The more Daoya Old Man thought about it, the more he felt that it was unfair, which messed up his blood Qi flow, and he began to cough.
Zhou Xuanji stored his sword and looked at him, "Old man, are you okay?" He asked. "Are you going to die so soon?"
Daoya Old Man stared at him and said, "I'm a land god. It will not be a problem to live another 3,000 years."
Zhou Xuanji smiled and walked up to him. "How should I use the Thunder Core Grass?" He asked.
Now, Daoya Old Man had already won his trust.
Although the old man could be very improper at times, he did not fear death in saving his grand-disciple, for which Zhou Xuanji was always grateful.
"Take it out. I will make it into a tonic. When it's done, you can sit inside the cauldron and activate your energy technique."
Daoya Old Man said. After this, he took out his giant cauldron.
Zhou Xuanji took out two Myria-annum Thunder Core Grass and passed them to him.
