This time, Jiang Li jumped directly into the hell with his real body, which was a different feeling.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation Well was originally a channel for dark souls to reincarnate.

Fundamentally, living people are excluded from entering.

Waves of power from reincarnation tried to wash away his life.

Transform him into a hell creature that can endure torture for a long time and will not dissipate easily.

However, Jiang Li practiced the Nine Nether Dao Scripture, one of the most orthodox Nine Nether Dao inheritances.

Theoretically speaking, he could actually be considered an orthodox creature from hell.

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

When he was about to activate the Jiuyou Daojing, convert yin and yang, switch between life and death, and pass through the Well of Samsara, he suddenly found a force coming from the void and pouring into his body.

Before he could react, circles of brilliant Buddha light of great compassion and mercy emerged from his body.

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

Moreover, it is no longer the five layers of Buddha light as usual.

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

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

These nine layers of Buddha's light directly helped him block the power of the Well of Samsara.

You should know that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is one of the great powers in charge of the nine netherworlds.

Wherever his power is, it is an unimpeded pass.

Immediately afterwards, balls of pink flames like lotus leaves emerged from Jiang Li's body.

The flames were blazingly hot and had a powerful purifying effect.

This is the spiritual fire on the Lotus Boy.

Buddha's light and lotus flames wrapped around his body, seeming to cause some changes in his physique.

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

It makes him immune to most negative conditions, and under the protection of Buddha, it is difficult for him to die.

All attributes kept jumping upwards, the most obvious one was the lifespan column, the numbers were jumping so fast that it was hard to keep up.

In the blink of an eye, it has jumped over 200,000 and is still rising.

This saved him a lot of Nine Netherworld Fruits.

Obviously, he was not in Fengdu at this time, but the feedback he received from the two hall masters was even more 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! "Qiushui and Lingzhuzi are quite capable guys."

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

Continuing to accelerate downwards, the Kyushu Common People's Road ahead has become ineffective in this reincarnation well.

But now that we've come this far, it's too late to turn back.

It seems like endless evil thoughts, pulled by the cycle of reincarnation, can only plunge into the eighteen levels of hell where there is no way in or out.

After falling into the first layer of hell, the evil thoughts of Jiuzhou, which were originally almost untouchable and unfeeling, were forced to reveal their physical form.

It’s hard to say about other things, but a tongue has to grow no matter what.

Somehow, those hooks on the ground were able to hook out the tongue from that mass of evil thoughts.

A ball of black gas surged across the ground, leaving a field of bloody, wriggling tongues wherever it passed.

And every time the tongue was hooked out, the black mist would dissipate a little.

After Jiang Li had been wandering in the first level of hell for three hundred years with this huge group of evil thoughts, the evil thoughts visible to the naked eye had shrunk by half.

Things were going even smoother than he had imagined.

Then, Jiang Li led them one by one to the lower levels of the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

Once you are in hell, it is very difficult to escape from the bottom up, but it is very easy to fall from the top down.

Led by Jiang Li, this large group of evil thoughts enjoyed a full meal of the eighteen levels of hell one by one.

Perhaps, it is because they themselves are a collection of resentment and evil.

The punishments of the eighteen levels of hell are extremely effective in curbing the evil thoughts of sentient beings.

Basically, each layer can shrink by at least half.

By the time we reached the eighteenth level of hell, the endless black mass of evil thoughts that was originally like a vast ocean had turned into a not very large lake.

And the color is no longer so pitch black, but has become that kind of old gray that has been repeatedly starched and washed until it turns white.

Jiang Li could feel that this group of evil thoughts was gradually becoming like the ghost in Infernal Affairs.

I tried to summon a ball of cold ghost lantern flame to hit it, but after burning for a long time, it only burned a tiny bit.

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

There aren't many other impurities left. If it is refined for tens of thousands of years in the copper and iron liquid that switches day and night, it will probably be done.

At this time, the evil thoughts of sentient beings were no longer aggressive. Jiang Li evenly dispersed them throughout the eighteenth level of hell.

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

It is allowed to rotate day and night and be repeatedly refined by the copper and iron liquid.

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

Staying here for too long will do more harm than good to the Golden Immortal.

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

He had to stay here, constantly collecting the soul residues that had been refined to the extreme and integrating them into himself.

You can only endure endless suffering along with the evil thoughts of all living beings.

Fortunately, he is not like the monkey who was suppressed by the Six-Character Mantra of the Five Finger Mountain.

The Monkey King had no food at the time, and even under the barrier of the Six-Character Mantra, he couldn't absorb any spiritual energy.

It was weakened to that extent in just five hundred years under the destruction of copper juice and iron balls.

But this kind of thing is different when it happens to him.

His original many enhancement states, such as "Spiritual Energy Infusion", became very limited in effect due to the dilution of the flow of time.

But this time is different, and this time his real body has also come down.

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

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

This time, Jiang Li also brought the burial coffin down with him.

Of course he couldn't take the people of Heniuzhou with him. God knows what would happen if he took them into hell.

Therefore, before that, people had been asked to rebuild hundreds of earth-grade coffins and transfer all the people into them.

Jiang Li himself, carrying the newly vacated Yin Burial Coffin, embarked on this journey to the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

It is filled with top-quality ingredients and special elixirs from the Kyushu continent.

There were hundreds of heavenly-grade elixirs and heavenly-grade materials in total! He also collected a new set of seven types of immortal energy.

Just put it in your mouth and you can quickly put it together again, a very gorgeous enhanced state.

However, you need to be a little careful when doing this. When you stay in hell, there will naturally be no problem.

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

After the flow of time returns to normal, it will suddenly increase by two to the eighteenth power multiplied by three thousand seven hundred and fifty times! This kind of exaggerated instantaneous growth would make even a saint burp.

Even if he became a Golden Immortal by then, he would probably be blown up.

He opened the coffin and stuffed all the elixirs and medicines he had collected from the Fengdu Ghost City into his stomach.

Then make the states that appear constant one by one.

That familiar feeling of fullness soon returned to him.

This set of benefits is enough to ensure that he can practice without worries anywhere.

Even with all his strength he could only absorb one thousandth of the immortal energy and various powers that emerged from his body every moment.

According to custom, the excess was stuffed into the burial coffin.

With the current burial coffin, it should still be able to hold the immortal spirit and spiritual energy... I think so.

It is impossible to become an immortal in the eighteen levels of hell.

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However, the practice below the immortal level will not be affected.

Sitting cross-legged in this area like this, entering the state of Infernal Affairs, Jiang Li began an indefinite period of seclusion and hard practice.

His foundation was originally stronger than others, and the three flowers on his head had a total of 1,750 petals.

This means that in order to complete his cultivation in the Earthly Immortal realm, he would have to work 1,750 times harder than others and consume 1,750 times more resources.

This is something he needs to spend time and hard work on.

Even with the help of the best cultivation resources, it took him a full three hundred years to push his cultivation to perfection.

Next, he only needs to replenish the remaining two of the five energies in his chest, and he will reach the limit of an earthly immortal and can transform into an immortal at any time.

But his practice did not end there.

The contemporary Human Emperor made a strange move and sank himself into the boiling copper and iron soup.

From then on, Jiang Li's cultivation would be reduced a little during the day every day.

Then that night, after the molten copper solidified, he was able to quickly resume his practice.

On the contrary, every night, his soul was worn away a little.

And during the daytime of the next day, he would absorb the surrounding soul residues to fill that gap.

This goes on and on, seemingly without end.

It seems that the practice has reached its limit.

His cultivation level did not improve, and his soul was still the same soul.

All this seems to be a futile effort.

But in fact, his cultivation will become more solid and his soul will become more resilient with each passing day.

Under the Infernal Affairs Heart, time passes much faster than you imagine.

A thousand years pass in the blink of an eye, and five thousand years pass in a wave of the hand.

Ten thousand years is only enough time for a cup of tea, but a hundred thousand years is enough for a person to barely take a nap.

When Jiang Li woke up again from the repeated and arduous training.

He had been in the Eighteen Layers of Hell for a million years! As the last soul residue slowly floated to Jiang Li's side, he gently sucked it into his body.

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

The direct feeling is not obvious.

He simply dissipated the spiritual energy protection around his body.

Then the soul left the body, and the soul, which was almost the same as the physical body, fell onto the boiling copper and iron soup.

This feeling is somewhat strange.

He felt it carefully for a long time before he realized that something called fear was missing from his soul.

Because it seemed that nothing could completely hurt or destroy him, so the fear instinct deep in his soul naturally disappeared.

He reached out and scooped up a pool of copper water and splashed it on his face. He could feel the heat of the copper water, but did not feel any pain at all.

Because that no longer hurt his soul.

On Jiang Li's panel, there is a characteristic that was initially a tough soul, then a strong soul, and now, it has become an immortal soul of the underworld.

On his panel, the lifespan that had been reduced to only a few thousand years due to long-term seclusion now turned into “???”.

Combined with a body that possesses immortal properties.

Now Jiang Li is truly immortal and fearless of any challenges.

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

Then, his right eye flashed with blue light, and the realm of the end of the law was enveloped by him on the spirit ball.

The ball of spiritual energy began to expand immediately, but did not dissipate immediately.

Strands of energy emanated from it, but when one turned around, they re-entered the spiritual energy ball.

Not just Jiang Li's soul.

His spiritual energy had also been repeatedly worn out and tempered over millions of years.

At this time, it has become extremely solid and tough, and can even withstand the power of the End Dharma Spirit Pearl.

Even if we throw him into the Dharma Ending Age now, I'm afraid he can still live well.

"Hmm? What is this?"

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

Just when Jiang Li was studying his harvest over the past million years.

A round ball slowly floated past him.

Jiang Li was stunned for a long while before he recognized the ball in front of him as a burial coffin through the Ba Xia tortoise shell on it.

When he sensed it, he found that his coffin had jumped two levels from the intermediate heavenly level to the top heavenly level magic weapon at some point.

It is still the most extreme situation, and it is about to become a magical weapon at any time.

"But advancement is advancement, but how can you become so fat?"

The burial coffin, which had transformed into an armored Kunpeng, was now bulging more than a pufferfish, and was playing with its belly turned upside down. Where was the heroic and domineering aura it once had? "Well, why don't you transform back first and see?"

The Burial Yin Coffin was very excited to find that its owner had woken up.

After hearing the order, it waved its very small tail and changed back to its original coffin form.

But isn't this thing really a ball? After pressing the burial coffin, he felt the overflowing fairy spirit and other miscellaneous energies in it.

He could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

In the end it's still your own fault.

In the eighteenth level of hell, a million years passed in a flash.

But how much energy has he stuffed into the Yin Burial Coffin over millions of years?

If the coffin had not exploded by now, he would have woken up with a smile.

However, he was too embarrassed to use such a magic weapon.

I still have to find some time to help it lose weight.

(End of this chapter)