Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

"Dare to ask this senior brother, how did you judge that the person just now was a demon?"

At this time, Yu Banxia and the others also rushed over and stood with Jiang Li, their spiritual energy condensed faintly to guard against the opponent's uprising.

"How to judge? Isn't that obvious?"

The monk Zhengyuan became a little puzzled now, and slowly put away his bold smile, and then walked to the side of the boy who was knocked away by him.

"This evildoer was full of yin qi just now, and he was ready to harm people with his teeth and claws. What else could he be if he wasn't a evildoer?"

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

At this moment, the boy who was lying on the ground like a lump of mud suddenly let out a few coughs with a feeling of liquid blockage in his throat. His chest heaved up again.

This young man is still alive.

"Huh? Why did the Yin Qi disappear?"

The monk who claimed to be a disciple of Cihang Temple scratched his head, still not understanding what happened.

"Qianqian, go see if there is any help."

"Brother, the yin qi just now is actually the effect of my magic, this young man is indeed not a demon."

"He is just like the other children in the square, just because of some reasons, he has been in a coma and can't wake up..."

"I also ask this senior to step back, so that our junior sister can see if we can heal him."

Jiang Li briefly explained the general situation of the coma of the children in southern India, and raised his right hand, condensing a cloud of yin as proof of this statement.

Seeing the Yin Qi in Jiang Li's hands, a trace of displeasure flashed in Zhengyuan's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"This...is it like this, and there are such strange diseases?"

"Amitabha, it was a poor monk who accidentally hurt a good man!"

"Sin of sin!"

This Zhengyuan seems to be a reasonable person, knowing that everyone was wary of him, and retreated a distance back.

"This junior sister, please also help the injured to heal."

"This is the Jade Bone Muscle Pill of my Cihang Temple. I apologize and hope to help this donor."

As he said that, he also took out a bottle of medicinal pill from his cuff and handed it over.

Jiang Li and the others stepped forward and separated him from the wounded, which made Lu Qianqian go behind him. Use the law to treat it.

Yu Banxia cautiously stepped forward to take the medicine pill, opened it and smelled it, but found no major problems, so he felt relieved.

On the one hand, their strength is limited, and on the other hand, they have no relationship with the boy for no reason. They didn't have the slightest intention to get ahead for that young man.

In fact, when Jiang Li released the Yin attribute aura just now, he was preparing for the opponent to use his strength to eliminate demons and defend the way.

At least from the perspective of cultivation, the monks in the late stage of Qi training are far away, and one can clean up their group of rookies.

In this case, of course, it is more appropriate to deal with the big things and the small ones.

"Senior Brother Zhengyuan, Gao Yi, we will try our best to treat that young man. It is a blessing for him to be able to eat this kind of elixir in his lifetime."

In fact, it is rare for a cultivator to know compensation after hurting a mortal.

And it is also the Yugu Shengji Pill, which is quite famous among the Huangjie pills. Good effect and low yield.

Outer sect disciples like them are hard to find channels to buy, how can they be willing to feed them to a mortal.

Speaking of which, this bottle of elixir may still have more components in the sealing fee.

After all, if you feed a mortal person to eat the elixir, the lower-grade Huangjie is fine, but if the medicine is of the highest-grade Huangjie, it is not very different from slapping him to death directly.

"Well, there's one more thing."

"Looking at the clothes of the younger brothers and sisters, they should be the disciples of the Tibetan Sutra Valley."

The relationship between several major sects in the Dazhongshan area is not bad.

It is said that there are often mutual exchange activities between the disciples under the sect, and even in history, there have been many chains of in-laws between the sects, and it is normal for each other to know the clothes of the disciples.

Of course, it's hard not to recognize the word "Tibetan" on their left chest.

Similarly, the monks on the opposite side also have obvious characteristics, that is, they are newcomers and rookies who have no experience, otherwise they should have recognized it long ago.

"That's right, I'm a disciple of the Cangjinggu sect, and I'm here to solve the problem of these comatose children in India."

Yu Banxia answered truthfully that the other party was unlikely to have any grudge against the sect, otherwise the fist just hit Jiang Li directly.

"Well, when the younger brothers and sisters came here, were they nearby and saw a cemetery, or some fierce place with a particularly heavy yin?"

Zhengyuan asked seriously, and now everyone understood.

It turned out that he first appeared to ask the local mortal official for directions, and then accidentally saw the teenager controlled by Jiang Li, and then suddenly shot.

"Sorry, we haven't seen the cemetery. But the king and officials of the Innan Kingdom are there, and they may be able to help you."

"Senior Brother Zhengyuan, what happened?"

The monk Zhengyuan shook his head, wondering if he didn't want to say more, or if he didn't understand the situation himself.

"If you haven't seen it, forget it. This area has not been peaceful recently. It seems that a monster has appeared."

"You'd better not leave the city here. After the matter here is settled, don't stay, go back to the sect as soon as possible."

Jiang Li and the others looked at each other, their faces were not very good-looking, could it be that the coma of these children has something to do with the monster? It's a matter of taking a mission.

"Thank you Senior Brother Zhengyuan for telling me, we will pay attention."

After thanking them, they introduced Zhengyuan to the king of Inan and asked the same question.

However, the answers of the local officials and the king were still disappointing.

"Graveyard? What is that?"

"Oh, the place to bury the dead? I'm sorry to the immortal masters and this master, there is no cemetery in our country."

"Our southern country of India has always been buried in water. If a citizen cannot return to the arms of the Mazu River after death, we think it is the greatest blasphemy to the deceased."

There are no burials in this country at all, and cemeteries are out of the question.

The kings and officials of the southern country have never even heard of the word "cemetery", which shows that this custom has a long history in their country.

Thinking about it now, walking all the way in the carriage, I did not see any grave bags or tombstones. This is quite abnormal for a mortal kingdom with extremely limited transportation capabilities. Because they couldn't bury the body too far.

Even in the modern age where cremation laws have been implemented for a long time, cement cemeteries can be seen everywhere on the mountain, but not here. It seems that what they said is true.

Didn't get what they wanted, the monk Zhengyuan reminded them vaguely and quickly left here after not spreading the news.

And this is just the beginning.

The news of the birth of this "monster" seems to have spread widely. After Zhengyuan left, four or five waves of monks came here to inquire.

They have loose cultivators and disciples from other sects nearby.

They have the same goals, but they are clearly not the same wave of people.

After Jiang Li and others met with the two waves of cultivators, they agreed that they could not be involved in this matter.

A group of young people in the early stage of Qi training and the middle stage of Qi training have not yet reached the level to be involved in this kind of thing.

They retreated to the palace of the Innan Kingdom, avoiding the outsiders, leaving the king and officials to receive them themselves.

They continued to study the comatose children, and the earlier the mission was completed, the earlier they could leave this place of right and wrong.

It's late today, it's too late to be back. I figured I could still write a chapter.

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