Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

"Sinners, report your names. If your sentence has not expired, you dare to appear in front of a certain jailer Eilai."

"Drink hahaha! You will know the consequences!"

Before Jiang Li and the others reached the bronze gate, they were about to break through the door and enter the underground palace.

A big man ten feet long, with a leopard's head and eyes, a tiger's beard, and a loud voice, stood in front of them.

I saw him sitting behind a long desk, wearing a red official uniform that didn't quite suit his style. Holding a wine jar in one hand, he couldn't put it down.

When he saw someone coming, the Fengdu City jailer became wicked, and reluctantly picked up a scarlet wolf on the table, and pretended to be a heavy booklet in front of him.

Jiang Li is not a person who judges people by their appearance, but just like him, if he can recognize more than ten common words, he has to be impressive.

"Come forward soon! If you are harassing a certain family for nothing, don't blame a certain family for making you wine!"

The warden Ei Lai slapped the mud seal on the wine jar with a slap, then lifted the wine jar, raised his head and poured it into his mouth.

But everyone clearly saw that there were several mourning faces in the clear wine.

This warden, who can't tell whether it is a human or a ghost, really knows how to make wine with people.

Because there are evil ghosts blocking the way in this dungeon, the old ghost himself has not really been here, but has only obtained general information through some means. He didn't even know what the origin of this sudden evil came to the warden.

He turned his eyes, stepped back, put his hand behind a monk next to him, and pushed it forward.

The cultivator staggered forward two steps, and the expression on his face suddenly became angry and frightened.

The anger was because the old ghost betrayed him without a word, and the panic was that after being pushed out of the crowd, his figure was given to die in place by an unknown force.

"Oh, you came first? Report your name, place of origin, what did you do? How long was the prison sentence, and do you regret it?"

The wicked warden tapped the table casually with the pen in his hand, and stared at the monk below with his huge eyes.

"I... I... My name is Li Yu. I didn't do anything wrong. Others falsely accused me. I also asked the warden, Ming Cha!"

This person's reaction is not slow, and seeing that he can't act, the so-called companions behind him can't help him.

Then he made up a few sentences along the lines of the evil warden.

"Oh, are you innocent?"

The warden casually flipped through the booklet in his hand, and didn't mean to search by name at all.

Li Yu, who was pushed out to step on the thunder, breathed a sigh of relief. The names of their group of outsiders are obviously impossible to appear on the list.

"Yes, yes, yes, my lord. I am innocent!"

The wicked warden, who seemed to be as stupid as he looked, nodded and believed the other party.

"Since you're innocent, it's time to let you go. Let's take this bowl of wine and let a certain family see you off."

The warden took out a pottery bowl from nowhere, poured a bowl full of transparent wine in it, and pushed it in front of Li Yu.

The strong aroma of wine spreads out, and those who understand wine know that this is the best aged wine that is rare in a century.

Chen Yu's hands were also loosened, and the ability to move was restored.

Looking at the grimace in the bowl, Li Yu certainly didn't want to drink it.

"This... Lord Warden, the villain is incapable of drinking, so don't waste the good wine of the adults."

He tried to refuse, but the other party was obviously not that easy to talk to.

"How dare you not drink the wine poured from a certain house? Humph! Bold brat, I will imprison you for another hundred years!"

If you don't drink it, you will be unlucky. This Li Yu's face is bitter, but thinking that the person in front of him has also drank this kind of liquor, it shouldn't be a highly poisonous thing.

After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and picked up the wine bowl.

"Sir, I drink, I drink."

As he spoke, he took a tentative sip, but as soon as his lips touched the mouth of the bowl, the wine in the bowl poured into his mouth instantly as if it had come to life.

The man immediately began to sway, and dozens of completely different faces appeared strangely in turn on his face. After a few breaths, he fell straight down.

Then, from his seven orifices, more wine flowed out, and in the wine that flowed out, there was a grimace that was the same as his own face.

Seeing this, the Evil Lai Warden took out another jar with great joy, and put the outflowing liquid into it again.

"The sin is not clear, and you dare to drink my soul-sucking wine. I really don't know whether to live or die. Drinking hahaha, a certain family has a good taste."

"Who's next? Come up!"

It turns out that these five big three rough, not very smart looking evil come to the warden, but also have their own set of methods.

He doesn't have to distinguish between good and evil by himself, and he doesn't even bother to check the booklet in his hand. There is only one criterion for his judgment.

Those who can drink the soul-stirring wine without incident are good people or good ghosts, and those who fall to the ground and die after drinking the soul-stirring wine can use their souls as materials to brew more wine for him.

This time, the monks standing on the side understood that if they wanted to pass in front of the warden, they had to drink the bowl of wine of unknown origin.

And according to the warden, as long as one has committed sins and the sins are not cleared, the soul-sweeping wine is a terrible poison that can melt the soul.

Even since Jiang Li debuted, he dare not say that he has done nothing wrong. What kind of virtue do the other loose cultivators have? Needless to say.

Letting them drink is no different than sending them to death.

They exchanged eyes, led by the old ghost, and suddenly attacked, and ten spells streamed towards the big man in front of them.

Puff, puff puff. .

It was as if someone had secretly farted a few times here, and the ten streamers disappeared in the air without causing the slightest effect.

Jiang Li knew that the reason for this situation should be the Fengdu dungeon they were in.

Because his burial coffin also has the same effect of destroying the attack in the inner space.

The warden didn't get angry when he came, and waved the ten people who were doing it to the front of the case.

Ten more wine bowls were placed at random, indicating that they could start.

"Don't try to escape and don't rob, each of you has a bowl of wine to drink today."

"What? Don't want to drink? You can also find someone to do it for you."

The warden sneered again and again and fell into his hands, and few of them were able to escape.

"Evil is coming to the warden, so elegant. Why don't you give me a bowl, how about it?"

At this time, Jiang Li took the initiative to walk to the front with a smile, and asked the warden for soul-sweeping wine.

Jiang Li's actions surprised the other party. After so many years, there are very few people who can drink the soul-sucking wine without pouring it, and none of them take the initiative to ask him for it.

But it's just an accident, as long as you drink the soul-sucking wine, it's the same.

"Pretentious brat."

He also had no reason to refuse, and took out a mouthful of the sea bowl again, filling up Jianxiu's avatar.

"Several, you don't even enjoy such good wine, what are you waiting for?"

Jiang Li smiled, then controlled the clone to hold the wine bowl, raised his head and poured it all in.

The fragrant wine entered his stomach, and the sword cultivator's avatar frowned at first, slapped his mouth again, and let out a long sigh after a while.

"Good wine! Another bowl!"

Warden: ? ? ?

The monks: ? ? ?

This guy doesn't play cards according to the routine.

"You... actually didn't fall?"

The warden Eilai looked at Jiang Li in disbelief, this man could really drink his soul-sucking wine.

"No, you must be cheating. Boy, do you dare to drink another bowl!"

He has been working here since his death. He has spent hundreds of years in his career, and there are only ten people and ghosts who can be magnanimous and not afraid of soul wine.

This kind of thing hasn't happened for decades. The warden, who is big and three, is obviously suspicious. He is more willing to believe that Jiang Li cheated in some way.

Again, he must watch this guy swallow the wine.

But Jiang Li just smiled, and decisively pushed his wine bowl a foot forward.

"It is rare to see this fine wine, and I am asking for it."

The wine bowl was filled again.

After Jiang Li controlled the clone, he poured it into his mouth without hesitation.

The hot wine went all the way down the throat until it fell into the abdominal organs, and it was already burning like a raging fire in the abdomen.

The avatar's Jiuhuojiange was pushed by the spirit wine, and it ran at a high speed like crazy. To be honest, he had never tasted this level of spirit wine.

Originally, the cultivation base of the Void Pill was raised at an exaggerated speed, and the Void Pill in the body became more and more solid.

For cultivator Jiuhuojiange, high-quality spirit wine is much easier to use than spirit pills. He has a hunch that as long as there are two more bowls of wine to drink, the avatar can be turned into reality on the spot!

But soul-dangling wine, soul-dangling wine, is naturally characterized by the word soul-dangling.

With the rising of the alcohol, more than a dozen wailing grimace appeared, and the rising alcohol went straight to the sea of ​​consciousness of the clone.

Those more than a dozen evil signs will shake the soul. Once a monk has a little evil thought, he will be taken advantage of, and from the inside to the outside, the spirit of the monk who is enough to rush will be lost.

Not to mention the cultivator of Pill Formation, even the True Cultivator of Nascent Soul did not dare to try it lightly.

But when these more than a dozen evil signs escaped into the sea of ​​avatar consciousness, they were greeted by nine black and white ghost lamps and cold flames.

Anything based on the soul, Jiang Li has never seen anything that is not restrained by the cold flame of the ghost lamp.

Nine cold flames swept forward and swept out a tornado of flames, burning out those evil aspects in minutes.

After the evil appearance was burned, it turned into little ashes and fell down. That was the sinful life of countless ferocious ghosts in this dungeon.

The ashes of sin fluttered and fell into the sea of ​​consciousness of the clone, not only did not pollute it, but was absorbed and passed on to the main body, turning it into the nutrients of the Guanyin Heart Sutra.

This bowl of soul-sweeping wine can actually benefit both the clone and the main body at the same time, so shouldn't it be the word "good wine"?

Jiang Li opened his eyes still, and pushed the wine bowl forward again.

"The evil is coming to the warden. When you meet your confidant, you have less than a thousand cups. How about another cup?"

Eilai Warden's big eyes widened, but he didn't dare to meet Jiang Li's eyes and hid his wine jar behind him.

"It's gone, it's gone, even if the soul-sucking wine is drunk, it will have to be drunk for three days. Your kid's alcohol capacity is not worse than mine. Go out! Don't come back!"

"And you guys, hurry up and drink!"

Ah this. . . Are you so stingy?

The reason why the warden is willing to give the prisoners alcohol is because they can't bear it. After drinking it and shattering the soul, it will flow back and drink more and more.

But when he got to Jiang Li, he could only get in and out, so he was willing to waste it.

He waved his hand to open a gap in the bronze door behind him, signaling for Jiang Li to leave quickly.

But Jiang Li looked at the ten bowls of soul-destroying wine left on the table, but he didn't want to leave like this.

"That's it, the warden is also a man of temperament, and he must not have the same knowledge as my friends. I will drink their wine on my behalf."

"Several, do any of you want to drink it instead?"

The warden just said that he could drink it instead, so he naturally set his sights on those wines.

He said it politely, but he repeatedly rubbed his thumb and forefinger together, meaning it was obvious that he needed to be paid.

"This brother, you see that you also like to drink this soul-sucking wine. I happen to be invincible. Everyone is together. Why don't I give you this glass of wine?"

A cultivator made a test and wanted to make Jiang Li sacrifice again and help them on the grounds that everyone was together.

But Jiang Li ignored it as if he hadn't heard it.

"Then, I will give you three high-grade Huang-Ranked Qi-returning medicinal pills, and I will be a friend."

That person still didn't give up, and the others responded one after another, as if they were so many and powerful, Jiang Li would risk the world if they didn't listen to them.

"You all think so? Then I have to thank everyone."

Jiang Li suddenly smiled and looked at the so-called group of monks.

"It's a pity that my personal ideological level is a bit low. Since you all think so, let's see you again by fate."

Compared with taking advantage of him, Jiang Li is more tired of others taking advantage of him.

Without nostalgia, he turned around and walked towards the bronze gate.

The head of the prison was overjoyed. He was really afraid that Jiang Li helped them drink all the wine, because according to the rules of the dungeon, he really couldn't stop it.

"Wait, brother, I have a Xuan-level flying sword here. If you don't dislike it, please use it first."

In the end, the old ghost was rich and powerful, so he took out a flying sword and threw it to Jiang Li, which made Jiang someone reluctantly stop.

After checking, the imprint has been actively removed, so the quality is not bad.

Jiang Li was also very straightforward. After imprinting his own brand on Feijian, he stepped forward and drank the drink in front of the other party.

After the wine in the bowl was empty, the bondage on the old ghost was also lifted. He breathed a sigh of relief, the warden had passed the test.

"Everyone, if you still want my help now, you have three options. One, give a thank you gift that is no worse than this flying sword. Two, hand over your storage magic weapon, and three, take this pill, and then go here. Everything listens to me."

When he was surrounded by a group of ghosts just now, Jiang Li had already made a selfless dedication once, which is considered to be the best of benevolence and righteousness.

Now these white-eyed wolves still want him to help in vain, but there is no door.

It's the last day of this month