Finally, Han Yi controlled the fusion of five groups of liquids, and his powerful mental power kept squeezing those liquids to speed up the process of their fusion with each other.
Three hours later, the five liquid masses finally merged completely and solidified into an oval green jade plaque.
Phew, Han Yi looked at the jade plaque suspended in front of him and breathed a sigh of relief. The talisman had begun to take shape. The next step was to carve the runes and infuse spiritual power.
Han Yi formed a seal with his hands and muttered something in his mouth. Special runes condensed between his hands, which were extremely mysterious.
When the forty-nine runes were all condensed, he pointed towards the suspended jade tablet, and the forty-nine runes flew out and flew around the jade tablet. At a certain moment, they sank into the jade tablet at the same time, and a figure appeared in the middle of the jade tablet.
A special rune, and then a striped path spreads out from that rune, forming a cycle in the jade tablet.
The moment the pattern was completed, the jade medal burst out with a burst of intense white light, and the green jade medal turned white, emitting a faint aura.
"Only the last step is left."
"But, what attribute of spiritual power is best to use?"
"Let's use the thunder attribute. The Five Spirit Art cannot be exposed for the time being."
Thinking of this, Han Yi raised his hand and pointed out, and the surging thunder-attribute spiritual power was continuously injected into the jade tablet. Small thunderbolts flashed around the jade tablet, and the breath was violent and hot.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Han Yi retracted his fingers, and the jade medal slowly fell back into his palm. It looked like an ordinary jade pendant, without any aura.
"It seems to be a little different from the Thunder Sword Talisman made by the teacher." Han Yi looked at the jade token in his hand.
"The refining methods used by you and him are different, and the talisman naturally refined is also different." Xiaoyou explained, "The talisman he refined has a sword shape added, so it is a thunder sword talisman. I gave it to you.
The refining method is relatively simple, and there is no subsequent complicated condensation technique, so it can only be regarded as a lightning talisman."
"I wonder how powerful the thunder talisman is? The teacher's refining method is more complicated than mine, and it should be more powerful than mine," Han Yi said.
"If you refined the Thunder Sword Talisman, it would naturally be more powerful than the Thunder Light Talisman, but your spiritual power itself is extremely condensed, and its quality is even better than that of the later monks of the Spirit King. I estimate that the Thunder Light Talisman you refined is as powerful as him.
The refined thunder sword talisman is about the same power."
Han Yi nodded, and in a blink of an eye, the sky outside was already dark. It took more than six hours to refine a thunder talisman, which consumed a lot of mental energy. Counting the time, even if he kept refining it for a moment,
, it is also unlikely that a sufficient number of thunder talismans can be refined before the start of the Lingfu Competition.
"Go on."
He raised his hand and grabbed it, and four pieces of ore levitated.
While Han Yi was refining the talisman, the four elders who had fought with Han Yi during the day in Wufang Ling Mansion and the meeting hall had just finished reporting what happened at noon to Yu Huairen.
The faces of all the elders in the hall were extremely solemn. Suddenly, Lan Yue Ling Mansion except such a powerful disciple was definitely not good news for them.
"He actually killed the Spirit King disciple of Yunsuo Ling Mansion. This guy is really brave." A middle-aged elder said this, somewhat gloating, "I wonder if that guy Yun Jie has gone to find that guy now?"
The boy called Han Yi is desperate?"
"Originally Yun Jie was planning to take action, but I stopped him." Elder Yun said, "After all, with that boy's strength, Yun Jie may not be his opponent. On the contrary, it will make it difficult for us in Wu Fang Ling Mansion."
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"Yes, the two people who came to host the Lingfu Competition this time are from the Holy Land. It would not be good if they have a bad impression of our Wufang Lingfu." The old man on the left said.
"Qiuleng, what do you think?" Yu Huairen, who was sitting in the seat, looked at Yu Qiuleng, who was sitting behind.
"If what Elder Yun said is true, then this guy named Han Yi is probably the strongest among all the disciples participating in this Lingfu competition."
"Indeed." Yu Huairen nodded.
"To be honest, I have already met Han Yi and had some minor frictions with him. I originally thought he was just an ordinary Spirit King disciple, but I didn't expect his strength to be so terrifying."
"You have seen it." Yu Huairen was a little surprised. All the elders in the hall focused their eyes on Yu Qiuleng.
"Well, in Wanling Pavilion, Miss Xi'er of Wanling Pavilion was quite polite to him at that time. The two of them seemed to have met before." At this point, a cold light flashed in Yu Qiuleng's eyes, "I fought with him.
Zhao, his physical body is very strong, he should have practiced the Body Refining Spirit Art."
"Elder Yun said that Han Yi claimed to be Lei Lingyu's disciple, and he was indeed using thunder-attribute spiritual power, so he was probably not lying. This kid has practiced a lot of spiritual techniques, and it is difficult for him to achieve any great achievements in the future if he is so mixed.
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"Although he is complex, his methods in the early stages of practice are very changeable, and his combat power is much stronger than that of ordinary spiritual cultivators."
"Then do you have any way to deal with him?"
"He is only in the Spirit King stage. There are naturally many ways to deal with him. Since he is not his opponent, as long as he catches the people around him, he will naturally throw a rat weapon. I have issued a death order among all the disciples of the Spirit Palace. This
Not a single disciple of Lan Yue Ling Mansion can even think of leaving the secret realm alive."
"Okay, it's best if you have this confidence." Yu Huairen nodded, waved his hand, and an array disk and dozens of small flags flew towards Yu Qiuleng, "This formation is called the Vermillion Bird Burning Sky Formation. As long as he dares to enter the formation, he will be killed.
He is enough."
The expressions of the elders in the main hall changed slightly. They did not expect that in order to deal with Palace Master Han Yi, they would even bring out the Vermillion Bird Burning Sky Formation. It was a formation that even the Spirit Emperor monks were afraid of.
"Okay, everyone, let's go down. Qiuleng, you stay."
After hearing this, the elders stood up and left the hall one after another. After a while, only Qiu Leng and Yu Huairen were left in the hall.
"Father, do you have any other instructions?"
"How is the refining of the thing I gave you going?"
"Half of it has been refined."
"Half, that's enough. When the time comes to enter the secret realm, you don't have to worry about that guy named Han Yi. The first thing you need to do is to open the seal of Canglong Palace."
"Yes, father." Yu Qiuleng was stunned for a moment, but still responded.
"Okay, you go down."
After watching Yu Qiuleng leave, Yu Huairen suddenly spoke, as if talking to the air.
"Are you sure there really is a Universe Creation Pill in Canglong Palace?"
"Of course." A deep, old voice sounded in the empty hall, with no one in sight.
"You'd better not lie to me, or I will kill you." Yu Huairen suddenly burst out with a terrifying murderous aura, and the hall instantly became extremely cold, and the air seemed to be completely solidified.
The old voice was silent for a while before speaking calmly.