Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

"Guzhu, the top-ranked arena seems to be challenged by no one."

An elder noticed the situation in the arena during the Qi Refining Stage below. This kind of situation where no one dares to fight by one person is rare, but it is rare.

The last time this happened, it seemed that it was Chu Yunxuan's martial arts competition.

After hearing this, the real person Wushe, the owner of the Tibetan scriptures valley, withdrew his gaze from the stage of the foundation-building stage, and also looked at the battlefield below.

Then he saw a familiar figure.

"Hey, it's this kid again."

Seeing Jiang Li, who was lying on the ring with a rocking chair turned into a rocking chair, all the high-level executives couldn't help but burst into laughter.

This Elder He's disciple really has the demeanor of his youth, really. . . It's unbelievably great.

"It seems that the leader of the disciples in the qi refining stage has already been decided, Junior Brother He, congratulations."

Reality Wushe said congratulations to Elder He, and the other elders followed suit.

This group of elders watched Jiang Li's fighting technique in the Changqing Hall for several rounds. With their eyesight, it was obvious that Jiang Li's physical strength had actually surpassed the level of Qi refining.

Fighting with him, other disciples want to win, it is undoubtedly difficult.

In their eyes, the foundation-building stage dragon tortoise blood pattern on Guang Jiangli's body was enough to pull him and other Qi-refining stage disciples a terrifying distance.

This is the power of the Mystic Beast Blood Catalog. An excellent blood pattern can already help cultivators easily crush opponents of the same level.

This is still unknown to the elders, that the dragon turtle was captured by Jiang Li himself. Before he became a dragon and turtle blood pattern, his strength was already no trivial matter.

The superposition of the two, Jiang Li naturally became more incomprehensible.

"Senior brother is joking, the little apprentice is naughty, making the senior brother and the elders laugh."

Being humble is modest, and Elder He is really satisfied with this disciple of his. This time he got a Qi practice for the first time, but he had to think about what he could reward him with.

"Junior Brother He, to be honest, how strong is your disciple, can you have a fight with the disciples of the Foundation Establishment stage?"

Guzhu Wushe didn't even look at the five floating arenas that were emitting a lot of spiritual energy, but Jiang Li, who was staring at the bottom, was intrigued.

"This...don't be afraid of my brother's jokes, Jiang Li is a thief, he always likes to hide it, and even I, a master, dare not say that he really understands him."

Elder He remembered what Liu Mulan had said to him before. Jiang Li, his apprentice, was silent and hidden in his body an uncontrollable speed.

God knows if he has something else to hide from himself.

"However, he also trains with several of my other disciples on weekdays. If he wants to deal with ordinary foundation-building disciples, it shouldn't be a problem."

Elder He thought for a while, and felt that Jiang Li's ability to hunt dragon turtles alone should not be lower than this level.

"Junior Brother He, why don't we try your disciple?"

The whisk swayed gently in Master Wushe's hand, and he didn't know if he was thinking of Chu Yunxuan, who he regarded as his successor, or something else.

"Brother, what do you mean?"

Immediately, he followed the other party's gaze and understood what his senior brother meant.

It is. . . interesting.

Elder He, who likes to lock his disciples and monsters together and watch them fight desperately, is notoriously not a big deal.

The two looked at each other with a tacit expression, and then they looked at the other elders beside them who were confused.

"Elders, what do you think?"

After a while, all the senior elders in the Changqing Palace showed expressions of interest. Looking at Jiang Li in the A-shaped arena below, it was obvious that there was a terrible "conspiracy" brewing.

If Jiang Li saw this scene, he would definitely be shocked for a whole year.

For a long time, in Jiang Li's mind, these high-level sect leaders with unfathomable cultivation bases should be prudent and wise men with high morality and morality, or old antiques who follow the rules.

Who would have thought that this group of senior monks, the youngest of whom are over 150 years old, still want to play day by day. . .

Lying on the rocking chair, Jiang Li, who was spending time in the A-ring arena, suddenly felt like a light on his back, as if many pairs of malicious eyes were staring at him.

He jumped up and down from his rocking chair, looking left and right, trying to identify the source of the danger.

Then he saw the expression on the face of Senior Sister Huichuntang, who had been guarding the gong beside him the whole time, and also had nothing to do.

"Yes... yes... yes... ok, the disciple understands."

Then as if someone was speaking in her ear, she nodded and responded. It's just that Jiang Li couldn't hear anything.

After a while.

"Junior Brother Jiang Li, the owner of the valley told you not to be lazy. The better your grades, the more rewards."

The senior sister left such a sentence without thinking. After she finished speaking, she jumped off the ring and stood on the side of the open space, and waved to Jiang Li as if hello goodbye.

"Lazy...? What do you mean?"

Jiang Li looked up at the direction of Changqing Palace, a little confused.

Better grades? What could be better than first place?

Could it be that the owner of the valley asked himself to kick out all the disciples who practiced Qi? One person occupying ten arenas?

That's not good.

Immediately afterwards, before Jiang Li could think about it for a long time, the arena under his feet suddenly shook.

Jiang Li was startled, and immediately took a defensive posture after standing up. He subconsciously thought that someone had attacked.

But soon, the Law Doutai, which was slowly lifted off the ground, made him think of a not-so-good guess.

better grades. . No way?

Jiang Li was stunned, and so were the disciples who were watching. With such a big battle stage, how could you say that it flew up, and the formation failed?

"It looks like the A-shaped arena... is it flying?"

"Nonsense, such a big battle platform is flying, is it possible that we are still dazzled?"

"But Senior Brother Jiang Li seems to be still up there. He is... what is he going to do?"

"Did someone apply for an aerial fight with Senior Brother Jiang Li? But I haven't seen other Senior Brothers come to power?"

"Is it possible.. Senior Brother Jiang Li broke through the foundation-building stage? So you want to participate in the foundation-building stage battle?"

"How is this possible? Senior Brother Jiang Li is less than a year old. No one has succeeded in establishing a foundation so quickly, and it is impossible for a top-quality spiritual root."

Everyone, including Jiang Li, didn't guess the thoughts of the high-ranking sects for the first time, because it was simply outrageous.

A few minutes later, the A-shaped arena that Jiang Li was in floated to the same height as the five floating arenas, becoming the sixth arena on the battlefield of the Foundation Establishment Period.

He stood alone on the stage, but like the ring, he looked very abrupt.

"This junior brother, this is the floating battlefield for the disciples of the Foundation Establishment period, you shouldn't be here, leave quickly!"

In the final round of the foundation-building stage, a total of eleven outstanding disciples competed for five floating arenas.

There are now five arenas, paired in pairs, and a total of ten disciples are fighting.

The last person left was idle, and he was flying in the air, waiting for the opportunity to challenge.

After discovering Jiang Li who suddenly appeared, the disciple suddenly suffered from occupational disease, and came forward to drive Jiang Li away skillfully.

The senior brother Zhuji was dressed in black, with a flying sword under his feet and a long knife on his waist. His appearance was distinctive. All the disciples in the Tibetan Scripture Valley could see that he was a law enforcement disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Only the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall can develop this kind of meddling.

But Jiang Li didn't need an answer. That foundation-building law enforcement disciple had just finished speaking. His expression was the same as that of Senior Sister Huichuntang just now. An inaudible voice transmission fell into his ears. middle.

Apparently it was the sect elder who was communicating with him.

"Senior brother, now you understand."

Jiang Li spread out his hands quite helplessly. He still hasn't figured out what the senior sect leaders want to do.

The strength he has always shown, that is, the level of the ordinary foundation-building stage, has always been more restrained when he is training with his brothers and sisters. The strength shown is always slightly inferior.

How could they think that they could defeat the strongest eleven people in the foundation-building stage under the age of thirty in the Tibetan Sutra Valley?

And even if he wins a few of them, so what. In the competition for shares in the secret realm of the Medicine Garden, the Qi refining period and the foundation building period are separated, so he can't help.

Jiang Li instinctively resisted this kind of thankless thing, and then the next moment, he was also slightly startled.

In his ear, the thick voice of his master, Elder He, was mixed with the roar of subtle beasts.

"The top five rewards, you are satisfied!"

Elder He only said eight words, for which Jiang Li scoffed.

Who is this looking down on? What rewards are not rewarded. . . I, Jiang Li, mainly like to fight!

"Okay master, I understand."

The bored Jiang Li was instantly refreshed.

On the opposite side, the law enforcement disciple who landed on the A-shaped arena raised his head and just ended the voice transmission dialogue.

He raised his head and looked at Jiang Li, and there was still a little contempt and disdain in his eyes.

"I've heard the whole story, since it's the arrangement of the Valley Master and the elders, as a disciple, you should naturally follow it.

"But this junior brother, I hope you can directly admit defeat and return to the ground to carry out your martial arts well."

"You should understand that it is impossible for a disciple in the Qi refining period to defeat a monk in the Foundation Establishment period. If you continue, you will be the only one who will suffer in the end."

An aura erupted from the senior brother's body, and he showed Jiang Li his cultivation and strength unscrupulously.

If it was an ordinary disciple at the Qi refining stage, he should have bowed his head and begged for mercy at this time.

However, it is a pity that standing in front of him is not a weak and helpless outer disciple, but the high disciple of the first elder of the Demon Demon Hall, Jiang Li!

"Senior brother's kindness is accepted by his heart, but please hurry up. After defeating senior brother, I will go to challenge the next arena."

With that said, Jiang Li's eyes were already cast on the other five arenas not far away, as if he really wanted to finish the work sooner, and he didn't pay attention to this law enforcement disciple at all.

"Hehe, arrogant!"

"Don't think that you can ignore us seniors by winning the battle in the Qi Refining stage. You won't understand the power of foundation building."

The disciple was very dissatisfied with Jiang Li's attitude, how to say that he is also a senior brother, this is really outrageous.

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and the power on his body was a little stronger.

Just to encourage spiritual energy, just to create this useless momentum, isn't he afraid of consuming too much?

"Oh, what a bad temper."

Jiang Li sighed, completely disappointed with the character of the disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall.

The special nature of their work puts them in an emotional state of "what are you looking at, and then try again" all the year round.

They generally believe that only anger can be used to control the tens of thousands of mixed disciples in the outer door.

After a long time, I got used to acting like a blessing, and I couldn't change it.

Jiang Li didn't expect his words to change their characters, so he didn't want to say anything more to their "cold ass".

A little bit under his feet, a piece of gravel was kicked into the air, causing a sound of breaking through the air, and it smashed into the gong that flew up with the arena.

duang!

The sound of the gong means the beginning of the battle!

"Ridiculous!"

That foundation-building law enforcement disciple's expression was as black as the bottom of a pot, thinking that Jiang Li wasted a piece of his good intentions.

So he didn't want to spend any more words, and pointed at the flying sword floating in the air.

The flying sword, or the sword-shaped magic weapon, suddenly burst out with a powerful spiritual energy, and shot straight in the direction of Jiang Li.

The place he aimed at was not the key point, but it was enough to teach this ignorant qi-refining junior apprentice a lesson.

But the next moment.

Whoa!

A pitch-black chain flew out from Jiang Li's waist, and the sword-shaped magic weapon that was shot towards it was rolled up one by one, wrapping the mighty magic weapon directly and firmly.

Immediately when the prisoner was locked, a faint light flashed, and a terrifying restraining and suppressing force acted on it, and in an instant, all the spiritual energy on the sword-shaped magic weapon was eliminated, and it fell directly to the ground and was stomped on by Jiang Li.

Speaking of flying swords and sword-shaped magic weapons, there is almost no difference between the two from the outside. But its essence is two completely different things.

The simplest difference is that the most important thing to drive the flying sword is the sword art practiced by the sword cultivator.

The sword-shaped magic weapon relies entirely on the magic weapon itself, and the monks only need to provide aura and specify the target.

It sounds like the sword-shaped magic weapon seems to be more cost-effective and more convenient, and it can exert its power without the monks doing much.

But in fact, such sword-shaped magic weapons are things that real sword cultivators cannot despise.

A real flying sword can often accompany a cultivator for a lifetime and become stronger together with the sword cultivator. In theory, there is no upper limit to the power of a flying sword.

And the sword-shaped magic weapon is only a magic weapon after all. Unless it is rebuilt at a high cost, its upper limit has been set from the beginning of forging.

If this thing is a flying sword, with the external support provided by Jianxiu, it may still be able to struggle.

But if it is just a magic weapon, it can only be ruthlessly suppressed by the prisoner dragon lock.

boom!

A ten-meter-long flame knife slashed down.

The foundation-building disciple saw that Jiang Li's killing blow was easily blocked by Jiang Li, and he used a strange chain to directly smash his magic weapon. At the moment, I can't hang on my face, and if I don't keep my hand, I just slash down with a knife.

However, Jiang Li seemed to be frightened and stood there without evading or dodging.

At the moment before the sword light fell, a smear of darkness climbed up his body, and the Domination Technique was activated instantly.

Coupled with the golden skin, hardened skin, and cool skin, a thick multi-defense was formed on Jiang Li's body.

The flame was very strong, and Jiang Li's defense had almost reached the critical point of bearing pressure, but in the end, he was still able to prevent it.

Whoa!

The pitch-black iron chain shot violently from the raging flames, and in an instant, it was in front of the law enforcement disciple, and the next moment would completely bind him.

Today's prison dragon lock, under Jiang Li's continuous sacrifice day and night, is almost equivalent to being nourished by the spiritual energy of hundreds of top-grade spirit stones, and its power is no longer comparable to the past.

Once caught by it, not to mention the monks in the foundation-building stage, the masters of the core-forming stage also have to kneel down and sing conquest.

It's just a pity that Jiang Li's sneak attack was still unsuccessful, and the prisoner dragon lock was split open by several sword lights in a row, which finally allowed him to escape.

After the flames dissipated, Jiang Li's shirt had been burned to fly ashes, revealing a whole body of red-skinned muscles, and the clothes on his lower body were protected by his aura, and he survived the disaster.

He and his feet were still stepping on the sword-shaped magic weapon. After losing the restraint of the prisoner dragon lock, this thing began to struggle again, trying to overthrow Jiang Li and regain his freedom.

However, when Jiang Li wiped the cloth bag around his waist, a small rune carving knife appeared in his hand.

His eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he slashed fiercely at the core rune of the sword-shaped magic weapon.

Under the enormous brute force, the key runes were destroyed, as if the precise circuit was slashed, the aura of this sword-shaped magic weapon was quickly lost, and within a few seconds of lying on the ground, it would no longer move.

Jiang Li kicked away the sword-shaped magic weapon, raised his hand and retracted the prison dragon lock that was chasing the law enforcement disciples flying everywhere, and wrapped it around his hands.

Crackling!

The bones on his body burst into one piece, as if an ancient vicious beast woke up from a deep sleep, Jiang Li stretched his waist, held a pair of iron fists, and rushed towards the opponent.

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