Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

This time, Jiang Li jumped directly into hell with his body, which is another kind of feeling.

The Well of Six Paths of Reincarnation originally provided the passage for black souls to reincarnate.

Fundamentally, it actually excludes living people from entering.

Powers from reincarnation tried to wash away his life.

Transform him into a life in hell that can endure torture for a long time without dissipating easily.

However, what Jiang Li practiced was the Nine Serenity Taoism. One of the most orthodox Nine Paths and Nine Serenity inheritances.

In theory, he can actually be regarded as an orthodox hell creature.

Before, even the clay figurine was not afraid of this, so how could he be affected.

Just as he was about to activate the Nine Nether Dao Sutras, change yin and yang, switch between life and death, and pass through the well of reincarnation, he suddenly found a force coming from the void and pouring into his body.

Before he could react, circles of merciful Buddha lights appeared on his body.

He recognized at a glance that it was the light of Ksitigarbha Buddha.

Moreover, it is no longer the five-level Buddha light as usual.

As the incoming power continued to grow, the Buddha's light on his body soon glowed outwards, the sixth floor, the seventh floor, the eighth floor, and the ninth floor!

There is no doubt that this is the power feedback from Fengdu City, the master of Beixuan Palace.

The nine layers of Buddha light directly helped him block the power of the reincarnation well.

We must know that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is originally one of the great powers in charge of the nine secluded lands.

Wherever his strength is, it is also an unimpeded pass.

Immediately afterward, clusters of pink flames resembling lotus leaves erupted from Jiang Li's body.

The flame was hot and high, and had a powerful purification effect.

This is the spiritual fire on the lotus boy.

The Buddha's light and the lotus flame wrapped around him, and it seemed that his physique had undergone some changes.

First of all, "Lotus Pure Fire" and "Ksitigarbha Buddha Light", these two states brought by the two of them have been renewed.

Let him be immune to most negative states, and under the blessing of Buddha's light, it is difficult to die.

All attributes keep jumping upwards, the most obvious one is the column of longevity, the numbers jumping, it is hard to see.

In the blink of an eye, it has skipped 200,000, and it is still improving.

This saved him a lot of Jiuyou Diguo.

Obviously he was not in Fengdu at this time, but he received more feedback from the two palace masters than before.

There is only one explanation for this reaction. His two hall masters have lived up to his expectations and have become immortals and Buddhas respectively!

"The two fellows, Prison Water and Lingzhu, are quite capable."

"As the city owner, I can't fall behind."

Continue to accelerate downward, and the Kyushu Cangsheng Road in front of you has already failed in this well of reincarnation.

But it's already here, and it's too late to turn back.

It seems that endless evil thoughts, drawn by reincarnation, can only plunge headlong into the 18 levels of hell where there is no entry but no exit.

After falling to the first floor of hell, the evil thoughts of Kyushu, which were almost untouchable and intangible, were forced to appear in reality.

It's hard to say anything else, but a tongue has to grow no matter what.

The hooks all over the floor, somehow, can actually hook a tongue out of that mass of evil thoughts.

A cloud of black air surged past the ground, and what it passed was a bloody, wriggling tongue.

And every time the tongue is hooked out, the black mist will dissipate a bit.

By the time Jiang Li took this large group of evil thoughts and lived here on the first floor of hell for three hundred years, the evil thoughts visible to the naked eye had shrunk by half.

The situation was smoother than he imagined.

After that, Jiang Li took them one by one to the lower level of the 18th level of hell.

In hell, it is very difficult to escape from the bottom up, but it is very easy to fall from the top down.

Under the leadership of Jiang Li, this large group of evil thoughts enjoyed a full meal of the eighteen floors of hell one by one.

Perhaps, it is because they themselves are formed by resentment and evil.

The criminal law of the 18th hell is simply effective against the evil thoughts of sentient beings.

Basically, each layer can shrink by at least half.

By the time of the eighteenth floor of hell, the black mass of evil thoughts, which was originally like a vast ocean, had turned into a not very huge lake.

And the color is no longer so dark, but has become that kind of old gray that has been repeatedly washed to whitish.

Jiang Li could feel that this group of evil thoughts had gradually become like that of Infernal Affairs ghost.

He tried to summon a ball of cold flames from the ghost lamp and hit it, but only a little bit was burned after burning for a long time.

This mass of evil thoughts is already very close to pure residue.

There are not many other impurities left in it, and in this copper soup and iron juice that changes day and night, if you practice it for tens of thousands of years, it will probably be enough.

At this time, the evil thoughts of sentient beings are no longer aggressive. Jiang Li evenly scattered them all over the eighteenth floor of hell.

He himself sat cross-legged in the center of the hell soup pool.

Let it rotate day and night, and be tempered repeatedly by copper soup and iron juice.

This kind of torture does have the cruel effect of grinding one's cultivation base and destroying one's soul.

Staying here for a long time will be harmful to Da Luo Jinxian.

However, in order to refine the Infernal Dao Soul, Jiang Li's body cannot leave.

He had to stay here, always collecting those soul residues that had been refined to the extreme to integrate into himself.

It can only endure boundless suffering together with the evil thoughts of all beings.

Fortunately, he is not like the monkey who was suppressed by Wuzhishan's six-character mantra.

At that time, Monkey King was because he had no food supplements, and even under the enchantment of the six-character mantra, he couldn't even absorb a little spiritual energy.

Only then was it weakened to that extent under the ravages of copper juice and iron pellets in just five hundred years.

But this kind of thing is different for him.

Many of his original buff states, similar to "spiritual energy infusion", have very limited effects due to the dilution of time flow.

But now and then, this time his body also came down.

Previous status effects don't work well with the current time flow.

But can't he create some new states in the current state?

This time, Jiang Li brought down the burial coffin.

Of course he couldn't bring the people of He Niuzhou inside. God knows what will happen after taking them to hell.

So before, people had already rebuilt hundreds of ground-level coffins and transported all of them into them.

Jiang Li himself took the burial coffin that had been vacated again, and embarked on this trip to the eighteenth floor of hell.

Inside, there are inexhaustible top materials and special medicines from the mainland of Kyushu.

Among them, there are hundreds of kinds of heaven-grade pills and heaven-grade materials!

He also collected a new set of seven attributes of immortal energy.

As long as you put it in your mouth, you can quickly make up a new set, a very gorgeous buff state.

But doing so requires a little attention,

When staying in hell, there is naturally no problem.

He just had to remember that when he went out, he had to remember to eliminate the states created under the current time flow in advance.

Otherwise, it was originally a state created according to the limit of the body's endurance.

After the flow of time returns to normal, it will suddenly increase, multiplying two to the eighteenth power by 3,750 times!

This kind of exaggerated instant growth, even a saint, would have to be hiccupped.

Even if he becomes a golden fairy at that time, I'm afraid he will be exploded directly.

Open the coffin, and stuff the panacea collected through Fengdu Ghost City into his stomach.

Then make the states that appear one by one constant.

The familiar sense of fullness soon returned to him.

This set of buffs is enough to ensure that he can practice without any scruples anywhere.

What's more, even if he practiced with all his strength, he could only absorb one-thousandth of the immortal energy and various forces emerging from his body every moment.

According to the usual practice, the excess is stuffed into the burial coffin.

With the current yin burial coffin, it should still be able to hold those fairy auras. . . Maybe.

It is impossible to become a fairy in the eighteen levels of hell.

But the practice below the immortal level is still unaffected.

Sitting cross-legged in this area like this, entering the state of Infernal Dao Mind, Jiang Li began to retreat for an unlimited period of hard work.

His foundation is stronger than others, and the three flowers on the top have a total of 1,750 petals.

It means that in order to complete his practice in the realm of the earth fairy, he will spend 1,750 times more hard work and consume 1,750 times more resources than others.

For him, this also takes time to grind.

With the help of the best cultivation resources, it took him three hundred years to push his cultivation to perfection.

Next, he only needs to fill up the remaining two of the five qi in his chest, and he is the limit of the earth immortal, and he can transform into an immortal at any time.

But his practice did not end there.

The contemporary Human Sovereign made a strange move, sinking himself into the boiling copper soup and iron juice.

From then on, every day during the day, Jiang Li's cultivation would be shaved off.

Then that night, after the copper water solidified, he was able to practice again very quickly.

On the contrary, every night, his soul will be worn away.

And in the daytime of the next day, he will absorb the soul residue around him again to fill that vacancy.

It goes on and on like this, seemingly endlessly.

It seems that practice has reached its limit.

His cultivation has not increased, and his soul is still the same soul.

All this is like a futile useless effort.

But in fact, every day his cultivation base will become more solid, and his soul will become more tenacious.

Under the heart of Infernal Dao, time will pass much faster than imagined.

A thousand years will pass with a flick of a finger, and five thousand years will be goodbye with a wave of hands.

It takes only a cup of tea for 10,000 years, and a nap for a hundred thousand years.

When Jiang Li wakes up again from the repeated torture.

He has been in the 18th floor of hell, and millions of years have passed!

Following the last mass of soul residue, it slowly floated to Jiang Li's side, gave him a light suction, and absorbed it into his body.

His soul, from the inside out, seemed to have undergone some transformation.

Immediate feelings are not obvious.

He simply dissipated the aura protection around him.

Then the soul came out of the body, only the soul that was not much different from the entity landed on the boiling copper soup and iron juice.

This feeling is a bit strange.

After carefully feeling it for a long time, he discovered that it turned out that there was something called fear missing in his soul.

Because, it seemed that there was nothing that could completely harm and destroy him, and the fear instinct deep in his soul disappeared naturally.

He reached out to scoop up a puddle of copper water and splashed it on his face. He could feel the burning heat of the copper water, but he didn't feel the slightest pain.

Because that has not hurt his soul.

On Jiang Li's panel, a trait, first it was tough soul, then tough soul, and now it has become the immortal soul of infernal dao.

On his panel, the lifespan that had been consumed to only a few thousand years due to long-term retreat had changed to "???" at this time.

Combined with a body with undead properties.

Now Jiang Li is truly immortal, fearless of all challenges.

He spread his palms again, and a cloud of spiritual energy emerged and condensed into a ball in the air.

Then, the blue light in his right eye flickered in the realm of doom, and he enveloped this spirit ball.

The group of spiritual energy immediately began to expand, but did not collapse immediately.

Wisps of energy overflowed from it, but when he turned his head, he submerged into the aura again.

Not just Jiang Li's soul.

His aura has also been tempered repeatedly for millions of years.

At this time, it has also become extremely solid and tough, even the power of the Mo Fa Lingzhu can resist.

At this time, even if he is thrown into the Dharma-ending era, he might still be able to live a good life.

"Huh? What is this?"

"Wait! What the hell!? Is this a burial coffin?"

Just when Jiang Li was studying his million-year harvest.

A bulging ball slowly floated past him.

Jiang Li was stunned for a long time, and finally passed, the turtle shell that was placed on the ball in front of him recognized it as a burial coffin.

As soon as he sensed it, he realized that at some point in time, his coffin had jumped two levels from the middle level of the heavenly rank, and broke through to the top magic weapon of the heavenly rank.

It's still the most extreme, the kind of situation where it will become a fairy weapon at any time.

"But the advanced stage belongs to the advanced stage, how can you become so fat?"

Transformed into the burial coffin of the armored Kunpeng, the bulge is rounder than a puffer fish at this time, playing with its belly turned upside down, how can it still have half of the heroic domineering it used to be?

"Well, why don't you go back and see?"

The burial coffin was very excited to find that its owner had woken up.

Hearing the order, he swung his very small tail, and then changed back to the original coffin.

But isn't this thing really a ball?

Pressing the yin burial coffin, he felt how much immortal energy and spiritual energy and other miscellaneous energies there were.

He could only shake his head and smile wryly.

In the end, it's still your own pot.

On the eighteenth floor of hell, time flies by for millions of years.

But how much energy has been stuffed into the burial coffin by him in millions of years.

At this moment, the coffin was not propped until it exploded, so he should have woken up laughing.

It's just that he is really embarrassed to use such a magic weapon.

Still have to find a time to help it lose weight.