Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

Jiang Li remembered that Wu Shi had entered a village before entering the ruins. I think the human remains on the ground and the spliced ​​head should all come from there.

Loose cultivators, scattered cultivators, it's not without reason that this group is hated by people. Although there are no heroes and heroes among them, those who hold the sword with righteousness.

But the vast majority of loose cultivators are villains who can't even guard the most basic morality!

Wu Shi used to be just an ordinary casual cultivator. However, he was very lucky. After he got the inheritance in the declining Taoist temple in the east of the village, he stepped into the path of cultivating immortals.

Although the days of loose cultivators were difficult, and he had no elders to guide him, but by exploring on his own, he reluctantly began to practice Qi and gradually came into contact with a corner of the world of immortality.

Once, in order to chase a spirit mouse, he accidentally got into the crack and found this ruin.

That kind of huge excitement is by no means ordinary people can experience.

Like the kind of poor boy who inherited the heritage and became a peerless genius, trampled countless people under his feet, married all the female cultivators on the Luoshen list, and finally became an immortal.

When he first entered the ruins, there were actually many collapsed burial sites in the underground corridor, and many dead bones lying in the corridor for a long time.

According to the plot in the picture book story, he respectfully kowtowed and buried the dead bones one by one, and got their inheritance.

It's just that the original body of this relic was suddenly destroyed in the war because of too long a time, and no one has taken proper preservation measures.

Therefore, some magical medicine pills left beside the corpse have lost all their spiritual energy under the erosion of time, and slowly decayed in this lonely space.

So much so that he didn't find much useful things on these corpses.

He found the black sword and the bracelet only on a corpse whose clothes and fabrics were still intact, the body was extraordinarily tall, and the bone shape was slightly different from that of humans.

Apart from that, there is nothing else.

But these did not dampen his enthusiasm for exploration. Using primitive means, digging the collapse point bit by bit, clearing the accumulated soil and gravel, and almost treating the ruins as their own home.

It took him a few months to barely penetrate the part of the corridor that was still intact.

During this period, he also saw those chaotic murals.

Unlike Jiang Li, an ordinary qi-training cultivator in Wu Shi district had no ability to resist the first time he saw those murals, and just rolled his eyes and fainted.

While in a coma, he was not conscious and had many dreams, bloody nightmares over and over again, tormenting him repeatedly.

When he woke up again, there were some fragmented memories in his mind, and his own personality and thoughts changed a little without a trace.

But this is not the end, but the beginning.

Since the day of the coma, Wu Shi has experienced the same dream every day.

As the number of nightmares increased, the extra memories in my mind gradually became complete. His character is also imperceptibly, becoming more and more cruel.

I don't know which day, when he looked at the murals again, he no longer felt dizzy, but only felt happy and excited, often standing in front of the murals for a whole day.

Wu Shi also finally understood something about this ruin.

This place once belonged to a powerful sect, the Black Lotus Sect, that is the name.

And the ultimate goal of this sect seems to be to resurrect a god.

resurrect a god? There are no gods in this world.

This was his first thought at the time.

When the contemporary wave of immortality was just revived, there were countless mortal monks who exhausted their lives to explore the traces of immortals and Buddhas.

But in the end, in the world of immortality, it was confirmed that the immortal Buddha did not exist in this world.

In the mortal kingdom, the immortal teacher has completely become synonymous with the monk.

As the cultivation of the first batch of pioneers became higher and higher, the distance from the real immortals was getting closer and closer.

This answer has basically become common sense in this immortal world. There are no immortals and gods in this world, and these monks will be a new generation of immortals and Buddhas.

It is precisely because of this that Wu Shi scoffed at this and did not believe it at all.

It was not until he walked to the end of the corridor and saw the figure sitting on the huge black lotus flower that he understood what the true value of this relic was.

That dream might not lie to him!

A god, or the corpse of a god is right in front of his eyes!

Well, with the shallow knowledge of the loose cultivator Wu Shi, if a corpse is stronger than all the cultivators he has seen, it is naturally a god.

For the first time, I tried, according to the practice in that dream, Wu Shi sacrificed a bowl of his own blood.

However, what excited him was that this huge corpse actually gave him a reaction.

On that day, his cultivation was stagnant for a long time because he had no resources, and he broke through so easily.

He also knew that this "God's Corpse" was called Asura, the God of Shura.

After tasting the sweetness, he could no longer extricate himself from this relic.

Sacrifice after sacrifice, feedback again and again, the death of a large number of mortals, he used the power in the ruins to successfully break through to the late stage of Qi training before the age of 20.

This is a speed that most loose cultivators can't even imagine. Even a sect disciple, this speed is enough to be regarded as an elite.

As time passed, Wu Shi's hands were stained with more and more blood, and the dream that appeared every night was no longer difficult to accept in his heart.

However, in a dream one night, the corpse on the black lotus called him.

As long as he completes another blood sacrifice, God Shura will give him enough power to build a foundation.

But the goal of the blood sacrifice was for him to slaughter the village where he was born and sacrifice his blood relatives.

This time, Wu Shi, an almost addicted loose cultivator, hesitated. The last bit of reason and emotion in his head told him it wasn't right.

He temporarily closed the fissure, and it was at that time that he heard the news of the Dazhong cultivator Dabi.

Wu Shi participated in the competition and left his choice to fate. If he can become famous in the big competition, he can get what he wants.

Wu Shi might decide to give up the ruins.

But the final result is also known, he did not get any benefit in the big competition, but lost the black sword.

He longed for strength, and was completely lost in the negative emotions, and the empathy and guilt that should have been born as a human being completely disappeared.

After returning, Wu Shi slaughtered the entire village without hesitation, danced on their corpses, and sewed up the head with the fragments of his parents' blood.

Yes, the village where Wu Shi was slaughtered before is where he was born and raised.

And that "Sura God", this time also did not let him down.

The spliced ​​and stitched weird head twisted twice, and actually opened his eyes and spoke.

"Haha! Hahaha, lucky young man, God Shura heard your voice, I am very satisfied with your sacrifice, and the devout should be rewarded."

"Come on, drink my blood and accept the gift of Shura God."

The mouth of the head opened and closed, but the voice line was constantly changing, as if many people were crowded in one head, vying to speak with that leaky mouth.

When Wu Shi heard the words, his frantic face immediately showed great joy, and he hurriedly picked up a porcelain bowl and approached it.

The spliced ​​head flew up in the air, and then two tears of blood flowed from its eyes, dripping into the porcelain bowl.

It seemed that it was just a few drops of blood, but Wu Shi could feel the temptation of that sweet smell.

As long as you drink it, you can get the power of Shura God, and you can trample all those guys under your feet!

Wu Shi's smile was full of madness, holding the porcelain bowl tremblingly, and swallowing it as soon as he raised his head.

However, at this moment, a sword light came in an instant!

I don't remember the Shushan swordsmanship that has been consuming for a long time, how can a qi-refining cultivator be able to react.

A head that was laughing wildly was chopped off by this sword, and it was rolled and thrown far away in the air.

However, the large wound at the mouth of the bowl was burnt in pitch blackness, and even blood could not flow out.

The headless body twitched twice and then fell softly, but the porcelain bowl was firmly caught by the other hand.

"If no one wants this thing, lend me a few days to study it and say goodbye."

Jiang Li manipulated his clone to catch the porcelain bowl, and then without stopping for a moment, he immediately turned around and rushed towards the corridor outside the stone room.

His speed is very fast, and he has already made preparations to grab something and leave.

But at this moment, his out-of-the-way light accidentally swept to a huge figure in the center of the stone room.

Purple. . Three heads. . six arms. . It's just that this peripheral light flashed away, and the avatar's brain was dizzy again, and the feet couldn't help but pause.

Jiang Li, who was always watching, took control decisively and continued to rush outside, but it was still too late.

"Jian Xiu! I'm going to wait for a good thing! Go away!"

The head bounced up violently, and jumped extremely fast to the only way for the clone, and then exploded decisively.

boom!

Dirty blood, broken bones and brains directly covered the face of the clone, and his figure was inevitably pushed back by the shock wave.

Jiang Li activated the magic weapon for body protection in time, and the light of spiritual energy instantly protected the whole body and the porcelain bowl in his hand, so that he was not directly seriously injured by this blow.

But just as he landed, his expression changed drastically on the spot.

The layer of aura light film on the body was affected by something, and suddenly fluctuated violently. In just a moment, he was completely out of control, and the light film exploded directly into a ball of spiritual energy, which disappeared.

Jiang Li tried two more attempts to restart, but the defensive magic weapon failed so inexplicably.

"There's something wrong with this blood!"

Looking at the blood mist that exploded in front of him, Jiang Li's expression was solemn.

The Burning Rainbow Sword had already flown back to his side, but the front exit was still blocked by the blood mist.

Lowering his eyes, trying to avoid seeing things in the center of the stone chamber, Jiang Li poured the blood drop from the bowl into the porcelain vase and put it away, then pinched his sword fingers.

Drunk long song hate! Beacon fire reflects the horizon!

He didn't wait for the blood mist to dissipate, and with a stroke of the End of the World Beacon Fire Sword, he hit the front.

The space in this stone room was too small, and the high-power and wide-ranging sword tactics could not be used at all, so he still chose the sword move that came with the wine and fire sword song.

Consecutive flames of sword light flew out, and the blood mist was quickly dissipated. Jiang Li controlled the clone to follow him and rushed out of the stone room.

However, some people are very hospitable and don't really want him to leave.

The two hands suddenly hugged the clone's left foot from the ground, making his momentum stop again. But it was a headless corpse that suddenly moved, clinging to his ankle and not letting go!

Afterwards, the head that was blown away by his sword even flew over.

It flew from the rear to the side of Jianxiu's clone very quickly, and there was another violent explosion.

The same flesh and blood, the power of this explosion is far less than just now, the clone was pushed forward by this explosion and staggered two steps and stopped.

But his face was not good-looking at all.

Because, the spirit of wine and fire in the body is not obeyed!

The next moment, his stomach bulged as high as he was pregnant in ten months. It was an uncontrollable spirit of wine and fire, gushing out of the sea of ​​qi, and it was about to burst his body.

Jiang Li cursed in his heart, what kind of weird method this is, and it is too sinister!

Fortunately, let the clone test first, if the main body comes over without knowing it, with the body's terrifying aura reserves, it may be a big loss.

Seeing that his body was about to be broken, Jiang Li cut it off immediately, turning his middle finger into a sword, and inserted it directly into the umbilical door of the clone.

puff!

It was like a pressure cooker whose pressure had reached its limit suddenly had its gas valve pulled out.

A large amount of spiritual energy poured out from his navel. The aura wrapped in the rich aroma of wine was sprayed out like no money.

He also wanted to use the magic to forcibly consume it, but the current wine and fire aura was simply uncontrollable, and even if he wanted to carry it into his mouth and squirt it, he couldn't do it at all.

The main body also quickly stopped the surge of spirits, which barely avoided the ending of the clone's body explosion.

After spraying the spiritual energy for more than two minutes, the stomach of the sword cultivator clone slowly calmed down.

But the crisis has not been lifted. At this moment, there is no spiritual energy in his body.

An endless sense of weakness poured out of every cell in the body. The spiritual energy is completely empty. For a monk, this situation is almost equivalent to temporary paralysis.

The avatar clutched the everted navel, and even stood unsteadily.

Try to restart the spirit surge, but it may be because the blood is still sticking to the body, and the new aura is still difficult to control.

Jiang Li tried to summon Feijian again, but unfortunately, the Burning Rainbow Sword was also splattered with blood just now, and all the spiritual energy escaped out of control in a short time, and fell helplessly beside the clone.

The situation has almost become a dead end!

"Jianxiu! Shushan Jianxiu! It's you and you!"

The blood mist slowly dissipated, and the eight ghosts turned into the image of eight black mists.

"Shushan Jianxiu destroyed my sect! Eat you! Let me eat you!"

In the eight black mists, a human face appeared from time to time, flying around the clone.

An evil ghost suddenly rushed out, and the grimace directly threw a face on Jiang Li's shoulder, and then tore off a piece of flesh and blood.

The avatar was suffering from pain, and because of the lack of spiritual energy, the body was weak, and it was almost unsteady to stand.

"The taste of blood! I like the taste of blood, if there is more fear in it! Ah! Delicious!"

Stimulated by the blood of the living, the eight evil ghosts became even more excited, and two more fell on the backs of their clones, ripping off two pieces of flesh and blood.

If it goes on like this, Jiang Li's sword cultivator clone, I'm afraid that he will have to be here and be directly divided by these eight evil ghosts!

"I thought it was something pretending to be a ghost here, and resurrecting the Shura God, it turned out to be just a few little ghosts."

Jiang Li gritted his teeth and held back the pain, and then said this with a pretense of disdain.

He could see that in this ruin, there is no Shura God who can give back to the believers, only eight evil spirits doing things.

The thing sitting in the center of the stone room should be the source of the chaotic power in the ruins, but it is indeed completely dead.

And these eight evil ghosts should have been transformed by the monks in this place.

"Shushan's offal! What are you talking about! I'm going to tear your soul to shreds!"

A cloud of black mist flew in front of Jiang Li, a wretched old face with a bald head and long beard, directly on the face of the clone, and he was about to bite off one of his eyeballs!

"Do you dare!"

Jiang Li shouted loudly, and actually shocked these evil spirits.

"You can't leave this stone room!"

He looked at the eight skeletons in the corner of the stone room.

With the change of personality, Wu Shi, a loose cultivator, apparently had no mood to bury the body anymore. Those corpses should be the original bodies of these eight guys.

And judging from the fact that they had to stop the avatar's footsteps no matter what, I'm afraid that once the avatar leaves the stone room, they will no longer be able to pursue.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, the eight ghosts became inexplicably quiet.

"The only people who know here are me and him."

"Now that he's dead, you kill me again. When the next unlucky one finds this place, it might take a hundred years? Two hundred years? Or forever?"

He pointed to the headless corpse on the ground again, and then sat down on the ground with a broken jar.

The eight black mists no longer bit the avatar, floating around the avatar, and the ghost body rolled violently.

After a while, another ghost floated over.

"It doesn't matter, as long as we occupy your body, we can go out."

The black fog is still rolling, this guy obviously doesn't know, in the eyes of people who know it, it is not difficult to tell whether a ghost is lying.

"If it was that easy to take home, you would have been able to go out long ago."

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the person who needs to drink this thing to take you out."

Jiang Li took out the small porcelain bottle and dangled it in his hand.

"Then, as you wish."

Just when these eight ghosts fell silent, they were thinking about how to lure Jiang Li into submission.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Li opened the cork directly and poured it all into his mouth as soon as he raised his head, not a single drop remained!

Anyway, I am a clone, who is afraid of who!

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