Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

In desperation, Jiang Li could only take the initiative to influence the result.

His method is also very simple. He secretly gathers a network of "good friends" through the roots of the spirit, so that the genius disciples who are rooted and miaohong can influence the elders of various sects.

Among the spiritual root parasitic monks captured by Jiang Li in the misty mountains before, there were a total of eleven from various sects.

Jiang Li felt that they might be useful at the time, so instead of killing them, he turned the seed of the spiritual root that had seized control into Jiuyou Diguo and fed them.

It didn't take long now, and it really came in handy.

You must know that this secret realm of the medicine garden does not actually have a real owner, but is a place jointly managed by the various sects of the Dazhongshan Immortal Realm.

Everything here is decided by the spokespersons of the major sects through consultation and decision.

The opinions of the elders of the sect on the scene mean the decision of the joint competition.

The export request of these elite disciples, not to mention it can play a decisive role, as long as it slightly affects the ending, it is actually enough to separate one or two fruits.

Jiang Li himself had a rare request to Elder He once.

And what Elder He meant was that even if two Daoji Fruits were allocated as rewards, at most they would only have the chance to get the two top names in this competition.

If it was Jiang Li's heyday, he would naturally have no reason not to agree, but now, would it be safer to allocate to the sect first and then obtain it through the sect channel?

With the status of the Tibetan Scripture Valley, it was an inevitable event to get a part of Daojiguo, but Jiang Li was worried that the night would have many dreams.

Now in the secret realm of the Medicinal Garden, the emperor is far away from the sky, the identity of Elder He, the first seat of the Fumo Hall, can have direct decision-making power and participate in the direct joint decision.

But if the Lingguo returned to the sect, there would not be one or two people greedy for it.

Powerful person, sect elder, senior relationship household. There are only a few Daojiguo in total, and the probability of getting Jiang Li's turn is really low.

And here, if you decide to allocate it, you can definitely get it as long as you become the final winner.

For him, this is much simpler.

But the final result has not come down, it is hard to say whether the United Tournament will agree to take this fruit out.

After waiting for a long time, this last match has finally opened.

Twelve beautiful and beautiful female sisters flew out in drag tens of meters long, dancing dreamily in the air.

That kind of beautiful dance of the celestial celestial beings, watching the tens of thousands of cultivators below is mesmerized.

And Jiang Li noticed that Senior Sister Qiyu from Huichuntang was also on the list.

In this grand gathering of the immortal cultivation world, in addition to the official black and white second list, there was also a Luoshen list circulating in non-official channels.

On this Luoshen list, it doesn't talk about strength or cultivation level, but only judges the appearance, height, and stature of the female cultivators.

Those sect female cultivators stayed on their own sites on weekdays, rarely went out, and had few opportunities to be seen by outsiders. Now they gathered together in this grand gathering.

For a time, a hundred flowers blossomed, and Qianjiao was vying for charm.

Since ancient times, everyone has the love of beauty, which naturally aroused the enthusiasm of many monks.

Especially in the casual cultivator group, the intensity of discussion about this is not lost to the official competition players.

There are also people with many talents who have made a fortune by selling many portraits and statues of female nuns on the Luoshen list.

The graceful group dance of the female nuns soon ended, and they finally flew to the two mountains in the mist, casting two auras in them.

The aura fell, and the dense fog slowly drifted away, revealing the final battlefield of this big competition.

The two mountains have obviously been transformed by the joint competition.

On the mountain, many tall trees that can easily obscure the line of sight have been eradicated, and a climbing ladder has been mined around the mountain.

Climbing the stairs all the way up, there are flat and hard arenas spreading up to the top of the mountain. On one of these two mountains, there are fifty arenas during the foundation period and one hundred arenas during the gas refining period on the other.

The two stone roads on this big mountain spiral upwards until they reach the end, and where they stick to it for three days, they will win the highest honor of the young generation in the Dazhongshan immortal world.

When Ling Dang was at the top, he became famous in the first battle, and the world knows!

Jiang Li looked at the highest arena on the mountain peak. Who else is that place?

Standing on the top of the mountain and stepping everyone underfoot was not very polite, he liked it at the time.

Of course, before reaching the top, the first ten of them still need to accept the challenge.

As the top of the list, Jiang Li will be the first to try to reach the top.

"Sister Qiuhua, I'm waiting for you at the top of the mountain."

Before leaving, Jiang Li smiled at the sword repair girl next to him, then took out a scroll from his arms and handed it to the other party. It was her own painting of Luoshen.

"Brother Jiang Li, come on!"

The sacred mountain autumn painting next to it took the scroll and looked a little blush, and said a little softly.

Immediately, Jiang Li took a few steps out of the crowd and flew to the entrance of the Baizhan Staircase.

Going up the stone ladder that hasn't been opened for long, but only a hundred meters away, a figure stopped on the stone ladder.

"Amitabha, Junior Brother Jiang Li is offended."

The person who stopped in front had nine ring scars on his bald head. A yellow-brown monk robe was opened by strong muscles. What was exposed was the metallic bronze skin. This image looked compassionate. Wei Huai couldn't catch it at all.

As the top of the list, Jiang Li will meet five people who block the way on this road to the top.

If Jiang Li loses, the person blocking the road will succeed Jiang Li and continue to climb to the top, and will be tested by the five people blocking the road again.

And as long as you step up this long ladder, you will no longer receive off-field assistance. You will not receive medical repairs to help you recover from five consecutive battles until you are defeated. The only things you can rely on are medicine and medicine. Own.

If it does not exceed a certain level of strength at the same price, it is actually quite difficult to reach the top.

And because of the rumor that Jiang Li was attacked, most monks regarded him as a weak one.

As long as you defeat a person who has not healed from a serious injury, it is possible to reach the top of the disciple. The qualifications of this passerby are naturally fiercely contested.

Now standing in front of him is a monk from the Cihang Temple, whose dharma name is Zheng Tu, and the people of the rivers and lakes are called the monks who keep the precepts and do not kill.

This person, Jiang Li, also heard from his senior brother. It is said that he is very famous in the competition, and is even considered by many people to be a popular candidate to win the championship.

It's just that this person clearly claims to observe the precepts and not kill, but it seems that the monks who fight against him have a very high rate of death and injury.

The monks who have fought with him, after coming down, there are not a few complete ones.

Jiang Li stepped forward and met with each other.

Observing the opponent's body up close, I have to say that Cihang Temple's physical training methods are still quite good.

This muscle is almost like a mountain of meat built up one by one. At least from the perspective of appearance, he is much more exaggerated than Jiang Li in terms of size and muscle development.

Jiang Li himself put on a size one-size disciple's suit, and his strong body still wouldn't look so obtrusive, but the other party's was simply a few pieces of cloth barely draped on his body, and its role was limited to decoration.

"I heard that Junior Brother Jiang Li is also practicing physical training, but today we have to learn from each other, please!"

The opponent spread a big hand and led Jiang Li to the side of the ring.

"Senior Brother Zhengtu, please!"

Under the modest and friendly appearance of the two men, there was a taste of tit-for-tat.

Cihang Temple has always been a recognized overlord of physical training in Dazhongshan, almost no one can match it! Buddhism and physical cultivation complement each other, and they have made a great name in the world of immortality cultivation.

Elder He of the Tibetan Scripture Valley is an exception. The disciples of his family are very powerful in physical cultivation, and they can fight against the priests of the Cihang Temple, and sometimes they can even be overwhelmed.

Since ancient times, there is no first and no second, and this situation has made Cihang Temple very dissatisfied.

Regardless of the group of monks in Cihang Temple reciting the Buddha's name every day, the vigor and vitality of physical cultivation determines that they will not have any soft personality.

They usually avoid greed, hatred, and hatred, but they can justify their anger with just one sentence of "Angry King Kong".

Since there was a conflict with Elder He in the status of physical training, whenever there was a chance, these monks wanted to make gestures with them to prove the hegemony of their physical training.

The two turned and walked into the ring next to the stairs.

But when the monk Zhengtu turned around, he exposed the four door-panel broadswords that he had been carrying on his back.

The monk Zhengtu is over two meters tall. These four broadswords are almost the same height as him, and they will be dragged across the ground between walking, bringing up sparks.

The width is even more amazing. It is no exaggeration to say that if Shenshan Qiuhua and Senior Sister Xiaosi hide together behind the big knife, they can be covered strictly.

Um. . Senior Sister Qiyu can't do it, she is too big.

Jiang Li glanced at the four folded swords, his expression was strange.

It was the first time that he saw a monk using this weapon, and he also claimed to be a monk who did not kill.

Are these four big knives a display?

Seeing that there is still a little blood on the knife, it is obviously not.

When they walked into the ring, the two immediately opened up a distance, because there is no referee in the arena, so as long as they enter the ring area, it means the fight has started.

There is nothing to say about being directly attacked and defeated.

Cang!

The sound of large pieces of fine iron colliding with each other was heard, and the monk Zhengtu had already taken a broad-blade knife in his hand.

That kind of posture is more like a butcher than a monk.

"I don't know how Senior Brother Zhengtu didn't kill him, can I help the younger brother and disciples."

It takes a long lifeline to be chopped by that thing to be lucky enough to survive.

Jiang Li looked at the **** weapon and still felt a little inconsistent, so he asked.

The monk was slaughtering his mouth open, making a standard "Oli to" smiling face, and then raised his hand to throw it away, and threw the big knife in his hand.

The door-board knife fell on the corner of the ring, and the all-metal knife handle was directly inserted into the ground, leaving only the wide blade with a height of 1.8 meters standing there.

Immediately there were three more metal trills, and the other three big knives were also thrown out.

The four broadswords were separated in all directions of the ring, with their blades facing inward, enclosing the two people standing opposite each other.

"Well, it's okay to tell the younger brother, because the knife is not in the hands of the poor monk, and the poor monk never wields the knife. The monks who fight against the poor monk all committed suicide by hitting the blade."

"As for why they have such a great enlightenment, Junior Brother will soon know."

Ollie's smile disappeared in an instant, but his burly figure still exploded with a terrifying speed.

Only in the next second, a cruel smile appeared in front of Jiang Li, and then a gully hand pushed toward his chest.

Depending on the direction he pushed, it was the big knife that was about to push Jiang Li behind him, causing him to hit it and be cut in half directly.

Regarding this kind of compulsory thorough understanding, Jiang Li said he was very speechless.

Buddhism's strong words and double standards are really speechless.

As soon as he dodged the big hand, Jiang Li's figure turned behind the opponent, raising his hand and pushing forward.

Immediately he accelerated the opponent's not-so-slow momentum to a level that was difficult to stop.

This Zhengtu's control of his own speed is obviously far inferior to Jiang Li.

After being pushed from behind, the burly body couldn't stop the car at all, and ran straight into the blade.

Puff!

The blood of body repair splashed into the sky, and the opponent's chest directly hit the blade that was close to his height.

The generous broad knife was still very sharp, it easily broke the skin of the body repair, the blade was deeply embedded in it, hot blood gushing out, and the broad blade was dyed bright red.

"Help the people to understand, that's the way, right? Brother Zhengtu, you are right, this feeling of not killing has really calmed my heart a lot."

"After all, brother, you ran into it yourself, right."

With a smile on his face, Jiang Li seemed to really understand some philosophies, and he was quite sentimental.

And the monk Zhengtu who heard this, he did not dare to breathe, nor did he dare to speak, because the blade was still embedded in his body, and even the smallest movements would cause his injuries to become more serious.

puff!

A large amount of blood spurted from his body again.

There have been many open gaps in this guy's chest and abdomen, and even a small cut in the bladder.

But even with this kind of injury, for a physical practitioner, it seems to be just that, and it hasn't been enough to crush him.

With the blade between the left and the right hand, he pulled himself out of the blade abruptly.

An uninterrupted blood line from top to bottom seemed to divide the opponent in half, but the burly figure still did not fall.

Jiang Li gave him a thumbs up, this guy is a cruel man.

The muscles on the cut surface of the wound tightened one after another, and they relied on squeezing to block the long and narrow wound, so that he could stop bleeding, and he was barely able to fight.

"Come again! Just now the poor monk was just careless!"

Zhengtu raised his head to look at Jiang Li, and was about to use the majesty of the angry King Kong to find the place.

But the next moment, Jiang Li's hand appeared on his chest, and he gently pushed forward.

Behind the monk Zhengtu, he hit the huge blade again. That sharp edge, seven points into the bone!

If this is deeper, this guy will have to split into two halves on the spot.

"This... is over?"

"How can this be possible for the monk to lose so soon!"

"The top of the list... Isn't he seriously injured?"

A large number of monks at the foot of the mountain saw such a magical fighting technique, UU reading www.uukanshu.com rang out in an uproar, and couldn't understand it at all.

With Jiang Li's current body speed, it is very rare for the monks in the foundation-building phase to catch a little shadow, and most of the ordinary monks watching the battle at the foot of the mountain did not see what he did.

They only saw that the prestigious monks who did not kill the monks in the Big Competition before, somehow ran into their own big swords, and then lost the power to fight again in just two strokes, and they lost cleanly.

In this strange situation, some people even think that the monk Zhengtu killed too many people with the "non-killing" method before, and now he is controlled by the heart demon and really committed suicide.

That defeated appearance was just like those monks who had been defeated by him. It was extremely tragic, and that terrifying wound could make the scalp numb just by looking at it.

After leaving this ring, Jiang Li began to climb the ladder.

Not long after he left, another monk and an arena appeared in front of him.

What surprised him a little bit was that this person seemed to be a casual cultivator. </div>