Chapter 180 The coffin that is about to be advanced
It is true that the Hands Zen practiced by Monk Liaoyuan is very strong. The power after breaking the Zen is enough for him to suppress most of the foundations.
But this Zen technique also has a minor shortcoming.
Because his hands are closed all year round, his life is extremely inconvenient, let alone practicing boxing and consecutive martial arts.
Without systematic practice, no matter how good your fighting talent is, it is just a wild goose chase.
In Jiang Li's eyes, the reason for this little giant's state was that although he was very powerful, his attacks were just random punches.
Forget about the rules, he didn't even find his own rhythm.
This is in sharp contrast to Jiang Li, who has always had his own experience in hammering mountains.
Coupled with the blessing of Jindan Taoist Heart, Jiang Li's neural reaction speed is far faster than his. Even when using the same level of power, he can have an absolute upper hand.
Jiang Li's fist no longer collided with the opponent's hardest fist, but hit the relatively fragile phalanges every time.
After seven punches in a row, Liao Yuan had seven of his fingers broken. When he realized something was wrong, he could no longer hold his fist, and the twisted finger bones were shocking to see.
The battle is still going on, and Monk Liaoyuan is still trying to attack with other parts of his body. But anyone with a discerning eye can see that he doesn't have much hope of making a comeback.
As time goes by, the power in the opponent's body continues to weaken. The little giant-like figure is gradually returning to normal.
Finally, after holding on for half an hour, Monk Liaoyuan finally fell to the ground and could no longer stand up.
The whirlpool of spiritual energy on the opponent's body finally slowly dissipated at this moment. Liao Yuan's whole body lit up with a burst of golden light and then completely calmed down.
Although he had no choice but to lose in the end, Liaoyuan actually successfully completed the foundation construction at this time and broke through to the foundation construction stage.
It is unlikely that a top-level genius like this in the Dazhong Mountain area will fail if he breaks through the foundation building bottleneck.
And relying on the special Buddhist skills, the hundreds of punches that Jiang Li just hit not only did not cause him to fail in building the foundation, but also played an auxiliary tempering effect on him.
Jiang Li made a profit, but he didn't lose either.
After lying down for a while, Liaoyuan's injury stabilized and he returned to the second arena to continue meditating.
The Bailianshan disciple who was kicked to the tenth place originally wanted to take back the second stage. At that time, he had become a foundation builder. Although he suffered serious injuries, he was still not sure.
As the last grain of sand from the large hourglass fell, the black and white second batch made from the huge jade wall suddenly emitted a colorful ray of light that shot straight into the sky.
This means that all rankings have been finalized, and this Dazhong Mountain Monk Competition has come to a successful conclusion!
Jiang Li undoubtedly ranked first in the Qi Refining Stage. He directly obtained 10% of the allocated share for his sect.
Including the efforts of others, in the final calculation, Zangjing Valley will receive 19.85% of the output share of the Secret Medicine Garden in the next ten years.
Jiang Li alone contributed half of the nearly one-fifth share.
This is also the reason why all the sects are trying their best to compete for the top spot. The interests represented here are really too great.
It's a pity that the great demon king Jiang Li is here, and the disciples of other sects don't have any chance.
At this point, the entire competition is completely over. Zangjing Valley and Shushan Five Elements Peak, which respectively took the first place in the two competitions, became the biggest winners.
Such a grand gathering ended, but the many sects and casual cultivators gathered in the misty mountains did not disperse.
Because now that the distribution share has been determined, the secret realm of the medicine garden will be officially mined.
It won't be long before a large number of rare and precious elixirs of old age will be produced in an endless stream from the medicine garden. Through the trade network, they will eventually benefit every monk in the Dazhong Mountain area.
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A few days later, in the city that never sleeps.
The avatar of Jiuyou, who claimed to be the layman of Qingshan, once again harvested a wave of spiritual root seeds and met Yan Hong who had returned from Yinnan Kingdom.
The other party was dusty, his eyes were bloodshot, he looked emotional and he had not slept for several days.
But looking at the uncontrollable smile on his face, there should be nothing wrong with him this time.
"Jiang Li, is this your incarnation?"
In the Manjianghong secret room, Yan Hong circled around Jiuyou's clone and looked at it.
Of course, it is impossible for Jiuyou's clone to use the appearance of Qingshan layman to meet Yan Hong.
Trust is trust, the fewer people know about some things, the better. After he let the clone change his appearance, he excused himself by saying that it was the result of a new magic technique he had learned.
"Of course it's me, tell me quickly, how's the harvest in Innan?"
Jiang Li's voice came out from the mouths of the messenger spirit stone and the clone at the same time. Even the tone and timbre were the same. Yan Hong breathed a sigh of relief and confirmed the identity of Jiang Li's clone.
"Hey, I don't know why you want so many souls, but this is indeed a great harvest."
Yan Hong walked into a warehouse with his clone and saw two kinds of goods piled inside.
One type is, of course, the soul-containing cloth bags that Jiang Li is familiar with. Each one is filled to the brim with souls, and the hill formed by stacking them together has almost reached the roof of the house.
"Ordinary souls are too fragile under the thunder tribulation. It is estimated that more than 60% of the ghost souls have been split apart by the thunder tribulation."
"The remaining ones did not dare to approach the city where the aura of thunder and lightning remained, and scattered around the capital of Innan."
"This caused some trouble for our collection work, but we still collected these within seven days."
"Four hundred and seventy-three thousand souls!"
Yan Hong pretended to be calm and reported a number. Under normal circumstances, this number of ghosts would be the harvest of Manjianghong Inn in a year.
Jiang Li felt excited. The total number of souls he currently buried in the coffin was probably this number.
Sure enough, a person cannot be rich without a windfall, and most of the ghosts in his coffin come from the master massacre of the city. If he accumulates slowly, when will he get the full result?
Raising his hand and throwing it, the burial coffin quickly enlarged, the coffin board opened, and a strong suction force was automatically generated in it.
Those soul-containing cloth bags that were stuffed with souls until they were about to explode actually didn't weigh much. They were quickly captured by the suction force and were all put into the burial coffin.
Yan Hong knew a little bit about Jiang Li's possession of a magic weapon for storage.
But he didn't expect that the space for storing magic weapons would be so large, and it could easily hold these bags.
As a businessman, he is naturally envious of this. After all, a warehouse that can be carried with you is so useful in storage and transportation, how much work it can save.
But obviously, this kind of good thing is definitely not something he can get his hands on now.
"Then what do these jars over here contain?"
Jiang Li's clone looked to the other side, and there were obviously more. Large clay jars filled up half of the warehouse.
The quality of these jars is very new, and there are traces of recent transportation everywhere. They are obviously harvested by Yan Hong from the direction of Yinnan.
But in that barren land, what else could they find attractive?
Yan Hong didn't show off too much. He patted open the seal of a jar and uncovered a yellow talisman at the mouth of the jar.
Immediately, a strong smell of blood spread. This smell was not pleasant. Combined with the red to slightly black liquid in the jar, the answer was already very obvious.
"This is...human blood."
Jiang Li was stunned and immediately smelled it.
"All the jars here are filled with human blood?"
He couldn't help but be a little stunned when he looked at the large number of clay pots piled up.
The death toll in India this time is probably over one million. And each human weighing about 60 kilograms has more than 4.2 liters of blood in his body.
The blood of more than one million people, if all were drawn out, could probably fill two standard swimming pools for international competitions in previous lives.
Thinking about that scene makes people feel a little uncomfortable.
Yan Hong and others were not the first to arrive at the scene, and they had to hire help to draw blood.
After some operations, this was all the blood left in the two standard swimming pools.
However, at a glance, half the warehouse was filled with clay jars, which was an astonishing number.
"Yes, you asked me to collect a lot of monster blood and beast blood before. I thought that this human blood might be of some use to you, so I spent some spirit stones for the little demon and casual cultivators to collect."
Jiang Li nodded, very satisfied with this. In the world of immortality, humans are the primates of all things, and they are somewhat special. Although there is no aura in this blood, it is one of the several types of blood that the vampire tree loves.
"It's been a big help. This blood is very useful to me."
Yan Hong is one of Jiang Li's few friends. Although he is weak in cultivation, he will never be able to catch up with Jiang Li's footsteps in cultivation.
But with him managing Manjianghong behind him, it can bring him surprises from time to time.
As a businessman, as long as the backend is strong enough, it is acceptable to be weak in strength.
The burial coffin floating in the air turned around, and the dark opening of the coffin was pointed at the piled clay jars.
The suction force emerged again, collecting the rows of jars into the coffin.
Buzz!
When collecting the jar, the floating burial coffin suddenly trembled, and a wave of spiritual energy leaked out uncontrollably.
Jiang Li frowned and asked his avatar to press on the coffin board to help the Yin Burial Coffin stabilize its aura.
After the influx of 470,000 souls, the entire burial coffin began to undergo some changes.
The coffin, whose aura was originally so obscure that it was difficult for others to detect, began to leak out aura from time to time, and its gray appearance also revealed some aura.
The changes inside the coffin were even more earth-shaking.
The internal space, which was already very spacious and could support a Quidditch game, was expanded again at this time.
Qin Shuman, the owner of the ghost market who was working hard in the coffin, suddenly discovered why this space was shaken.
The rich Yin Burial Spiritual Energy surged in the space, frightening her to the point of turning pale. She quickly ran back to hide in the mud shell of her statue, and watched the changes in the space through the cracked gap.
The space in the coffin suddenly began to expand due to vibrations.
The glowing moss that originally covered every corner of the coffin was torn apart in the suddenly enlarged space.
The dreamy fluorescence that had just enveloped the entire coffin space was torn into countless unevenly shaped luminous blocks, exposing the gray wood beneath the moss.
That scene is simply like the end of the world.
But fortunately, although it looks scary, what actually happened is a good thing.
The only problem is that it will probably take several more days for the glowing moss to re-cover and expand the empty areas.
It is precisely because of the space growth of the Yin Burial Coffin that it has reached the limit that the Mysterious Level magic weapon can support.
It is too difficult for the coffin itself to carry such a huge space, which causes the spiritual energy of the burial coffin to be unstable.
Raise your hand to recall the burial coffin.
At this time, the number of ghosts in the coffin space has reached an astonishing 950,000!
The Tomb Burial Coffin finally began to show signs of advancement and a strong demand.
As the owner of the magic weapon, Jiang Li can relatively clearly feel the situation of the burial coffin.
It seems that millions of ghosts should be the most important condition for promoting the advancement of the Tomb Burial Coffin.
Only when this harsh condition is met can the coffin advancement be triggered, and other preparations will also be meaningful.
In addition, in order to strengthen the main material of the burial coffin, enough blood is also one of the necessary conditions. Jiang Li had already anticipated this and made many preparations. With this large amount of human blood, the distance requirement was also high.
Not too far apart.
But in addition, he also sensed that the advancement of the coffin requires a lot of other materials.
Large quantity, high quality, expensive price!
To do this, he would probably have to spend a huge sum of spiritual stones. Most Golden Elixir monks would have to resort to selling iron.
He won the first place in the competition for the sect, and he indeed received a lot of rewards.
But that is obviously not the same as what is needed to advance an earth-level magic weapon.
"It seems like I have to earn more spiritual stones."
"Yan Hong, what do you think we can do in this city that never sleeps to earn spiritual stones?"
Jiang Li scratched his head, thinking about this problem with some distress.
He originally thought that, as well as some status bar plug-ins, the demand for spiritual stones would be quite limited. Unexpectedly, he picked up a magic weapon at random and turned out to be a big money swallower.
Yan Hong obviously spent a lot of time thinking about wealth management. When Jiang Li asked about this aspect, he hit the spot. As soon as he started chatting, he talked non-stop about all kinds of business that Jiang Li had heard of and never heard of before. What he said was very clear and logical.
However, given the structure of a Qi-training monk, it is unlikely that he would be able to earn an earth-level magic weapon even if he was given ten lifetimes.
If you want to get a large amount of spiritual stones in a short period of time, you must use the Qingshan layman who is a golden elixir monk.
The business you do must also be low-cost, less difficult, non-competitive, and make money quickly.
When asked about a business that met this condition, Yan Hong's rapid-fire mouth suddenly became silent. He turned to look at Jiang Li with a hesitant look, as if he had asked some strange question.