Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

"Kundu Kingdom, formerly known as Gushan Kingdom, began with a war of annexation by the nomads."

"It has been passed down for eight hundred years, and during this period, it has experienced four changes of dynasties."

"It belongs to the management scope of the inferior Sishen Baxing Temple. At present, there are no practitioners in the royal family."

"A population of around 19 million with an undocumented cult of faith..."

Jiang Li took out basic information about the country.

It looks like an ordinary mortal kingdom. He didn't even get entangled in the grievances and grievances of a certain cultivator family, nor did he offend or save any loose cultivator.

In the world of immortals, where a person's mighty power is enough to move mountains and reclaim the sea, because of the preferences of immortals, the rise and fall of mortal kingdoms is actually very fast.

Counting those who seized power and usurped the throne, this country has existed for 800 years, which is a good result.

However, after just eight hundred years, this kingdom does not look like an orthodox inheritance handed down from ancient times no matter how you look at it.

Why are their desperate cards different from others?

From the basic information, it cannot be seen that this kingdom has any special features.

Jiang Li was not free for the time being, so he went to personally investigate a mortal kingdom.

Just passed the order back to the Chongshan League, and asked Shenshan Jianyi to negotiate with Baxing Temple, and asked for the jurisdiction of the Kundu Kingdom first.

The stubborn rock hermitage will then conduct an investigation, and even if they dig three feet into the ground, they must find out the secrets.

At the same time, it also made Kundu Kingdom produce a large number of desperate cards, which are necessary for emergencies.

Jiang Li recovered the other 299,000 dead souls, and then followed the thousand summoned dead souls to continue exploring in a certain direction in the Netherland fantasy.

The speed of these dead souls is too slow. Jiang Li can only be the same as before, making a larger compass and tying a part of it to the needle of the compass.

I used them as a compass, and I followed their guidance, riding a wooden dragon, and traveling at high speed in this underworld fantasy.

In the barren environment, the only thing that can be regarded as a scenery is the lunar moon that never sets overhead.

From time to time, you can encounter a few groups of strangely shaped ghosts.

There are starving ghosts with big stomachs who are still stuffing stones into their stomachs.

There is a hanged ghost who is always floating around with a big tongue.

There are many more tragic ghosts without arms and legs, and they are not like this before they die.

Instead, they live at the bottom of the ghost realm and are often exploited by powerful ghosts. These missing hands and feet may have been taken as protection money.

Jiang Li stopped and walked along the way, and if there were any ghosts that he saw, he would put them in the coffin, and those who couldn't be seen would simply ignore them.

A few days later, the wooden dragon cracked the empty seat in the underworld illusion, and I don't know how far it has traveled.

Finally, under the guidance of a group of dead souls, I saw an abyss-like darkness.

Ahead, as if the ends of the earth, the end of the world.

The land of the underworld fantasy land came to an abrupt end here, and in front of an endless cliff, there was endless darkness.

There was a tingling sensation in Jiang Li's spiritual sense, and he knew that the darkness was very dangerous.

This is probably one of the boundaries of this underworld fantasy.

Jiang Li once released a lot of scout ghost soldiers in order to explore the illusion of the underworld. As a result, many ghost soldiers who explored the edge of the environment accidentally broke into this darkness and eventually lost to an unknown place.

Slap the empty seat under the body to stop it.

Jiang Li personally walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down. Even he now has a feeling of fear of heights.

However, his eyes quickly became strange, because on the cliff line of the border of the underworld fantasy, there is not nothing.

Looking along the cliff line, I found a small thatched hut about thirty miles away.

Who is so leisurely and elegant, who built a thatched hut to pee on the end of the world?

When Jiang Li got closer, he found that this thatched hut actually looked more primitive than the thatched hut in the mortal world.

It is made of wooden frame and thatch at will, and the space inside can only accommodate a sitting adult barely.

There are no doors and no pits, it's more like a makeshift fishing house.

In front of the thatched hut is a piece of nothingness in front of the cliff, as if it was the river where the owner of the hut was fishing.

Through the gap in the hut, you can see a person sitting inside.

This person has a star-shaped eyebrow, a tall and straight posture, wearing apricot and yellow robes, and carrying a mahogany sword. The most important thing is that this person Jiang Li still knows.

It was the Daoist Zhaixingdao, the descendant of Maoshan, who had come to Fengdu City by mistake before.

The current descendant of the ancient fairy mountain was greatly valued and treated by Jiang Li at that time.

On the first day of meeting, they gave each other a spiritual fruit that was enough to make the world **** their heads, and a very important task.

Daoist Zhanxingxing was also grateful for Jiang Li's kindness of encounter. Holding a compass, he began to explore this fragmented Netherland fantasy, looking for a path to the real Netherland.

In order to support his exploration, Jiang Li even used the branches of the ancestors of the Mu family to make him a peach wood sword to replace his broken century-old peach wood sword.

This Taoist priest has been away from Fengdu City for a while, and there has been no news from him. He didn't expect to meet him here.

He stepped forward and knocked on the thatched fishing shed, and a thin layer of light appeared, and Jiang Li's fingers knocked out a circle of ripples.

This fishing shed looks simple, but in fact, there are a large number of Maoshan Talismans among the thatched grass.

In this way, a clever enchantment has been arranged, which has quite good defensive capabilities.

Jiang Li knocked a few more times, but the Daoist Zhanxingxing inside was still drooping, and there was no response.

Without the spiritual energy fluctuations of cultivation, Daoist Zhaixing is not in retreat, he is. . . Use the soul out of the body.

In such a dangerous place as the Netherland Illusion, he actually dared to go out of his body. Daoist Maoshan is indeed a daring person.

Jiang Li carefully looked at the movements of Daoist Xingxing.

He held a tactic in his left hand, and a thin hemp rope was tied to his right hand.

The other end of the twine was hanging down to the cliff ahead, and it stretched to the end of the line of sight.

Could it be that the primordial spirit of the Daoist Xingxing jumped into the void of the underworld in front of him?

At this moment, the hemp rope on the right hand of Taoist Xingxing began to shake violently, as if it had been bitten by a fish.

In the darkness below the cliff, a bright flame ignited and spread quickly along the twine.

When the flames burned back to the right hand along the hemp rope, the primordial spirit immediately returned to its place, and Daoist Zhanxing also woke up instantly as if his hands were scalded.

This hemp rope is one of the secret preaching techniques of Mao Shanshu, which can greatly increase the safety of Yuanshen out of the body.

It was Jiang Li who touched the barrier of the thatched hut just now, and Yuanshen returned to his body immediately after receiving the alarm.

Daoist Zhaixing instinctively drew out the Peach Wood Sword.

After discovering that it was Jiang Li, he breathed a sigh of relief, untied the barrier of the thatched hut, and stood in front of Jiang Li.

"City Lord Jiang, the poor way is disgraceful to his mission! We haven't explored where the entrance to Netherland is yet."

"It's dangerous here, and the edge of the illusion may change at any time. Why did Mr. City Lord come here in person?"

He was not annoyed by Jiang Li's interruption, and bowed his hands respectfully.

Then he saw that the huge compass floating behind Jiang Li had a large group of dead souls tied to the needle of the compass.

Taoist Xingxing couldn't help but be a little curious about this kind of strange thing.

Jiang Li told him about the death city from beginning to end. He also shared his simple and crude plan.

He planned to rely on these ghosts to find the city of the dead, and then wanted to go in and see if there was a chance to steal the house.

If you can get the four of those big mountains, please come and come out again, and the Chongshan League will also be able to take charge of many immortal sword cultivators.

But it's professional, it's professional.

Daoist Xingxing pondered for a moment, and then very solemnly rejected the feasibility of Jiang Li's plan.

"City Lord Jiang, that underworld illusion is different from the real underworld."

"In the records of my mountain gate classics, without the permission of the Yama Underworld, a living person cannot directly set foot in the real world of the underworld."

"And the weight of life also makes it impossible for us to cross the void of the underworld."

It is different from the wild road ghost town like Fengducheng, which belongs to the line of the emperor.

The rules of the Yama Underworld are obviously a hundred times more stringent.

Without the official institution of Yama Difu to open the back door, unless one becomes an immortal, the living will not be able to set foot in it at all.

Even if you can see it, you can't touch it.

At the suggestion of Daoist Xingxing, Jiang Li also did an experiment by himself.

From the coffin, a ghost and a little demon were caught, and they were thrown into the void of the underworld.

The ghost entered the void, as if it had lost its gravity, floating around randomly in the darkness.

And the winged Yunyan little demon, after being thrown out, no matter how it **** its wings, it can only fall downwards and eventually disappear into the endless darkness.

In the nothingness of the underworld, there should be no gravity, and there should be no distinction between up and down, left and right, but under the influence of the so-called life weight, it will drag the living down into the abyss.

"So, even if I find the city of the dead, I can't step into it, and I can't even step on the land of the real underworld."

"If you want to get in there, you have to die anyway, right?"

Daoist Zhaixing nodded, and he was also very helpless about this.

Obviously in the ancient times, it was very easy for Maoshan to go to the underworld and the underworld.

"Now that there is no reincarnation of the underworld, if you want to set foot in the underworld, you can only use the oldest method in the records."

For such a result, Jiang Li was very depressed.

Such harsh conditions make the plan to set foot in the real underworld much more difficult.

Not to mention the Prince of Death, who is currently threatening the Immortal Cultivation World in the Eastern Region, the Jiuyoumu mother plant, which is one of the ten innate spiritual roots, is an existence that Jiang Li absolutely cannot give up.

Even if he risked his death last time, he had to enter the underworld for a while.

Fortunately, there are actually ways to talk about this process of "die once again".

In the ancient times of prehistoric times, at the earliest time, there was no Yama Difu in the world.

At that time, if the immortal Buddha wanted to go to the underworld, he had to walk a dangerous road.

That is to climb over a mountain that separates the two worlds of yin and yang.

The mountain is called Beiyin Mountain.

It is the peerless fierce mountain where Jiuyoumu was born.

This mountain separates yin and yang, turning from the yang realm to the yin realm is death, and vice versa, turning from the yin realm back to the yang realm is life.

That is to say, there is no need to commit suicide, as long as he climbs over the mountain, Jiang Li is a dead person who can act normally in the Netherland.

"As a matter of fact, Pindao already has some eyes on the Back Yin Mountain, but he lacks a long enough rope."

Seeing that Jiang Li was depressed, Daoist Zhaixing no longer hid and tucked away, and finally delivered a piece of good news.

"A rope long enough?"

Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the actions of Daoist Xingxing just now.

He pointed to the bottom of the cliff. Could it be that the Back Yin Mountain is below?

"City Lord Jiang, Netherland is a very magical place. He can always let you go, where you should go."

The existence of the underworld is the dwelling place of hundreds of millions of dead souls.

But unlike living people with brains, the vast majority of dead souls have no wisdom and no reason.

How do they find them in a daze, where they should go.

The answer is to keep walking.

For example, the other side of the flower, Wangyoucao, will take the initiative to guide ghosts to Fengdu.

The City of Vain Death will automatically attract the soul of the Vain Death who took away the Despair card.

Huangquan Road, Naihe Bridge, will take the deceased through all the underworld processes.

In the underworld, the only place the living can go is the sunny side of the Back Yin Mountain.

Therefore, Daoist Zhanxing believes that as long as you keep sinking with the "weight of life", you can find the Back Yin Mountain as soon as possible.

Jiang Li: . . . It's well-founded and convincing, so I offer the rope, you try it first.

He directly untied the prisoner dragon lock on his waist and wrapped one end around the Taoist Xingzhai.

In theory, the prison dragon lock, which can be extended indefinitely, is paired with Jiang Li, who theoretically possesses infinite spiritual energy. For the time being, there is no longer and stronger rope that can be found.

The lifeless prison dragon lock is not affected by gravity in the void of the underworld. Jiang Li does not need to worry about its weight affecting the correct direction.

This time, the Daoist Zhanxing did not choose to leave the body, but jumped off the cliff.

Spiritual light appeared on the pitch-black iron chain, and in the clatter of metal collisions, the prisoner dragon was locked in the lead of the Taoist Star Picker and extended toward the depths of darkness.

One thousand feet, two thousand feet, three thousand feet. . . Forty thousand feet, fifty thousand feet, sixty thousand feet. . .

Then, it is simply calculated in hundreds of miles.

In the endless consumption of spiritual energy, Jiang Li calmly planted a big tree in the back, and then tied the prison dragon lock to it.

He himself lay under the tree, stretched out his hand on the chain, and poured a large amount of top-quality spiritual energy into it. He was never stingy when it came to spiritual energy.

However, although Jiang Li looked relaxed, it must have been a long job.

In the world of immortality, the scale of distance has always been amazing.

A mere 100 miles ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Compared to the distance between the two pieces of Netherland, I am afraid it is less than one thousandth of the distance.

After thinking about it, Jiang Li released another group of ghosts with desperate cards.

Throw them into the void ahead.

Sure enough, they were pulled by a certain force and began to fly in a certain direction in the void.

According to Daoist Xingxing, there is a high probability that the location of the fragments of the underworld where the City of Death is located.

Jiang Li left a seed of spiritual roots on that group of ghosts ahead of time.

If this group of ghosts is fortunate enough to be able to reach the fragment of the underworld, the seeds of the past together may be able to provide him with guidance.

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