Chapter 80: I Met a Master
Now.
After listening to Brother Ant's story, Joladan understood everything.
"Reborn?"
"No, this feeling is clearly a reset, just like a copy reset in the game. ”
"Could it be that this Refining Illusion Realm is a copy?"
Some of them were thundered by their own thoughts.
But.
This kind of thunderous thinking can explain all the confusion.
Because it's a copy, it can be reset, so there are no fewer demon beasts, and there are still many medicinal materials.
Because it's a copy, it needs to be reset, so the spirit beads that those demon beasts transformed into after death can't be brought out.
"That's not right! Although these spirit beads can't be brought out, those medicinal herbs and those treasures can be taken out. ”
Although these genius earth treasures and spirit beads belong to different generaries, there is one thing they have in common, they are all produced in the illusion realm of refining.
Since it is produced in the illusion realm of refining, whether it is matter or energy, once it is taken out, the illusion realm of refining will have a loss, and in the long run, the illusion realm of refining will collapse, and the law of conservation of energy is still valid in this cultivation realm.
So.
How did this Refining Illusion stabilize?
Where does its energy and matter come from?
"Monk!"
Thinking of the more than 100,000 monks who had entered the Illusion of Refining, Joradan shuddered.
"Swallow the monk's corpse, turn into a genius treasure, continue to attract monks to enter, turn into a genius treasure again, continue to attract, this illusion of refining, a little evil!"
"In other words, those big sects are really not good birds!"
At first, this refining illusion realm was in the hands of those major sects in the Qinglu Mountains.
On the surface, it is because those small sects do not accept this monopoly and join forces to resist that those big sects have to open this illusion to the small sects.
Choladan does not believe this statement.
If a group of small sects unite, can they make the big sect compromise?
This is not the previous life, this is the cultivation realm, the big sect can find someone to come out, and these small sects can be wiped out, even if they can't be wiped out, come a few times to kill chickens and monkeys, and everything will be solved.
You must know that although this Refining Illusion Realm is attractive, it also has risks, and its benefits are not worth betting on the entire sect.
Now it seems.
It must have been those major sects that had also studied the secret of the Refining Illusion Realm, so they took advantage of the situation and let the monks of those small sects in.
The more people who come in, the more corpses will be provided to the Refining Illusion Realm, and then, the next time the Illusion Realm is opened, there will be more genius earth treasures.
Those monks of the small sect are just the fertilizer used by the big sect to nourish the illusion of refining.
As for what benefits this refining illusion will get from it, it is unknown.
Shaking his head, putting aside these chaotic thoughts, Joladan looked at Brother Ant with pity.
Poor child.
If you just can't get out of this illusion of refining, it won't be too hard.
The bitter thing is that every time this refining illusion realm is opened, it will be reset, and this reset process will be a full hundred years, and in this hundred years, the entire refining illusion territory is full of reset power, and under the suppression of this reset power, it is impossible to even move if you don't say that you have cultivated.
It's like a living dead, well, no, it's supposed to be a living dead ant, and you can only wait for a hundred years.
After a hundred years, Brother Ant, who longed for freedom, rushed out of the cave, wanting to take advantage of the opening of the illusion to enter the third, fourth, or even higher levels, completely crack the illusion of refining, and escape from this place.
But.
Demon beasts!
As soon as the illusion opened, the overwhelming monks came in, don't look at the ant brother has reached the fourth order, if he really encounters a large army of monks, he will die.
Especially at the entrance to the third floor, it was crowded with people.
After several attempts, he almost died, and Brother Ant had no choice but to give up this act of dying, waiting for the opportunity.
This is two thousand years.
Two thousand years!
Thinking of this number, even Joraldan, who had nothing to do with himself, couldn't help but sigh.
In the previous life, those guys who were sentenced to decades in prison were a fart compared to Brother Ant!
Two thousand years of suffering.
Two thousand years of thinking.
Finally.
Brother Ant thought of a way to get out of here, and that was to take it!
As long as you find a monk's body and take it away, you can break away from the body of this gold-devouring ant that is firmly locked by the illusion of refining, and you can escape from this place.
As a result, there was the tragedy of Dongfang Tianming.
Therefore, even though Joladan agreed to sign a peace contract, Brother Ant still launched a desperate seizure, and only in this way can he be freed.
However.
A tragedy is still a tragedy after all.
Snatched away, failed.
was also signed the most equal contract, and this life is over.
With his head drooping, the ant brother lay there without pulling a few feet.
"Okay, okay, don't be like the dead old man's father, it's a little bigger, when I have a chance in the future, I'll just find you the body of a monk, hurry up, get a few gold-devouring ants out, and find a way to get out of here is the right thing!"
The master has ordered, how can Brother Ant have a chance to refute.
But.
"Master, my body is seriously injured, how can there be any excess aura to divide the gold ants, do you have any elixir, help me heal my injuries first." ”
Pills?
Simple!
As soon as the storage bag was opened, more than ten bottles of Zhuji Breaking Pill were taken out.
This is a big deal......
Brother Ant was stunned.
This master, tertiness.
Running like a rabbit, the strength of the Qi Refining Realm is even faster than the fourth order.
The strength of the Qi Refining Realm can suppress the fourth-order divine sense.
With this move, the precious Foundation Building Realm Breaking Pill was thrown out without money.
Take another look at the large pile of spirit stones.
Boy.
That's how many monks have been robbed!
I have been hiding in this place for two thousand years, twenty reincarnations, killing countless monks, and I have not obtained more than half of what I have obtained from this guy.
Don't complain if you lose.
Served!
With a big mouthful, dozens of Foundation Building Realm Breaking Pills were swallowed by Brother Ant.
Fourth-order demon beasts, this is the model.
If a Foundation Building Realm monk or a second- and third-order demon beast swallowed so many pills at once, it would be a death that exploded and died.
Brother Ant was stunned, and with the help of the huge aura provided by these dozens of Foundation Building Realm Breaking Pills, the big wound on his stomach was repaired in minutes.
Then.
Ass pouting.
One by one, the gold-devouring ants the size of rabbits were pulled out.
Pull it out?
Seeing Brother Ant's action, Joladan suddenly remembered something.
"That, Brother Ant, I have the Jinzhi Powerful Pill here, do you want to try it?"
How can I say that it is also my own spirit beast, and I can't fall behind in terms of treatment, this Jinzhi Powerful Pill, eating it by myself has not much effect, plus it came out of that place, there is no way to eat it, it is better to strengthen this spirit beast.
Of course.
It's too embarrassing to pull out this kind of thing, so it's better not to say it.
Present.
Joladan took out the remaining two Golden Zhiqiang Pills from his storage bag and threw them to Brother Ant.
A big mouth.
Whew.
The two precious pills were swallowed by Brother Ant.
Golden light, blooming.
Strength, agitation.
After a few breaths, Joradan clearly saw that Brother Ant's originally obese body had become much tougher and looked full of strength.