Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

Shaking his head, the masked man in the blue shirt completely ignored the other party's teasing and hints, and asked the other party about the situation of Evernight City in a serious manner.

Real estate, medical care, food, clothing, culture, transportation, marriage, entertainment, pill refining, population trading, etc., various industries have developed quite well.

Jiang Li was surprised to find that in this city, almost all the needs of a monk can be met.

You know, the development of a city, the demand for the population is the most important thing. Only sufficient demand and consumption can promote the development of an industry.

According to the current statistics of the Cultivation Realm, out of every 6,000 mortals, there will be one spiritual root aptitude.

However, due to various reasons, not all children of school age can get the opportunity to test the fairy stone. Therefore, only one monk can be born out of every 10,000 mortals.

Calculated in this way, even the cultivators who had the most stretched hips and the most hips in the early stage of Qi training were actually a handful of the entire human group.

Calculated on the basis of the total population of the previous life, one ten thousandth of the eight billion people is only 800,000.

Putting them all together, this is barely enough for the population allocation of a city.

Jiang Li originally thought that for such a group, the population would have to be very thin. The so-called city is nothing more than a large bazaar, combined with a large number of low-level mortals to form a settlement.

But he obviously ignored the vast area and huge population base of this world.

Jiang Li also didn't expect that this city that never sleeps could gather so many monks and develop to such a degree.

Chatted for a while. Found that the monk Qingshan didn't care about his explicit instructions at all, the female cultivator could only give it up.

She ran to the small room next to her and held out a token that was still hot.

"Sorry for waiting, this is your long-term residence permit and entry and exit order."

"This golden token is a symbol of your distinguished status. In the future, you can enter the city directly as long as you take out the token."

"You can also fly freely in the outer city, but there are also many adults living in the inner city, so please don't take off in the inner city."

The other party also said some precautions, but for a Jindan monk, in fact, many of the terms are relaxed and very exaggerated, and there are basically no restrictions.

"I understand."

The Qingshan man took a token and a long-term residence permit, which was a bit similar to contract paper. The procedures here are even completed.

Turn over the golden token, and on the back it says "The holder Aoyama Jushi."

This city that never sleeps is said to be registration, in fact, even the name can be edited casually. Not to mention private information such as the origin of spiritual roots.

They couldn't force a golden core monk to surrender his secrets.

After leaving the wooden building, Jiang Li didn't insist on flying through the outer city as he said before, but walked in all the way by himself.

A large number of mortals live in the outer city of this city that never sleeps.

Most of them possess a skill, and there are many masters who were once mortal kingdoms.

But when they got here, they were only serving the noble and high-ranking monks, the lowest level of society.

Jiang Li also saw a lot of Qi training monks here.

They may be living or dreaming, coming from all directions, and can't afford to live in the gorgeous inner city, they can only barely live with mortals in this outer city.

It is said that the lord of this city that never sleeps was just an ordinary handyman here. Later, he rose all the way through hard work. Eventually became the lord of a city here.

This story can be said to be very inspirational. It has been passed down to this day, and the history is probably no shorter than the Tibetan Scripture Valley, which has inspired countless monks to fight for it all their lives.

It's just that the last winner is gone.

When passing a street corner, the man in Qingshan turned his head and glanced. In that direction, an inn came.

A large inn on the fringe of the outer city. It covers a very large area, and it seems that it is even expanding.

His figure paused for a moment, and then continued to walk towards the inner city.

The few passers-by on the street glanced at the man in the green shirt without a trace, and then lowered their heads to continue doing their own things.

The arrival of an unfamiliar golden core is impossible without arousing vigilance and attention, and a little necessary surveillance measures are still unavoidable. Qingshanren obviously noticed this kind of gaze, and didn't care much, as he gave Evernight City a kind expression.

But in the unreachable underground, when the Qingshanren paused for a moment, a thin and thick root at the middle had already penetrated the ground from the sole of his feet.

The roots are like a fish swimming in the water, swimming freely under the ground, and the speed is not slow at all.

Roots sneaked all the way from the underground in the direction of the inn, and reached the underground of the inn silently.

And on the signboard of the inn, it was written "Man Jiang Hong" in three large characters.

Those who were familiar with the road, found a secret room in the basement of Manjianghong Inn.

The whole body of this secret room is watered with molten steel, and it is completely unbreakable. The inner and outer sides are also painted with a layer of spiritual engravings to resist the escape technique.

Normal monks are simply unable to sneak in, even if they break the iron wall forcibly, the formation will be triggered by the master.

But only, in a corner of the underground secret room, the iron wall for watering lacked such a hole, and instead was covered with a floor tile whose color was similar to that of metal.

If you don't look carefully, you can't find it at all, but the root of the tree didn't take a detour, and he just opened the floor tiles and got in.

The roots of the tree with the length of the arm drilled out of the soil, and it began to swell and deform rapidly after twisting it twice. Soon, the green mountain layman just now appeared in the secret room.

It turned out that the person who walked into the inner city just now was just an empty shell, and the root that got into the underground dark warehouse was the main body.

It's just that he didn't wear a mask at this time, and the exposed face made people look a little creepy.

It was a stiff face covered with wood texture, or in other words, this face was carved out of wood at all.

If the original nest of scale monsters were found, they would definitely be very familiar with this green-shirted monk, because this was the reversal idol that they had worshipped for a long time.

Jiang Li's second juxtaposition consciousness had finally accepted everything from his predecessor a few days ago, and then he was surprised to find that the part of the idol that had been considered to be the trunk of the Nine You Woods could actually act independently from the tree.

Although it can't be too far away from Jiuyoumu's body, it's better than always using a few roots to entangle people.

Jiang Li's body is participating in the competition and cannot leave. Many things are not suitable for him and Jian Xiu's identities and cultivation bases.

After thinking about it again and again, he still felt that it was not very cost-effective to let Jiu Youmu follow him as a bodyguard.

In the end, he still planned to let the second clone act alone.

In order for Jiu Youmu to be able to move more conveniently, he even brought him out of the burial coffin with him.

The second clone snapped his fingers, and several oil lamps hung on the wall automatically lighted up, illuminating this small secret room.

There are not a lot of things, just five soul bags.

During the time he was away, Manjianghong Inn had gained more than 50,000 ghosts and souls.

Jiang Li was very satisfied with this.

After converting to the Jiuyou Daojing, he needs more ghosts in his practice than before!

In addition, ghosts can also be used as fertilizer for Jiuyoumu, rations for ghost light fish, and materials for rituals of magic weapons. Even the advancement of the burial coffin is closely related to ghosts.

Now, he is a big consumer of ghosts. During this period of time, there was no supplement, and the group of ghosts buried in the Yin coffin had already made ends meet.

Take out the Yin Funeral Coffin, and pour five bags full of souls into the coffin, finally letting a lot of fresh blood fill it.

Relying on the coffin, the concentration of aura has been continuously increasing so far, and it will not take long for these 50,000 souls to become a worthy ghost soldier.

I don't know how many souls Yanhong will bring back in Innan by then. The population of the capital of Indochina should not be small.

Putting away the soul, the second clone pushed open the trap door above the secret room and walked out.

Here, it is still the basement. But unlike below, the air here is hot and noisy, and there are forty or fifty children wearing the clothes of the outer disciple of the Tibetan Scripture Valley, who are smelting metal around a huge furnace.

This is one of the businesses of Manjianghong Store.

Yanhong will purchase a large number of ores of different qualities at low prices, and after smelting, produce metal ingots that meet the specifications and sell them at a fair price.

Generally, larger shops usually choose to directly refining materials into weapons and magic weapons to sell, and this kind of profit will obviously be much higher.

But Man Jianghong, now in the initial stage, has only ghost craftsmen whose craftsmanship is barely better than that of ordinary people, and is unable to independently refine magic weapons.

Therefore, I can only take the next step and make some hard money by picking up some unskilled jobs.

Jiang Li glanced roughly. There are a total of 46 people working in this underground workshop. They are all quite young, ranging from ten to fourteen. Half of them have not even been able to get started. .

Yan Hong's movements were very fast, and Jiang Li had just said it for a few days, and this person found him for him.

These forty-six people are all outer disciples who have just started this year in the Tibetan Scripture Valley. They are still very young, and they were originally in the protection period of the sect. In fact, they do not necessarily need to come out to perform tasks.

But the well-paid and caring man Jianghong mission of the newcomers makes it difficult for them to refuse.

Brother Jiang Li and Brother Yanhong are really good people!

Their work efficiency is very low, and in fact, I am totally sorry for the remuneration they receive.

But Yanhong didn't care much, just let them work at ease and don't think too much.

But today, in their workshop, an unexpected guest came.

"This guest, did you go to the wrong place? The dining area is above."

A disciple wiped the sweat from his face and looked at the clone, but the soot on his hand rubbed a large amount of black on his face.

Man Jianghong Inn is aimed at customers, which are all kinds of monsters and monsters. The image of Jiuyou clone looks like a tree demon, so it is naturally regarded as a guest who has gone the wrong way.

"Zhao Asan, in the early stage of Qi training for the Wood Element Spirit Root, not bad."

The second clone reached out and grabbed a wooden sign on the opponent's chest and looked at it, very satisfied.

These disciples have wooden signs with simple content hanging around their necks, which can facilitate the identification and management of their subordinates.

And underneath the wooden sign, there was an unobtrusive black dot.

The black dot means that they are on a certain list of 2,121 people.

Jiang Li specifically explained that the disciples on the list should be concentrated as much as possible and arranged separately from other ordinary disciples.

So these forty-six people are actually all targets.

The second avatar stretched out his hand and grabbed it, pinched it directly on the opponent's neck, and lifted this simple and honest-looking young man into the air.

"In front of me, you don't have to pretend."

"Oh, I almost forgot. Until the pseudo-spiritual root grows to a certain level, it can't affect the host's mind."

Jiuyou Clone's hands gradually tightened like an iron hoop. And this Zhao Asan was flushed and his eyes burst into red.

After a while, suddenly his greasy black hair began to turn white from the end, his muscles lost elasticity, his skin was dull and wrinkled, and his life was quickly pulled away by something!

"This guest! This is the Manjianghong Inn. It is the property of the Tibetan Scripture Valley. We are all outer disciples of the Tibetan Scripture Valley.

The movement on Jiang Li's avatar was not small, and it attracted the attention of many people. The outer disciples screamed like this, and their bodies quickly ran towards the exit.

However, the coffin that was thrown in by a mouthful stood in front of them.

"I don't know yet, I asked you to come here for smelting because it is so soundproof that it can't run away."

Suddenly, dense and flexible roots protruded from the coffin, and the remaining forty-five people were entangled and pulled into the coffin bit by bit.

The cultivation level of these disciples is almost dispensable, and there is basically any resistance to it.

puff!

After another moment, Zhao Asan's mouth opened, and a slightly shriveled seed was spit out by him.

These forty-six people were the more than 2,000 children who were discovered by Jiang Li and others during the mission of the South Indochina, and eventually brought back to the sect.

Relying on them, Jiang Li was recognized and rewarded by the sect, and with the help of that token, he obtained the Avalokitesvara Heart Sutra that has benefited him endlessly.

But because of this, Jiang Li planted 2,121 time bombs for his own sect.

Jiang Li had always cared about this matter, but because he couldn't directly talk to the sect, and was afraid of being retaliated by the parasitic monk who might be hiding in the dark, he never did it.

However, there is cause and effect in the dark.

Without the merits of these two thousand pseudo-spiritual disciples, he would not have obtained the passing token, and without the passing token, he might not have obtained the Guanyin Heart Sutra.

It was precisely because of the second clone of Guanyin's Heart Sutra that he successfully mastered the Jiuyou branch, which could then be used to solve these unstable factors.

Sure enough, you must tie the bell to untie the bell.

The cause that you planted yourself has to deal with the effect yourself.

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Jiang Li controlled the Linggen clone and threw the seed into the coffin.

In the coffin, the tree body of the Jiuyou wood branch at this time looked a little shriveled.

Part of the idol left the body and became a layman of the Green Mountain in the Golden Elimination Period. Only a layer of bark remained on the trunk of the body, which looked a little miserable.

But even so, there is no problem dealing with a few such adorable new ones.

Many spiritual root seeds were squeezed out of them.

It is quite troublesome to newly generate a spiritual root seed. Not only does it require specific resources, but it also takes time to accumulate.

The scale demon that sent the seed was captured by the convoy back then, and the scale demon tribe could attack the convoy with great fanfare for a seed.

When he takes the more than two thousand spiritual root seeds in the sect as his own, that spiritual root branch should not be distressed and mad?

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