Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

"Be careful, Master Liaoyuan, this person uses poison pills without permission."

Seeing the monk walking into the ring, Jiang Li reminded him at the top of the mountain.

The other party released his goodwill towards him, and Jiang Li was naturally willing to respond.

"Thank you Jiang donor for reminding, the little monk will pay attention."

With that said, he walked in. This also represents the beginning of the challenge.

The disciple of Bailian Mountain is also very hot. It's fine if he can't beat that Jiang Li. Now a bald donkey dares to come to find his bad luck. Do you think anyone can come and bully him!

"After Master Yuan, the antidote of the poison pill will be offered after the competition."

"If the mage comes to understand the medicine, there is no need to do so, asking for trouble!"

The expression on the face of the Bailianshan disciple was very, very ugly. Obviously, his mood is not very beautiful now.

After all, his surname is Ma, and he is one of the two great families of Bailian Mountain.

Usually in the sect, he was used to being arrogant and domineering. Those disciples with foreign surnames only promised him to bully him in front of him. He has always bullied others, and he has never been bullied in half his life.

But after being so provoked by Jiang Li just now, he has not been able to take revenge, which makes his narrow worldview collapse.

"Amitabha, enduring hardship is a kind of practice, and poor monks can understand the beauty of it, but Ma Shizhu should understand the word bitterness."

After the monk Liaoyuan walked into the ring, his hands were still not separated, he didn't take out the magic weapon or put on a posture, and just walked straight towards the opponent.

"Hmph, you want to make me suffer too? You're not ashamed!"

"Fate! I advise you to show your magic weapon quickly, don't think that you are of high rank, and I will show mercy to you!"

Saying so, but Bailianshan disciples really didn't dare to shoot at will.

I don't know if Master Yuan is talented or destined. When he worshipped Cihang Temple a few years ago, he was unexpectedly admitted by the previous generation of priests of Cihang Temple.

That kind of top-notch monk with unfathomable cultivation base is on the same level as the founders of the Tibetan Sutra Valley.

With such an existence as a teacher, it is hard to say whether the strength is strong, but the backstage alone is enough to make most people need to be cautious when dealing with him.

"Amitabha, the poor monk's hands have been together for five years and have not separated, so the magic weapon is no longer needed.

Hands together for five years?

Hearing this, Jiang Li was stunned for a while, and then looked up and down carefully for a while, this monk.

Immediately, he felt his goosebumps fall to the ground.

Originally to see the other party's robes in gray-brown, Jiang Li thought that the other party had a special status, so the clothes he wore were different.

But after careful observation, I found out that the fabric of the clothes was originally a normal yellow, but because of the folded hands, the clothes have not been taken off for five years.

It's been worn for too long and it hasn't been washed, so it ends up being this color.

It seems that the practice of Cihang Temple is really very difficult.

Jiang Li, who loved cleanliness quite a bit, shuddered a little when he looked at the clothes.

Fortunately, there are bigu pills in the world of immortality, and there is no need to excrete after eating. Otherwise, this meditation will be even more difficult to practice.

"Hey, you brought it on yourself!"

The monk surnamed Ma was also annoyed when he saw that the other party was indifferent. As soon as he turned his hand, three pills of different colors appeared between his fingers.

Three-color poisonous wind!

The three poison pills shot out in the shape of a zigzag, and after passing by a stream of light, they exploded around the monk's body at the same time.

The poisonous gas of three colors of black, red and green spread instantly and interacted with each other to finally form a three-color poisonous gas tornado, which surrounded Master Liaoyuan in the middle.

呲呲呲!

In the area shrouded in poison gas, the rock formations on the arena were rapidly corroded, layer by layer disappearing, showing the horror of the toxicity of the three-color poison wind.

Toxins of that level, if ordinary mortals are thrown into it, I am afraid that within three seconds, they will be corroded and completely turned into a pool of pus.

The Qi cultivator's body was still in a miraculous state, and in the face of this kind of poison, it would never end well.

Bailianshan disciples other than Yaoren, relying on this poison pill, easily killed and defeated many powerful opponents.

But seeing the little uncle being shrouded in poisonous mist, in this scene, the expression of another disciple of Cihang Temple did not show any concern.

hum!

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light pierced through the three-color poisonous mist, and those sinister and poisonous poisonous gas quickly melted and dissipated under the golden light.

More and more golden light appeared, and in just a few breaths, the poisonous mist vortex was forcibly torn apart.

The unscathed Master Liyuan walked out of it, and even the speed of his feet did not change in the slightest.

"how can that be!"

The hands of the Bailianshan disciples were flying, and the poison pills were shot out like running water.

The monk did not dodge or dodge, and let all kinds of violent poisonous pills hit him.

You must know that these poison pills are all from the hands of the alchemists of Bailianshan. Although the power is reduced by the disciples in the qi refining stage, the toxicity cannot be faked.

Even if Jiang Li met him, he would have had a few pimples. But this is the fate of the master, but actually can not be afraid.

Being able to be accepted as a disciple by the monks of the previous generation, this fateful monk really has his extraordinary qualities.

"Amitabha! This poison elixir technique is not the right way. It is better for Master Ma to wake up earlier!"

Stepping on the golden light step with the swastika under his feet, his body shape turned into a golden phantom, and he forced the opponent step by step unswervingly.

The disciples of Bailianshan retreated step by step, and when they met their fate, they approached step by step. The golden light step with the swastika invisible gave people a strong pressure, making the other party feel that there was nowhere to escape.

Soon, the opponent was pressed to a corner of the ring, and there was no room to retreat.

The distance between the two sides is very close, face to face, almost sticking together.

Stab it!

The clothes of the disciples of Bailian Mountain were suddenly torn by the golden light, and five or six porcelain vases in a row fell out of them.

"My medicine pill!"

The Bailianshan disciple exclaimed and wanted to reach out to pick it up, but the next moment.

"Amitabha!"

With a sound of Buddha's name, the golden light in front of him suddenly skyrocketed, pushing the Bailianshan disciple who was still full of confidence just now, directly from the ring!

So far, the second place on the white list has changed hands again!

Since the monk participated in the competition, every battle has been resolved like this, no matter who the opponent is, no one can force him to separate his hands. What he showed was overwhelming strength.

Unexpectedly, this big competition has come to the end, but there is such a dark horse.

This monk seems to be stronger than Chang Wanzhou in Shushan!

. . . .

boom!

In the spectator seat floating in the sky, Bailianshan Situ Tingxin grabbed the handle of the seat.

Crushed jade as pure as suet splattered in all directions, and this seat made of Lingtian warm jade was scrapped on the spot.

No wonder Situ Ting felt angry.

The benefits of the birth of the secret realm of the Medicine Garden this time are too huge, and it will likely change the power structure of the entire Dazhongshan Xiuxian world, especially for Bailianshan, which started with alchemy and refining.

As long as you seize the opportunity, you can ride the wind and move 90,000 miles. At that time, he will be able to truly stand at the top of the Dazhongshan Immortal Cultivation Realm and trample everyone under his feet.

For this big comparison, they even used their own sect's trump cards, the Medicine Man Secret Technique and the Poison Pill Method.

In the way of pairing, take the one-time medicine man and go to the strongest genius of other sects. Then, with the poison pill technique, which is difficult for cultivators to resist at this stage, crush and win.

At the cost of offending the other three sects, they tried to win the top spot on the double list at one time.

However, the ideal is very plump and the reality is very skinny.

During the Foundation Establishment stage, a monster appeared in the Five Elements Peak of Shushan, which made their plan directly bankrupt in half.

In desperation, they also retreated and pursued the next best thing, then they can get the first place in the Qi refining stage, as long as they have the ten percent, plus the efforts of other disciples. As long as the share reaches more than 15%, they can still rise with an absolute advantage!

But then, they encountered Jiang Li very depressed. This disciple, who was obviously injured by the cultivator at the stage of forming a pill, still easily killed their T-shaped first medicine person.

In desperation, they can only change the plan again and get a second guarantee, that's all right!

As a result, it was actually destroyed by that old bald donkey's disciple again!

damn it! Why can a monk in the Qi-refining stage become the Heshou Zen of the Secret Canon of Cihang Temple? This is not reasonable! Nor should it!

. . . .

In the second arena of the Qi-refining period, the disciple of Bailianshan fell out of the arena in embarrassment, but since he was only pushed out of the arena by Jin Guang, he was not injured.

"You won! Humph! Give me the medicine pill back!"

When the disciple surnamed Ma got up, his face became extremely ugly. He lowered his head and was about to take back the porcelain vases.

"Donor, hand over the antidote."

Lian Yuan said this coldly, and the gentleness on his face gradually became icy cold.

The Bailianshan disciples wanted to refuse this request, and then used the antidote as a threat to humiliate them.

But the problem is that the people they offended this time are not one or two. That kind of poison pill method can be regarded as offending people from the other three major sects.

In particular, the body repair of Cihang Temple was poured down by several medicines in a row. Because of the fate of the monk, who is a master and uncle, it would have been very good not to maim you.

If they still want to make a fuss with the antidote, then I'm sorry, three-on-one, let's go to war!

The disciple surnamed Ma looked aggrieved, but his form was stronger than that of people. In desperation, he still handed over the antidote.

After the monk took the white antidote, the faces of the poisoned monks soon became much better.

They are not afraid of cheating by the other party. Those disciples who take the medicine pill can directly scare people to death.

It's fine to offend one or two. With Bailianshan's power, he can still be deterred. If he offends everyone at once.

It is not impossible for people to unite together, and it is not impossible to bring Bailianshan's hometown.

After the monk finished distributing the pills, he raised his head, his burning eyes met Jiang Li again.

"Donor Jiang, can you enlighten me on something?"

This Cihang Temple senior who practiced qi was actually going to challenge the second and first place on the Qi training list.

Jiang Li smiled, he had already expected it from the look in his eyes.

There are still two hours before the end of the big competition, and this is probably the final battle!

This monk gave Jiang Li a completely different feeling from other monks in the Qi refining period.

For some reason, the other party actually made him feel a slight threat.

There seems to be a very terrifying power inside the opponent's body. Even after Jiang Li noticed it, he couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

"Master Yuan, do you want to take a break?"

Jiang Li was polite, but the other party answered him with actions.

Li Yuan still clasped his hands together, and steadily stepped onto the highest arena where Jiang Li was located.

The two sides looked at each other, and both saw a kind of excitement in each other's eyes.

"Sister Jiang, please take action."

The monk's body was completely covered with a layer of gold paint, and he walked towards Jiang Li step by step with a solemnity he had never had before.

"Then I'm welcome."

Jiang Li also approached step by step. At the center of the ring, the distance between the two sides was close to the boxing range.

Raising his fist, he didn't use any moves and didn't bring any spiritual energy, just like meeting friends, Jiang Li punched the opponent's chest lightly.

boom!

Under the seemingly light fist, there is a terrifying power that is unmatched.

The monk Liaoyuan, who was covered in golden light, was directly smashed by a punch and retreated again and again. It was not until he had retreated seven steps that he barely stopped his retreat.

The majestic power was transmitted to the ground by him, and a large piece of rock under his feet was directly crushed into powder.

This was the first time that the monk was repelled in the big competition.

It was also the first time that a qi-refining cultivator could not change his face after receiving a punch from Jiang Li.

"It's a good hand-in-hand meditation, and Cihang Temple's body repair really lives up to its reputation!"

After Jiang Li looked at his fist, he was also amazed. Although it is only 30% of the power, it is also the power of the foundation stage level.

This hand-in-hand meditation is one of the secret techniques at the bottom of the box at Cihang Temple. Although it is extremely difficult to practice, it is this secret practice, which is very, very, very powerful!

The reason why Jiang Li could recognize it at a glance was because Elder He had spoken to him many times.

Back then, Elder He had met such a Heshou Zen cultivator, but in the end, he was unable to break through the other's Zen skills.

"Buddha Amitabha, the little monk is not good at learning, so the donor Jiang laughed."

Master Liaoyuan smiled and stepped forward again, Jiang Li used five points of strength this time, and punched the opponent again.

The surging brute force directly knocked the opponent into the air. If a parabola was drawn, this blow would be enough to knock him out of the ring.

But the speed at which the edge flew backwards was obviously not normal. After only flying out about 20 meters, that force was strongly counteracted again, and it stopped slowly in the air.

Falling back to the ground, he still walked towards Jiang Li firmly.

Jiang Li noticed it this time.

When the opponent clasped his hands together, the strength of his whole body was perfectly integrated and connected to the huge energy in his body. He was stunned to eat all the power under his fist, and he was not injured at all.

That feeling is somewhat similar to his Hegemony Art, but it is obviously much stronger in all aspects, which is not the same.

"Please punch."

Liao Yuan stood in front of Jiang Li again, his whole body as still as an iron mound, ready to withstand any force.

Then, seventy percent of the power.

Jiang Li raised his fist again and punched the opponent's chest with a straight punch.

boom! boom! boom!

The arena behind him began to shatter and collapse, shattering and shattering.

Jiang Li's punches hit the opponent, but he was guided to the ground with a unique technique.

But this monk who exudes golden light actually didn't take a step back this time!

"I didn't expect that some of the disciples of this generation of Cihang Temple actually practiced Heshou Chan!"

"Boy Jiang Li is in danger this time."

On the viewing platform, Elder He of Tibetan Sutra Valley frowned. It seems that even he is not very optimistic about Jiang Li's fighting technique this time.

"Senior Brother He, what's going on with this Heshou Chan? You can even take your disciple's fist."

Beside him, the head of Huichun Hall, who looked like a woman, asked this. Although Jiang Li was injured, but after several fights, the strong power did not change too much.

That is a monster that can fight against the battle and build a foundation. Could it be that there is another Qi training period that can rival him? is it possible?

Even the golden lightsaber of Shushan was defeated by Jiang Li. Among this generation of disciples, are there any more enchanting disciples?

"This Heshou Zen is the secret meditation practice of an old monster in Cihang Temple. The difficulty of the practice is terrifying, and the requirements for talent are also astonishing."

"Those who can cultivate are geniuses that come once in a hundred years, but once they are cultivated, they can be said to be incomparable at the same level, and it is almost impossible to break through Zen skills. And the longer the practice time, the stronger the power of Zen attack will be."

"If Xiao Jiangli hadn't been injured, I believe he could break through the Heshou Chan, but the real scary thing about this practice of Chan is not when the Chan is kept, but after the Chan is broken!"

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