Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

"Um~ I'm~ what's the matter~"

Kamiyama Qiuhua's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Jiang Li... Senior Brother."

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Jiang Li, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, her face turned red from habit, but soon turned pale again.

Waking up from a coma, she still doesn't understand what happened.

"Don't move, calm your breath, and if you're tired, take a nap first."

Shenshan Qiuhua wanted to think, but the severe headache and exhaustion forced her to close her eyes and curl up in Jiang Li's arms.

Jiang Li held the Shenshan Autumn Painting, and the pure wood-attribute aura was continuously transmitted into her body.

If it weren't for his aura to maintain, Shenshan Qiuhua would have to vomit blood if he said a word now.

Jiang Li had dozens of healing spells and medicinal pills on his body before, and later took an earth-level medicinal pill to continue his body, the Golden Flood Pill.

Under the blessing of these states, even if he was seriously injured and dying, he could recover within ten breaths.

After a long period of research, he discovered that although he could not directly mobilize the hidden energies of these healing states.

But if he uses wood attribute aura alone to cast healing spells, he can also bring out part of the energy.

Therefore, although Jiang Li just learned a basic "Fresh Spring Technique" casually, the effect that can be achieved can be worthy of a professional medical team.

Shushan Jianxiu's natal flying sword was injured, usually half his life at a time.

Shenshan Qiuhua has two natal flying swords, which have been forcibly refined in the past few days, and have been severely injured twice.

She might have already died in that wine jar.

However, this kind of energy didn't feel like a magic weapon to Jiang Li.

I still remember that under the Demon Pagoda in Wuxingfeng Town, Shushan Mountain, there was an old-fashioned turtle who discovered the uniqueness of Shenshan Qiuhua with the help of the turtle treasure.

The last time he saw each other, Shenshan Qiuhua's body also appeared strange. This energy may have appeared since then.

Jiang Li could only feel that the power was of high quality, but he couldn't recognize the specific origin.

He kept healing Shenshan Qiuhua for a while, waved his hand and pointed out a large number of wood demons.

Some wood demons sent the bewildered children home, while others rescued other people trapped in the jar.

The monks from the Chongshan Alliance were also found in the broken jar.

Their injuries were not serious, they were directly subdued by people with absolute power.

After taking a few pills, it is not a big problem to adjust the breath on your own.

Then, when checking the storage bags of those people, Jiang Li found a lot of fresh-keeping boxes inside.

After opening it, it was found that there were thousands of heads inside.

Why are these guys doing this kind of thing?

The heads of these mortal children are not spiritual materials. At most, they are the following nine-level side-door methods to make a few magic weapons of the middle and lower grades of the yellow rank, even the top grades of the yellow rank cannot reach it.

There was even a Nascent Soul in the team of six people, which they should not be interested in at all.

What are they plotting? Who needs such a mortal head?

After several of the Chongshan League monks who were the least injured woke up from pranayama, Jiang Li also learned what happened to them.

It was Shenshan Qiuhua, who had awakened his special talent, and heard the cry of countless children's grievances below.

Only then did they fall to the ground to check the situation, and they happened to meet the convoy led by the six people.

It's a pity that their strength is too poor, and they can't fight for justice. When they meet each other, they are taken down and brought into the wine jar.

Not even a call for help could be sent.

I have to say that the pot inside has to be drawn back by Shenshan Qiuhua.

With the character of other old fritters, it is impossible to stop and meddle in business. Probably because of the identity of the little princess of the Shenshan family, she had to operate illegally.

"You have worked hard, get up quickly, and have a good rest for a while after you go back. The lost magic medicine pill will be compensated by me personally."

Several monks kneeling on the ground begging for their sins were lifted up by the wood demon soldiers and placed next to them.

Soon after, Elder Mu and others who received the news also rushed over.

Elder Mu thanked Jiang Li repeatedly. If there is no Jiang Li, this kind of thing will be more dangerous the longer it takes, and the lower the chance of getting it back.

To be able to find it this time, firstly, Jiang Li cast a wide net, and secondly, it had to rely on luck.

With Jiang Li's aura's continuous nourishment, Shenshan Qiuhua's injuries finally stabilized.

But the damage to the soul is not so easy to make up for.

Even if you make tea with the other side flowers every day, and make porridge with forgetfulness grass, you will have to cultivate for at least a month.

The matter was resolved without incident. After roughly cleaning up the battlefield, the group returned to the station in the flying boat.

But for Jiang Li, this is far from over.

After leaving from Shenshan Qiuhua, Jiang Li walked into the coffin alone.

Inside, the few loose cultivators who had been dragged in were hanging on the tree like bacon at this time.

Their bodies were not dead, their souls were dragged out, and they were frying repeatedly in a frying pan.

Jiang Li used a technique similar to that in the Fengdu dungeon, so that even if the soul was subjected to excessive torture, it would not be so easy to dissipate. Can suffer repeatedly.

The cultivation of these guys is not low, and after a day of torture, they can still maintain a clear sense of reason.

Seeing Jiang Li come in, he immediately begged for mercy and shouted.

"Senior! Forgive me! Forgive me! They all instructed me! I don't dare any more!"

"We have parents, wife and children in our family! Please give us a chance!"

"We... we dedicate all our savings to adults, we really don't dare to do it again!"

They struggled and shouted in the frying pan, but they seemed to be in good spirits.

With a wave of his hand, six branches poked out, and hooked out five living souls and one dead soul in the oil pan.

As if the six crunchy souls were reborn after leaving the frying pan, they quickly assured Jiang Li of their thanks, saying that in the next life, they would repay him for not killing him as a cow or a horse.

"Tell me, who are you working for. What's the use of those children and heads."

"This...Senior, the younger ones are just a few unskilled cultivators, no one is instructing, we...ah!"

The one who spoke was thrown into the frying pan by Jiang Li again.

"Next, who will try to lie to me."

Jiang Li originally thought that loose cultivators had always been a guy with no integrity, but he didn't expect these guys to be able to stick to their mouths when their souls were hooked out.

"Sir, all our savings are stored in the Yunlai Inn in Fengyang City."

"We really don't know anything else, please..."

Then he was also stuffed into the frying pan.

The others had just been bombed for a day, but they never wanted to go back, so they quickly explained.

"Sir, we really can't say, we will die if we say it! All our family and children will be killed."

Then, all of them followed suit.

Jiang Li frowned, he could have directly controlled them with the seed of spiritual root, but these guys are too scumbag, Jiang Li doesn't want to give them a chance to "rehabilitate".

But with such a firm attitude, there may be problems.

Jiuyoumu probed into the soul search, trying to force some useful information from it.

But the soul search had just begun, and he found a restriction in it, and before he could react, the entire soul body suddenly shattered, splashing hot oil on the ground.

What a great ban!

No wonder they didn't say anything.

This prohibition is very sensitive. As long as the soul is probed and changed, or if they try to tell the truth, it will explode immediately and there is no room for relaxation.

If you eat the seed of the spiritual root, it will also parasitize and modify the underlying soul of the host. In this case, I am afraid that it will explode if you eat it.

That faction would only recruit loose cultivators with family children, and each loose cultivator could only perform one or two missions, once every few years, commit crimes all over the place, and repeat the cycle with the old leading the new.

Holding the handle that the monk couldn't get rid of, he set up this restriction again.

With such meticulous means of keeping secrets, the water here is probably very deep.

If you can't get the answer directly, you can only go fishing.

. . . .

A few days later, a convoy drove slowly in the dark.

They looked like ordinary mortal caravans, but the direction they were driving was gradually moving away from the gathering place of humans.

They didn't intend to stop until a lake appeared at the end of the road.

When the convoy reached the lake, the calm lake suddenly rippled slightly.

The river before them was divided in the middle. A downward path is revealed.

After the convoy entered, the lake closed again, leaving no trace on the surface.

Walking along the passage under the lake, a stone gate marked with strange runes appeared in front.

"A, Shen, C, Chou, Yin, Si, Wu, Shen, You."

A Nascent Soul cultivator came down from the carriage, and a chaotic string of Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches burst out from his mouth.

This is the agreed code, and after a while, the stone gate in front of him opens automatically.

Inside was a dark, empty crypt.

"You are late."

After the team entered, you could see familiar wine jars and boxes everywhere.

It was obvious what was inside.

This team is not the only one, there are many other scumbags doing their work for them.

A group of people gathered around to unload the goods, and a monk with an account book came up to draw a sketch and count the quantity.

"Sorry, Master Chief, something has been delayed."

Several loose cultivators hurried forward to explain.

"The number brought back is still a little small. What about the mortal executioners you brought? You can only cut a few by yourself."

"Huh? I remember there should be six of you. There's one more.

The master clerk shook his head, obviously dissatisfied with their work.

"Forget it, you can't seize the opportunity yourself."

"You guys, what do you want to do next time?"

A child's head is worth five spirit stones, and a spirit root seedling is worth one hundred spirit stones.

If it is a cultivator with a cultivation base, he can also sell quite expensive spiritual stones according to his cultivation base talent.

This price simply subverts the cognition of the immortal world.

In any random town, there can be thousands of mortal children who can be deceived.

When they came down this trip, each of them easily earned tens of thousands of spirit stones.

This is what they usually do, and they need to spend a lot of time with their lives to get something.

But now, all they need to do is to ride the carriage around in a circle, come out with conscience and keep it a secret.

The conscience of a group of loose cultivators, a few hundred spirit stones are sold, let alone tens of thousands of spirit stones to start.

This master book simply paid for the spirit stone, and then played the magic decision to change the prohibition in their minds.

After leaving here, all memories related to here will disappear within a few days.

Only, those who are going to do the second time can still retain part of the memory.

A few years later, I was again notified to carry out the task.

The five of them left the cave under the lake and immediately dispersed on their own.

According to the rules, they can't control the sky within a radius of 100 miles here, and they can't meet privately for at least a few months after they leave.

But in the dark, a few fox demons, either black or white, quietly followed them behind.

Shrouded in brilliant talent illusion, they lost their way unconsciously, and finally reunited again in a jungle dozens of miles away.

They didn't see each other at all, and they bumped into a coffin one after another.

Jiang Li couldn't directly break through the ban, but he could modify the memories of these five people outside the ban.

After all the tortures caused their mental breakdown, he used Qin Shuman's Shushan Imagination Floating Life Record and Tushan Fox Demon's talent for illusions to clear the memories of these five people after they met him.

Only the leader of the Nascent Soul level is a little troublesome.

However, taking out the phalanx of the nine-tailed fox demon Daji easily broke through the opponent's will.

Weaved some reasonable experiences for them with illusion, and then asked these people to deliver the original "goods" and some of Jiang Li's seed puppets.

Then after leaving the delivery place, the fox demon controlled them to throw themselves into the net.

As long as they can't find the tricks of planting puppets, they are equivalent to bringing a locator.

Jiang Li wanted to see what these guys wanted to do.

. . . .

Organ City, the front line.

Once again suffered the impact of the tide of sea beasts.

The densely packed fins are packed densely in the turbid seawater.

The countless traps of the mechanism city, strangling with the flesh and blood, dyed a large area red.

With the Thousand Wisdom Ball as the core, the entire city exerted its power several times more than before.

The Dawanghai driftwood forests all over the city also played a huge role, resisting tens of thousands of sea beasts.

Coupled with the real top-level combat power of Dazhongshanjinjin, the Chongshan League can barely resist.

Standing at the head of the city, Jiang Li poured out a huge amount of spiritual energy to restore the range of the Nine Serenity Tree Realm.

And use the Guanyin Heart Sutra to explore the armored noodle monster hidden in the beast tide. Once discovered, the avatar monk standing beside him will strike to kill him with thunder.

"This time, the attack of the pasta troll always feels a little deliberate."

Jiang Li raised his hand, and a smooth branch slowly grew on his wrist.

The branches were pointing backwards at first, but are now moving forward at a moderate pace.