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Chapter 170 Two Extreme Peaks
Chapter 171 Two Extreme Peaks
Even more astonishingly, the bluish-white arcs of electricity leaping between the leaves were becoming increasingly dense and active, and amidst the crackling sounds, a faint golden glow was faintly revealed.
Lu Jianghe straightened up. "How many more years will it take for this Thunder Bamboo to fully mature to its ten-thousand-year potential, transform into Golden Thunder Bamboo, and give rise to the legendary exorcising divine thunder?"
Han Li had already put away the small green bottle, and the apprehension and fear he had shown before were gone from his face; his expression was calm and normal.
"After all, it is one of the three great divine trees in the cultivation world. It cannot mature in a day like ordinary spiritual herbs. It will probably take about five or six years."
Lu Jianghe turned his head. "Using Thunder Bamboo as the main ingredient to refine magical artifacts, how much can you use, kid, according to your needs?"
Han Li rubbed his chin, as if he was carefully considering: "Brother Lu, my magic weapon is quite special. I plan to refine it into a complete set, totaling seventy-two weapons."
Lu Jianghe said, "If we were to refine seventy-two complete sets of magic weapons according to this method, the current one would be far from enough."
"That's definitely not enough."
Han Li remained noncommittal. "My plan is to take a small section of its rhizome and cultivate it separately after this bamboo has grown into a ten-thousand-year-old Golden Thunder Bamboo. If we can successfully propagate it by division, I estimate that we can cultivate seven or eight more plants, which should be enough to meet our needs."
He spoke with certainty, as if he were stating something perfectly natural.
Upon hearing the plan to "mass-produce" golden bamboo, even Lu Jianghe, with his calm demeanor, couldn't help but twitch his lips, barely able to suppress the smile on his face.
"Thunder Bamboo is already a rare treasure, and Ten-Thousand-Year Golden Thunder Bamboo is an even rarer, more divine object that is impossible to find. Both are things that others would painstakingly acquire, yet here they've become 'wholesale' items?"
Han Li chuckled and scratched his head. "Since we've decided to do it, we should strive for perfection. With such convenient conditions, why not make good use of them? If it weren't for this little green bottle, I'm afraid I would have had to settle for second best and just forge a main sword, or simply find other materials."
Lu Jianghe turned his head and glanced at the lush spiritual plants deep inside the cave.
Most of the rare and precious flowers and herbs are over eight or nine hundred years old, and some are even five or six thousand years old.
These are all "seeds" that Han Li brought from Tiannan back then.
Lu Jianghe's lips curled into a half-smile. "You've managed this cave dwelling quite well, teeming with life. But with such a heaven-defying treasure capable of accelerating the growth of spiritual plants, why did you only try to fool me with three-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs earlier? Han Li, is that all your life is worth?"
Han Li's heart tightened at the sudden questioning about the past, and an embarrassed, dry laugh appeared on his face. He quickly explained, "Brother Lu, suddenly bringing out a rare spiritual herb that's thousands of years old is obviously inviting trouble, isn't it? How could I dare to just casually take it out? Besides, I'm not stupid, and I certainly wouldn't dare to treat you like a fool."
Lu Jianghe smiled and said, "Take out the blueprints for the magic weapon you plan to refine and let me see them."
After hearing this, Han Li, though unaware of Lu Jianghe's specific intentions, did not hesitate.
As a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, the opponent's cultivation techniques and supernatural abilities must far surpass my Azure Origin Sword Technique.
Besides, he'd already seen the little green bottle, so there was really no need to hide or keep this stuff from him.
Han Li immediately took out an ancient book from his storage bag and handed it to Lu Jiang.
"The cultivation technique I primarily practice is called the 'Azure Origin Sword Art,' and the Azure Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword within it—this is the natal magic weapon I will be practicing."
After Lu Jianghe took it, he flipped through the pages. It contained sword techniques, several secret arts, the materials and methods for forging the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, and the final Great Geng Sword Formation.
After a moment, he closed the book.
"There's nothing special about it. After it's been forged, the blade isn't sharp enough, nor is it particularly tough. Apart from being able to unleash the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder, it's flawed in every way."
Upon hearing this, Han Li secretly grumbled to himself.
The divine thunder generated by the ten-thousand-year-old golden thunder bamboo is a true weapon of mass destruction against demonic cultivators.
With this one supernatural ability alone, he is theoretically invincible against any ghost or demon cultivator of the same level.
Even if he were to cross several minor realms, he would still be 70% confident of victory.
Unless it involves crossing an entire major realm, such as a Core Formation cultivator encountering a Nascent Soul cultivator, then it might truly be impossible to solve the problem.
However, when it comes to dealing with ghostly or demonic techniques, this Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder is absolutely the ultimate nemesis.
Brother Lu's evaluation is far too lenient, isn't it?
In fact, Lu Jianghe was being very tactful in saying that.
The so-called "evil-repelling divine thunder" is merely a borrowing of the inherent properties of the Golden Thunder Bamboo material, not a divine power inherent in the sword itself.
Such materials might be considered rare in the human realm or even the spirit realm, but in Lu Jianghe's eyes, their performance was still too mediocre.
In his view, the true natal flying sword is the foundation of sword cultivation, a being where life and nature are cultivated together, and the path of cultivation is shared.
For example, Lu Jianghe's natal flying sword "Xieshui" has no other flaws except that it is not top-notch in terms of killing power.
Leaving aside its unparalleled power to inflict area damage, the various supernatural abilities that the flying sword might gain after its future advancement are already beyond imagination and difficult to fathom.
In fact, Lu Jianghe had a chance to reach the Ascension Realm at the Sword Qi Great Wall.
Unfortunately, he never truly comprehended the key supernatural power of his natal flying sword, "Draining Water," which led him to the Ascension Realm.
It's not that the realm itself is an insurmountable constraint, but rather that his own Daoist heart, at a crucial juncture, seems unable to fully "believe."
Cut the heavens to make a furnace, refine all rivers, and unleash a torrent of rain; with a single thought, a sharp blade is formed.
When the rain falls, that will be the time for the sword to arrive.
This level of attainment is almost touching the threshold of the legendary fourteenth realm of Dao integration, its profound mystery is beyond words.
However, Heaven was ultimately stingy and did not give him enough time to prove himself before the barbaric world had already attacked.
Lu Jianghe is the same as Lu Zhi.
The bottleneck of the Immortal Mirror is no ordinary bottleneck.
The more extreme something is, the more perfect its realm becomes, but the greater the bottleneck it faces.
This is a paradox.
These two individuals seemed to embody the two extreme peaks of swordsmanship and combat.
What Lu Zhi sought was the purest, ultimate killing power that could cut down anything.
What Lu Jianghe sought was the ultimate group injury that could cause the demise of all living beings within his sight.
He didn't actually have to die.
However, in the midst of battle, individuals often follow the trend of the general situation.
Defeat, upheaval, valiant struggle, and heroic sacrifice—all these are examples of this.
Or perhaps, in Chen Qingdu's eyes, Lu Jianghe's potential was not as high as Lu Zhi's.
There's no need to guess.
Lu Jianghe knew what Han Li was thinking.
"Alright, I'll pass on to you a mantra for greatly refining your natal weapons. If you can cultivate it, you can refine your seventy-two Azure Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords from solid to ethereal form. Once you reach the Nascent Soul stage, in addition to the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder, you'll gain another unpredictable ability. While it may not be able to take someone's head from a thousand miles away, it will certainly give you the upper hand in combat. Moreover, upon reaching a minor level of mastery, combined with the essence of wood, it can cultivate a trace of 'indestructible' attribute, making it less prone to damage."
Upon hearing this, Han Li's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly, his previous thoughts instantly vanishing.
That's right!
Everything Brother Lu says is correct!
Lu Jianghe then said, "Listen carefully, kid. It's about two thousand words. Write it down."
Heaven and earth are the furnace, mountains and rivers the foundation of the Dao, the five elements merge into the profound mystery, yin and yang determine the spiritual mechanism—the golden edge condenses the solemn energy, the wood bone contains the vitality, the fire heart burns away falsehood, the water rhythm nourishes the subtle mystery, the thick earth stabilizes the source, and all laws depend on each other—
Drawing upon the clear streams of the four seas to regulate the disordered five elements, reversing the cycles of the sun and moon to create wondrous creations, a thousand mountains spew forth spiritual veins, ten thousand ravines overflow with cloud ripples, the order of day and night, the chaotic radiance reversed, day and night alternate, dragons and snakes drive each other, yin and yang invert, creation spirals, the sun and moon within the vessel invert the universe—
Throughout the process, Lu Jianghe recited the mnemonic while providing annotations, afraid that Han Li might misremember it.
The moment Han Li uttered those words, he closed his eyes.
Opening your eyes at this moment is undoubtedly a distraction. Only by closing your eyes and concentrating can you focus all your attention on your ears and try your best to remember the profound meaning contained in every word and sentence.
Because his eyes were closed, he was unable to see the strange phenomena that quietly arose around Lu Jianghe when he uttered the first syllable.
Lu Jianghe's voice was not loud, but it seemed to contain a certain rhythm.
Every time he uttered a word, the surrounding air would suddenly freeze, and then, like a pebble thrown into water, it would ripple outwards in circles of subtle yet clear spatial ripples.
These ripples spread, collided, and overlapped silently, distorting the light around him and causing his figure to flicker and alternate between reality and illusion.
With each word he uttered, Lu Jianghe's figure swayed slightly, as if he were pouring not words, but some ineffable "existence" into the process of refining his natal artifact, which should not exist in this world at all.
The level and mystery of this incantation have already transcended the common framework of the laws of this world.
Lu Jianghe didn't actually know if this incantation could be successfully cultivated in this world.
However, when he could clearly and accurately recite the incantation, even causing the world to resonate and the space to tremble, he knew it.
Since one can "speak" it out, it means that this path is feasible in this world.
After Lu Jianghe finished speaking, Han Li stood frozen in place like a clay or wooden sculpture.
This Great Refining Manual is of a very high grade; even in the Immortal Realm, it would still be considered top-notch and would be of lasting benefit.
As a Core Formation cultivator, one has a photographic memory, so memorizing texts is naturally not difficult.
What is truly remarkable is that while reciting these profound and obscure incantations, the editor was able to feel something and immerse himself in them; this is what makes him truly extraordinary.
When Han Li's tightly closed eyelids trembled slightly and finally slowly opened, it was already four or five hours later.
"Tsk."
Lu Jianghe's voice, carrying a perfectly timed teasing tone, broke the silence.
"You can boast about having a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator sit here and protect you, kid. You can brag about that a few times at the dinner table."
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