Han Li opened the lid of the Sky Bottle and placed it on the empty space next to the cauldron. He then took a few steps back and raised his hand to activate the array under the cauldron, causing the raging flames in the cauldron to surge.
After a while, he took a deep breath, stretched out a white finger, and gently hooked it in the direction of the cauldron.
With a "hu" sound, a crimson flame immediately flew out from the bottom of the cauldron. After spinning in mid-air, it turned into a slender line of fire like a small snake. Under his control, it shot into the dark green bottle at the side.
A red light flashed in the small bottle, and then the jade-like wall of the bottle was illuminated. The leaf-shaped patterns revealed a little dark red color, and they flickered as if they were alive.
Han Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stood in the same place for a while without moving.
After a while, the red light in the bottle suddenly converged and disappeared.
The dark green bottle returned to normal again, as if nothing had happened.
However, Han Li's gaze was focused, and he stared at the small bottle without blinking, as if he was waiting for something.
Time passed little by little. After about a quarter of an hour, he raised one hand again and drew a slightly larger flame from the cauldron, causing it to enter the small bottle.
Just like before, the red light in the bottle flickered again, and then it became silent again.
But this time, the flickering time seemed to be a little longer than before.
Seeing this, Han Li's face showed a trace of hesitation.
In the following time, he continued to draw the cauldron fire into the small bottle, and the interval was getting shorter and shorter.
As expected, the red light in the small bottle flickered longer and longer.
After an unknown amount of time, when Han Li once again drew the cauldron fire into the small bottle, causing the red light to flicker, this time it lasted for a quarter of an hour, and there was no sign of it stopping.
Han Li's eyes lit up slightly.
At this moment, with a crisp sound from the bottle, the bottle began to emit traces of silver light, and it swallowed all the red light at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The next moment, with a "whoosh" sound, a dazzling silver light shot out from the mouth of the bottle, rushing straight to the top of the secret room.
"Peng" a muffled sound rang out.
The silver light hit the ceiling of the room and fell down a little. The silver light emitted from it immediately filled the entire Alchemy Room, illuminating the whole room.
Han Li raised his head and looked at the silver light above him. Blue light flashed in his eyes, and his face showed a hint of surprise and joy. But then, he frowned slightly.
The ball of silver light spun a few times in the air before shrinking and transforming into a small silver firebird. It spread its wings and swooped down towards him.
Han Li raised his hand, and the silver firebird nimbly stopped half a foot away from his palm. Then, it spread its wings and flew around his index finger. It constantly let out cheerful cries, as if it was very happy.
This firebird was none other than the Refined Flame Firebird that was formed after the Refined Flame had a trace of spirituality!
In the beginning, when he was in the human world, he cultivated the Purple Apex Fire with the Celestial Ice Flame and the cold air of the Six-winged Frost Centipede. Then, he integrated the Purple Apex Fire into the Lunar True Fire. Later, when he came to the Spiritual Realm, he swallowed a lot of other flames through the Lunar True Fire and finally formed this Refined Flame Firebird.
Not only could this fire swallow all kinds of spiritual flames, but it also had a significant restraining effect on fire-attribute spirit beasts. It was one of the important helpers for him to dominate the Spiritual Realm.
Han Li heaved a faint sigh as he recollected his train of thought. He raised an arm, and the Fire Raven obediently withdrew its wings before landing on his palm.
For some reason, since he woke up, he had not been able to sense this fire. He originally thought that he had lost it for some reason, but he didn't expect that not only was it not lost, but it had been sleeping in his Sky Bottle.
Just now, in the secret room, he had also suddenly felt a faint connection to the flame in his spiritual sense. As a result, he immediately rushed to the pill refinement room and tried to use the furnace fire as a catalyst to awaken the Fire Bird. He didn't expect it to actually succeed in one go.
He looked at the silver firebird that was constantly jumping in his palm. His face looked a little gloomy under the silver light.
This bird was now less than 3 inches tall, and the fire around it seemed to be a little weak. Its power was more than 10 times worse than before.
This made the anger that he had been suppressing in his heart that couldn't be vented increased a little.
Needless to say, this bird's current appearance was definitely related to the loss of its memory.
Han Li swore in his heart that no matter who it was that had reduced him to such a state, he would make them pay for it.
After a while, he calmed his mind, and his face gradually calmed down. A green light rolled out of his sleeve, and the silver firebird disappeared into his body.
It was likely that this bird would need to be cultivated in his body to regain some vitality.
After about 15 minutes, Han Li left the cave mansion again and came to a corner in the northwest of the spiritual field.
He released his Divine Thought to sweep around. After confirming that there was nothing strange, he raised one hand and waved his wrist several times. Small triangular flags flew out one after another, circling a circular area in the field.
Then he chanted a spell in a low voice and made a gesture with one hand. The circle of triangular flags suddenly flashed with a faint purple light, forming a layer of fuzzy light curtain between them, wrapping the area inside.
After doing all this, he stepped into the area, and the purple light on the light curtain disappeared, completely blending into the night.
At this moment, if an outsider passed by the cave mansion, as long as their cultivation hadn't reached the Soul Formation stage, they wouldn't be able to discover the abnormality here. If it was a cultivator above the Soul Formation stage, they would be discovered immediately and respond in time.
Inside the light curtain, Han Li waved his hand, and more than 20 exquisite wooden boxes appeared out of thin air, floating in front of him.
He casually lifted his hand, and the lids of the wooden boxes were opened one after another, from which came bursts of medicinal fragrance.
Dozens of stalks of white spirit herbs with well-developed roots flew out of the medicine box one by one, falling toward the ground and taking root.
These spirit herbs, which looked somewhat similar to ordinary ginseng, were the hundred year old Cloud Crane Grass.
In the past few days, he had made several trips to the Valley of Ease and bought almost all the Cloud Crane Grass in the valley.
In order to not attract the attention of others, he even deliberately concealed his cultivation and changed his appearance.
After glancing at the white spirit herbs on the ground, Han Li took out the dark green bottle from his bosom.
He took a deep breath, opened the bottle cap, and shook it lightly. Then he tilted the bottle, and poured the liquid onto the Cloud Crane Grass below.
The drop of green liquid slowly slid down the mouth of the bottle, and sprinkled on the spirit herbs.