Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

Jiang Li put away the isolation moss in the room, pushed the door and left the refining room.

Outside, it was still everywhere, filled with that familiar noise.

This Cihang Temple is indeed a large-scale sect for all members to practice their body.

Every day, all kinds of blows are more than ten times more lively than the construction site.

It was even more exaggerated than when Jiang Li and other fellow apprentices practiced the exercises.

At this time, a little novice next to him saw Jiang Li coming out, and immediately stepped forward and saluted him.

"Senior Brother Jiang, Elder He and Master Chi are waiting in the Longhu Courtyard. Senior Brother, please come with me."

Jiang Li looked at the sky, and he was only training a sword embryo, and most of the day had passed. I don't know what Elder He and Senior Brother Xiang are doing now.

"Then, there is Junior Brother Lao."

Jiang Li did not suspect him, and after thanking him, he followed the little novice all the way to the Dragon and Tiger Courtyard he said.

Before entering the door, there were bursts of applause from inside. Jiang Li's voice sounded familiar. In the past, when he was fighting with his apprentice brothers in the Fumo Hall, the onlookers basically called it that way.

Pushing open the door and entering the Dragon Tiger Academy, he saw Senior Brother Xiang Yuanba, who had swelled into a devilish muscular man, on a practice ground in the middle.

This kind of body cultivation secret method to expand the body shape and increase the strength is quite common. Among the ten body cultivation, at least four or five master the similar method.

Just like the one opposite Senior Brother Xiang, who is also about 2.78 meters tall, and his muscles are bulging high, just like a golden balloon that is bulging with air.

Jiang Li is also a body cultivator, of course he can do this, and it is also an ancient inheritance from the Hall of Biography.

But the appearance of performing this kind of secret method is really ugly. As far as Senior Brother Xiang Yuanba is concerned, if it were not for the obvious features of blood lines on his body, Jiang Li would not be able to recognize it properly.

Moreover, while increasing strength and physique, it also limits speed and agility. It is hard to say whether it is an increase or a weakening for him, so he has not used it a few times yet.

"Master, I'm here."

"I've seen an idiot."

Jiang Li walked to Elder He's side, and after greeting them, he then looked at the situation in the field.

However, he is really a little bit, and he doesn't quite understand the current situation on the scene.

Senior Brother Xiang, who swelled to about three meters in height, stood opposite the Vajra monk who was only half a head shorter.

They didn't move or dodge, they just stood there, punching and punching each other in turn.

And behind them, there are shards of pottery jars scattered all over the ground.

It can be seen that there were originally a lot of water tanks behind the two, but at this time, there were only three or four left behind both of them.

"Get ready, it's your turn next."

Elder He sat on the chair very calmly, tilted his head and talked to Jiang Li. This is a matter of fighting. On the way, Elder He has been vaccinated a long time ago. Jiang Li is not surprised.

Just, what kind of fighting method is this?

"Okay master, but what's the situation?"

Jiang Li can roughly guess that those water jars and pots are not just decorations, but what they do, and what the rules of this competition are, he hasn't understood it for a while.

"This is the body repair and Wendou of Cihang Temple. You will understand it if you look at it again."

boom!

At this time, it was Facheng's turn to act.

A fist the size of a grinding disc blasted out and directly hit Senior Brother Xiang Yuanba's abdomen.

Jiang Li is speechless, what kind of Wendou is this from?

With this punch, Senior Brother Xiang ate it solidly, and the powerful force penetrated his body and directly blasted two of the water tanks behind him.

A small crack appeared on the ground under Brother Xiang's feet. The cracks continued to split backwards and spread, and what was contained in them was the strength that he had unloaded into the ground.

And that constantly spreading strength, but also happened to have one, spread to the bottom of the last water tank.

With a click, a seam pattern immediately emerged from the tank wall, and the water inside the pottery tank permeated from the gap and flowed to the ground.

It almost broke right away.

"Haha, old He, your disciple seems to be dangerous."

Mage Liao Chi and Elder He are old friends. At that time, the two sides were still half a pound.

But the Beast Blood Catalog can not only increase strength, but also speed up cultivation. Slowly, Mage started to lag behind. Today, the gap between the two sides is very obvious.

If you can't beat it yourself, you can only make your disciples bear expectations. Now Fa Cheng has the upper hand, which naturally makes him very proud.

This so-called Wendou is a competition method developed by the practitioners of Cihang Temple.

Unlike the normal fighting method, Wendou does everything to the extreme, and only one side must fall to the ground before the winner can be determined.

This "Wen Dou" is based on the five aspects of "fisting, fighting, controlling, unloading, and stepping".

Just like at this time, the aspect they are competing in is the method of unloading the body.

The two stood opposite each other, attacking each other without moving their feet. The criterion for victory is not that one side falls to the ground, but the water tank behind the other side.

The first to smash all the water tanks behind the opponent is the victory.

This special form of competition does not compare the total strength, but to bear the strength as much as possible with the body, and transmit the attack evenly in the method of unloading.

If the granules intercepted by the fleshy body are too small, the shock wave will directly smash the large water tank, and if the unloading skills are not in place and the force transmitted from the ground is not uniform enough, the water tank will also be shattered.

Senior Brother Xiang's strength should not lose to the opponent, but he is not used to this form of competition, and still falls into the disadvantage.

At this time, Jiang Li noticed the blood pattern on Senior Brother Xiang's right arm, and began to emit a faint red light.

It was a mighty lion with a blown-up mane, and its arm, which was thicker than a pillar, swelled again, roaring with a heavy roar, and hammered it.

Roar!

When the fist rubbed against the air, there was a roar-like sound.

A fist hit the monk Facheng, and before the opponent could unload the force, the turbulent punch turned into a lion's head and pierced out of the body. Then the lion's head shattered into a billowing sound, wrapping his punch and spreading out together. .

Bang bang bang bang!

Five consecutive explosions.

When he came into contact with the sound waves of the lion's roar carrying fist power, the four water tanks behind the monk Facheng burst at the same time.

But in addition, the cracked big cylinder behind Senior Brother Xiang couldn't bear the aftermath, and it shattered into several pieces together.

draw!

The elder He in the seat seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. Obviously, even he did not want to lose to his old friend.

When the two of them left the stage, almost all the monks present turned their attention to Jiang Li.

A pair of eyes were full of golden light, eager to try. Obviously, all the monks present wanted to challenge him.

After all, Cihang Temple placed a high value on its reputation as the strongest sect in the cultivation of the mountain, but Elder He's lineage, who was weak, could be compared with them in the world of immortals.

How can they endure this situation, so whenever there is a chance, this group of enthusiastic monks will challenge to correct the name of Cihang Temple.

The draw just now obviously couldn't satisfy them, but Xiang Yuanba had just finished a match, and it was impossible to be ashamed to challenge the wheels, so he could only aim at the Demon King Jiang Lijiang, who was the same elder disciple of He He.

"Is he Jiang Li, the first on the White List, the strongest disciple of the Tibetan Sutra Valley?"

"There should be no mistake. Yesterday I saw him fly over on a wooden dragon, exactly the same as the one in the misty mountains."

"But isn't Jiang Li Elder He's disciple?"

"Look at him like that, is he really a body cultivator?"

Jiang Li's well-proportioned body shape after the foundation was established was quite confusing. From the current mainstream concept, a strong body is not necessarily a good physical fitness, but a thin body is probably not a good player.

"I see how thin he looks, but he doesn't look like a person with real skills."

A monk touched the muscles of his knot, and the solid sense of strength made him very satisfied. But what is there on Jiang Li?

"Junior brother, don't be too harsh on him. Although he is the number one on the white list, he is only a group of juniors in the Qi refining period. No matter how strong they are, how can they be strong?"

The implication is that Jiang Li still has a false name.

"Buddha Amitabha, everyone, please don't make false statements. Donor Jiang has indeed defeated the poor monk. If you have any doubts, it is better to go forward and challenge it, and you will know after a try."

The one who spoke was Li Yuan who was standing in the crowd. When he opened his mouth, those disciples dared not say anything.

After joining hands in meditation, he is not an unknown person in Cihang Temple.

When he was worshipping Buddhism, he was ordinary, but he was suddenly admitted to the door by the monk Kongmu, which caused an uproar at that time.

Although few people dared to speak madly to him on the bright side, the rumors and rumors spawned by all kinds of jealousy never stopped among the disciples of Cihang Temple.

Until Fate Xiu became Heshou Chan, as soon as he appeared on the field, he endured 218 Fuhu sticks in a row in the defensive test, directly breaking the record of contemporary foundation-building disciples. In this battle, he became famous, and no one dared to doubt his qualifications as an apprentice to God Monk Kongmu.

And if Jiang Li can defeat him head-on, it is naturally impossible for him to be famous.

"Since that's the case, let the poor monk come and ask for some advice."

"The poor monk has got through, Jiang Li's donor can dare to come down and compare with the last one!"

One person emerged from the crowd, but it was the disciple of the dead old monk Kong'e, also for the sake of literacy.

Although he is also a disciple of the next generation, but due to the master's reasons, his status and treatment in all aspects are always one end of fate, and he already has jealousy and hatred in his heart.

And he is a late foundation-building cultivation base, and he often jumps out to challenge when he learns that Jiang Li has just established the foundation.

Jiang Li has defeated fate. If he can defeat Jiang Li here, wouldn't it prove that he is better than Jiang Li? He himself thought so.

The first Mage Lichi frowned, but before he could say anything to stop him, Elder He had already nodded.

Jiang Li didn't care about the other party's guts, smiled, walked out from behind Elder He, and stood directly in the center of the field.

"In Xiajiangli, I have nothing to be afraid of, but I don't know much about the competition rules of your temple. Master, what can you say?"

Hearing Jiang Li's words, the other party's eyes brightened and he hurriedly spoke.

"Then don't bother the benefactor, let the poor monk choose, why not, let's try defense!"

Cihang Temple's body repair, good at repairing the golden body, and the defensive ability under the same rank is very advantageous.

And the disciples of the elder He's lineage have animal blood pictures in their bodies, and their basic attributes such as strength and speed are even more powerful.

This Liaotong is a shameless smart man, pretending to think for a moment, and then he chooses the test that he thinks is most beneficial to him.

In the crowd, Master Liaoyuan shook his head helplessly.

Jiang Li, the number one on the white list, has experienced how thick the skin is. Having liberated Heshou Chan, he exhausted all his strength and failed to break Jiang Li's defense.

Comparing this with him, isn't that pure guilt?

However, the popularity of the master and apprentice was extremely poor, and no one reminded him, and the test was so directly set.

The rules of this Yuziwendou are very simple.

In the Dragon and Tiger Academy, there is a long stick magic weapon, the power is equivalent to the fire and water stick in the Qi refining period, the power is equivalent to the Fuhu stick in the foundation building period, and the power is equivalent to the dragon subduing stick in the core formation period.

The disciples in the competition stand still, remove the defensive magic weapon, only bear the attack of the long stick magic weapon with their flesh, and the one who persists to the end is the victory.

The two sides stood opposite each other, and the monk who got through immediately sank his waist, his whole body was covered with a layer of gold paint, and he was directly prepared for the strongest defense.

Jiang Li, on the other hand, just stood there, as if standing loosely.

This is a disciple who took two striped long sticks and activated them with a shake of his hand.

Boom!

A dull beating sound came out.

The strength of this Fuhu Stick is not small, it is indeed equivalent to the attack power of an ordinary foundation-building cultivator.

For the first time, both sides can bear it and look at each other without changing their faces.

At the eleventh time, the golden light on Lietong's body began to dim, but Jiang Li was still calm.

On the 23rd, the golden light of Liaotong's bodyguard suddenly shattered, and a thick stick mark appeared on his back.

On the twenty-ninth, Litong spat out a mouthful of blood, and his expression was sluggish.

On the 33rd, Liaotong fell to the ground, his bones were broken and his tendons were tragically broken, his eyes turned white and he completely lost consciousness.

However, Jiang Li, who was opposite him, was still the same as before, his clothes were fluttering and unrestrained.

"Everyone in Cihang Temple, please!"

Jiang Li made a regretful expression, and reached out to invite other disciples to take the relay.

This expression, interpreted in the eyes of many monks, was a proper provocation, and another person immediately jumped out and stood in front of Jiang Li.

The Fuhu stick flew up and down, but this disciple was tough, and he endured forty-two sticks before being dragged out of the arena.

Jiang Li couldn't help sighing at this, then grabbed the tiger-fighting stick on the opposite side, and beat him with both sticks.

Jiang Li actually enjoys this feeling quite a bit. With his body hegemony technique, he can break through to the eighth floor. Right now, he needs someone to beat him.

But this action of his stimulated the monks present even more.

They directly took out a bunch of tiger sticks from the warehouse, and then went on the field to confront Jiang Li one after another.

Every time a monk was defeated, he would take the other side's tiger stick and add it to himself.

This fight went from dawn to dusk. Jiang Li already had fifty tiger-fighting sticks on his body, which were falling like raindrops.

Among them, the number of sticks has already surpassed the previous record of Yuan by many times.

This group of disciples of Cihang Temple also deeply realized what is called despair and what is called powerlessness.

The guy on the opposite side is not a human at all. With such a dense attack of Fuhu sticks, it is a defensive magic weapon that has already turned into rubble.

But Jiang Li was actually enjoying himself.

At this time, keeping his hands clasped together, he walked out with two long sticks with golden scales.

"Donor Jiang, why don't we try this stick?"

That is the Dragon Subduing Stick that has reached the power of the Core Formation Stage!

Comrades, work hard