Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 503 Obtaining the Spiritual Candle Fruit and seeing Han Li again

As for the refining method of Yun Rosary, it is naturally impossible to find it in the human world.

Even if we return to the spirit world, where the human and demon races meet, probably no one knows how to refine such treasures. It seems that he still needs to wait until his cultivation is further advanced before he has the opportunity to explore this matter in depth.

Xin Ruyin nodded gently, with a thoughtful light shining in her eyes. She didn't delve into it because she knew that there were some things that she didn't need to ask too much about.

The more than two hundred years spent with Yang Qian have already made their hearts closely connected, and their tacit understanding is extraordinary.

She understood him as she understood herself.

She never tried to explore the secrets that should not be touched.

Xin Ruyin's wisdom and maturity enable her to always remain calm and calm when facing unknowns and puzzles. She believes that even if some things are not stated clearly, the answers can be found in each other's eyes.

Yang Gan couldn't help but smile when he saw Xin Ruyin trusting him so much.

He raised his hand, took out the three empty spirit beast bags, pointed at the gold-eating insect in the air, and made a long roar from his mouth.

Suddenly, the insects buzzed loudly and turned into three golden clouds. They all flew back into the three spirit beast bags and were collected one by one by Yang Qian.

As for the three thunder flying swords, with Yang Qian's spiritual thoughts, he immediately let out a burst of sword sounds, shrunk and escaped into his cuffs.

After doing this, Yang Gancai gently stroked Xin Ruyin's jade-like cheek and said in a gentle voice: "Yin'er, let's go pick the spiritual fruit together."

Before he finished speaking, he put his arms around Xin Ruyin's slender waist and turned it into a brilliant purple stream of light, shining directly into the center of the lake.

After a moment, the light disappeared, and Yang Qian and the two men appeared about ten feet above the spiritual grass.

After glancing at the top of the spiritual grass, Yang Qian did not rush to pick it. Instead, he turned his head and smiled at Xin Ruyin beside him and said:

"Yin'er, pick the spirit fruit. Be careful when picking it! This 'spiritual candle fruit' is very strange and must be stored in wooden vessels, otherwise the medicinal properties will not be retained for several days."

After hearing this, Xin Ruyin felt warm in her heart, smiled brightly at Yang Qian, and said softly: "Thank you, husband, for reminding me. I will be more careful when picking spiritual fruits."

Without any hesitation, she waved her jade hand, and a green wooden box fell firmly into her hand.

Then, Xin Ruyin stretched out another jade finger and lightly stroked the void below.

Suddenly a dazzling white light flashed through, and a Spiritual Candle Fruit immediately fell down.

However, Xin Ruyin did not put away the spirit fruit immediately. She gently turned over the wooden box she had prepared in her hand. Suddenly, a soft white glow swept out from the box, and the four spirit candles were swept away at once. The fruits are sucked into the box and pushed away in sequence.

Then she flicked the box with one hand, and the lid closed on its own.

After doing all this, Xin Ruyin took a deep breath, carefully held the box in her hand, turned her delicate body, and turned into a stream of light and flew back.

"Husband, these four spiritual candle fruits have been put away properly." Xin Ruyin said with a smile, her voice was like the spring breeze blowing on her face, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Yang Gan nodded, with a trace of appreciation in his eyes.

He has always been extremely at ease when Xin Ruyin does things.

After a brief pause, Yang Qian suddenly pointed his finger and drew towards the void. A purple light flashed and a small branch fell down.

But as soon as the branch touched the ground, the branches suddenly withered, the leaves turned yellow, and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Yang Gan looked down at this scene, frowning slightly, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

It was described in the original work that Han Li tried to take away the entire Spiritual Candle Fruit Tree, but found that the spiritual roots of this spiritual tree were very different from ordinary vegetation.

It is an extremely rare spiritual tree in this world that cannot be transplanted.

Once moved, it will immediately wither and disappear, making it impossible to plant it manually.

Although Yang Qian was unwilling, he still gave it a try.

However, the result was just as described in the original work, the dead branch eventually turned into ashes, and Yang Gan naturally gave up.

Xin Ru watched all this silently without making a sound.

"Yin'er, please put it away until we find a secret place to refine the elixir." Yang Qian turned his head, handed the wooden box to Xin Ruyin, and said softly, "After all, we still have to wait two days." personal."

"Husband, are you talking about Elder Han of the Luoyun Sect and Elder Nangong?" After hearing Yang Gan's words, Xin Ruyin blinked her beautiful eyes and asked with a pursed red lip.

"Yes, Junior Brother Han was with me back then." Yang Qian hugged Xin Ruyin and whispered about the past many years ago.

Immediately, the two of them stood up from the ground, blooming with a dazzling purple rainbow light, and burst away. Soon they turned into a small purple light spot and disappeared from the horizon in the blink of an eye.

at the same time.

In another place high in the sky, a white rainbow light was flying rapidly. In the light was a strange-looking flying car. The two people in the car were Han Li and Nangong Wan.

Han Li looked forward, blue light flashing in his pupils, as if he was observing something.

Half an hour later, the two came to a desert area, and then continued to move forward without stopping, and soon reached a green and yellow plateau of varying heights.

Seeing the appearance of this kind of terrain, Nangong Wan was a little surprised and said softly: "I didn't expect that this corner of the Devil's Falling Valley actually encompasses everything, and almost all the topography of the world can be mastered in it. It's really an incredible thing! I don't know. This kind of terrain is born in the Falling Demon Valley, or it was formed after the ancient monks used their great magical powers."

"Yes, whether it's glacial grassland or lava valley, Fallen Demon Valley has everything you need. This makes it a little more difficult for us to find Senior Brother Yang." Han Li looked at the various terrains below and couldn't help but sigh.

"Don't worry, didn't Senior Brother Yang give us a sensor compass? With this thing, it will not be difficult to find Senior Brother Yang and Ruyin." Nangong Wan said with a smile.

Han Li was startled when he heard this. After nodding, he turned his hand and took out a black compass from his storage bag. There were two small light spots on it that were slowly approaching.

"It's almost time. It won't take long to see Senior Brother Yang." Seeing this, Han Li smiled slightly, condensed his magic power under his feet, and accelerated his escape speed again.

Half a day later, Han Li drove the wind chariot to a land of hills and mountains.

Looking at these not-so-high mountains, Han Li followed the guidance on the compass and immediately went hundreds of miles deep into the mountains. Finally, he found a seemingly ordinary hilltop and stopped the windmill.

The area around the top of the mountain was deserted and there was no trace of anyone.

Nangong Wan looked around curiously, but Han Li's eyes flashed with blue light at this moment. He used his bright and clear eyes to scan the surroundings. At the same time, he released his spiritual consciousness comparable to that of a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, not sparing every corner of the surroundings.

"Could it be that Senior Brother Yang hasn't come here yet?" Han Li murmured to himself.

At this moment, on the stone cliff far behind, a gentle man's voice sounded softly, as if with a hint of warmth.

"Junior Brother Han, Junior Sister Nangong."

Han Li and Nangong Wan were startled when they heard this, and immediately turned their heads to look.

But they saw a man in black robe with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a beautiful woman in a blue skirt, standing on the stone cliff, looking over with a smile.

If it’s not Yang Qian and Xin Ruyin, who are they?

"Senior Brother Yang, I really admire your ability to hide your Qi. I didn't notice it when I arrived here." Han Li said with a bitter smile. With his current spiritual consciousness, he was somewhat confident. , but he was actually unable to sense the existence of Yang Qian and the two of them. The power of Yang Qian's spiritual consciousness gave Han Li a new understanding.

"Hahaha! Junior Brother Han is overly praised." After hearing this, Yang Qian laughed, moved slightly, and came closer. He threw two wooden boxes in his hand and landed lightly in front of Han Li.

"This is..." Under Yang Qian's warm spring smile, Han Li subconsciously took the wooden box over. He gently opened this seemingly ordinary box, and his heartbeat seemed to speed up.

In the box, two dazzling red fruits lay quietly.

"Lingzhu fruit!" Nangong Wanmei's eyes widened, a hint of surprise flashed through her face, and she couldn't help blurting out.

Han Li was overjoyed when he heard this. He took a closer look and saw that the two fruits were all red, thin at the top and wide at the bottom. The tops of the fruits shone with a faint red light, like the red light swaying on a candlestick. A strong and attractive medicinal fragrance emanates from the box.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Yang!" After a slight hesitation, Han Li looked at Yang Qian. Under the other's smiling gaze, he finally put the wooden box away. Thinking that his senior brother had even prepared Nangong Wan's share, Han Li couldn't help but feel sad in his heart. A warm one.

Yang Qian smiled and waved his hand and said, "Junior Brother Han, what is our relationship? Do we still need to be polite?" His voice was full of kindness.

Han Li nodded solemnly, without saying a word, then reached out and patted the storage bag at his waist, and two spiritual lights flew out from it.

"Brother, this one is the demon pill of the ancient fire toad beast. This beast has an 'indestructible body'. It took a lot of effort to kill it. In addition, there are some weapon refining All the materials and elixirs were taken away by the Nanlong Marquises, leaving only an ancient jade slip, which recorded an ancient treasure called the 'Seven Flame Fan'." Han Li narrated the matter. At the same time, the light in his palm flashed away, and two things appeared.

A red ball the size of a thumb, and a slightly yellowed ancient jade slip. "Oh?" Yang Qian raised his eyebrows slightly and took the two items with a hint of inexplicable meaning.

He looked at it for a moment, then smiled calmly and said:

"The immortal body is not that rare among the wild and alien species, but this 'Seven Flame Fan'." Yang Gan's eyes were deep, as if he was reminiscing about something, "I have heard that this thing is indeed extraordinary. "

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Qian's consciousness entered the jade slip without any hesitation and explored its contents.

After a moment, he sighed softly and took back his consciousness.

Han Li's expression changed when he saw this, and he asked with some surprise: "Senior Brother Yang, do you know the origin of the Seven Flame Fan?" A trace of inquiry flashed in his eyes.

Two beauties, Xin Ruyin and Nangong Wan, also cast curious glances.

Obviously, the ancient treasure that makes Yang Qian care so much is definitely extraordinary.

The two of them whispered and discussed, full of curiosity about this ancient treasure called "Seven Flame Fan".

as predicted.

The corners of Yang Gan's mouth raised, revealing a faint smile, and then explained:

"Yes! Junior Brother Han, you should have read the records in the jade slips. The refining of this 'Seven Flame Fan' requires the collection of ninety-nine and eighty-one rare materials with fire-attribute aura, supplemented by other complicated... Refining method.

Regrettably, most of these precious materials are now hard to find in the world of immortality.

A magic weapon of this level cannot be restored by today's world of immortality. It should be a peerless treasure carefully refined by ancient monks in ancient times. What do you think of a treasure of this level? "

Han Li's pupils shrank in an instant, he was startled, and blurted out in disbelief: "Tongtian Lingbao?!" His voice was slightly trembling.

Hearing the words Tongtian Lingbao, Xin Ruyin and Nangong Wan looked at each other, both of them were very surprised. Naturally, they also knew about Tongtian Lingbao.

Yang Qian nodded with a satisfied look on his face and said in approval: "Junior Brother Han really made it clear. I have seen the name 'Seven Flame Fan' many times in ancient books. It was a famous name in ancient times." One of the Tongtian Spiritual Treasures, although its ranking seems to be extremely low among the Tongtian Spiritual Treasures, almost at the bottom."

"Senior brother, is it possible to refine the Seven Flame Fan in today's world of immortality?" Han Li licked his slightly dry lips and asked expectantly in his heart.

"Many of the materials required for this Seven Flame Fan have long been extinct or are difficult to find at all. Trying to refine a real 'Seven Flame Fan' is tantamount to wishful thinking." Yang Qian shook his head unceremoniously. Directly poured cold water on Han Li.

This is not Yang Qian’s intention. The Tongtian Spiritual Treasure is considered a rare thing even in the spiritual world. If you want to refine one, you must be an elder from a big sect or a high-level monk from aristocratic families or powerful forces. The strength and financial resources are beyond the reach of ordinary monks.

Even if Yang Qian got this jade slip for refining the "Seven Flame Fan", in a short period of time, he would only dare to think about refining a replica of the Tongtian Lingbao. The real Seven Flame Fan is not in the god transformation stage at all. The following monks can refine them. Even if Yang Qian can return to the spirit world at any time, he will definitely not be able to do so.

"It seems that I have really overthought it. That's right. There are only a few treasures of the level of Tongtian Lingbao even in ancient times. With the resources and materials in the current world of immortality, it is naturally impossible to achieve it." Han Li smiled bitterly. He had actually expected it, but it was just a fluke.

"Although it is impossible to refine a real 'Seven Flame Fan', if we just look for some alternative materials, it is not impossible to refine an imitation that is 10% or 20% of the power of the real Heavenly Spiritual Treasure." Yang Qian saw it. Han Li seemed a little disappointed and said a few words of comfort.

"Imitation of Tongtian Lingbao? It's easier said than done! Senior brother, my current cultivation level is still a long way from the middle stage of Nascent Soul. I really don't have the time to study these things. But Senior Brother Yang, maybe you can give it a try." When Han Li mentioned his cultivation, he couldn't help but feel a little envious of Yang Qian, and his eyes also showed a little more respect.

Even though Han Li and Yang Qian are both Nascent Soul cultivators, and their cultivation levels are only a small level apart, Han Li himself knows that Yang Qian has reached the peak of the middle Nascent Soul stage. As long as he takes the "Good Fortune Pill" this time and refines it. I feel that in the future, it will be a matter of course to break through the bottleneck and reach the late stage of Nascent Soul.

By that time, Tiannan's fourth great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage will really be born, and he will even be the strongest one who can completely crush the other three great monks.

"Junior brother Han, you see very clearly! The Heavenly Spiritual Treasure is still a foreign object after all. We monks go against the will of heaven. If we want to gain immortality, we still have to improve our cultivation level." Yang Qian said to Han Li warned in this way, his tone revealing a kind of detachment and insight.

"What senior brother said is absolutely true." Han Li nodded in agreement, with a look of deep approval on his face.

"Okay, Junior Brother Han, you and I will go separately to refine the elixir. I checked here with my spiritual consciousness and spiritual eyes. There should be no ancient restrictions or space cracks. It is relatively safe nearby." After Yang Gan finished speaking, the topic changed. , said in a calm tone.

"Junior brother understands!" Han Li looked around briefly and immediately responded with a smile. Then he nodded to Nangong Di. The two of them turned into two frightening rainbows and shot towards another nearby mountain. It seems that he is preparing to open a secret room by himself to refine the elixir.

Seeing Han Li disappearing into the hill and disappearing, Yang Qian withdrew his gaze, put his arms around Xin Ruyin's shoulders, swayed, and escaped twenty or thirty feet away in a flash of purple light, transforming into As a purple rainbow light, it went straight to the middle of the hill in front.

A moment later, under the command of Yang Gan, the three flying swords were flowing with brilliance and cutting the rocks at the same time. A simple temporary cave appeared in front of the two of them.

At the entrance of the cave, Yang Qian watched with a smile as Xin Ruyin arranged a small defensive array before they both walked into the cave.

Under Xin Ruyin's gaze, he threw the storage bag into the air. Under the guidance of his spiritual consciousness, many of the auxiliary raw materials for the Creation Pill that had been prepared poured out in the white glow.

Finally, Yang Qian took out the wooden box containing the Lingzhu Fruit and an antique purple cauldron, letting them float gently in front of him.

Yang Gan glanced at these things with narrowed eyes, took a deep breath, and sat down cross-legged.

Although this was Yang Qian's first time refining the Good Luck Pill, he was naturally confident with his almost master-level attainments in alchemy.

Moreover, for this trip to Falling Demon Valley, Yang Qianke was extremely well prepared. He had prepared many copies of the Spirit Candle Fruit as the main raw material and other materials as auxiliary raw materials.

It doesn't matter if you fail a few times.

As for whether Han Li can use those two spiritual candle fruits to refine the elixir of good fortune, there is no doubt about it. After all, Han Li has been deeply immersed in the art of alchemy over the years. Although he is not as good as Yang Qian, he is still far better than ordinary people. A monk must have great confidence.

With this thought in his mind, Yang Qian stared at the small tripod spinning in front of him without blinking.

Suddenly he opened his mouth, and a burst of purple baby fire spurted out from his mouth. After circling around the small purple cauldron, it wrapped the cauldron in it with a "pop" and burned fiercely.

After a moment, the small purple cauldron shone brightly in the infant fire, exuding a hot aura.

The whole secret room began to roll with heat, and the temperature rose suddenly. When Xin Ruyin saw this, after thinking for a moment, he raised his jade hand and threw out several blue formation flags, which were inserted into the wall of the secret room with a clanking sound. The next moment, A light blue formation light curtain rose, slowly suppressing the hot breath.

Seeing this, Xin Ruyin's pretty face showed a look of satisfaction before she looked towards where Yang Qian was.

But he saw a glimmer of light flashing in Yang Gan's eyes. He raised his hand and hit the small cauldron in the air with a spell.

There was a soft "pop" sound, and a streak of purple clouds flew from the cauldron into the sky. The cauldron cover flew out on its own, circled, and then floated motionless in the sky above the small cauldron.

Seeing this, Yang Gan quickly pointed at a square jade box on the ground in front of him. The lid of the box suddenly disappeared silently, revealing a dark tuber-like thing inside, several inches in size and somewhat oblate in shape. .

After a slight pause, Yang Qian stared at the object for a moment, then reached out and made a move in the air. Suddenly, the tuber-like thing flew out of the jade box and stayed in the air about a few feet above the ground.

Immediately, Yang Qian flicked his fingers calmly, purple light flashed past, and a fifth of the tuber's size fell down without a trace.

He flicked his sleeves again, purple rays of light shot out from the cuffs, rolled up and tossed the fallen part, and threw it into the small cauldron.

Then, Yang Gan struck the tuber with another spell, and it immediately fell back into the jade box.

Then Yang Gan ignored the object and cast a spell to open another long wooden box, revealing a green stem of unknown spiritual grass.

Cast the same spell, use the sword light to cut off a small section, and put it into the cauldron.

In this way, Yang Qian followed the elixir recipe, selected various materials in front of him, put some into the cauldron, and finally took out one of the Spiritual Candle Fruits.

Purple sword light flashed, divided it into four parts, and put one of them into the cauldron.

Only then did Yang Qian point his finger at the suspended cauldron cover.

The lid of the cauldron fell straight down, covering the small cauldron tightly.

Yang Qian let out a breath, opened his mouth again, and the purple baby fire burst out from his mouth. The purple flame suddenly swelled, and the temperature in the room rose a lot. Fortunately, Xin Ruyin arranged the formation in advance, and a light blue light The curtain flickered suddenly, and the temperature was suppressed again.

As for the girl Xin Ruyin, she was also staring at Yang Gan's movements, her pretty face condensed, and she was lost in thought.

At this time, staring at the small cauldron in the flames, Yang Gan's fingers kept bouncing, and he continued to hit the magic spells one after another, hitting the small cauldron without missing a single one.

Not long after, thunderous sounds began to be heard from the small purple cauldron, and the sounds became louder and louder.

Seeing this, Yang Qian raised his eyebrows, and the speed of the kneading in his hand changed, suddenly becoming slower and faster.

The sound of thunder in the cauldron was also high for a while and low for a while, which seemed strange and abnormal.

Yang Qian's face was dull at this time, but the blue light in his eyes was flickering, as if he could directly see through the cauldron wall and observe the condition of the elixir in the small cauldron, with a look of neither sadness nor joy.

Time passed like this little by little.

(End of this chapter)