Jiang Li could only say that it was quite comfortable.

When he opened the panel, he saw that his Qigong technique "Ghost Wood Technique" had been upgraded from level 4 to level 5 after the previous ordeal.

Jiang Li, who had just entered the middle stage of Qi training not long ago, took another solid step forward.

Previously, his "Zhuangshan Jing" had surpassed the others with multiple benefits and was the first to reach the fifth level of physical training. Now the two are on par.

Moreover, while Jiang Li was diverting the spiritual energy, he also retained a small portion of it, which was enough to support the flow of spiritual energy in his body to support his current limit of cultivation. I'm afraid that his future cultivation speed will be as fast as flying.

In the later stages of Qi training, as long as you work hard, you should be able to do it quickly!

It may not be possible to build a foundation within a year, but if you can build a foundation within two years, maybe you really have hope of doing it.

It usually takes more than five years for a cultivator with top-grade spiritual roots to build a foundation, so wouldn't he be... awesome? Feeling the spiritual energy flowing in his body, Jiang Li was full of expectations for his future immortal path.

Regardless of all this for now, Jiang Li walked over to the handsome sword cultivator's corpse puppet, pressed it left and right, and began to study it carefully.

“Is this the body of a cultivator who has forged a foundation of Taoism?”

"Shushan sword cultivators hardly ever train their bodies, yet their physical strength can reach this level after building their foundation."

Cultivating immortals is like building a towering building from the ground up. Laying the foundation of the Tao is the basis of everything and no carelessness can be allowed.

I don’t know what level of Tao foundation I can achieve in the future.

He controlled the sword cultivator's corpse to raise his arm, and with a thought, a ball of spiritual fire suddenly expanded and burned in his palm, almost burning off Jiang Li's eyebrows.

The spiritual root attribute of this sword cultivator is obviously fire. It was beyond Jiang Li's expectation that he could have such power just by using spiritual energy to ignite fire.

"Could it be that wood makes fire?"

Jiang Li was thinking in his heart.

Could it be that it was because the flow of spiritual energy had passed through his body beforehand, taking on some wood attributes, and after being introduced into the sword cultivator's body, the wood spirit started a fire, which in turn greatly increased the power of the sword cultivator's spiritual energy?

The more Jiang Li thought about it, the more likely it seemed, and he couldn't help but applaud his own cleverness.

Buzz~Buzz

Huh? Jiang Li seemed to have caught something from the sigh of the sword cultivator corpse puppet.

Something seems a little wrong. What is this feeling? Jiang Li closed his eyes and put all his mind and five senses into the Five Channel Technique.

In an instant, the perspective changed and became the first-person perspective of the sword cultivator's corpse puppet.

Buzz~Buzz

The faint trembling in my ears became clearer.

It seemed as if something was sending him an extremely weak signal.

Is this calling him?

To be precise, it was calling for the sword cultivator's corpse puppet.

But what kind of thing would call a dead person? Jiang Li was confused for a moment.

He followed the call and tried to respond, and then the two words became inexplicably clear.

"Zhao..Rainbow?"

Jiang Li pronounced these two words with the mouth of a sword cultivator.

Then, a vague connection was established through the sword cultivator's corpse puppet.

Experimentally, Jiang Li transmitted a stream of spiritual energy toward an object that was closely related to the sword cultivator's corpse puppet.

In the corner of the coffin space, a flying sword with a slightly curved blade floated up crookedly and flew towards the sword cultivator with great difficulty.

"This... this flying sword can actually be saved!"

Jiang Li was shocked. He had been holding this flying sword for so long, even using it to cut his wrist and pry bricks, but he didn't realize that it could still be used.

The flying sword Zhuhong landed in the sword cultivator's hand, as if it had used up all its strength and could no longer move.

However, Jiang Li was overjoyed. The difference between a swordsman with a flying sword and one without a flying sword was huge.

As long as it is not completely damaged, this flying sword can still be saved.

However, we still need to be careful when repairing the flying sword.

The Shushan Flying Sword is of great concern. Once people discover that he has refined Shushan disciples into corpse puppets, given the strength of Shushan Five Elements Peak, even Elder He may not be able to protect himself.

Therefore, the matter of repairing the flying sword must not be delegated to others.

He had originally been learning skills in the weapon refining hall, but because he did not have a fire-attributed spiritual root, he was unable to refine weapons with spiritual fire.

But if we use the help of a fire sword cultivator, maybe it can be done.

However, given the effect of the Five Channels Technique, it would be too difficult to control the puppet to perform such delicate operations.

Jiang Li set his eyes on a certain status on the panel, immediately calmed his mind and sat down cross-legged.

. . . .

A few weeks passed again.

In the magic fighting arena of the Demon Subduing Hall.

"Junior Brother Jiang Li, please show mercy."

Standing opposite Jiang Li was a young man of about eighteen or nineteen years old. Like Jiang Li, he was also dressed in white with a Tibetan character embroidered on his left chest. He was also an inner sect disciple of the Demon Subduing Hall.

But at this moment, the young man's face was completely filled with a helpless bitter smile.

Because in recent times, his opponent, Junior Brother Jiang Li, has been the center of attention in the Demon Subduing Hall.

All the disciples of the Demon Subduing Hall knew that two months ago, their chief elder accepted a perverted outer-disciple as his apprentice.

In the beginning, not many people paid attention to it, because the talents and strengths of the disciples promoted from the outer sect were often limited.

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But Jiang Li was different. His training method was so fierce and his progress was so fast that it was simply exaggerated and scary.

The noise of pounding rocks day and night almost made the entire Demon-Suppressing Hall unable to sleep well for half a month.

This is not the key point. The key point is that this junior brother has killed ten ferocious monsters that are almost equivalent to the peak of the Qi Refining Stage in a row within half a month.

After that, their chief elder, probably because he was too busy with official duties to catch the monster, actually gave him a new training task.

In the Demon-Subduing Hall’s magic fighting arena, a random disciple in the late stage of Qi training will fight once a day.

He still remembered the scene when the first veteran from the Demon Subduing Hall who came on stage with full confidence to "instruct" the younger generation was knocked away by a punch from the young junior fellow. It was really tragic.

"Brother, please don't say that. Please give me more advice."

Jiang Li waved his hands embarrassedly, his smile as innocent as a child's.

Then, with a crackling sound, his bones began to make loud noises and a fierce aura emanated from his body.

He tore the clothes on his upper body into pieces with just two moves, revealing his extremely muscular body.

The hideous and ugly devil ape on his back had disappeared some time ago, and was replaced by the current "Moon Roaring Bear" that was roaring and pouncing on its prey.

Just as expected, the effect of [Demon Ape Blood Mark] did not disappear, and an additional [Moon Roar Blood Mark] buff appeared on his status bar, which was no less powerful than the previous one.

Feeling the surging power in his body, Jiang Li was already thinking about what to say when he was showing off next time. Otherwise, he might as well recite a couple of poems.

The joy of this freeloading state is reflected in the fighting arena as the endless fear of the enemy.

"French bulldog! Start!"

"Come on, Junior Brother Jiang Li!"

Next to her, a female cultivator from Huichuntang who was temporarily hired as a referee announced loudly.

Then he started to cheer Jiang Li on, which made the senior brother sitting opposite Jiang Li look very embarrassed.

Under the wise leadership of Elder He, the entire Demon Subduing Hall was filled with endless interest in the battle of magic and martial arts. Even the female cultivators of the Huichun Hall nearby were deeply influenced by it, and each of them hid a fierce heart under their gentle appearance.

Can you believe it? There are martial arts competitions here, and disciples of Huichun Hall are stationed here all year round to prepare for emergencies.

As soon as the clear female voice fell, Jiang Libian stomped on the ground and his figure turned into a shadow and disappeared on the spot.

Boom! Large pieces of rubble flew everywhere, smoke and dust rose several feet high, and the disciples watching around screamed and retreated to avoid being accidentally injured by the aftermath of the stage.

Where Jiang Li's fist landed, a waist-deep hole was created.

He has broken through several levels of physical training and has two blood lines on his body. The power of his punch is no longer comparable to before.

However, when the smoke and dust cleared, the senior brother was not there.

Jiang Li looked up and saw his senior brother, who was still rising into the air with his magic weapon under his feet.

"I'm sorry, Junior Brother. The Chief Elder doesn't allow you to use magic weapons. Please don't break the rules."

The senior brother barely dodged Jiang Li's punch, but was so scared that his forehead was covered with cold sweat. He stepped on a big red umbrella and continued to rise into the air, still shouting at Jiang Li not to use the magic weapon.

Jiang Li was speechless. The grade of the Dragon Prison Lock was too high. Using it would be like bullying honest people, so Elder He forbade its use.

Apart from the Burial Coffin, Jiang Li had no other magic weapon, so his movements were naturally restricted to the ground.

This senior brother had a good idea. He wanted to take off and use long-range spells to defeat Jiang Li.

However, how could it be that simple? "Brother, I'm in a hurry today, so I'm sorry!"

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