Xiuxian!My buff status has no time limit

The girl fell on the ground and was about to cry. After being lifted up by Jiang Li, she raised a pair of shining eyes and looked at him.

"The little girl was playing with the maid in the street, but she was molested by the butcher Zhang. The villain usually runs rampant in the village, and today, today, he is going to marry the little girl by force. Be his No. 13 concubine!" !"

"Thanks to the help of the young master, I was able to survive the disaster. The young master is very kind, and the little girl has nothing to repay. Tonight, the parents are out and there is no one at home. Please come to the mansion to rest for a while, and let the little girl repay a little bit!"

The girl was shy and shy with no clothes covering her body, Jiang Li couldn't bear to refuse, so she agreed directly.

Picking up the two pieces of rags from the ground, they put them on for her again, and then walked out of the alley under the guidance of the other party.

Jiang Li walked behind, with strong aura gathered in his eyes.He looked at the pink skull in front of him.

He thought in his heart, if the ghost's illusion was too disgusting after breaking, he would slap her to death on the spot.

But what I didn't expect was that, looking at the past at this glance, although the opponent's body was lingering with a strong purple-black aura, the skin was not fake. The beauty between the boundaries of life and death.

Jiang Li couldn't figure it out for a while, he didn't know if he didn't see through the other party's disguise, or there were other reasons.

However, he has now developed a lot of interest in this Qilu ghost city, so he can't startle the snake for the time being.

The ghost market has always been famous for its elusiveness. If they are alarmed and all of them run away at once, even the monks who form alchemy will have to be caught blind when they come.

A few steps behind, Jiang Li took out a small coffin from his arms.Without a trace, it was thrown into the darkness behind him.

"What's wrong, son?"

The woman walked to the entrance of the alley and found that Jiang Li hadn't followed, so she turned her head and called softly.

"It's okay, I'm just thinking...Miss is so beautiful, I still don't know her name."

"The little girl's name is Qin Shuman..."

While chatting about their life experiences, the two walked along the ghost market. The ghosts on the road seemed to be unable to see them at all, or none of the ghosts dared to look directly at the two walking side by side.

Jiang Li is a strong and strong man with a strong yang energy, and beside him is a stunning beauty with revealing clothes, even a ghost can't help but take a second look.

But there is no such thing as a ghost.

Jiang Li looked at the person next to him with even more curiosity.

Soon, the ghost market came to an end, and a luxuriously decorated courtyard appeared in front of it. Two red lanterns were hung in front of the gate, but the red light did not make people feel the slightest warmth. .

"Young master, please follow the little girl into the mansion to rest..."

Qin Shuman, who didn't know whether it was a man or a ghost, saluted generously, stepped forward and pushed open the door of the mansion. Inside, he could vaguely see pavilions, towers and pavilions in the mist. It was undoubtedly a wealthy family.

This is like asking for a child with a lot of money. Although it is a routine, it can't stand the temptation.

Jiang Li was looking at the mansion covered by illusion. I have to say that Qin Shuman's decoration design concept is really good to transform a ruined temple into such an appearance. If you don't want to be a ghost, you can do it furnish.

"The pinks are all skeletons. This little brother has already stepped into the gate of hell and doesn't know it. Ahem, if you donate a bowl of blood to quench the old man's thirst, there may be a way out."

At this time, in the shadow not far away, an old man walked slowly leading a donkey. On the donkey's back, the little girl had a bunch of bright red candied haws in her hands, and she was shaking her head happily.

"My lord, don't pay attention to him, he is our well-known lunatic, he is always bluffing and deceiving!"

"Come on! Beat him to death with a stick!"

Qin Shuman seemed to know each other, and it seemed like a different person at this moment, without the slightest bit of shyness just now.

After yelling, dozens of ghosts dressed as domestic servants rushed out of the Qin mansion and rushed towards the donkey old man.

With this posture, how could the butcher just now dare to rob her of the civilian girl.

"Monster! How dare you be presumptuous! It's your fate to hit the old man's hand today!"

The old man untied a wooden stick from the donkey, and pointed forward repeatedly, easily blasting dozens of servants into flying ashes.

The girl on the donkey clapped her hands and cheered loudly, as if she saw something very interesting.

Then the old man took out a stack of pitch-black talisman papers and pasted them on the stick. The dense black talisman papers were hung on the wooden stick, forming a magic weapon like a howling stick, and hit Qin Shuman.

Jiang Li could clearly see that the aura had clearly reached the level of building a foundation.Although it looks far from being as powerful as the brothers of the Zongmen, ordinary ghosts are no match for the Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Qin Shuman saw that the situation was wrong, so he didn't care about continuing to pretend. The cloth on his body, which was not much at first, suddenly became longer, and he manipulated these white silks to face each other.

From the mansion, more servants and ghost soldiers swarmed in.

But ghosts are ghosts, extremely filthy, and without a body to contain them, it is too easy to be restrained.

The two hundred ghost soldiers who rushed over didn't last long. They were beaten to pieces under the sway of black talisman paper, and the white silk flying in the air was also torn to pieces.

A foundation-building cultivator of unknown origin fought fiercely with the evil female ghost in the seven-way ghost city.

But Jiang Li, who seemed harmless to humans and animals, was ignored and ignored.

Judging from the dialogue between one person and one ghost, they should have known each other before.

In fact, this donkey old man has already set his sights on the Qitu ghost market, intending to capture all the ghosts in this town to refine magic treasures and talismans.

However, when they attacked the ghost market many times, they either frightened the snakes and made all the ghosts flee without a trace in an instant, or they encountered this beautiful female ghost and were beaten out by the other party with some ghost soldiers.

He stayed silent for several years, and finally refined a thousand black talismans, and then came to catch ghosts again.

But for some unknown reason, there seemed to be a problem with the original 200 ghost soldiers in Qilu Ghost City. No matter how the opponent lost, only more than [-] ghost soldiers came out.

It can only be said that God helped me too!The old man was overjoyed, and with a black talisman howling stick in his hand, he attacked again and again.

"My lord! My lord, save me!"

Qin Shuman had suffered from the black talisman before, so he was very afraid of the power of the howling stick.Under the attack of the black talisman stick, he could only dodge again and again.

Don't look at her like this, she still likes to act in the scene of being robbed of a commoner's daughter every now and then, but this little girl is the real master of Qilu ghost market.

After all, it's just a ghost town in a small town. Isn't this kind of ghost that can directly compete with the monks in the foundation building period already rare and powerful?

If Jiang Li was only in the ordinary Qi refining stage, he would really be shivering in this battle.

Qin Shuman, the lord of the ghost city, was also very strange tonight. Obviously her own ghost soldiers were in the town, but no matter how she called, they never came to support them.

But at this time, she didn't have time to care too much.

Quickly hid behind Jiang Li, a "mortal", her long black claws appeared in her hands, ready to use Jiang Li as a shield, and only waited for the opponent to withdraw the stick, she rushed up to dig out the opponent's heart.

However, what is the life of a "mortal"?Seeing Jiang Li standing in front of the female ghost, the old man hesitated for a moment.

"The boy is obsessed with obsession, so don't blame the old man for being ruthless."

The wooden stick with the black talisman paper didn't stop at all, and hit Qin Shuman behind Jiang Li, and before that, it would definitely hit Jiang Li who was standing in front.

The poor "mortal warrior" was about to be smashed to pieces by the long stick in the next moment.

However, Jiang Li was still unhurried, just took off his gloves, and then punched out.

boom!Click!

Jiang Li punched out against the wooden stick, the wooden stick, which is powerful enough to envelop the aura, was firmly discounted into two sections by this blow.

The old man's face changed instantly, and his face was full of shock and disbelief.

"Miss Qin, I have protected your safety. It's not good for you to do this."

Jiang Li didn't blame the old man, but turned to look at the owner of the ghost market.

Behind Jiang Li, a pitch-black sharp claw grabbed his back from behind, but it was blocked by the breast-guard and could not get any further.

The female ghost looked resigned to the failed sneak attack, but what she didn't know was that Jiang Li was not protected by the breast-guard, but her.

Whoa!

The prison dragon lock around her waist automatically flew out, wrapping the female ghost tightly and making her unable to move.

Then Jiang Li clenched his fists and walked towards the grandparents in front of him.

"I'm obsessed with obsession, right?"

boom!

"He's ruthless under the stick, isn't he?"

boom!

Jiang Li appeared in front of the old man as if teleporting, punched the opponent's eye socket, and directly punched the opponent tens of meters away.

Before the opponent landed, he caught up with him like a shadow, punched the opponent's eye socket on the other side, and precisely knocked him back to his original position. His head was deformed and his eye sockets were sunken.

But the strange thing is that there is no blood flowing out of it.

It has to be said that the gap between ordinary casual cultivators and sect disciples is really not that big.

Just pull out a foundation building from the Sutra Valley, and it can beat two or three of the things in front of you.

Jiang Li's two punches were the opponent's ruthless killing move just now.

He looked at the little girl sitting on the quilt of the donkey again. The cheerful expression on the other side's face was finally unbearable.

"Why don't you laugh? Don't applaud? It's just a puppet, who do you want to hide?"

The little girl still looked ignorant and didn't understand, but the panic in her eyes gave him away.

"Give you three breaths of time to return to your original form, or I will beat you back to your original form with my own hands."

Jiang Li raised his foot and stomped down, and the ground under his feet surged like a tide, making the donkey unsteady and fell directly to the ground.

"Senior, spare your life! Senior, spare your life!"

Sure enough, the little girl stopped pretending to be stupid and stood up from the ground, but the voice that came out of his mouth was clearly a male voice.

After repeatedly begging for mercy, his body began to swell, the child's clothes were stretched to pieces, and he quickly returned to a short middle-aged man with greasy hair and pink face.

This cultivator's puppet technique is not very good. He already noticed the clues when he first saw the leftovers from Jiang Li's play, so he didn't bother to pay attention to them when he was outside the town.

"Tell me, what's the matter with your black talisman paper, hand over the refining method, and I can spare your life."

The middle-aged man with oily hair and flour noodles seemed to casually glance at the donkey, and Jiang Li followed his gaze.

But in the blink of an eye, the middle-aged monk violently rose up, holding two talisman papers, and hit Jiang Li's chest.

But his talisman only passed through an afterimage, and the next moment, Jiang Li's sweeping legs swept over from behind, kicking his head flying out.

"It's a pity. I wanted to give you a chance to help me draw a talisman and save my life, but if you don't cherish it, there is nothing you can do."

Jiang Li shook his head, the second parallel consciousness is still experiencing insect life in a butterfly, not in him, and now he still has some violent power that cannot be controlled.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the methods that can effectively control the monks in the foundation period are too difficult and expensive. This guy has no such value at all, and he is dishonest, so he simply kicked him out.

He went to the donkey and flipped through the package, but found nothing but some clothes and food.

This made him a little strange. Generally, casual cultivators are not capable of arranging defensive formations for their residences. When they feel insecure, they usually carry important things with them. Is this guy really so clean, except for a few talisman papers? Nothing else?

Jiang Li didn't believe it, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration when he saw the donkey in front of him.

A monk, even if he can walk faster than a galloping horse, why does he have to sit on this donkey all the time?

Is it difficult?

Jiang Li observed carefully, and actually found a long and narrow incision on the donkey's stomach, which was sewn with a long and thin hemp rope.

The two sides facing the knife edge were torn open directly, the hemp rope broke, and a large amount of blood and internal organs poured out from it. The donkey fell to the ground, and what fell out was a waterproof cloth bag.

In the absence of a magic weapon for storage, the monks really can think of any way.

Jiang Li dug out two books from the cloth bag, one was shape-changing technique, and the other was ghost talisman book, which were the other's two housekeeping skills.

Nodding, he's fairly satisfied with that.One can change the shape, and the other seems to be a method of making a talisman with a negative attribute. Looking back and seeing how it looks, I should be able to learn it myself.

If it really doesn't work, after handing it over to the Valley of the Tibetan Scriptures, you can get a good contribution.

Putting away his gains, Jiang Li walked to Qin Shuman's side again.

The owner of the ghost city can already be confirmed to be a ghost without a doubt, and there is another entity. It should be after using the corpse to hide the soul that it is difficult to see through it.

It's just that after being completely restrained by the Prisoner Dragon Lock, the opponent should no longer be able to use blindfolding techniques, but the corpse in front of him looks exactly the same as the opponent's soul body, which is a bit strange.

Chapter 147 The God of Fortune?

"I said, Miss Qin, there's no need for you to pretend to be dead, right?"

Jiang Li took back most of the iron chains, and in order to prevent the opponent's soul from escaping, he still left a shackle on the opponent's slender ankle.

In this case, the suppression effect of Prisoner Dragon Lock should have become very low, and the opponent should not be unable to even re-possess.It's not a big deal to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead.

呲呲呲!

Jiang Li turned over the opponent's palm, and pressed his index finger directly on it.Just like the effect of a soldering iron touching butter, wisps of white smoke suddenly appeared from the cold and pale palm, and the center gradually charred and sunken.

Seeing that the beautiful palm was about to be burnt through by Jiang Li, Qin Shuman, who had been pretending to be dead, suddenly opened his eyes, and immediately uttered a mournful howl.