Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

"Boy, do you know why the Sutra Valley is called the Sutra Valley?"

Jiang Li was looking at the dilapidated hall, thinking that no one would come to repair it.

Elder Li, who has not spoken much, suddenly asked such a question.

"It's because our sect has the largest scripture collection pavilion in the Dazhongshan area, and the largest collection of scriptures."

This was what Weng Sanqi told him when he chose to join the sect at the time.

"Yeah, the Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion, then do you know how the practice books in our Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion came from?"

Elder Li approached the dilapidated hall and stroked the door that was missing a corner, sighing a little.

This time, he didn't wait for Jiang Li to answer, he just started talking on his own.

This made Jiang Li finally know some of the history and secrets of the sect.

At the beginning of joining the sect, he knew that the Tibetan Sutra Valley was a force formed because of the birth of an ancient ruin more than 200 years ago, and many scattered cultivators united to occupy the ruins.

But he never knew what that relic was. Now listening to Elder Li, he realized that the foundation of this sect was the ruined hall in front of him.

Walking around the entire hall, you can find that there are four gates in the hall.

On the four doors, "God", "Fa", "Physical" and "Skill" are written in four big characters, which represent the four avenues for monks to practice.

And as long as you enter one of the gates, you can get a precious inheritance from ancient times in the hall.

The most commendable thing is that it is said that according to the aptitude and characteristics of the disciples entering the scripture hall, the teaching is most suitable for his inheritance, and even if the exercises are incomplete, it can be of great help to the practitioners.

and many more! . . Incomplete skills?

Jiang Li suddenly remembered that book, which was only the remnants of the Qi-refining period, the ancient practice "Withered Wood Yaoshu".

Could it be said that so many incomplete ancient exercises in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion were inherited from the ancestors of the sect?

Jiang Li had this question, and Elder Li immediately gave a positive answer.

This scripture hall was originally a relic left by a certain immortal gate in the ancient times, but it has long lost its power after being honed by time.

After the destruction of the war when the ruins were born, it was even more seriously damaged.

Moreover, the system of the immortal cultivation world in the ancient times is far from the present. It is even more difficult for them to repair it. In order to prevent further damage, they can only temporarily keep it as it is.

Because of this, the function of the Hall of Biography is seriously damaged. What kind of inheritance can be obtained in it, one depends on understanding, and the other depends on chance.

Over the years, countless inner disciples and high-level sect leaders have entered the Hall of Biography, just like ants moving house, comprehending and transcribing the ancient exercises little by little. .

Coupled with the self-cultivation methods contributed by a large number of loose cultivators at that time, this has formed the first Buddhist scriptures pavilion in Dazhongshan today.

After listening to Elder Li finished speaking, Jiang Li glanced at his pitiful comprehension score, which was still only 1.1. Obviously, it was a bit of a pain in the ass.

"Then make a choice, the four palace gates, which one do you want to enter?"

There is no doubt that the four gates represent the practice of magic, qigong, body, and divine passage.

Jiang Li pondered for a long time, and finally spoke up.

"I want to enter the Hall of Divine Characters."

There is no other reason. He already has Qi and physical exercises, as well as magic spells, but the practice of divine exercises is very precious and is not something he can access now.

In the future, there will still be opportunities for this hall of scriptures, and the most urgent task now is to make up for the huge shortcoming of practicing gods.

"Well, a smart choice. If you have a good chance and understanding, this passage of scriptures may allow you to grasp three points in the future when you build your foundation."

Elder Li stopped when he clicked, but it also made Jiang Li a little enlightened. I was afraid that mastering a magic practice method would also be of great help to the breakthrough of the cultivator's realm.

"Then, I will trouble Elder Li."

I saw that Elder Li first took out two middle-grade spirit stones, which were embedded in the grooves on both sides of the temple gate. on the door of the hall.

In the creaking sound, the door of the god character slowly opened.

"Go into the main hall and sit in meditation facing the stone tablet!"

"You only have one hour! Hurry up!"

The energy consumption of this hall is really huge, and it only takes two middle-grade spirit stones to open it for one hour.

Before Jiang Li had time to sigh, he hurried into the hall under Elder Li's urging.

In the middle of the hall, there is a black stone tablet cut off by the middle, which is very eye-catching.

What did the cultivators do in this hall of scriptures back then? Wouldn't it be good to find a place where no one was there to punch their brains out? This rare ancient inheritance has to be labeled like this.

Jiang Li was helpless, put aside the complaints that filled his stomach, concentrated his breath, and sat down on a futon in front of the stone monument.

As he sat on the futon, this change in weight just started a small-scale formation that had been set up in advance.

The light of the formation lit up slightly, and it was placed in an incense burner in front of the futon, and a yellow incense stick was automatically lit.

"Amitabha is merciful and merciful, give me an awesome super exercise."

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, Jiang Li prayed mindlessly.

However, this time, his metaphysical operation seems to have played a role.

Somewhere, something warm seemed to envelope him, and his spiritual consciousness gradually calmed down.

It was as if something was whispering something in his ear, he didn't hear it clearly, and he didn't answer it, but the voice seemed to have gotten the answer.

After a while, the voice began to speak slowly again.

The voice is still cut to the slightest, murmuring inaudible.

Jiang Li wanted to hear the voice with all his strength, his brows furrowed more and more tightly, but he still got nothing. His chest heaved and his mood gradually became restless.

Until a wisp of fragrance spread to the tip of his nose, making his brows slowly stretch, and his mind quietly became empty and clear.

The whispering in the ear can finally be heard intermittently.

It's obviously just a fragment of the language that is not followed by the foreword, but the notes and bytes are like thunder, and they are full of inspiration.

When every clear syllable sounded in his ear, Jiang Li seemed to have a feeling that he would be enlightened at any time.

Golden light ~ Lotus ~ Purple Bamboo ~ The rhythm of the world is mysterious, turning into a picture that is not clear, and Jiang Li is fascinated by it.

It seems that the mystery of the world is in front of you, as long as you take the first step and move forward a little bit, you can grasp everything in the palm of your hand.

However, that feeling is always out of reach.

Before he knew it, Jiang Li was completely absorbed in it, his mouth was intermittent, and the words were a little difficult, and he read out a few words.

"Big... since... in... 覌... world... sound... heart... sutra!"

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