Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration - Chapter 626
Chapter 626
“Huh? Why did you lose contact again?”
Standing beside the mouth of the well in Hell Road, Jiang Li frowned tightly.
The juxtaposition consciousness created by the Guanyin Heart Sutra is very strong.
Even when the two worlds are separated, they can be connected without barriers.
At that time, Jiang Lidu was only a weak low-level monk, and he could do this.
Now, his strength is comparable to that of a true immortal.
The eighteen levels of hell that the hell road leads to should also be in the underworld.
As your strength increases and your difficulty decreases, how can you lose contact for no reason?
Wait a minute, it’s not that I lost contact.
After a while, a lot of screen information suddenly flooded into Jiang Li’s mind,
But as soon as he received those pictures, Jiang Li felt a little dizzy.
This is another strange thing.
Based on the current practice of the Avalokitesvara Heart Sutra of the current emperor. Even if the lives of hundreds of people are read at the same time, there will be no problem.
Why do you feel dizzy because of the information fed back from parallel consciousness for such a short time?
The legendary eighteen layers of hell are really weird.
Steady his mind, he bit the bullet and tried hard to read the screen information sent back.
quick! Very fast!
Those pictures are surprisingly long, and the speed is very fast, as if playing a video in fast forward.
But it’s not the kind of fast forwarding by drawing frames.
Instead, it looks like a train. The front of the car suddenly brakes suddenly, while the rear of the car is still accelerating, causing the middle carriages to be squeezed together layer by layer, twisting and deforming.
It was precisely because of such a sense of dislocation that Jiang Li was dizzy and had difficulty analyzing the information.
The avatar has only been in for a while, how could it send back so much information.
There seems to be something wrong here.
“Misplaced, it appears to be… time!”
After hesitating for a while, Jiang Li was finally convinced of his deduction.
The main body and the avatar, in the two spaces they are currently in, the speed of time passing is not the same.
Even, the gap between the two is not just a star and a half!
It’s only been a while on the main body side, but it seems that several days or even months have passed on the side of the avatar?
No, it seems that it has been several years?
Jiang Li was a little confused about the information that was squeezed into a ball.
He is also well-informed.
During the years since his debut, he has been to Kyushu, Netherland and Asura, the three worlds, and he has never found anything wrong with the time.
He always thought that the legend that there is a day in the sky and a year on the earth is just a metaphor.
Now, in the Netherland, such a time disorder came.
Disordered time is very dangerous, but at this time Kyushu is at stake, and the spiritual root of heaven and earth, Jiuyoumu, is what he must obtain.
No matter how dangerous or difficult it is, we must overcome it!
After thinking for a while, Jiang Li sat cross-legged on the ground, and sent his own will along the connection with the parallel consciousness.
Different from the very skilled consciousness transfer in the past, after Jiang Li entered the spiritual channel this time, he suddenly felt that the time had become extremely long.
Things that could have been transferred in a few breaths slowed down inexplicably.
I feel that part of the soul is fast, part is slow, and there is always a part dragging myself behind.
Because in this transfer process, there is also a huge gap in time flow.
During the transfer, some souls switched the flow of time earlier.
The soul at the slower part of the time flow in the rear naturally slowed down and dragged its feet in comparison.
Jiang Li was in a trance, as if he had been in the spiritual channel for several days.
Jiang Li also tried to comprehend the legendary rules of time in this state of time leap.
But obviously, his seven-color Taoist comprehension is not enough to help him directly comprehend the top-level rules of time.
I don’t know how long after the chaotic time.
Jiang Li finally plunged into the body of the clay figurine clone.
At this time, when he accepted the memory again, he was surprised to find that his imagination was still too conservative.
One hundred and fifty-six years have passed since the avatar was in this place!
Jiang Li is really stupid.
From the moment when the avatar jumped into the well to when his consciousness entered, the interval between them was only about half an hour.
How could more than 150 years have passed here! ?
No wonder it made him dizzy before, such an exaggerated time flow gap really made him difficult.
But, are the eighteen layers of hell so terrifying?
Let me think about it, in the memory of the avatar, he saw a stone tablet here decades ago. The key information seems to be included above.
During the one hundred and fifty-six years, the avatar stayed in it, of course it didn’t do nothing.
Since the ontology cannot be contacted, follow the last order to explore indiscriminately.
Although Jiuyoumu was not found, at least he made a general inspection of the surrounding area.
According to the memory of the avatar, he soon found the huge stone tablet with the words written on the front.
“The first floor of hell, where the light lives, tongue-pull hell!”
Jiang Li secretly thought it was unlucky, his previous guess was not wrong. This is indeed the first floor of the eighteen layers of hell!
But, what does it mean to live in light?
He was not a theological researcher in his previous life, and he only learned about some well-known aspects of those myths and legends in film and television works.
Things that are too in-depth, I really don’t understand much.
Jiang Li went around to the back of the stele again.
On this, there is also a scripture written.
It is the first chapter of “Eighteen Mud Plow Classics”.
“The first plow is called Xianjiu.”
“It seems that people say that there is no death.”
“People live in this plow, and when they meet, they want to fight.”
“Injury and killing have no age, and counting will never die.”
“Someone will never die from talking, but heal when blown by the wind.”
“If there is no age, you have resumed fighting with a hot iron sword. You have resumed fighting with an iron spine, and you have used your fists to benefit you.”
“The injury lasts for a long time without age, it is its kind.”
“He is long and big.”
“Shou, three thousand seven hundred and fifty years in the human world, is one day. Thirty days is one month. December is one year.”
“Long live is 13.5 billion years old!”
The “Eighteen Mud Plow Sutra” obviously talks about the rules and scenes in the eighteen layers of hell.
The so-called mud plow should mean hell.
This first article corresponds to the first layer of Guangjuju, which is the well-known tongue-pulling hell in folklore.
After silently interpreting it, Jiang Li instinctively thought at first that the person who carved this stele was bragging.
How can there be such an exaggerated rule setting?
But think about it, that crazy time was outrageously exaggerated. . . It seems, it seems that there is a real possibility of a record of rules on this stele!
Above, he doesn’t care about the records of how to torture the hell ghosts here.
Next to the last paragraph, the record of the time rules is really scary.
The first prison of the eighteen levels of hell takes 3,750 human years as a day, 30 days as a month, and 12 months as a year.
Sinners must serve 10,000 years in this prison!
That is, 13.5 billion years in the human world!
this. . . This kind of astronomical number of zeros that have to be counted one by one is too outrageous.
You know, the Haotian Jade Emperor, who is known as the co-lord of the Three Realms, proudly declares to the outside world every day that he has been practicing since childhood, and has endured 1,750 kalpas, with each kalpa being 128,600 years.
In this way, to prove the legitimacy of their dominance.
I thought he was bragging too much.
But now it seems that even if this is the case, the total time of the catastrophe he has survived is only a fraction of the time spent on the first floor of the eighteen hells!
Moreover, everyone knows that the eighteenth floor of hell is more terrifying the further you go down.
Each level of hell will be 20 times more painful than the previous one, and the sentence will be doubled!
The second prison takes 7,500 years in the human world as a day, and the sinners have to serve their sentences in this prison for 20,000 years
The total duration is 54 billion years in the human world.
The sentences of the subsequent prisons shall be based on the sentence of the previous prison and increased by two times.
Even if the Jade Emperor came, he would have to be confused.
With this unreasonable and exaggerated rule, it is no wonder that Da Luo Jinxian dare not come here.
Based on this time span alone, the most dangerous and terrifying place among the Three Realms and Six Realms, this title, the Eighteenth Floor of Hell is well-deserved!
“Besides saints… can there really be souls that can spend a full sentence in these 18 hells?”
Jiang Li remained skeptical.
No matter how strong the will is, no matter how tough the soul is, I am afraid that it is impossible to endure the torment without dissipating in this tens of billions of time.
He used to think that the criminal law in Fengdu Dungeon was cruel, but he didn’t expect that it was because he was so rare.
Entering these eighteen layers of hell, there will be no chance of reincarnation at all, but will be tortured until the soul dissipates.
What a ruthless place.
“Jiuyoumu, Jiuyoumu, you must be on the bottom eighteenth floor of hell!”
Jiang Li had a bad guess.
But he had a premonition that it might be true.
“The only advantage of this rule is that you don’t have to worry about time.”
One day in the Yang world is equal to 3,750 years in the first level of hell here.
It is equal to the eighteenth level of hell, a long time that he can’t even count.
It is completely enough, Jiang Li searched hell everywhere.
It’s just that, maybe it’s an illusion, is the clone’s tongue a bit longer?
When Jiang Li complained, he found that his voice was a bit tongue-in-cheek.
I spit it out and saw that a tongue has grown to seven inches long. Hanging down is even uglier than a hanged ghost.
Moreover, the end of the tongue is not a blunt and flexible tip, but a flat section.
It looks like a wound cut by a sharp weapon.
After thinking about it carefully, he realized that the tongue was cut off by the clay figurine himself!
It turns out that in this hell, the tongues of criminals serving sentences will continue to grow longer as time goes by.
Depending on the sins of the body, an exaggerated day can even grow three feet and three feet.
I couldn’t even hug it, so I had to drag it to the ground.
If you take a closer look, you will find that the ground of this hell is covered with iron hooks all over the place.
If the tongue is dragged too long, it will be hooked by the iron hook, and it will be pulled out until the end.
This is the so-called tongue-pulling hell.
At its peak, in this hell, there should be bloody, tongues that have been pulled out.
It’s just that you can’t see that kind of wonder now.
The age of the Dharma has passed two hundred thousand years.
The Underworld of the Underworld has stopped, and the eighteen floors of hell are already empty.
Now in the entire eighteen layers of hell, he is probably the only unlucky guy like him.
Oh no, there’s one more.
Jiang Li’s thoughts moved slightly, and he was able to communicate again, the ordinary clay figurine who had lost contact with him before.
A figure is slowly trudging through Tongue Pulling Hell.
This clay figurine is still in good spirits, which proves that Jiang Li’s clay figurine making skills are really good.
The only good thing is that Jiang Li took these terrible problems into consideration, and didn’t prepare them for the concept of pain when making clay figurines.
So cutting off the extra tongue doesn’t really feel much to them.
The clay figurine in front came several hours earlier than Jiang Li’s clone.
In other words, it has been here for more than a thousand years.
Jiang Li shook his head, it only took him a few years to raise his cultivation base to the strongest in Kyushu.
Time has always been useful and precious to him.
I don’t know when it started, but time has actually become so inflationary.
If he jumps to this level of hell by himself and spends a day in the outside world, wouldn’t the immortal energy born in a constant state be able to directly change the world environment back to the level of ancient times?
Ignore those weird thoughts for now.
Jiang Li began to remotely read the memory of this clay figurine.
He found some pleasant surprises.
Hell here is not as big as imagined.
Because in the millennium that this clay figurine wandered around, he once saw a ladder connecting the upper and lower heavens.
That is theoretically, a ladder for ghosts to leave hell after serving their sentence.
Jiang Li regained his spirits immediately.
If he has mastered that ladder, does it mean that he can also come and go freely in the terrifying eighteen levels of hell?
The current Netherland is a land of no owner, and it should not be impossible to do this.
Jiang Li controlled the clay figurine clone, and immediately flew towards the location in memory.
After cutting his tongue once during the period, he saw the ladder connecting the sky and the earth, which can save people from the sea of suffering.
It’s just what he didn’t expect.
At that step, there was still a ghost standing there.
The guy stood there motionless, with no tongue sticking out to taste.
This seems to mean that it is an existence who has completed his sentence here!
“This should be impossible!”
The tongue-pulling hell is the shortest in the underworld, and the sentence is also a terrible 13.5 billion years.
Unless it is a saint who is immortal, there should be no one who can persist in it until now.
Not to mention, at least two hundred thousand years have passed outside.
Calculate it, how long should it be here?
How is it possible that there will still be souls surviving?
Contemporary Human Sovereign suddenly became extremely vigilant.
The one on the opposite side is not hidden by someone, super powerful, right?
“Fellow?”
“Fellow Daoist, are you still alive?”
Jiang Li approached cautiously, stretched out his hand in a friendly way, and waved in front of the opponent.
“There seems to be no response.”
Looking up and down for a moment, Jiang Li flipped his right hand, and a white flame burst out from his palm, and he slapped the fellow Taoist in front of him.
(end of this chapter)