The Fairy World of mortals (Recovered)

In the alchemy room of the cave.

After opening the cap of the palm bottle, Han Li placed it on the ground beside the Dan furnace. Then he stood back a few steps, raised his hand to play a legal decision, activated the French array under the furnace, so that the fire in the Dan furnace rolled up.

After A LONG TIME, AFTER ITS DEEPLY INHALED A BREATH, STRETCH OUT A WHITE FAIR FINGER, BLUNT Dan STOVE DIRECTION GENTLY ONE HOOK.

At the sound of "whoosh", a crimson flame flew out of the bottom of the stove, whirled around in midair, turned into a thin line of fire like a small snake, and then, under its control, shot all into the dark green vial beside it.

I saw a flash of red light in the small bottle, and then the bottle wall like jasper was reflected very transparent, a piece of leaf pattern in a little dark red color, and life like flashing up.

Han Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and stood there for a long time without moving.

A moment later, the red light in the bottle suddenly stopped and disappeared.

The dark green vial returned to normal again, as if nothing had happened.

However, Han Li's eyes coagulate and stare at the vial without blinking, as if waiting for something.

Little by little, about a quarter of an hour later, with another one-handed lift, he drew out a slightly larger fire from the Dan stove and sank it into the vial.

As before, there was another flash of red light and then another silence.

Only this time, the flicker seemed to last longer than before.

Han Li saw this, but the face showed a trace of contemplative look.

For the rest of the time he did the same, introducing the fire into the vial at increasingly short intervals.

As expected, the vial also flickered red for longer and longer periods.

After an unknown amount of time, when Han Li again introduced a ball of Dan stove fire into the vial, causing the red light to flash, this time lasted for a full quarter of an hour, also did not stop the slightest intention.

Hanli's eyes sparkled.

At that moment, with a clear chirp from the bottle, a silvery light began to glow inside, swallowing up all the red light with visible speed.

The next moment, with a whoosh, a blinding silver light shot from the mouth of the bottle toward the top of the chamber.

There was a dull bang.

The silver light hit the top of the room and fell down a few points, and the silver light emanating from it filled the entire alchemy room at once, making the room glow.

Han Li looked up at the silver light, blue pupils flashed, a look of surprise and joy appeared on his face, but then, it was a slight frown.

The silver light spun a few times in midair, then contracted and morphed into a small silver firebird, wings spread, and swooped straight down on him.

When Han Li lifted his hand, the silver firebird made a clever stop half a foot away from his hand, then spread its wings and flew around his raised index finger, and its mouth kept chirping happily, as if it were very happy.

This FIREbird is not something else, but THE essence of the fire after the birth of a spiritual essence of the essence of fire firebird!

At first, when he was in the human world, he developed the Ziroji Fire with the cold air of the dry blue ice flame and the six winged frost pede. Later, he merged the Ziroji Fire into the Taiyin True Fire. Later, when he was in the Spirit world, he consumed a large number of other flames through the Taiyin True Fire, and finally formed the wisp of Essence Fire.

This FIRE IS not only naturally able to swallow all kinds of spirit flame, and the fire attribute spirit beast restraint effect is very significant, but he was one of the important arms of the spirit world.

With a sigh, Han Li folded his tumbling thoughts and lifted his arm slightly. At once, the firebird's clever wings closed and fell into his palm.

Somehow, he had not been able to feel the fire since he woke up. He had thought that he had lost it for some reason, but he had not thought that it had not been lost, but had been sleeping in the bottle of his palm.

Just now, in the chamber of secrets, he was also in the spirit of the sudden birth and the fire of a trace if if not induction, this heart moved, immediately rushed to the alchemy room, tried to use the fire as a guide to wake up the firebird, did not expect to let it succeed.

He looked at the silver firebird leaping in his hand, and his face looked cloudy in the silver light.

The bird is now less than three inches tall, and its firepower is somewhat depleted. It has lost more than ten times its original power.

It gave him a little more of the pent-up anger he had been feeling.

Needless to say, the way the bird looks today has something to do with its loss to memory.

Han Li heart secretly vow, no matter who let him reduced to this point, he will be a lot of ground to get back.

After a moment, he gathered his mind, his face gradually became calm, and the silver firebird disappeared into his body as the blue glow rolled around his sleeve and robe.

I'm afraid the bird will need to be nurtured in order to regain some of its strength.

After about a jock, Han Li left the cave again and came to a corner in the northwest of the spirit field.

He showed his divine sense to sweep around, to make sure that nothing was wrong, one hand raised, wrist wave several times, a rod triangle small flag flew out in turn, in the field circle a small circle.

Then he whispered an incantation, and with a stroke of one hand, a faint purple light flashed across the triangle of flags, forming a faint curtain of light between them, and enveloping their inner regions.

This done, he stepped into the area, and the purple glow of the curtain of light disappeared into the darkness.

At this moment, if an outsider passes near the cave, as long as the monk has not reached the transformation stage, he will not find the abnormality here at all. If the monk has not reached the transformation stage, he will be detected at the first time and make timely response.

Within the curtain of light, with a wave of his hand, more than twenty exquisite wooden boxes appeared out of thin air, suspended in front of him.

As soon as he lifted the lid, the wooden caskets opened, and the smell of medicine rose from them.

I saw dozens of white elixics with full roots and buds and complete appearance flying out of the medicine box one by one, falling to the ground and taking root on the ground.

These are similar to the appearance of ordinary ginseng elixir, is the centuries-old cloud crane grass.

During the daytime, he made several trips to the Valley of Tong Yi, and bought up almost all the grass that was in circulation.

And in order not to attract others' attention, he also deliberately hidden repair, a makeover.

Han Li scanned the white Lingcao on the ground after one eye, took out that black green small bottle from the bosom again.

He took a deep breath, lifted the cap and gave it a little shake, then tilted the bottle over the cloud grass below.

The drop of green liquid slowly slipped down the mouth of the bottle and spilled over the elixir.

Looking at the green liquid slowly into the root of Lingcao, Han Li mouth slightly up, showing a smile, then turned out of the light screen.