Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

Jiang Li was a little embarrassed, but he quickly recovered.

"Junior Sister Qiu Hua has been feeling unwell recently. Come to me to get some medicine pills. But I'm not a professional medical practitioner. If the situation doesn't improve, I still need to find someone to take a look."

Only then did Jiang Li realize that Shenshan Qiuhua's face was indeed flushed, and his breath was not very stable.

It does appear that something went wrong.

Most of the monks who came from Dazhongshan were old fried dough sticks with Dandan or higher.

The two of them are of the same age and have similar cultivation bases. They are both female cultivators, and because of Jiang Li, they also have a certain intersection on weekdays. During this period of time, I don't know when the relationship suddenly improved.

In the past few days, Shenshan Qiuhua suddenly felt uncomfortable, so he came to Xiaosi and asked for some medicinal herbs to assist in regulating breath.

"I'm fine, maybe it's because I'm in a hurry to practice. This has happened before. Just take some medicine pills and rest for a few days and it'll be fine. Don't worry about me."

"Did something go wrong in your practice? Let's take a break for a while now. Junior Sister Qiu Hua, you are a cultivator of water and fire, so you have to be more careful when cultivating."

Shenshan Qiuhua does not practice dual-attribute exercises like Jiang Li, but two swordsmanships of Shushan, both water and fire at the same time. It is not an exaggeration to say that daily practice is like walking on thin ice.

But since she has built the foundation of the road, she should be much safer than before. Hearing her say that, Jiang Li was a little relieved.

"By the way, Senior Brother Jiang Li, what are you doing here?"

After talking about Shenshan Qiuhua, Xiao Si looked at Jiang Li again. They have a good relationship, but this former senior brother Jiang Li is now the leader of the alliance, and he has always been a character of going to the Three Treasures Hall without incident.

Since she came here, most of the time she was looking for something.

"The most important purpose is of course to visit Sister Xiao Si and Junior Sister Qiu Hua. Of course, I have something else to do. I want Xiao Si to help you."

"I heard that the last time you repaired an ancient formula that was reborn from a severed limb, you need the flesh and blood of the dragon as the main material. Maybe you can use this to try it out."

Jiang Li persuaded Shenshan Qiu to draw a few words, and then took out some Jiaolong flesh and a piece of Jiaolong left in his hands.

As soon as the Jiaoxue Jiaogu was exposed to the air, a fierce aura spread out.

Senior Sister Xiao Si and Shenshan Qiuhua were both relatively shallow in their cultivation, and when they were hit by the suffocating energy, Teng Teng Teng retreated a dozen or more steps.

"Okay! What a fierce suffocation!"

"Senior Brother Jiang, where did you get these minced dragon meat? This rank is incredible!"

For cultivators, ordinary limb injuries, such as those caused by slashing with a knife and axe, are more troublesome to recover, but as long as you find a reliable medical alchemist and spend some spirit stones, it is not difficult to grow them for yourself. Or put on a new limb.

There are even many loose cultivators who deliberately replace their body parts with the organs of monsters in order to enhance their combat power. Jiang Li has encountered such a loose cultivator before.

But the problem is that the Xiuxian world is not just fighting with kitchen knives, various methods emerge in an endless stream, and stubborn injuries.

The injuries caused by some special methods are not so easy to repair.

For example, the lost eye and arm of the Master Master of Cihang Temple have yet to grow back.

The Buddhist practice of sacrificing one's body can forcefully transfer one's own injuries to some limbs, and then abandon some limbs to achieve the effect of eliminating fatal injuries.

This is a powerful Zen skill that can turn things around in an emergency, but this part of the abandoned limbs, even if they are really abandoned, cannot be rescued by ordinary methods.

Master Luoku is also an important figure and combat power in Dazhongshan. It is a pity to lose one eye and one arm.

It was not until before that the ancient elixir that Xiao Si and Bai Lianshan's alchemy elder Ma Minglou and others repaired gave Master Ku a little hope.

Jiang Li had also seen the life force of the beast, and it was able to support it for so long under the effect of a live sacrifice on the altar. It should not be a problem to use its essence and flesh as medicine to supplement its limbs.

But with the pill recipe, the material became a problem. If you want to develop a "continued body golden flood pill" that can work on the cultivator of the gods, you need the flesh and blood of the god-transforming level flood beast as the material.

In this era, the powerful alien beast with the blood of the ancient dragon is very rare, not to mention the god-transforming level of the beast.

At least in the Dazhongshan area, they have never seen such an existence.

Even in the transaction history of Fengyang City's auction house, there were only two records, and each time it was sold for a sky-high price.

And if you catch it yourself, the famous beast like the Flood Dragon is so powerful that it can overturn rivers and waters, and its combat power exceeds that of human cultivators of the same rank.

Even if such an existence is really discovered, with the power of Cihang Temple alone, even if it comes out of the nest, it may not be able to win it.

If Jiang Li can use these flesh and bones to give Ku Lian a body continuation pill, then Cihang Temple owes him a lot of favor.

"This is what I got by accident. I will let the highest-level alchemist cooperate with you and see if you can make one or two continuum golden flood pills."

"Here, I'll try it."

Jiang Li wanted to use the flesh and blood of this Rakshasa Flood Dragon to refine the continuation of the Golden Flood Pill.

On the one hand, he felt that with the improvement of his strength, his recovery state was gradually unable to keep up. He needs some strong recovery to make up for this "shortcoming".

On the other hand, Abbot Luku was also a minister of the humerus in the Chongshan League. If he could help him recover from his injury, Jiang Li naturally wanted to help him.

Of course, I believe that with the character of Cihang Temple, they must not want this precious thing in vain, so they would be reluctant to borrow the relics of Cihang Temple for a while.

Jiang Li was deeply aware of the benefits of Anang's blood and tears, but the output speed was too slow.

If you can get the blessing of Buddhist relics, the will of the people in the statue will grow faster, and then collide with the chaotic will in it, and the speed of blood and tears will naturally be greatly accelerated.

When the time comes to completely neutralize that pot of mad blood at the lord level, and then use it on himself, Jiang Li's strength will inevitably usher in another breakthrough.

This is really exciting to think about.

After obtaining the flesh and blood of the Rakshasa Black Flood Dragon, the fourth senior sister immediately found someone to start the alchemy. Of course, a pill of this level must be at least a Nascent Soul-level alchemist. Her cultivation is too low to even get close to flesh and blood.

After dealing with some trivial matters, the Chongshan Alliance gradually entered the right track.

The interior of Dazhongshan Xianxiu Realm became more and more unified and harmonious. The joint troops took a large transport flying boat, left their hometown in an orderly manner, and stationed in the former defense station of Momen.

Repairing the formation, drawing talismans, forging magic weapons, refining medicinal pills, and all the preparations for the battle were all in full swing.

The top management of the Chongshan Alliance broke his leg for this, and Jiang Li, who had no intention of power for the time being, was in the coffin, happily playing the game of woollen with the Asura clone in the Asura world.

Blood crystals, mad stones, dripping blood mines, hanging head silk, and various products unique to the Asura world were sent over by Asura's clone bit by bit, making the collection in Jiang Li's coffin more abundant.

. . . . .

The ghost king wasteland, this extremely yin land that is often shrouded in clouds and mists, during this period of time, due to the irregular appearance of an overlapping illusion, a lot of desperate eastern cultivators poured into this place.

Under the nourishment of the Rakshasa Black Flood Dragon, the sword cultivator avatar who had broken through to the Core Formation Stage, and the six stubborn Stone Recluses at the Core Formation Stage have also been wandering here for more than a month.

But apart from the wasteland, bones and undead, there seems to be nothing here. Barren and dangerous, it's no wonder it's unpopular.

"Quiet!"

Two kilometers ahead, a black whirlwind suddenly rose from the ground.

Immediately, a huge translucent phantom appeared in the air.

"Damn it! It's a ghost king!"

Jian Xiu's clone cursed in a low voice, then suddenly raised his right hand and struck his heart with force.

As if he had pressed a switch, his heart, which was beating so powerfully, suddenly stopped, and Jiang Li's clone lost his breath of life all of a sudden, and lay straight on the ground.

died?

The other six stubborn rock hermitages also decisively clenched their rear molars, and a poison bag hidden inside burst immediately, and the highly poisonous liquid instantly flowed into the viscera, making them immediately fall into a state of suspended animation.

Their blood flow stopped, their organs stopped functioning, and their souls began to be semi-detached, not much different from real death.

A ghost at the level of a ghost king, but a terrifying existence that even the cultivator of the transformation will turn around and leave when he sees it.

In the eyes of ordinary monks, the extremely clever and extremely concealed means are completely invisible in the eyes of the ghost king.

Because they not only have huge crushing in the rank, ghosts without flesh and blood eyes, but the essence of observation is life and soul. This kind of thing cannot disappear if it is alive.

Therefore, a monk once joked that the best way to avoid the sight of the ghost king is to commit suicide.

However, the monk's joke, if he heard it in the ears of a caring person, would open the door to a new world like a bolt from the blue.

Who's to say suicide isn't a good idea?

Jiang Li's sword cultivator avatar experienced a long half-life and half-death state in the ruins of the Black Lotus Sect.

It gave him a special ability, which is the state of suspended animation that can be switched at any time.

The other six stubborn stone hermitages do not have this convenient ability.

Jiang Li prepared a bottle of elixir for each of them, one at a time embedded in the posterior molars, and it only took a bite to take effect.

That's not really a precious thing, it was one of the beta versions of the Bailianshan Immortal Pill series in the experimental stage.

It does not have the ability to ignore injuries, and it has almost only side effects. Once eaten, it can make people fall into a state of near death, and will maintain the soul in the body for a period of time.

They who have lost their breath of life in this way don't look much different from ordinary ghosts.

This is a worthless test version, but Jiang Li has taken a fancy to its only advantage.

It is this state of suspended animation that is reversible.

They don't expect to keep the ghost kings from discovering them, but he makes those powerful ghost kings uninterested in them, and that's ok.

Sure enough, the huge phantom, after taking a look at them, turned around in disinterest and slowly floated away.

An overcast wind that was deadly enough to mortals swirled through it.

On the barren ground, a "corpse" suddenly sat up straight.

The heart in the chest began to beat slowly, and the grayish skin on Jianxiu's clone quickly swelled with a layer of blood.

After getting out of suspended animation, he quickly took out a porcelain bottle and stuffed the six antidotes into the mouths of the six stubborn stone monks.

The suspended animation on their bodies was untied, and then they spewed black blood and came alive.

They don't have the convenience of a sword cultivator clone. This state of being close to true death is very damaging to the body, no less than being beaten by a body cultivator of the same level. Can't survive.

However, it was also through this method that they could stay in the ghost king wasteland for so long.

"Lord Zhuohong, let's go quickly, it would be bad if the ghost king came back."

Burning Rainbow is the code name after the sword cultivator avatar put on the mask.

After a stubborn stone cultivator regained his breath, he suggested that, as they had done before, if they saw such a dangerous high-level ghost, they could go around and hide if they could.

But this time, Jiang Li's clone looked in the direction where the ghost king was leaving, but he didn't turn around and leave.

"Lord Zhuohong, aren't we going?"

The six hermitages stood up, supporting each other, and couldn't wait to leave. But the decision of the sword cultivator clone made them extremely uncomfortable.

"Don't go, let's follow!"

Jiang Li thought that they should have fallen into a misunderstanding.

Mingming knew for a long time that these high-level ghosts would be attracted by the illusion of the underworld, but during this period of time, they had been doing the opposite of these ghosts for safety.

I haven't been able to find anything for a month, maybe that's why.

"This... but that's the ghost king, isn't it just killing yourself to follow now?"

Even a seed cultivator would fear death.

These guys were all people who had attacked and killed Jiang Li before, and then ate Jiuyou Earth Fruit after being convinced by Yili. Jiang Li had a thought, and they could only obey obediently.

A group of seven people dispersed, lowered their breath, and rushed in the direction the Ghost King left just now.

One mile, two miles, five miles, ten miles, fifty miles, one hundred miles.

For fear of being discovered by high-level ghosts, they did not dare to use their spiritual energy to fly, and could only run on the ground on their two legs. The speed is naturally not a star and a half worse than the original.

After running a hundred miles, the sword cultivator avatar gradually discovered a little difference.

There seemed to be a familiar smell in the air.

With a communication of consciousness, Jiang Li's body instantly descended.

Just a quick sniff and you'll soon be able to tell the difference.

"This is the fragrance of the other shore flowers!"

Jiang Li's eyes lit up. Although the Yin Qi of the Ghost King Wasteland was strong, the land was barren, and it was impossible for other flowers to breed here on a large scale.

He reached out and grabbed it in the air, only to catch a pinch of bright red powder.

This is the pollen of the other side flower. can reach this level. There must be a large-scale other flower field nearby.

In addition to his burial coffin, there is only the legendary Netherland fantasy that can appear on the other side of this scale.

"Huh? This is... a rut?"

The clone continued to approach, Jiang Li soon saw a few traces not far away, and there were still many footprints around the traces.

The traces are very new, and the time left should not be long.

But why use a carriage here? Why did these people happen to be here?

Or, the appearance of this Netherland Illusion was originally related to this group of people?

"It seems that this illusion may not be formed naturally."

The right hand tapped the position of the heart again, and the body fell into a state of suspended animation. All the attributes of the whole body dropped to less than 30% of the original level, but it still maintained the ability to move and walked along the rut marks.

After another quarter of an hour on the road, Jiang Li controlled his clone to stop, and the rut under his feet suddenly stopped here.

What's going on here?

There were no signs of battle, and it didn't look like they had been attacked. Is a group of people flying away at the same time?

Otherwise, this group of people suddenly disappeared here.

Just as Jiang Li was thinking about it, an extremely cold aura suddenly appeared from behind.

Jiang Li didn't have to look back to know that this must be another ghost king.

In the state of suspended animation, Jianxiu's clone could not shed a cold sweat, but the sense of oppression also made him unable to move.

Fortunately, this phantom with a height of 100 meters did not even look at the avatar of the sword cultivator on the ground. It floated forward on its own, and then the phantom with a height of 100 meters quickly shrank and turned into an illusion in front of Jiang Li's eyes. After becoming a woman in red, she gradually disappeared.

Jiang Li breathed a sigh of relief, thinking just now that this clone would be scrapped directly.

But after seeing the scene just now, he knew where the rut disappeared, and the control clone stepped forward.

Every time he took a step, the surrounding environment changed a little. After ten steps, a layer of mist seemed to be torn apart in front of Jiang Li, and a swaying red flower and yellow grass appeared in front of him.

This is the associated other side flower and forget worry grass.