Martial Dao Great Emperor

Chapter 4273 Divine and Demonic Realm

The other party only wanted 100,000 Chaos Dao Pills, but Luo Xiu directly gave him 1 million Chaos Dao Pills. Such behavior may seem silly to other monks.

But for Luo Xiu, he didn't care about this mere million Chaos Dao Pills, and he didn't bother to take advantage of it.

Besides, even if he gave him one million Chaos Dao Pills, the value of the sword that the other party took out would far exceed this value in the outside world.

Luo Xiu could tell that the skinny man in front of him was already very weak. He must have been trapped here for a long time, and even all the training resources in him were exhausted because he was too in urgent need of training resources to restore himself. Because of the loss, he had no choice but to ask Luo Xiu for help, and even exchanged a low-level divine weapon for a mere hundred thousand Chaos Dao Pills.

The skinny man said thank you to Luo Xiu, and then he couldn't wait to take out the Chaos Dao Pill from the ring. As the Dao energy contained in the Chaos Dao Pill was continuously absorbed and refined by him, the skinny man's body gradually recovered, and his skin No longer so dry.

It didn't take long.

The skinny man turned into a handsome young man.

"I'm really grateful for your help, fellow Taoist. I have managed to persist here for millions of years. If you hadn't come here, I would have run out of gas and died here." The young man once again cupped his fists and thanked Luo Xiu.

"Millions of years?" Luo Xiu was slightly stunned.

Before he entered the Xuanshen Cave, he already knew that according to the traditional rules, he would be teleported out after staying in the Xuanshen Cave for a maximum of three years. How could someone stay here for millions of years?

Luo Xiu counted the time and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Are you the monk who came in when the Xuan Shen Cave was opened?"

"Yes." The young man sighed, "Millions of years ago when the Mysterious God's Cave was opened, I was one of the monks who came in to look for the magic medicine and treasures. As a result, I was plotted against by a few young people. I was severely injured and fled all the way. Next, I broke into this magical and magical realm.”

When Luo Xiu heard the words "God, Fantasy and Demon Realm", he knew that it should be the name of this white mist area.

"You must have felt it, right? As long as you are in the magical realm, even if you do nothing, your cultivation will gradually be consumed, and your life source will also be lost."

"I also carried some Chaos Dao Pills with me, as well as many magical medicines, elixirs, etc., and I have been able to persist for millions of years, but I have almost run out of fuel."

When the young man said these words, Luo Xiu couldn't help but feel a little confused, because he didn't feel that way. He didn't feel that his cultivation was being depleted, nor did he feel that his life source was passing away.

But according to the young man, this kind of situation will happen to anyone who enters the magical realm. Why didn't this happen to him?

Luo Xiu thought about this for a moment, and it should be related to his Zhenwu Dao.

Monks who can cultivate to his level must have created their own great foundation, because the path of cultivation is different, the method of cultivation, the great path of enlightenment are different, and the foundation of the great path created by each person is also different.

Luo Xiu's Dao foundation was damaged once before, and then rebuilt. The reshaped Zhenwu Dao was extremely pure, making him integrated and perfect.

Therefore, his Zhenwu Dao condensed his own cultivation and life origin, so that the power in the magical mirror that could deprive him of his cultivation and life origin could not act on him.

In a sense, Luo Xiu's Zhenwu Dao allowed him to create a body without leaks. The so-called "flawless" means perfect, without defects or flaws.

The foundation of the great path created by most monks will have some defects and flaws, so it is impossible to avoid the invisible erosion of the strange power in the fantasy and demonic realm.

Of course, there is no need for Luo Xiu to explain anything about this.

He knew nothing about this place, but the guy in front of him seemed to know a lot about it.

"One million Chaos Dao Pills is not enough for you to fully recover. These resources should be enough for you to recover." While speaking, Luo Xiu handed over another ring, and inside this ring, another Received three million Chaos Dao Pills.

This made the young man opposite him stunned, because in his life, he had never met such a generous monk as Luo Xiu. After all, they were strangers to each other.

Although he gave the opponent a very basic magic weapon, he knew very well that that kind of magic weapon would have no effect at all in a place like the magical realm.

What's more, for a monk in the Supreme Realm, millions of high-quality Chaos Dao Pills are not something ordinary people can get. It may be all or most of the other person's net worth.

Seeing the other party's expression, Luo Xiu didn't explain anything. To be honest, he really didn't pay much attention to these millions of Chaos Dao Pills. He got a lot of magic medicine in the medicine garden in the previous formation. , there are a large number of ordinary magic medicines, top-level magic medicines, not to mention millions of Chaos Dao Pills, which are worth tens of millions or hundreds of millions. Even the value of these magic medicines cannot be calculated using Chaos Dao Pills.

Of course, Luo Xiu is not so generous to everyone, he just wants to know more about the situation here through the person in front of him.

There was a slight silence.

The young man did not refuse and took the ring handed over by Luo Xiu. Then he took a step back and gave Luo Xiu a big gift. Then he sat down cross-legged and took out all the Chaos Dao Pills to restore the lost cultivation.

A few days later.

The young man recovered completely, clasped his fists to Luo Xiu and said, "I will bear in mind the kindness of my fellow Taoist. My name is Cheng He, and I come from the Tianwu Divine Sword Sect."

At this time, he truly introduced himself formally.

"Fellow Taoist, you don't need to be so polite. My name is Luo Xiu. As for me helping, it's because I don't know much about this place, and fellow Taoist has been trapped here for millions of years, so he should know a lot of things." Luo Xiu said.

Cheng He nodded and didn't say any more words of thanks. In fact, his character has always been like this. It's enough to say thank you once. Saying more would make it seem pretentious. He just needs to keep the other person's kindness in his heart.

"Do you know the origin of the magical realm?" Cheng He said.

"I don't know. In fact, if you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known this place was called the Magic Realm." Luo Xiu shook his head.

"Fellow Taoist, you don't even know about the Divine Illusion and Demonic Realm. Didn't your sect elders tell you when you entered the Mysterious God Cave?" Cheng He was stunned, because as far as he knew, monks from all major sects entered the Mysterious God Cave. Before entering the cave, they will be told something about certain dangerous places.

He knew the dangers of the fantasy and demonic realm from the beginning, but when he was being hunted, he had to break in to avoid being hunted. Otherwise, he would have died millions of years ago.