obviously much more energetic.

"I am not boasting. If it were not limited by the lack of materials, the power of the imitation treasure could continue to increase."

Having said this, he suddenly paused and then said,

"Speaking of which, this treasure has such power, thanks to the natal feathers of those eighth-level fire swans. Even I have never heard of this kind of fire-attributed spiritual bird, and I don't know if it is still at the transformation level. How did you two find it?

In addition, according to the original plan of the old man and Han Xiaozi, they planned to hunt down the red fire dragon in the East China Sea. The scales on its body can also increase the power of this treasure.

But since you have provided a rare alternative like the 'Ten Thousand Years Fire Crystal', the scales of the red fire dragon are not enough to look at. "

"Mo certainly believes in the wisdom of fellow Taoist." Mo Juren laughed dumbly. It seemed that he had hope of rebirth, and his confident and arrogant side was gradually revealed.

As for the Ten Thousand Years Fire Crystal, this object was obtained from the Scarlet Flame Immortal Tower in the Five Immortals Realm. It was originally a vessel, or rather a base, used to hold the 'Spiritual Flame'.

The Spirit Transformation Flame has been refined by him, and the Ten Thousand Years Fire Crystal has naturally been collected by him.

This kind of material was still extremely rare even in ancient times, and after tens of thousands of years of being burned by the Spirit Transformation Flame, its quality has naturally improved to a higher level.

With that said, he handed the jade slip back to Han Li again.

"Master, don't you plan to make a copy?" Looking at the jade slip in his hand, Han Li couldn't help but be confused.

"This three-flame fan is certainly very powerful, but there is no shortage of spiritual treasures in my master's hands, so there is no need to bother refining it." Mo Juren shook his head slightly, but after hearing this, God Lord Dayan instantly became interested. ,

"I have seen the Xutian Cauldron before. It is indeed extraordinary. However, this object is obviously not used for attacking. It is not as useful as my Three Flame Fan in battle. But listening to what you mean, is it possible that there are other things? The Tongtian Lingbao?”

"Can you hear this?" Mo Juren couldn't help but be stunned, thinking that your ears are really bad, but he didn't dampen the other party's interest. He turned his palm and a simple scroll appeared.

"This is a replica of the famous 'Tianxuan Four Symbols' imitation spirit treasure from ancient times. If you are interested, fellow Taoist, you may wish to study it."

"The Four Symbols of Tianxuan is actually an imitation of this treasure. Send it in quickly and let me see it." The Four Symbols of Tianxuan was very famous in ancient times. God Lord Dayan naturally heard about it and heard that it was an imitation of this treasure. Bao, suddenly impatient.

Mo Juren was not stingy and directly sent the scroll into the bamboo tube space. Unexpectedly, in just a moment, he heard the other party's exclamation.

"Miao Miao Miao, it is really wonderful. It is worthy of the prestigious Tianxuan Four Symbols Diagram. No matter in terms of grade, power, or degree of mystery, it is far from comparable to the Seven Flame Fan.

The ancient monks who imitated this picture were also not simple. Their understanding of the properties of materials and their ingenious use were no less impressive than this old man. It is a pity that I have no chance to meet them in this life..."

Listening to the emotion of God Lord Dayan, Mo Juren couldn't help but look at Han Li, and then they laughed in unison.

……

Time passed quickly, and the third day came in a blink of an eye.

Suddenly, Han Li, who was concentrating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and looked up, only to see a flash of lightning flash across, followed closely by the deafening sound of thunder.

The mid-air that was originally shrouded in miasma suddenly began to tumble, and strong winds sprang up around it, directly blowing away a lot of it.

At this time, he saw that the entire sky above the miasma had already been covered by thick dark clouds, as if a storm was coming.

"The thunderstorm is coming, you should make some preparations." Mo Juren also opened his eyes and glanced at the sky, but then lowered his head and looked at the situation in the nearby mountains. At this time, there were still many low-level monks.

Han Li naturally understood what his master meant and did not hesitate. He immediately stood up and looked down at where the monks were gathered. His expression suddenly darkened and he shouted coldly:

"Three breaths away, leave quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

The voice was low and cold, and it carried terrifying sonic power. The low-level monks nearby suddenly changed their expressions. Without any hesitation, they all fled with their magic weapons.

In less than three breaths, everyone ran away cleanly.

At this time, Han Li's expression relaxed and he began to prepare quickly.

The thunder became more intense, and soon raindrops fell from the sky, getting louder and louder, and it was raining heavily in an instant.

The miasma that originally permeated the heaven and earth was directly washed away and suppressed by the dense heavy rain, and finally gathered in an area several feet high on the ground.

Han Li raised his head and looked at the sky. At this moment, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and silver snakes were dancing wildly, while thunder continued.

Seeing this scene, he immediately patted his storage bag, and several formation flags of different colors appeared in his hand. With a wave of his arm, all the formation flags were inserted into different positions on the ground nearby, and then disappeared in a flash. Disappear.

At the same time, auras of light flashed around his body, and his figure levitated out of the air until he flew to a height of more than thirty feet above the ground.

At this time, more and more thunder and lightning energy had gathered in the clouds. Han Li did not dare to be careless and immediately made a strange hand seal with both hands, accompanied by waves of low spells. In an instant, the formation below was activated, and several light pillars shot up from the ground into the sky, turning into several huge flags as thick as bowls, standing motionless on the ground.

The sound of the spell did not stop at all, and all the formation flags also released traces of spiritual energy amidst the sound of the spell, gradually forming a spirit-gathering array with a diameter of about ten feet.

A magical scene appeared. The moment the magic circle appeared, the thunder and lightning in the nearby high altitude that originally seemed out of reach suddenly seemed to be pulled by some kind of force. The sound became faster and faster, and they continued to approach the magic circle area.

A smile suddenly flashed across Han Li's eyes. He stopped chanting and took out a long-necked jade bottle several inches tall.

This was a magic weapon he specially refined to collect thunder and lightning. He threw it directly into the air and at the same time shot a cyan magic weapon onto the bottle.

The jade bottle seemed to have been cast with a immobilization technique. The mouth of the bottle was upward, the bottom of the bottle was downward, and it was fixed motionless in mid-air.

Han Li once again fired two golden arcs into the inside of the jade bottle. As he shouted, a golden arc suddenly shot out from the mouth of the bottle, turning into a golden electric spear several feet long and pointing straight into the sky.

Attracted by the golden electric spear, the thunder and lightning in the mid-air finally moved, and a silver arc flew down at a high speed and hit the spear body.

The golden spear immediately trembled slightly, and the thunder and lightning followed the trend, and was directly introduced into the jade bottle and disappeared...

Han Li was obviously fully prepared. The entire process of collecting thunder was completed in one go without any hesitation. As the first step started, the second step, the third step...

More and more thunder and lightning were put into the jade bottle. It was not until more than an hour passed that the jade bottle could no longer fit. At this time, he put it away, then took out the second bottle and followed the same method.

Mo Juren naturally saw all the processes in his eyes, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional. After so many years, the other party has become more and more comfortable in controlling spiritual power.

He did not disturb the other party, nor did he pay attention anymore, but closed his eyes again to rest.

Until half a day had passed, Han Li had collected more than half of his thunder and lightning power, but at this moment, a white rainbow suddenly appeared at the end of the sky.

The other party moved very quickly and was close in a blink of an eye. When the brilliance faded away, what was revealed was a beautiful woman in white palace attire.

This woman is petite, has a delicate appearance, and has a pair of clear and soft eyes, as if she is in her prime.

The palace attire on his body is also very unique. I don't know what kind of material it is made of. The surface is actually silvery and dazzling. In addition, there are several milky white cold air slowly floating around, making him look like a fairy in the clouds. , without the slightest hint of fireworks.

"Have the people from the Bai family in Xiaoji Palace finally arrived?" The moment this woman appeared, unlike Han Li's simple surprise and admiration, Mo Juren instantly thought of something else.

The founder of Xiaoji Palace was Fairy Bingpo, whose surname was Xu. Naturally, the subsequent palace owners also had the surname Xu. In addition, there were Bai, Shi and other vassal families.

Today, however, this is clearly no longer the case.

He remembered the remnant soul he had encountered when he received the inheritance from the Bingso Fairy. Although the other party did not have time to explain, he mentioned a person's name.

Bai Xianrou!

This person should obviously be a member of the Bai family, most likely an ancestor of the Bai family, but the remnant soul hated him so much that he looked like he wanted to eat him alive.

It doesn't take much thinking to guess that there must be some unknown grudges involved.

The woman in palace clothes did not know that her true identity had already been known by someone. After standing still, her bright eyes looked at the two of them for a moment, and then she smiled sweetly:

"I am Bai Yaoyi from Beiming Island. Did the two fellow Taoists also come here at the invitation of the wealthy fellow Taoist?"

"Beiming Island, Fellow Daoist Bai is from Xiaoji Palace?" Mo Juren's expression remained unchanged and he asked knowingly.

"The little girl is the foreign affairs elder from Xiaoji Palace. This palace is located in a remote place. I didn't expect fellow Taoists to know about it. Dare I ask the names of these two distinguished people?" Bai Yaoyi didn't think much and continued to ask with a chuckle.

"My last name is Mo. I'm just an overseas cultivator. And fellow Daoist Han is my good friend. We two were indeed invited by fellow Daoist Fu." Mo Juren explained a few words half-truthfully. As for his master-disciple relationship with Han Li, he did not reveal it. He even deliberately concealed his previous acquaintance with Fu Cheng.

Firstly, they were afraid of trouble, and secondly, they were also scrupulous. After all, they had to "download the dungeon" together, and there was not much trust between them. If they knew that he and Han Li were too close, Fu Cheng would definitely think too much about it. .

"Overseas monks, does Fellow Taoist Mo know the Three Overseas Immortals? Is he related to these three fellow Taoists?" Bai Yaoyi's eyes wavered and she asked again with a smile.

"Mo has been cultivating for many years and is not familiar with these three people." Mo Juren replied ambiguously. Upon hearing this, Bai Yaoyi's bright eyes suddenly flashed and she said,

"I see, I'm taking the liberty. I wonder if there is anything I can help you with?"

"That's not necessary. I can solve it myself later." Mo Juren glanced at Han Li, who was currently staring at the sky intently, preparing to collect the last bottle of Sky Thunder.

"In this case, I won't bother you anymore." Bai Yaoyi said it politely. After all, there are two of them, so if anything happens, she won't be needed.

After hearing the other party's refusal, he naturally stopped forcing himself and immediately flew to another boulder on the top of the mountain and landed on it.

At the same time, he raised his slender hand slightly, and an umbrella-shaped magic weapon flew into the air. During its extremely rapid rotation, it directly emitted a large ray of white light, intercepting all the wind and rain within a few dozen feet.

As he sat cross-legged, a cold light suddenly flashed in his hand, and an object the size of a palm appeared. The whole body was as crystal clear as snow, and the surface shone with cold light. It was very different from ordinary jade.

This thing is very familiar to Mo Juren. It is the mysterious jade that he has been searching for for many years but has never gained much. Of course, it can also be called ice jade.

This object is completely rare in other places, but there are unimaginable quantities in Xiaoji Palace on Beiming Island. It is not just a piece of thousand-year-level jade in the hands of this woman, but a genuine ten-thousand-year-old jade.

Thinking of this, Mo Juren couldn't help but feel hot in his heart. After the matter in Kunwu Mountain was resolved, he would definitely go to Xiaoji Palace.

Whether it is the Ten Thousand Years Xuan Jade or a space node hidden there, he has long regarded it as something in his pocket.

Moreover, he has received the inheritance from Fairy Bingso, and can be regarded as half of her disciple. With this status, it is logical for him to become the new master of Xiaoji Palace.

(End of this chapter)