Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

Jiang Li raised his hand, and a pure wood-attribute aura crossed over, first protecting the other party's heart.

Another medicinal pill that healed the wounds and qi was stuffed into the female cultivator's mouth. Only then did the ropes around her wrists untangle and the person was released.

This female cultivator's body is very light, which is frighteningly light, because almost all the flesh on her body has been cut off, and most of the organs in her abdominal cavity have been lost, and what remains is simply a skeleton.

The current situation of the nun is very bad.

She had been using Qianhelou's special secret technique all the time, and she barely retained a trace of vitality even when her body was ruined like this.

But in order to ask Jiang Li for help, she could only withdraw from the secret state. This body, which can no longer be described as riddled with holes, will kill her at any time.

When Jiang Li passed the spiritual energy for her, he discovered a solid core that was on the verge of collapse.

Such exaggerated damage to the road foundation, even if it is placed on Jiang Li himself, will take a long time to recover.

Ordinary people encounter such serious injuries, and they don't even know that they have died several times.

Jiang Li also thought that the other party must just return to the light, and after leaving a few last words, he will die sadly.

But he still underestimated the heroes of the world.

Qianhelou's exercises are peaceful and longevity, and are very effective in warming and stabilizing injuries.

With the help of Jiang Li's spiritual energy and medicinal pills, the female cultivator actually managed to stabilize her anger and survived firmly.

However, due to his heavy physical condition, it was his limit to be able to ask Jiang Li for help once with that subtle voice. After being rescued, he fainted as soon as he relaxed.

. . . .

Two days later, Jiang Li was sitting cross-legged on the head of the wooden dragon cracking empty seat, floating along a river of black water.

This ghost king wasteland is really easy to get in and hard to get out.

When they came in, because most of the ghost kings were attracted by the Nine Yang Boys and Nine Yin Girls, there were no powerful ghosts in this area at all.

He flew in openly at the time, and he was not hindered much.

But when he was about to go out, the entire Ghost King Wasteland had already been sent out layers upon layers, with countless ghosts patrolling like a net.

If they really want to be discovered by them, Jiang Li may be lucky enough to experience what it means to be the enemy of the whole world.

In this case, pull one hair and move the whole body. Don't talk about flying, just run faster, it may cause the ghosts to be alert.

So he had to travel carefully from the ground with Risakuza.

Fortunately, what he practiced himself was the Jiuyou Dao Sutra, and the wooden dragon cracking empty seat also had 60% of the wood, which had already been replaced by him with Jiuyou wood.

As the spiritual roots of heaven and earth who were born in the underworld and grew up in the underworld, as long as they exude some yin and make a little disguise, they look almost more ghosts than real ghosts.

Some low-level ghost soldiers would bow to give way when they saw them from a distance.

"you're awake."

Behind Jiang Li was a wooden coffin.

Of course, it wasn't a coffin for burial, but a cultivator version of the constant-temperature nutrition cabin that he created with a magic formula to restore the injury of the female cultivator of Qianhe Tower.

Jiang Li was in a coffin, covered with soft moss that would automatically heat up, and then manipulated the plant to secrete some pain-relieving nutrient solution that had the effect of paralyzing the nerves at the end.

Lying in this coffin will be more comfortable than the fetus in the amniotic fluid.

And because of the secretions that paralyze the nerves at the end, even if you just rolled over the mountain of knives and fell into the oil pan, you will not feel any pain without a piece of good skin and flesh on your body.

Of course, these are all creations of Jiang Li, and he can understand any slight changes in them.

Pushing open the lid of the coffin, the female cultivator inside had indeed woken up.

Although his face is still pale and not like a living person, the situation is obviously much better than before, and many parts of his body have begun to grow flesh.

"Thank you~ for saving me~"

The female cultivator woke up from a coma and was tortured for a long time, making her still unable to believe that she had been saved.

It was not until after seeing Jiang Li that he recovered from the despair and confusion, and shed a tear with difficulty.

All the energy in her body is now used to grow muscles, and she can separate out a little to shed tears. It is indeed a very difficult thing.

After thanking Jiang Li, the female cultivator seemed to remember something, and began to try hard to lift her body.

Like most people who have been rescued from disasters, she desperately wants to confirm the condition of her body.

The loss of certain organs is more serious than death in men. And some organs are equally important to women.

The female cultivator used a few tendons on her body, which had just grown out, to reluctantly raise her head.

Then she saw a clean shaved skeleton, and that scene almost made her faint again.

It seems that when she was cut, she should have fallen into a state of suspended animation, and did not see what those ghosts did to her body.

Or maybe she actually knew it, but she just didn't want to accept the truth.

"Don't get excited, girl, we are all monks, and we can grow back our broken limbs. There will always be a way for some flesh and blood."

"In addition, what's your name? Which sect's disciple are you? After leaving the ghost king wasteland, I will take you to a nearby city of immortality. You can contact your teachers and friends and ask them to pick you up."

Jiang Li did not reveal that he knew that she was a disciple of Qianhelou, let alone the stupid operation of returning the storage bag to her.

If he is really so honest, maybe this savior will become desperate.

"My name is... My name is Yang Ruozhi. I'm just a loose cultivator. I don't have a teacher... I don't have any friends."

Hearing the teacher's friend, the female cultivator's face became even more ugly.

Jiang Li was very surprised that she did not admit that she was a disciple of Qianhelou, and even the name she reported to Jiang Li was probably false.

"Is Yang Ruozhi..."

When Jiang Li heard the name, he didn't know what to think in his heart, and nodded calmly, without dismantling the other party.

Previously, this female nun was like bacon, and was hung on the city wall for ten days without fellow monks to rescue her.

Jiang Li once had two guesses: the people in Qianhelou didn't know that she was arrested, or the people in Qianhelou just gave her up in order not to affect the plan.

Judging from the opponent's current performance, the possibility of the latter is obviously higher.

After putting a bottle of muscle-building medicinal pills into the coffin, he closed the lid and continued on his way.

Jiang Li took medicinal pills only once. The amount of medicinal pills left on his body was not many, but there were really many types. He picked a few bottles that were suitable and gave them to this "Yang Ruozhi".

A few days later, Split Space Seat followed the black river that was polluted by the ghost king wasteland all the way down, and finally escaped from the place shrouded in death.

Yang Ruozhi, who had been covered with skin again, also came out of the coffin and sat on the back of the wooden dragon with Jiang Li.

Although it is not difficult to see the fact that the other party is still skinny under loose clothes, it seems that this life has been saved.

Eat more papaya milk in the future, maybe it will grow back some more.

"Benevolence is great, Ruozhi has nothing to repay, so he can only..., dare to ask the name of the benefactor, Ruozhi will wear a grass title ring in the future to repay the benefactor."

Since Jiang Li's foundation was established, his appearance has become more and more charming. In addition, the various high-level powers in his body have always shrouded him with a mysterious aura.

For female nuns, his allure is even enough to be ranked in the male Luoshen list.

In desperation, he gave "Yang Ruozhi" hope for a new life, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it was Entong's rebirth.

But Yang Ruozhi is now empty, and there is nothing to repay Jiang Li.

Logically speaking, at this time, Jiang Li should be worthy of the phrase "promise with oneself".

But Yang Ruozhi, who originally wanted to go up and sit next to Jiang Li, just got close to Jiang Li, and remembered her terrifying body.

To promise each other with such a body, wouldn't that be revenge for kindness?

Immediately, he took two steps back with a bitter expression, and sat two positions behind.

"Miss Yang, you're welcome, just call me Jiang Li."

"I'm waiting for the monk to go out, and I should lend a helping hand when I see the injustice, right?"

Jiang Li waved his hand, but he had no purpose in leaving the other party. It's just that they are both human races, so I can't see my compatriots being treated like this.

Sitting on the back of the wooden dragon, they chatted a few words with each other.

It's just that "Yang Ruozhi" will fall into silence every time he talks about the past of the other party.

After marching down for a while, perhaps because of the nightfall, the mist on the river surface was thick and thick, and soon it was impossible to see what was two meters in front of him.

At this moment, the wooden dragon cracking empty seat under him suddenly twisted uncomfortably.

Immediately, the dragon's blood in Jiang Li's body began to inexplicably agitate.

This kind of feeling is not common, it was only when he was a young qi cultivator.

The Master, Elder He, only experienced this kind of restlessness when he revealed the dragon's blood to him.

This is the induction formed spontaneously after being within a certain range of the same dragon blood carrier.

Sure enough, the water flow ahead was vigorously stirred, and a strong fishy smell came through the mist.

Risakuza spontaneously raised his upper body high in the water, and grinned at a certain existence in the thick fog and let out a low roar.

A moment later, in the thick fog, a behemoth that was no smaller than a wooden dragon stirred the water and swam towards it.

As the distance got closer, the shadows in the mist became clearer.

One is at least 80% similar to the wooden dragon cracking empty seat, but a head without horns on its head protrudes out of the fog.

It turned out to be a dragon beast.

hold head high! Roar!

After the two sides approached, a long roar suddenly burst out together to tear the eardrums!

The surrounding fog was instantly torn apart by these two long roars, and the moonlight shone down on the river to clear the haze.

Only then did Jiang Li see that the dragon beast was covered with a thick chain, and the chain extended backward to connect to a huge dragon-patterned warship.

Seeing this, Jiang Li couldn't help frowning, what kind of power can this cherished Jiaozhu be used for pulling boats?

Immediately, the flag flying on the warship had already revealed the identity of the other party.

It was a black flag with a dragon head turned into a skeleton in the center of the flag, followed by two crossed swords.

"It's a monk from Hualong Island, be careful!"

Yang Ruozhi reminded aloud from behind, with some solemn emotions in her tone.

After absorbing the flesh and blood of the black flood dragon, Jiang Li's wooden dragon cracking empty seat has a dragon-like appearance. At first, Yang Ruozhi thought he was from Hualong Island.

After Jiang Li denied it, the other party showed a relieved expression.

It can be seen that the relationship between Qianhe Tower and Hualong Island is not very good, and the cultivators of Hualong Island have always had a bad reputation.

"Hohohoho, look what I found?"

"An atavistic dragonborn!"

"Little guy, don't move, otherwise it will be bad if you accidentally shoot in your head!"

The cultivator sticking his head out from above, saw the roaring cracking seat, his eyes lit up, he directly ignored Jiang Li standing on the dragon head, controlled a whale hunting giant crossbow, and directly aimed at the wooden dragon below and fired .

It's not that Jiang Li didn't see the whale beast that floated to Jicheng City before. That huge body was no different from a mountain.

And how huge the giant crossbow used to hunt whales can be imagined.

hum!

At least the sound of a thousand crossbow salvos sounded overhead, and the surrounding water was shaken by the vibration, and the jumping water droplets jumped up to two meters high.

The next moment, a black steel column with terrifying barbs shot towards the Rift Seat below.

At this speed and size, if it is hit by the wooden dragon cracking empty seat, it will only be cut off by the middle. Does the other party really want to capture rather than kill it directly?

Yang Ruozhi dragged Jiang Li to abandon the dragon to escape with him, but with his strength, how could he possibly shake Jiang Li.

However, he didn't make a move.

The current cracking seat is no longer what it used to be.

The entire wooden dragon quickly lit up with a burst of blue and red light, condensing its mouth from the end.

Then a green and red energy column spewed out from the mouth of the wooden dragon.

Due to the problem of compatibility, after absorbing the flesh and blood of the Rakshasa Black Flood Dragon, the wooden dragon's rank has been improved even more than the sword cultivator clone, and the core demon core has been directly condensed to a level comparable to that of the Jindan cultivator.

With the help of the sword repair clone, it also successfully mastered the power of the blood of madness.

The power of chaos and the spirit of the nine ghosts followed the path of the formation pattern on the body of the crack, and they continued to collide and accelerate to the mouth, and finally erupted with a power far exceeding the original level.

The power of the breath of the cracking seat was originally equivalent to the bow gun of a flying boat, even if it was a modification of the reason, it could not be ignored.

Now that the wooden dragon has advanced, he has obtained the power of chaos and the collision acceleration ability of the nine ghosts, and the power of this breath has skyrocketed in geometric multiples.

Even if Jiang Li himself attacked with all his strength, he would not dare to say that he could surpass the split empty seat.

The air-splitting breath that hovered in the blue and red colors collided with the huge spear gun. It destroyed the spear gun from the bottom up, and then shot through the bow of the dragon-patterned warship unabated!