Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

Jiang Li had just broken through the golden core, but then he entered the state of fusion of the five cores.

Most of the golden core aura was locked in the sea of ​​qi, and some of the leaks were also obscure and vacillating.

Therefore, if he hadn't deliberately revealed it, ordinary monks would not be able to understand Jiang Li's cultivation.

That Mu Chunkong's eyesight was good, he could see a little breath of Jiang Li.

However, due to his unstable breath, some time ago he ate another precious earth-level pill "Continued Body Jin Jiao Pill".

This situation looked a lot like the second generation ancestor of Xiuxian who only relied on pill medicine and had a mixed and imaginary cultivation base.

This is also the reason why he said Jiang Li was "but so". Mu Chunkong, who has been educated by elites since childhood, thinks that he is very good, and he usually despises such people.

Elder Mu and the other Chongshan League cultivators knew that Jiang Li had just broken through and built the foundation, so they didn't even think about that.

But the speed of Jiang Li Yujian just now was already an existence she had to look up to.

"Autumn painting has already awakened that. If it is him... Maybe it can really save Qiuhua and let it be free... to continue in life."

Elder Mu returned to his mind, and now the most urgent task is to find Qiuhua. If the Chongshan League couldn't find it, she had no choice but to reveal her daughter's special physique to the family.

Although if you do that, Qiuhua will definitely return to the cage in the future, but being alive is the most important thing.

"Where is the mayor?"

"The little old man is here, the little old man is here, what are the orders of the adults?"

"Gather all the people in your town here! Everyone!"

The others had already taken Jiang Li's heart ghost, and began to read the minds of the local residents one by one, trying to find any clues from the group of mortals.

Elder Mu also grabbed a heart ghost in his hand and caught up with the crazy woman just now.

The woman still couldn't communicate, and repeated the phrase "dropped" in her mouth.

"Mayor, what's the matter with this woman?"

The mayor, who was busy directing the residents, hurried over here again.

"Master Xianshi, she, she is Widow Li who lives in the ruined temple outside the city."

Obviously, everyone is not asking the name again, beckoning the other party to continue speaking, picking up the important ones.

"Widow Li is also a hard-working person. She lost her parents at the age of twelve or thirteen. She has no land at home and can only live in a ruined temple outside the town."

"Later, I married Lao Li, who was a farmer, and lived a few years full of food. But who would have imagined that after just giving birth to a baby in less than two years, Lao Li went to death again and fell to death."

"She has been raising the child, washing clothes in the east and weaving cloth in the west. Life goes on."

"A few years ago, her child was admired by the Master Xianyuan who came to the village. With money, he should have been able to live a good life."

"But she went back to the ruined temple on the mountain to worship for one night. When she came back a few days later, she became hysterical, and since then she has been crazy. This is the life of no happiness..."

The few people looked at each other. If this woman hadn't hit a ghost, she might have seen something that shouldn't be seen.

After asking a few times, he couldn't communicate. Elder Mu, who was eager to save the girl, could only directly use Jiang Li's ghost.

"Please, tell me what you saw!"

Closing his eyes, the spirit penetrated into the mortal soul with the heart ghost.

This woman's insufficiency probably caused this state of delusion when she was scared and lost in the same year.

In the past few years, she may have been trapped in the scene she saw at the time and could not get out.

She is very pitiful, but for reading the mind and soul, it is a lot more convenient.

As soon as the spirit connected, scenes of unforgettable scenes were passed back and unfolded before her eyes.

After a while, Elder Mu tremblingly moved the palm of his hand on the opponent's head and opened his eyes.

There were tears in her eyes.

"The temple is broken on the mountain! The temple is broken on the mountain! Hurry!"

A group of people grabbed the mayor and led the way, led all the streamers to the ruined temple on the desolate mountain at the fastest speed.

As soon as it landed, a group of monks soon discovered that it was wrong. They smelled an obvious smell of blood.

Looking around, he found a piece of new soil.

The land there has been dug up recently!

What they thought of, a few stubborn stone concealers started to dig through the floating soil, and then they all froze in place.

The mayor even screamed, and squatted over on the spot.

If it hadn't been for the stubborn stone cultivator next to him, he had put a piece of talisman on his body to protect his soul, and when he woke up tomorrow, the mayor might also have hysteria.

And what appeared in front of everyone was the corpse!

The pit is full of headless bodies!

The children who were brought out of the town a few days ago were not taken away at all. They were all buried here.

What did that woman see back then? What is missing?

It's the children's heads, they fell off!

"Autumn painting! Autumn painting!"

Elder Mu was going crazy, he jumped directly into the corpse pit and searched for it with bare hands. There was still a little bit of fairy wind like that.

With the strength of Brother Jindan, hundreds of corpses in the pit were all turned over.

The rancid, **** smell is so strong that it can almost be ignited by an open flame.

There are only a few stubborn stones to retreat, and have seen more dark things, and can still remain calm.

They sorted the corpses neatly and analyzed the wounds and any clues that might be left behind.

Below these corpses, there was another corpse of the child that had already turned into white bones, also without a head.

That **** guy, it's not the first time to do this kind of thing.

The only thing to be thankful for is that there are no sacred mountain autumn paintings and the corpses of other monks in the Chongshan League.

"Elder Mu, please calm down first, the number of corpses here does not match."

"The mayor said before that they had taken 912 people away this year. But there were only 911 bodies."

"Those people should have taken away the children who really had spiritual roots. Ordinary children without spiritual roots were killed. They should have been taken away too."

. . . .

On the official road hundreds of miles away, a convoy pulled by Lingju was moving forward in the dark.

In the front carriage, six monks dressed as merchants were joking and laughing together.

"Hey, the gain this time is not small. Two mysterious flying swords are worth a lot of money."

"Hey, eldest brother heard that your child has measured the water attribute spirit root. This flying sword is just right."

They disguised themselves as a fleet of mortal wine merchants on the official road, and even if they were seen, they would not notice anything unusual.

They were sitting in the carriage talking and laughing, and were distributing the spoils of the day before yesterday.

"Small forces like this kind of nosy are quite rich."

"There are still a few geniuses in there, and you can sell a lot of spirit stones after they are shipped out. If this kind of people can meet every day, we will be prosperous."

A few of them were very happy, but the one called the eldest brother looked unsmiling and stable.

"Convergence, the lower the key in our business, the better. Don't fight with others easily. If we are discovered, our only end will be if our heads fall."

The water attribute mysterious rank flying sword that this eldest brother handed over, the sophisticated refining technique is indeed a good thing that is not easy to see.

Thinking of his child, he also hung Feijian around his waist.

"Didn't we have a big brother with you. Big brother, you are a dignified monk Yuan Ying, whoever sees it has to show some face."

Others still don't think that the high income is enough to put their heads on their waistbands.

"Okay, I will take you to finish this order. I should retire too. If I leave the Eastern Region and find a new city life, we brothers may never see it again in the future."

"When it's dawn, the next town will be here. Let's prepare."

This group did not bring as many children as Jiang Li imagined.

As soon as they left the town, they buried the extra mortal children on the spot.

Therefore, the speed of travel was several times faster, and he crossed several towns and reached another gathering place for mortals farther away.

They are very cautious. They have always committed crimes by shooting one shot and changing one place. Every time they take away the child, they will give monetary compensation.

Deception, coupled with genuine real money, will not arouse public outrage, and naturally there will be no doubts and investigations.

As a result, it has not attracted much attention for so many years, and even many towns still look forward to their arrival.

The next day their convoy drove into the new town. A spell was revealed in it, and soon the mortals in the city were ecstatic.

The mortals in the town put aside their work and brought their children to the motorcade to line up.

They were holding them in their hands, they weren't real fairy stones at all.

No matter who it is, as long as it catches it, it can basically emit light. But whether they really have spiritual roots, only they know.

Hundreds, UU reading www. Thousands of school-age children on uukanshu.com, just like that, were loaded into a carriage by them.

With such an exaggerated birth rate of spiritual roots, they can easily convince the local residents by saying, "This place is a place where spiritual energy gathers, and there are many outstanding people."

There is also a lot of money in Canada, enough to make these families rich.

"Brother, there are really a lot of cultivating seedlings in this place. We can make a little more this time."

The foolish words they said casually seemed to come true.

In this town, they detected about twenty children with spiritual roots.

They have been doing this kind of thing all year round, and they have a very good understanding of the chances of the emergence of spiritual roots.

In such a big town, generally speaking, one or two seedlings for cultivating immortals each year are already very lucky.

This has doubled more than ten times. Maybe there has actually been a monk family in this town, leaving some blood inheritance here.

However, they will only appear in ordinary towns where no one is sheltered.

After spending a day pretending to test Linggen, and rejecting the kind invitation of these mortals, he drove the carriage towards the distant hill.

These mortal gongs and drums sent off the immortal masters away.

It's just that they don't even know what the group of monks who are called immortal masters and treated with respect and hospitality by them will do to their children.

They only need those children with spiritual root qualifications to live, and the others only need to take away a head to sell at a good price.

As for the more cumbersome body, just find a place to bury it in the mountain ahead.

In the moonlight, the convoy slowly moved away.

And Jiang Li, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground hundreds of miles away, suddenly opened his eyes.