Chapter 4273 (1/2)

The other side only needs 100000 chaotic pills, but Luoxiu directly gives one million chaotic pills. This behavior may be silly in the eyes of other monks.

But for him, he didn't care about a million mudstones, and he didn't care to take advantage of it.

What's more, even if he gave a million chaotic daodan, the sword that the other party took out was far more valuable than that in the outside world.

Luoxiu can see that this thin man is very weak. He should have been trapped here for a long time, and even exhausted all his cultivation resources. Because he was too anxious to recover his own losses, he could not ask for help from Luoxiu, or even exchange a too elementary magic weapon for a mere 100000 chaotic daodan.

The thin man said thank you to Luoxiu, and then he could not wait to take out the chaotic daodan in the ring. With the Tao energy contained in chaos daodan being continuously absorbed and refined by him, the thin man's body gradually recovered and his skin was no longer so shriveled.

It didn't take long.

The thin man becomes a handsome young man.

”Thank you for your help. I've been here for millions of years. If you hadn't come, I would have run out of oil and die here.” The young man once again said thanks to Luoxiu.

”Millions of years?” Luoxiu was slightly stunned.

Before he entered the Xuanshen cave, he knew that, according to the traditional rules, the time spent in the Xuanshen cave for up to three years would be transmitted out. How could anyone stay here for millions of years?

Luo Xiu calculated the time, and his eyes shrunk slightly, ”are you a monk who came in when the Xuanshen cave opened before?”

”Yes.” The young man sighed, ”millions of years ago, when the mysterious God cave opened, I was one of the friars who came in to look for the magic medicine treasure. As a result, I was secretly plotted by several gangsters and was seriously injured. I escaped all the way and broke into this magic land.”

Hearing these four words, Luoxiu knew that it should be the name of the white fog area.

”You should feel it, too? As long as you are in the magic realm, even if you don't do anything, your cultivation will be gradually consumed, and your source of life will also be passing away. ”

”At the beginning, I also brought some chaos pills, as well as many magic medicines, pills and so on. This has lasted for millions of years, but it has almost run out of oil and the lamp is dry.”

When the young man said these words, Luo Xiu's heart could not help but have some doubts, because he did not feel that his cultivation was wasting, and he did not feel that his source of life was passing away.

But according to the young man's view, anyone who enters the magic world will have this situation. Why did he not?

On this point, Luoxiu thought a little, which should be related to his Zhenwu Avenue.

All the monks who can practice to his level must have built their own foundation of the Tao, because the road of practice is different, the method of practice and the road of perception are different, so is the foundation of the road.

The foundation of Luoxiu's road was destroyed once, and then rebuilt. The remodeled Zhenwu road is pure and extremely pure, which makes him integrated and perfect.

Therefore, his Zhenwu road condensed his own cultivation and life origin, so that the power that could deprive him of cultivation and life source in the magic mirror could not affect him.