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Chapter 847 Tongtian Lingbao Altar

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    After a while, the small cyan cauldron shone brightly in the infant fire, exuding a hot aura.  The entire secret room began to heat up, and the temperature rose sharply.

    A cold light flashed in Han Li's eyes. He raised his hand and hit the small cauldron with a spell.

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

    Seeing this, Han Li 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.  .

    Han Li stared at the object for a moment, then stretched out his hand and made a move. Suddenly, the tuber-like object flew out of the jade box and stayed in the air about a few feet above the ground.

    Han Li flicked his fingers calmly, a green light flashed past, and a fifth of the tuber's size fell down without a trace.

    The sleeves of the robe were flicked, and the cyan glow shot out from the sleeves. The fallen part was rolled up and thrown into the small cauldron.

    Then he hit the tuber with another spell, and it immediately fell back into the jade box.

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

    Using the same spell, he used the sword light to cut off a small section and put it into the cauldron.

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

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

    Han Li then moved towards the suspended cauldron lid and tapped it gently.

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

    Han Li let out a breath and opened his mouth again.  The cyan baby fire burst out from his mouth, and the cyan flame suddenly swelled, and the temperature in the room suddenly rose a lot.

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

    Not long after, bursts of thunder began to be heard from the small cauldron, and the sound became louder and louder.

    Seeing this, Han Li raised his eyebrows, and the speed of the kneading in his hands changed, suddenly becoming slower and faster.

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

    Han Li's expression was dull at this time, but the blue light in his eyes was flickering, as if he could directly see through the cauldron wall to observe the condition of the elixir in the small cauldron, and he looked neither sad nor happy.

    Time passed by like this little by little.

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    While Han Li was working hard on refining the elixir, at the altar in the basin, the Ghost Spirit Sect group finally climbed to the top of the altar that was hundreds of feet high.

    I don¡¯t know what the ancient monks who built the altar thought at the time, but the restrictions on the steps of the altar are really perverted.  Starting from the bottom of the altar, almost every time the stairs climb a certain height, the gravity exerted on these people will immediately increase greatly.

    Therefore, when climbing from the bottom to the middle of the altar, it only took the group slowly more than two hours. However, from the middle to the top of the altar, it took a full day and night, and even had to take a small break in the middle.  Half a day will restore mana.

    The master of the Ghost Spirit Sect and other Nascent Soul cultivators were fine, but the three disciples in the Dan Formation stage could barely reach the top.  Because when we reached the last dozen or so steps, almost a thousand pounds of force was exerted on us every step we took.  These pill-forming monks moved here almost inch by inch.

    Of course, the most relaxed among them is Wei Wuya.

    From the beginning to the end, we didn¡¯t see any big impact of the restriction on this late Yuanying monk, and he never showed any sign of difficulty.  You must know that even when Wang Tiangu and others reached the last stage, they could only take one step and stop, and their faces were really ugly.

    Of course, when the leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect saw Wei Wuya's behavior, he was a little frightened, and he couldn't help but look at Wei Wuya again.

    Although the group of them had different cultivation levels, under the careful attention of the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, they climbed to the top of the altar at the same time.

    As soon as they stepped on it, the feeling that was as heavy as Mount Tai immediately disappeared without a trace. The Ghost Spirit Sect disciples finally breathed a sigh of relief.

    Although they were protected by spiritual light, walking all the way from the bottom of the altar still made them all feel sore in their backs and legs, and their whole bodies felt weak.

    They have not experienced this feeling that only mortals have for a long time.  After all, when I usually go there, I just stomp my feet to get there. How have I ever experienced this kind of pain again?The Confucian scholar with a ghostly body took action at this time.

    He raised his hands, flicked his fingers slightly, and four gray spells shot out and hit the stone statue.

    Suddenly, the thing in Qilin's mouth swelled and shrank, and he shot out one after another.

    Four five-color light pillars rose into the sky and shot towards the sky.  Then the light exploded, and a five-color light ball about ten feet in size appeared in the sky.

    Then the space near the light ball distorted and deformed, and after an earth-shaking loud noise, it suddenly exploded.

    The five-color spiritual light was dazzling and dazzling, covering the entire sky above the altar for a while. The astonishing fluctuations of spiritual energy swept towards the monks on the altar like a stormy wave.

    Even a monk like Wei Wuya can't help but change his face when he senses the intensity of the spiritual energy fluctuations.  The rest of the people couldn't help but take a few steps back and hurriedly mobilized their spiritual power to resist.

    Fortunately, the explosion process is very short. In the blink of an eye, the glow converges and the spiritual energy dissipates.  Only then did Gui Ling Sect and the others feel at ease, and they quickly raised their heads and looked into the sky.

    After seeing the situation clearly in the air, everyone was shocked.

    Wei Wuya's face turned livid, he turned his head sharply, stared at the Confucian scholar and said coldly:

    "This is the entrance to Lingmiao Garden you are talking about?"

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