Nan Mengyu was proud again: "I am not using a storage bag, but a treasure bag.
The storage ring requires spiritual consciousness to leave the body in order to open it, and the lowest level storage bag requires spiritual energy to be activated in order to open it.
But the treasure bag is a storage treasure used by martial arts cultivators without spiritual consciousness, so even if the spiritual consciousness cannot leave the body, it can be opened with only mental power."
When the middle-aged handsome man heard that Nan Mengyu used a treasure bag, he sighed again: "It seems that you are very poor, so you can't afford a storage bag, so you can only use a treasure bag, but you are here.
Can be used.
But how much capacity can your treasure bag hold? When you finish eating the food in the treasure bag, you will still starve to death. Therefore, even if you have a treasure bag, you will only be tortured for a few more days."
Nan Mengyu shook her head: "The food in my treasure bag is enough for me to use for a hundred years. I only need to stay for a hundred years before I can go out."
The man still shook his head: "Your cultivation has been sealed and you have become an ordinary person. The lifespan of an ordinary person is only one hundred and twenty years at most. Are you already in your twenties? In less than a hundred years, your
Your life span has been exhausted. Therefore, you will never be able to survive the day when the Immortal Prisoner Cave is opened.
Even if you can survive a hundred years, when you go out, you will have become an old woman, what use will it still have?"
Nan Mengyu choked, yes, this Prison Immortal Cave is opened in a hundred years, and after its cultivation is sealed, it becomes an ordinary person. Ordinary people only have a lifespan of one hundred and twenty years!
This Immortal Prisoner's Cave really blocks people's escape routes.
But just for a moment, Nan Mengyu laughed again: "No, I am not only an immortal cultivator, but also a martial arts cultivator.
After being born, the lifespan increases accordingly. The lifespan of ordinary people is only one hundred and twenty years, but the lifespan of a master born in the world is two hundred years.
After that, the higher one's skill is, the longer one's lifespan will be. Masters who have returned to the original state have a lifespan of five hundred years, those who have returned to the true state have a lifespan of thousands of years, those who have entered the extraordinary state have a lifespan of three thousand years, and those who have entered the holy state have a lifespan of ten thousand years.
I am now at the third level of Xiantian and have a lifespan of two hundred years. Therefore, even if I am trapped here for a hundred years, I don't have to worry when I get out.
As long as I use this hundred years to improve my martial arts to the state of return to nature, I will have a life span of five hundred years. If I can improve my martial arts to the state of return to nature, I will have a life span of thousands of years.
Didn't you just say that the master of this world cannot cultivate immortality? I don't believe it. I went out and after five hundred and one thousand years, I still can't find the master of this world and ask her to let me out of this small world!"
The middle-aged handsome man looked stunned. He really didn't expect that Nan Mengyu was not only an immortal cultivator, but also a martial arts cultivator!
He laughed: "Hahaha, that immortal man probably never imagined that his descendants would bring a monster like you into the small world.
Yes, yes, this is the Cave of Imprisoned Immortals. They considered the helplessness of immortal cultivators after being imprisoned, but they did not expect that in addition to cultivating immortals, you also practice martial arts. In this way, you will definitely be able to get out."
The handsome middle-aged man looked at Nan Mengyu with bright eyes: "My skills can be passed on."
Nan Mengyu looked at the middle-aged handsome man's shining eyes and was a little scared.
"What are you going to do?"
The handsome middle-aged man was very excited: "I'm not doing anything, I just want you to pass on my skills."
Nan Mengyu frowned: "I have my own cultivation techniques, and I don't want yours."
The middle-aged handsome man was still so excited that his eyes were like lightning: "It doesn't matter, you just need to write down my skills, take them out, and then find someone to pass them on. Of course, it would be better if you can find my descendants to pass them on."