Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration
Chapter 17's

"By the way, we have to make a basin."

Judging from the performance of the white-haired stone scales monster, Jiang Li was 70% sure that there should be an egg from the white-haired scales monster, and this was the child of the white-haired scales monster.

So the question is, what's the point of an albino scale demon egg?

He carried the basin, and he took out half a bucket of well water in it, and then put the stone on the basin like an egg, two thumb nails stuck in the gap between the stones, and then placed the stone on top of the basin, slowly increase the strength!

Jiangli was now a true martial artist from the inner family, his hands were comparable to iron clasps, and his nails were even sharper and harder than daggers.

The gaps that are not initially visible get bigger little by little, and you can see the inside. Initially, a type of white mucus was used to glue the stones together.

suddenly loud!

It's locked!

A round object fell from the rock, and after splashing water into the basin, it floated on the water.

this. . . Is it a seed?

[Name: Spiritual Root Seed? 】

Type: Serba-serbi】

[Class: Unknown]

[Note: Not recommended for consumption. 】

I misjudged, what was hidden in this stone was not a scale monster egg, but something that had been identified as [Spirit Root Seed].

Linggend. . . Isn't that the spiritual root I thought of?

It is called spiritual root seed, is it possible if you plant it in the ground and pour water, it will grow spiritual roots?

Jiangli was a little dazed, wasn't Linggen supposed to be an abstract talent for cultivation?

Regardless of the roots of his descendants, he did not think he would have an organ that could be called "spiritual root".

And after the effects of the appraisal technique, there was a question mark behind the name of the spirit root seed, this was unprecedented, and Jiang Li did not understand what it meant.

"strange stuff."

After confirming that there was nothing else inside the stone shell, Jiang Li took the seed and studied it.

He paid no attention to anything but the hard shell of his seeds.

After thinking about it, Jiang Li found an earthenware pot in the backyard of the dormitory, filled it with soil and doused it with water, then planted seeds in it.

This thing should be more valuable and valuable. The scoring technique showed that this object could not be used. Since this is a seed, there is always no problem.

Place the pot on the table next to the window on the second floor, so that when you open the window, you can see the sun.

During period , Yanhong came again, and delivered the month that had been handed over by nineteen subordinates.

Yue Feng from their lower-grade Linggen disciples, were respectively Lingshi, five Qi Return Pills, and five Qi Nourishing Pills.

There were nineteen spirit stones, ninety-five Qi-return pills, and ninety-five Qi-yang pills.

The two of them first took back their principal, that is, Jiang Li took out eight spirit stones first, and Yan Hong also took back two spirit stones.

Then all the remaining things were divided equally between the two.

Nineteen subordinates did not say anything, but their hearts were always dissatisfied, it seemed that after a while, they still had to give them psychological counseling.

"Jiang Li, I heard that the introduction of this Qi training usually takes at most ten days for a high-level Linggen disciple, and if it is slow, it takes one month, and many people there."

"Middle-class Linggen disciples usually took one to three months. It's still a matter of perseverance and perseverance in meditating every day."

"The lower spiritual character and the lower spiritual root were, not to mention, many disciples even after the end of the first year of the new disciple period, they had not been able to draw air into the body."

These long cultivators, both of them were helpless.

"Let's go slowly, you can use medicinal pills to help you get into the body, then it will be easy."

We had dinner together again The food at the Outer Gate of the Tibetan Sacred Scripture Valley was honestly quite tasty, and the combination of meat and vegetables was limitless.

only all the new outer disciples had no intention of enjoying the food.

The two ate quickly, and after complaining about the difficulty of the exercise for a while, the body returned to meditating very honestly.

. . . .

In the next half a month, Jiang Li spent most of her time on groping practice for practice.

He also attended several open-air classes at Waimen University.

The school actually has classes every day, but usually basic literacy and literacy courses.

The social structure of this world is very underdeveloped, and the level of knowledge and popularity is very low.

So this ordinary culture class is aimed at a group of freshmen who are still illiterate.

And elder homework delivered one day a week is a very valuable course.

such as the history of the origin of monks, how to interpret the terminology of practice, common misconceptions in beginner practice, precautions for taking pills, etc.

Just like the classroom in his previous life, what the disciples liked the most to listen to was the experience of the eternal world that the teachers and older siblings talked about while boasting.

These pieces of trivial knowledge rarely appeared in the books, but they were also indispensable common sense on the path of cultivating immortality.

Anything that casually came out of the mouths of these elders could save them from many detours.

"Today's college was really on time. I have been stuck in that corner for five days without making any progress. I can definitely go further tonight."

"I also, I only noticed the influence of time on the previous practice practice, and all other aspects were ignored. No wonder the feeling of this exercise is so strange and stagnant at all times."

Jiang Li also suddenly realized.

"By the way, where are the items you helped buy earlier, are they here?"

"Well, I bought it. It's in my yard, but you'll be charged a piece of spiritual stone. This time you lost a lot."

Yanhong looked depressed, but Jiang Li did not care much.

The same thing has different values in the eyes of different people.

And Jiang Li was in a hurry, it was inevitable that it would cost a little more.

Back in Yanhong's backyard, a wooden stick that was at least hugged by two people lay quietly there.

Jiangli stepped forward and saw the annual ring The tree was sixty-nine years old, which was older than the combined two lifetimes.

"Not bad, thank you brother, this is very helpful."

It is naturally a grasshopper tree, although it is just a very ordinary grasshopper tree trunk, you may be able to buy it for some gold and silver in the world of duny.

But Lao Huai, who was over sixty years old, was not easy to find, and he was in the Cultivation Realm sect, unable to utilize the power of the mortal world, either, so of course he could only afford it at a high price.

He stretched out his hand and hugged the tree trunk, pressed down on his legs, and the internal strength of Suihu Gong spread throughout his body, not to mention that this 800 kilogram piece of tree trunk was lifted onto his shoulder by his life.

"Go, if you have this thing, you're ready to call me brother."

Jiangli was very confident and walked away carrying a heavy suitcase.

Since today's class is late for class, it's already noon at the end of the month. He did not directly return to the dormitory, but walked towards the desolate wasteland at the outer door.

In the past half a month, he was not a nerd who did not listen to things outside the window, he basically understood the basic topography of the outer door.

The place he was heading to was the grave, the mass grave at the outer gate!

In his previous conversation with Yu Banxihe, he had learned that the Cangjing Pavilion recruited 600 to 700 disciples every year, but the number of outer disciples remained stable at around 8,000.

It was understandable that outer sect disciples could be promoted through outer sect competitions and cultivation breakthroughs every year, but there were only a few dozen of them.

What about the other students? How did it disappear?

The practice is wrong and dead. .

The battle between the dead disciples. .

died in distress while leaving mission. .

In short, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, the entire outer gate, one or two people should not die every day.

After many years, a unique view of the outer cemetery was finally created.

At a glance, the tombstone was next to the tombstone under the moonlight, the graves were piled up in the grave, the wind was raging, the forest fires were floating, the, and from time to time there will be a burst of crying ghosts and howling wolves.

The floor area of this cemetery does not seem to be smaller than the outer residential area, but the cemetery is still crowded like this.

Jiangli He carried the trunk of the grasshopper tree, his legs were heavy, and there would be crisp cracking sounds from underground from time to time.

Every inch of soil below, I'm afraid there's a bone falling asleep.

"Nothing weird ~ nothing weird ~"

Such a dense burial with such a large number of burials and such a long history, things like corpses being haunted were normal.

This was also within the immortal sect, the ghosts that came out would be slaughtered casually, and placed in the outside world was a land of cunning and happy creatures.

finding the ground slightly flat, Jiang Li chuckled softly, and directly smashed the wood locust on his shoulder into the ground.

"Damn it! This internal force was almost exhausted. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

take a break, and readjust the condition.

Jiangli hurriedly made preparations, he did not come here to eat too much and digest.

Removing the shoes on his feet, standing with his feet open and burying his bare feet on the ground, a cold and slippery feeling made him feel a little comfortable.

Under the moonlight, his shadow overlapped with the trunk of the grasshopper tree.

Jiangli slowly opened his hand, and from the shadows, it was as if the grasshopper tree had regrown two branches.

Just standing up like this, Jiang Li closed her eyes, and in the gloomy grave, she visualized the practice of "Ghost Wood Jue"

Huai! Ghosts in the woods too!

his roots drink the nine yellow spring of tranquility! The leaves covered the eyes of the moon in the sky!

In this exercise, Jiang Li felt much different than before, the cold air of yin wood was clearly visible in Chi Chi, and it constantly became more concentrated.

That's for sure. Although the outer disciples were not high-level and not strong, they were all monks. After the monk died, the hatred they could naturally produce was much greater than that of ordinary people.

Over tens of thousands of outer disciples had been buried in this cemetery for over two hundred years.

So even though it wasn't, this grave had been alive and in reverse cultivated into a completely dark place.

And Sophora japonicus is a yin and can summon ghosts.In the traditions of the world, it is a tree that should not appear around the grave.

But this time, Jiang Li carried the trunk of a sixty-nine-year-old locust tree and stood in a mass grave at the outer gate.

Suddenly, a yin wind whistled, and rich yin qi started to gather towards Jiang Li, and ghostly flames were lit in the air, and their numbers floated in the air more and more.

Hundreds of turquoise phantom flames slowly floated around Jiang Li with a yin vortex.