Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration - Chapter 632
Chapter 632: A Million Years
Jiang Li jumped into hell directly with his body this time, which is another kind of feeling.
The Six Paths of Reincarnation Well was originally a channel 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 when he was about to activate the Nine Nether Dao Scriptures, switch yin and yang, switch 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 it at a glance, 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 outward, 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.
It is necessary to know that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is originally one of the great powers in charge of the underworld and the nine secluded worlds.
Where his strength is, it is also an unimpeded pass.
Immediately after, Jiang Li’s body burst out again, clusters of pink flames resembling lotus leaves.
The flame is hot and high, with a powerful purification effect.
This is the spiritual fire on the lotus boy.
Buddha light and lotus flames wrapped around him, and it seemed that his physique had undergone some changes.
First of all, “Lotus Pure Fire” and “Ksitigarbha Buddha Light”, the status brought by the two of them has been renewed.
Allow him to be immune to most negative states, and under the blessing of Buddha’s light, it is difficult to die.
All attributes keep jumping up, the most obvious one is the column of longevity, the jumping numbers are 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 guys, Prison Water and Lingzhu, are quite capable.”
“I, the city lord, can’t fall behind.”
Continue to accelerate downward, and the Kyushu Cangsheng Road ahead has already failed in this well of reincarnation.
But they have already arrived here, and it will be too late to turn back.
Like endless evil thoughts, drawn by reincarnation, they can only plunge headlong into the eighteen 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 intangible and intangible, were forced to show their reality.
It’s hard to say anything else, but a tongue has to grow no matter what.
The hooks all over the floor, I don’t know how to get it, but it can actually hook a tongue out of that big 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 have shrunk by half.
The situation was smoother than he imagined.
Then, Jiang Li took them one by one to the lower level of the 18th hell.
In hell, it is very difficult to escape from the bottom up, but it is very easy to fall from the top down.
This large group of evil thoughts, under the leadership of Jiang Li, 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 has an outstanding effect on the evil thoughts of sentient beings.
Basically, each layer can shrink by at least half.
By the time of reaching the eighteenth floor of hell, the black mass of evil thoughts, which was originally like a vast ocean, has turned into a not very huge lake.
And the color is no longer so dark, but it has become one of those old grays that have been washed to whitish over and over again.
Jiang Li can feel that this group of evil thoughts has gradually become like that of Infernal Affairs ghost.
Trying to summon a ball of cold flames from a ghost lamp to hit it, only a little bit was burned after burning for a long time.
This large group of evil thoughts is already very close to pure residue.
There are not many other impurities left in it. 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 finished.
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 must stay here, always collecting those soul residues that have been refined to the extreme to integrate into himself.
It can only endure the 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.
The Monkey King was at that time 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.
Under the ravages of copper juice iron pellets, it was weakened to that extent in just five hundred years.
But this kind of thing is different for him.
His many original buff states, similar to the “spiritual energy filling the body”, although due to the dilution of the time flow rate, the effect has become very limited.
But this time and another time, 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?
Jiang Li brought down the funeral coffin this time.
He Niuzhou people inside, of course he can’t take it with him. God knows what will happen after taking them to hell.
So before, people had rebuilt hundreds of ground-level coffins and transported them all in.
Jiang Li himself took the burial coffin that had been vacated again, and embarked on this trip to the 18th floor of hell.
It contains 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!
Seven attributes of immortal energy, he also collected a new set.
As long as you put it in your mouth, you can quickly recreate a very gorgeous buff state.
It’s just that you need to pay a little attention to this problem.
When staying in hell, there is naturally no problem.
Just have to remember that when he goes out, he has 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 the eighteenth power of two by 3,750 times!
This kind of exaggerated instant growth, even a saint, would have to be hiccupped.
Even if he became a golden fairy at that time, he would probably be directly blasted.
Open the coffin, and stuff the panacea collected through Fengdu Ghost Town 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.
Even, 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.
Based on the current Yin Yin coffin, it should still be able to hold those immortal auras. . . Maybe.
One cannot become a fairy in the eighteen layers of hell.
But practice below the immortal level is still unaffected.
Sitting cross-legged in this area like this, entering the Infernal Dao state of mind, Jiang Li started an unlimited retreat and painstaking practice.
His foundation is stronger than others, and the three flowers on the top have a total of 1,750 petals.
It means that 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.
This point also needs time for him to grind.
With the assistance 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 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.
After that, every day during the day, Jiang Li’s cultivation will be shaved off.
Then at night, after the copper water solidified, he was able to practice again quickly.
On the contrary, every night, his soul will be consumed.
And in the daytime of the next day, he will absorb the soul residue around him again to fill that vacancy.
So repeated, it seems endless.
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 effort.
But in fact, every day his cultivation becomes more solid, and his soul becomes more tenacious.
Under the heart of Infernal Affairs, time will pass much faster than imagined.
One thousand years will pass by at the 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 it takes one hundred thousand years to barely take a nap.
Wait until Jiang Li wakes up again from the repeated torture.
He has been in the eighteenth 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 inhalation, and absorbed it into his body.
His soul, from the inside out, seems 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.
He felt carefully for a long time, only to find 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 pick 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 no longer hurt his soul.
On Jiang Li’s panel, a feature, first it was Tough Soul, then Tough Soul, and now it has become the Immortal Infernal Soul.
On his panel, due to long-term retreat, the lifespan that has been consumed to only a few thousand years has changed to “???” at this time.
Combined with a body with immortality.
Jiang Li is the one who is truly immortal and fearless of all challenges.
He spread out his palm again, and a cloud of spiritual energy emerged, condensing into a ball in the air.
Then, the blue light in his right eye flickered in the realm of doom, and he was enveloped by this spirit ball.
The aura immediately began to expand, but it didn’t 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 Mofa Lingzhu can resist.
At this time, even if he is thrown into the Dharma-ending era, he may live a good life.
“Huh? What’s 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 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 already 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.
“It can be advanced, but how can you become so fat?”
It turned into a burial coffin of Kunpeng in armor. At this time, it was rounder than a puffer fish. It turned its belly over and played by itself. How could it still have half of the heroic domineering it used to be?
“Well, why don’t you change back first?”
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, feeling how much immortal energy and aura and other miscellaneous energies are in it.
He could only shake his head and smile wryly.
In the end, it was still my fault.
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 time, the coffin was not propped until it exploded, so he should wake 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.
(end of this chapter)