Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

In the outside world, the Eastern Region's Immortal Cultivation World experienced a crazy day.

Most of them were born in the Xiuxian Dynasty, and they all suffered the most violent attacks.

Some sects, relying on their own heritage, have successfully blocked the attack of the dead ancestors.

But there are still others. Luck is not so good. After one night, the contemporary leader dies, and power is re-occupied by the dead. There are many.

At noon the next day, these returned deceased disappeared again, and even the sects they controlled disappeared in the Eastern Region of Immortal Cultivation.

This group of terrifying attackers came and went faster, leaving only a panic.

Netherland fantasy, Fengdu City.

Jiang Li poured a basin of ice water mixed with fragments of thousand-year-old ice onto Scholar Meng Gu.

Let the old man wake up with a jolt.

This made Jiang Li even more vigilant towards him. Being able to wake up by this physical means means that this person's injury is not as serious as he imagined.

"Young man, you should be more gentle with the old man."

Senior scholar Meng Gu habitually leans on the old and sells the old. As a high-ranking cleric, no matter where he goes, he sees him bowing down to his knees. He has never been treated like this before.

He wanted to get up, but found that he was wrapped around a black chain and two shackles, fastened to his wrist.

As long as there is a slight movement, the light of rune spiritual power will appear on the chain, suppressing and binding his power.

"It's a pity that the damaged fairy artifacts in ancient times can hardly be repaired. The old man also has two similar collections. If your Excellency the Lord Fengdu is interested, the old man can reluctantly part with his love."

As a well-informed scholar, he could see the details of the prison dragon lock at a glance.

But at their level, this kind of thing can no longer be considered rare.

Moreover, the Earth Immortal is the Earth Immortal. The Prisoner Dragon Chain, which was able to limit the cultivators of the gods and make them unable to exert a little power, can only barely suppress about 70% of the power when placed on this person.

This is still under the premise that the opponent is seriously injured.

If it is in its heyday, it means that it may not be able to trap the other party at all.

"Your Excellency is disrespectful, you want to take away my acting city lord when you come up, do you think my Fengdu City is weak and can be bullied?"

"Senior did this. I didn't kill you when you were in a coma. You should thank me for my kindness."

"Now, senior, it's better to explain, how did you find Fengdu City?"

Jiang Li held the mouthpart spear in his hand, and pointed at the opponent's heart without any concealment.

As long as this lascivious old guy has the intention of resisting, he will be punished directly.

The mouthparts and spear of Black Mosquito with Remnant Wings can pierce his black scale armor with one blow, and even the body of an Earth Immortal can never block it.

If this thing pierces the heart, I believe that even an earth immortal can't hold it for long.

"Cough, it turns out that this is the case, the little friend of the city owner and this girl, you have misunderstood the old man."

"First of all, the old man was able to find this ghost town by relying on a magic weapon from my dead junior. After using it once, the magic weapon has been damaged, so you don't have to worry about it."

"Besides, the old man was too emotional to see this girl before and lost his manners, so I'll make some apologies for the others."

"But that's not because of the girl's beauty, but because the girl is the old man's deceased."

"Dare to ask, is the girl surnamed Qin?"

This grand scholar, his temper has obviously improved a lot after being injured. He still has some strength left, but he did not directly resist.

He moved his body a few times and found a comfortable stone nearby to lean against. He seemed a little careless towards Jiang Li and the thirteen ghost kings surrounding him.

Instead, he said Qin Shuman's surname in a nostalgic tone.

"Old guy, the fortune-telling of swindlers is not uncommon in the world of immortal cultivation, so what does it mean to know a surname?"

Jiang Li confirmed the other party's guess in another way.

"It really is Qin, then there's nothing wrong."

"City lord little friend, do you know what the brush hidden in your cuff is made of?"

Master Meng Gu looked at Jiang Li's sleeves. When he was in a coma just now, everything on his body was naturally searched.

This is an open and upright seizure. What is Tibetan?

But Jiang Li didn't take the big scholar's words, but calmly walked to the old man's side, raised his foot and smashed the stone that the other side was leaning against.

On the broken stone, it can be seen that there is one on it, half of which has been written in blood.

Apparently it was this great scholar who wrote it silently with his hands behind his back.

The mouth was diverting Jiang Li's attention, but behind the scenes he was doing this kind of small gesture.

After roughly spelling out the few blood-stained stones, it could be seen that it should be an unfinished "jie".

The magical powers of Mohen Academy are not necessarily certain, they must be written with a pen.

Written with my own blood essence, the power can be even higher.

If this solution word is formed, he will be able to get rid of the chains on his body.

At that time, it is uncertain whether a wounded Earth Immortal will speak as well as he is now.

"Scholar Meng Gu, I suggest you say it directly if you have something to say, and then do these little things."

"In the future, I'm afraid you will use your feet to lift a pen and write."

Jiang Li tightened the prisoner's lock even more, and tied the old man's hands in front of him, so that he couldn't do any more shit.

Only then did he take out the brush. After washing off the ink on the nib, it was found that the tip of the brush was still pitch black, each hair was straight and tough, and the fracture was a regular circle.

"This seems to be human hair."

Jiang Li was studying the brush, but the old man, who had been dismantled, sighed, and then continued to explain.

"That brush was the last gift that King Ning gave to Mohen Academy. Please, the old man and others will take care of his descendants."

"The edge of the pen is made of the prince's hair."

The old man sighed and seemed to recall something long ago.

"King Ning? What do you mean?"

"That's right, he was a powerful prince of the Xiu Xian Dynasty."

"Little friend should know now that it means that the Heart Cultivation Festival has set off a **** storm. And this disaster was caused by another prince of the Xiuxian Dynasty, the Blood Prince."

"But that King Ning is more peace-loving, and has always been on good terms with Guozijian, the predecessor of our Moheng Academy."

Da Shiman tried to fool Jiang Li with nine true and one false lies.

It's a pity that Jiang Li has never heard of King Ning.

He didn't even care about the kings of the Xiuxian Dynasty, let alone a few princes.

Winner and loser, a group of old antiques that were swept into the trash, he never thought it was necessary to study them.

That is to say, those blood kings, I don't know how, they made a comeback from the city of the dead, and they were also entangled with the Wantu Sect. It was really annoying.

But what happened to King Ning? Listening to this old guy's meaning, the female ghost Qin Shuman's origin is probably quite extraordinary.

"Little friend, you pull out the hair from a brush and put it in the palm of your hand. Let's see how it reacts."

This scholar Meng Gu had done this once before.

Jiang Liyiyan tore off a few strands of hair, but instead of putting it in the palm of his hand, he made a wooden table and put it on it.

Sure enough, just like before, the hair immediately reacted, like an iron wire attracted by a magnet, flying towards Qin Shuman who was standing not far away.

"At this time, the bloodlines are drawn together! This lady, she is the bloodline of King Ning! The orthodox descendant of the Xiuxian Dynasty back then!"

"Now the King of Blood is here, causing chaos in the Eastern Territory."

"That blood prince once started a terrible rebellion at the end of the dynasty!"

"To reappear in the world now, I must want to restart the dynasty era and enslave the entire world of immortal cultivation."

"Once he opens the Afanglong vein, he obtains the treasure of protecting the country of the Qin Dynasty! The entire Eastern Region will be plunged into turmoil!"

Master Meng Gu became more and more excited as he spoke, and his eyes revealed a strong mission light, as if he was carrying the vast beings of the Eastern Realm of Immortal Cultivation on his shoulders.

"That would be an unprecedented disaster!"

"And Miss Qin is the real daughter of the princess after King Ning. She also has the qualifications to open the Afangdi Palace."

"Only she can save the current Eastern Realm of Immortal Cultivation!"

"Although this old man has little life expectancy, please let me assist the county master and return to the Epangdi Palace to avoid this monstrous military disaster!"

This senior scholar Meng Gu even started to grab the ground with his head and gave such a big gift to the female ghost Qin Shuman.

If he were a fledgling young hero, he would definitely be infected by his rhetoric and words of justice.

They will only hurriedly untie the shackles of each other, and then work together for a great cause for the rest of their lives.

As expected of an old immortal who has been a teacher for thousands of years, he has a strong grasp of people's hearts, and is also very good at telling stories. With a mouth full of lotus flowers, he can easily arouse the desires of others.

On the one hand, it is the honor, mission, and sense of responsibility to save the people of the Eastern Region.

On the one hand, it is the Afang Longmai, the treasure of protecting the country in the Qin Dynasty of Xiuxian Dynasty!

According to his thinking, as long as Jiang Li agrees, then he can do the great thing of saving the world, and he can also get the first treasure in the Eastern Region.

It seems that power beauty, wealth and power are all at your fingertips.

But Jiang Li pouted, scoffing at the old guy's words.

Isn't this the enhanced version of begging for children with money, how can there be such a good thing!

Master Meng Gu, 90% of what he said might be true.

But Jiang Li is the only one who doesn't believe in this old guy's character at all.

At that time, when he attacked Qin Shuman, he didn't know about the Blood King.

The first step is to "take" or "receive", where does it mean to take care of the old one?

In that way, he clearly wanted to control Qin Shuman himself, and use her as the key to obtain the dragon veins and relics of the Qin Dynasty!

What else, Prince Ning, entrusted his hair and descendants to Mohen Academy.

To say that they killed King Ning, it is even more likely that the brush made from the hair was pulled.

Otherwise, how could the descendants of King Ning end up in a remote mountain?

Nine times out of ten, it wasn't to avoid these, a "heartfelt" powerful cultivator.

Jiang Li covered his head and carefully recalled the history of the Xiuxian Dynasty that he knew.

He knew what level of dragon vein was a good thing. With the size of the Xiu Xian Dynasty at that time, it was highly probable that a dragon vein would not be a problem.

But the so-called treasure of protecting the country never heard any rumors.

Is this the old man just making up things at random?

No, there's a good chance it's true.

When Jiang Li got the City God's Ghost Head Sword, he knew a little about that huge dynasty.

One of the things is weirder.

It is said that a country cannot live without a king for a day, but in the last thirty years of the immortal-cultivating dynasty, there was a strange lack of a king.

And the blood king rebelled at that time.

This is a bit interesting. Obviously there is no king. As a prince, who can rebel against the blood prince?

And what caused the dynasty to fall apart after 30 years without a new king being born?

Looking at the current state of the Immortal Cultivation World, it is actually quite easy to get the answer.

You can only become a king after being crowned by the Afanglong vein, and the treasure of protecting the country can only be invoked by the king.

But at that time, the major immortal cultivators in the dynasty that were too big to lose were always obstructing the new king from ascending the throne because they were afraid of the power of that treasure.

In the last 30 years of the dynasty, there was no new owner.

Only in this way can it be convenient for them to carve up the huge dynasty.

Through various means, they finally divided the Qin Dynasty and reorganized them, and only then did the current Eastern Region Cultivation World and Sishen Temple exist.

And the blood king who was called the rebel, probably really wanted to save the dynasty, on the side of the Qing monarch.

It's just that the blood king failed in the end, and he became the bandit.

Of course, Jiang Li didn't think the Blood King was a good person either.

As a beneficiary of history, Jiang Li's point of view is of course the evil dynastic system, which has excessively squeezed the interests of cultivators.

Their overthrow is an inevitable process of history, and it is the salvation of the great cultivators for themselves. . .

Cough cough, no matter how much water was mixed in Meng Gu's words, he did arouse Jiang Li's interest.

According to him, it is a treasure capable of subverting everything.

Back then, if the Blood King, or one of the many princes, were to inherit the throne and regain control of that treasure, it would at least be able to extend the life of the dynasty for another thousand years.

Even if the Blood King gets it now, it might really subvert the current pattern of immortal cultivation in the Eastern Region.

When such a treasure fell into the hands of others, Jiang Li had trouble sleeping and eating. It seemed that he really had no choice but to go to the muddy waters this time.

It's just that time has changed, and things have changed. The only two known descendants of the royal family have all turned into ghosts. I don't know if the ghosts can be crowned kings again.

"Shuman, do you still remember what happened during your lifetime?"

Jiang Li only knew that this silly girl was deceived by a scholar during her lifetime.

Looking forward to love, she secretly eloped behind her family. Then the scholar took her out of the house and sold her directly to Qitu Town, and then she was made into a clay statue and invited to become the God of Fortune.

As for his past life, he really didn't ask carefully.

Asking now, Qin Shuman shook his head. She had been dead for too long, and she didn't have a cultivation base before her death, so she couldn't remember much at all.

Knowing this result earlier, Jiang Li was not disappointed.

He stretched out his hand to hold the tip of the brush, and with the stunned and distressed expression on the academician's face, he abruptly pulled out all the hair on it.

This brush magic weapon, even if it is useless.

This brush is not big, I roughly counted the number of hairs on it, plus the ones they ripped before, there are a total of 999 hairs. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

The number was a little less, but it was barely enough.

In exchange for a stubborn stone hermit, he handed over the hair in his hand to the other party, and then gave an order.

"With Qitu Ghost Town as the center, search for all human gathering places within a radius of 5,000 miles."

"With the surname Qin as the focus of the investigation, whether it is the Xiuxian family or ordinary mortals, try it with this kind of hair."

"If there is a change in the hair, bring it back immediately."

The first sentence above, the following one breaks his leg.

Even if it was a pure search for a needle in a haystack, Jiang Li's words would cause tens of thousands of people to move because of it.

In addition to the ubiquity and cooperation of more demons, it is not too difficult to spend some time on such a wide-ranging investigation.

After explaining these things, he looked at the old man on the ground again.

"Meng Gu is a scholar of heaven and man. I wonder if I can tell the story of the Afanglongmai for the younger generation?"

. . . .

In the Eastern Regions of Immortal Cultivation, one wave has not settled down and one wave has arisen.

On the opposite side of the distant sea, the heroes of the expedition have also arrived at another brand new continent.

The land occupied by the Noodles Shemale Clan is Heniu Prefecture, one of the nine states in the world!

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