Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

Looking back at the sword cultivator's avatar, the avatar instigated the aura and gently blew a gust of yin wind forward.

In the ancient palace in front of them, some naturally hanging flags were slowly unfolded on the flagpoles by the overcast wind.

The ancient fonts on the flag, after a long period of time, reveal the breath of infinite vicissitudes.

With Jiang Li's current level of ancient writing, it is not difficult to identify the font name on it. The country name is Shang, and the king's name is Zhou!

The owner of the palace here is the last loser in the Conferred God Tribulation.

It is the unlucky person who was calculated and jointly targeted by many saints.

It was the last human king who was led by the disciples of the teachings under the throne of Yuanshi Tianzun, who incited the eight hundred princes of the human race to rebel, and finally led to the downfall!

He is also the most miserable emperor who has been scolded in the history of his previous life, King Zhou of the Shang Dynasty, Di Xin!

It turned out that the underground palace under Fengdu City belonged to him.

It's no wonder that Fengdu ghost town has such legends.

Jiang Li looked at this ancient building through the eyes of the clone, and the shock in his heart could not be calmed for a long time.

The other monks with him were far from his knowledge, and they didn't know what the word "Shang" and "Zhou" on those banners represented.

Now their minds are not on the palace in front of them.

Fourteen of the cultivators who came in with Jiang Li stood close to each other and didn't say a word. They just exchanged glances and understood what everyone wanted to do.

They stepped forward in tacit agreement and surrounded Jiang Li's avatar in the middle, and each of them pressed their hands on the talisman paper magic weapon. Obviously, the comers were not good.

"This fellow Daoist, in the dungeon, you stopped the wine for us, and I am very grateful."

"But now the crisis has not been resolved, and there may be some danger ahead. It is really inconvenient for me to wait for no magic weapon to defend myself."

"It's better than this, you return the magic weapon to us first, so that everyone can be united and protect you, right?"

"When the time comes, we will find better treasures in this palace, and we will make up for it to fellow Daoists. What do you think?"

When they spoke, they put emphasis on the word "protect". The meaning was obvious. If they didn't do what they said, the safety of the sword cultivator clone could not be guaranteed now.

Fourteen of them, eagerly surrounded Jiang Li's avatar. As soon as they left the dungeon, they planned to attack the savior.

Therefore, it is indeed not a good behavior to take advantage of people's danger, offending people too hard, and waiting for people to relax, it is very easy to be revengeful.

Even the old ghost who led the team turned out that his behavior was very unpopular, and now he is standing together with the enemy and unanimously dealt with Jiang Li's avatar.

"This fellow Daoist, you should return the things to everyone. When we meet by chance, everyone will take a step back. I promise that they will never do anything to you."

He has already spoken out and threatened Jiang Li.

Surrounded by more than a dozen cultivators of the same rank, the sword cultivator avatar did not have the flying sword of his life, and his strength did not exist, and he looked precarious.

But he himself was not flustered, and he was too lazy to reason more with them.

He didn't need to open his mouth at all, and he didn't go with them. The remaining seven monks who had eaten Jiuyou Diguo secretly went around behind the fourteen people, forming a second layer of siege.

Aura fluctuations suddenly erupted, and they took the lead in launching an attack.

Human monks are typical of attacking high and defending low. Suddenly attacked from behind, those who focused all their attention on Jiang Li, did not pay attention to the cultivators behind them, and all of them suffered heavy losses.

Even the old ghost was no exception, and it was heartbreaking to pierce directly from behind with a sword.

Everyone is an alchemy cultivator, and with an inner alchemy in their belly, death is certainly not that easy. But the result of the heavy damage and the invasion of alien spiritual energy, it is impossible to escape.

"What are you doing? He just fed you poison pills, and if you don't ask for the antidote now, you still help him!"

In just a moment, their ability to resist was disintegrated, and they were powerless and lay on the ground full of heavy dust.

The old ghost yelled at the seven cultivators who attacked him. He couldn't understand why this group of people had been trapped by Jiang Li, and they had to count money for Jiang Li.

But in fact, they are all Jiang Li's "good friends".

The fourteen monks, including the old ghost, had their mouths covered with talisman paper, their hands and feet were bound with special ropes, and all their weapons and magical treasures were taken away, like a big zongzi. One right is in the hand.

"Take them and let's go in and see."

Seven "good friends", each carrying two prisoners, followed Jiang Li to the inside.

Jiang Li was still very interested in the palace of the last emperor.

If there was once, there would be no "Wuwang's attack on Zhou", the "biggest human race two or five incidents in history". Perhaps the life of the human race will be much better than it is now.

Whether in history or in mythology, it is recorded and described that "King Wu defeated Zhou" is a just thing.

But why did Jiang Li call King Wu of Zhou the largest human 25th child in history?

In fact, if you jump out of subjective factors, use the simple values ​​of an ordinary human race to make an objective evaluation.

The day when the flag of Yin and Shang was broken and Emperor Xin of the Zhou Dynasty set himself on fire at the Star Picking Platform was definitely the darkest day in the history of the human race.

Because after that day, there will be only the Son of Heaven in the world, and there will be no emperor.

The gods in the heavenly court look down on the world from above, and they are contemptuous.

Then, King Wu of Zhou of Xiqi, with the support of the cultivators and the sentient beings in the heaven, ended the era of the emperor with his own hands.

I don't know how the ancestors of the human race will greet him after he dies.

As for the smeared history, the history written by a usurper, what credibility is there?

In order to make his usurper justifiable, the usurper will naturally exhaust his lifelong learning to defile his former monarch.

As for whether they did or not, how can future generations know?

For example, Emperor Yang of Sui, who was also a tyrant, a dazed ruler, and a seductive ruler, was described in history as an old man who built canals wantonly in order to favor the beauties of Yangzhou in the south of the Yangtze River.

But Jiang Li has a friend who can testify that how could an old critic, for the sake of a canal, delay going to Jiangnan for a few years? This simply doesn't make sense.

Jiang Li approached the palace. There were no guards or traps on the periphery. It seems that this underground palace as the core is far inferior to the Fengdu City above.

He tentatively pushed the gate of the palace, and then the two gates creaked and opened slowly.

Not only are there no guards, but the doors are not even locked.

They first threw two prisoners in, and the prisoners fell to the ground and rolled out about 20 meters. Except for the smoke and dust that stirred up, nothing unusual happened.

Jiang Li walked into the gate of the hall, and looked around carefully, but only saw two skeletons standing upright and holding spears behind the gate.

He stepped forward and poked tentatively, but who knew that the two skulls would fall apart, and the two spears also fell.

Jiang Li instinctively reached out to pick it up, wanting to see what material this spear was made of, maybe it could be refined again.

But just grabbing it like this, not only did he not hold the spear steady, the handle didn't seem to have the slightest trace of refining, it was simply a spear with a mortal blade, but he almost didn't bring him down.

The two spears smashed to the ground, directly smashing the unknown hard black slate into pieces.

His brows jumped, a little unbelievable, how heavy this thing must be.

I didn't catch it just now. It is indeed because of his inaccuracy in predicting the weight, but even if the clone is not a body cultivator, it is still an alchemy cultivator. How can he not be able to grasp an ordinary spear?

The clone stepped forward and grabbed the spear again. He wanted to lift it up, but found that if he only used physical strength, he really couldn't grab the spear.

But to grab is to grab, to use is to use, this is obviously a matter of two concepts. This situation subverted his cognition.

No wonder the emperor at that time could be on an equal footing with the emperor of heaven, and even a gatekeeper could fight with this kind of weapon. Those well-known generals were super fierce people who could crush the disciples of Chan Jiao and beat them.

If these two spears were refined so that they could project and attack the enemy like flying swords, it would be very terrifying.

It's a pity that the storage bag can't be used now. It's really inconvenient to carry these two things around. He can only temporarily leave the spear in place and take it away when he has a chance.

Continue to move forward cautiously. In this palace, knives and axes are chopping ravines vertically and horizontally, and there are traces of tragic battles everywhere.

Entering the square, you can also see two special buildings, a vertical and towering all-metal pipe, with traces of flame burning inside, and several layers of brown dirt stuck to the surface.

The other is a square stone pit like a swimming pool, and there is also a thick layer of floating ash underneath. Under the floating ash, the outlines of several human figures can still be vaguely seen.

But they are also ordinary buildings. You may have lost your original power under the erosion of time. Jiang Li did not find anything special about it.

Then there are the Central Jade Hall, the Dongqing Hall, the Nanyan Hall, the Xibai Hall, and the Beixuan Hall. They carefully explored in turn, but his cautiousness was like throwing a wink at a blind man. The entire underground palace was empty and nothing. not found.

There are no traps, no treasures here, and there are really no guards except for the dead bones at the two doorways.

If nothing else, this King Zhou's betrayal of relatives should be true. The dignified emperor's palace is so shabby, Jiang Li wants to leave something to give him a face.

After his defeat and death, King Zhou was assigned to the God of Joy, who was in charge of marriages in the mortal world, but all those things were done by Yue Lao, and he was not actually needed.

This man moved his former palace to the underworld and built a Fengdu on it. Perhaps he just wanted to get closer to the Niangniang Tomb outside the city.

But Di Xin, ah Di Xin, where did you hide all your treasures? No, really just moved an empty palace here.

Jiang Li couldn't help but feel a little anxious. The vibration of the dome above the underground palace has become more and more obvious. Large cracks have appeared in many places, and large pieces of boulders have begun to fall down.

The demolition ability of those large sects in the Eastern Region is extraordinary. Even if this underground palace is buried thousands of feet deep, it cannot withstand their digging methods.

The treasures in the underground palace must be found as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late when those big forces arrive.

Wait, Jiang Li paused and suddenly thought of something.

Zhongyu, Dongqing, Nanyan, Xibai, Beixuan?

The names of these five halls are probably a bit problematic.

His King Zhou was a human emperor, and he could understand the construction of the four halls in the south, south, north and west. But the Central Jade Palace, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a deep hatred. What reason does he have to build such a palace?

In ancient legends, the Heavenly Palace and even the Heavenly Emperor have always been five in the south, south, north, and west.

Eastern Heavenly Emperor: Qingdi Taihao (Fuxi)

Western Heavenly Emperor: White Emperor Shaohao

Southern Heavenly Emperor: Yan Emperor Shennong

Northern Heavenly Emperor: Xuandi Zhuanxu (grandson of the Yellow Emperor)

And the Central Heavenly Emperor: Jade Emperor Haotian

Among them, except for the Central Heavenly Emperor and the Jade Emperor.

The other four are all emperors of the past!

Although the Eastern Heavenly Emperor Qingdi Taihao was originally a wild monster, his body was not a human race. But no one knows the name of the emperor Fuxi, and there is no doubt that he is also a real human camp.

And that, the most famous and most powerful Central Heavenly Emperor, is not very friendly with the human race.

Because, this Haotian was originally an innate spirit of the Great Desolation whose footsteps were still unclear. He was very noble, and he didn't look down on the human race at all.

In the ancient myths and legends of the previous life, the Jade Emperor, whose name was Haotian, was a servant boy under the seat of Taoist ancestor Hongjun.

He is considered to be the younger brother of the six sages from the East and the West.

Later, Daozu Hongjun did not forget the boy who served him, so he arranged a "good" job for him, that is, the Jade Emperor of the Central Heavenly Court, who claims to be in charge of everything in the Three Realms and Six Paths.

And most of the immortals in the Central Heavenly Court, including the Jade Emperor, are also innate spirits from the Great Desolation.

Naturally, it is not the same way with the other Sifang Heavenly Emperors who were born in the human race.

He had wondered before, why in the legend Fengdu was described as being as precious as the heavenly court, where the Ghost Emperor sat and ruled over hundreds of millions of ghosts and gods. It is the home of the legendary human undead, but it has nothing to do with the heavenly gods.

That is because the owner of Fengdu is also a generation of emperors. Although King Zhou was insulted and placed on the list of gods after his death, he did not need to be responsible to the heaven for building another underworld city by himself.

The problem now is that Emperor Zhou, Emperor Xin, was destroyed by the Heavenly Court and the Confucianism, and his family was destroyed, and the line of the emperor was cut off. Why did he build a central palace here?

Jiang Li led people back to the central Jade Palace, and after thinking about it, he suddenly waved a sword light and shot it directly at the plaque above the Jade Palace.

With a crisp sound, the plaque was shattered by the sword light, and then a golden light flew out from it.

Jiang Li hurriedly flew forward and grabbed the golden light in his hand. The next moment, the whole person was wrapped in golden light and disappeared in place.

Just after Jiang Li disappeared, the dome of the underground palace was completely shattered, and several terrifying auras that could destroy one side of the world poured into the underground palace.

Cast the divine consciousness to the palace below.

The seven good friends who were still in the palace had already passed through the bronze gate and returned to the Fengdu dungeon. After throwing the captives to the warden, they all carried spears back together.

. . . .

On the side of the nine-tailed tomb, Jiang Li was staring blankly at the beautiful statue in front of him, as if he had completely lost his mind.

Starting from his feet, his body was petrifying little by little.

[Affected by the fox scum residue, Chunxiang Meng died on himself. 】

[The body's multiple mental resistances take effect, and the save is in progress. . . Exemption failed. . The influence of the fox residue is weakened, and the Chunxiang Stone Dream is applied to itself. 】

[Chunxiang Stone Dream: All attributes are reduced by 80%, the body is stiff and petrified, the sense of reason is weakened, the fox-like illusion is invaded, the duration is 200 years] (-+)

Standing in front of the stone statue in Daji's tomb, Jiang Li's body was completely pulled into an illusion by the fascination without noticing it.

In his spiritual world, a pink nine-tailed fox came in.

The little fox ran towards the core of the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and all the places he passed turned into a pink world.

In Jiang Li's spiritual world, the dark clouds of calamity, the five-element sword peak, the blood-colored beasts, and the sea of ​​nine secluded trees are all trying to resist the erosion of the pink nine-tailed.

But have you ever seen a pink calamity cloud?

After all, that is the power of Qingqiu Jiuwei, even with his spiritual cultivation, it is not enough to resist.

Fortunately, Jiang Li had enough trump cards. At this time, the dragon's blood in his body was boiling wildly, and the blood-colored marks on his palms were also scorching hot.

Three drops of the dragon's blood were burned directly, and the blood of the Asura Lord in the palms of both hands also faded and disappeared.

In the sea of ​​Jiang Li's consciousness, a few lines of blood suddenly appeared, tearing apart the flying foxes all over the sky, and Jiang Li's consciousness suddenly became clear.

He didn't have time to be surprised that he was unknowingly tricked, and quickly pulled out his status panel and clicked directly on the minus sign behind the [Chunxiang Stone Dream] status.

One second, two seconds, Jiang Li's consciousness began to become dull again, three seconds, four seconds, the little fox turned into a beautiful woman with nine tails on her back, Jiang Li's consciousness was about to Can't help but re-enter the land of tenderness.

five seconds. . . All the hallucinations suddenly disappeared, Jiang Li was shocked, panting and sobering up.

[You have passed Chunxiang Stone Dream, and the skill "Iron Will (Passive)" has been obtained. 】

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