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"This trip to the Dragon Falling Valley secret realm is very dangerous. According to sect records, the last time the secret realm was opened, our sect's mortality rate was 70%."
"If you want to withdraw now, you can apply to withdraw. The sect does not make any mandatory requirements."
After Huangfu Patriarch¡¯s eyes lingered on Huangfu Ling¡¯er for a moment, he said in a calm tone.
After hearing what Ancestor Huangfu said, many of the foundation-building monks who originally looked relaxed tightened their expressions and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
What does it mean to have a mortality rate of 70%?
There are thirty monks going to the secret realm of Falling Dragon Valley now, but after returning, there may only be nine monks.
Such a high casualty rate is a bit scary, but after the foundation-building monks on the field looked at each other, no one quit.
The greater the risk, the greater the reward.
None of the monks who can break through to the high level of Foundation Establishment are stupid. Ancestor Huangfu personally led the team and even gave up the sect's defense, which shows that the sect attaches great importance to this trip to the secret realm and even makes a desperate move. of.
And being able to have such a performance from the sect's senior officials means that if they can get any of the secret treasures and elixirs in the secret realm of Falling Dragon Valley, there is hope that they can form elixirs.
If there can be any big discovery, Huaying might have a glimmer of hope.
The monks go against the will of heaven and fight for their fate. Opportunities are very rare. As long as they appear in front of them, they must seize them tightly.
This time, the secret realm of Falling Dragon Valley is a once-in-a-century opportunity. Although the risk is very high, the high-level foundation-building monks present more or less have their own trump cards, and they are confident that they will not become the 70% casualty rate. that part.
But they don¡¯t know that when the Falling Dragon Valley was opened a hundred years ago, the Qianling Sect was far more powerful than it is now. There was a cultivator of the God Transformation with profound knowledge, but the casualty rate still reached a terrifying 70%.
So this time, after the Falling Dragon Valley is opened, the mortality rate of the high-level foundation-building monks of the three major sects will only be higher, not lower.
"Quit, I want to quit, the 70% mortality rate is too high, I can't accept it."
Just when many foundation-building monks were silent, a fat monk stood up and said firmly that he wanted to withdraw.
"Master, this is the eldest son of the Zeng family. There are drawbacks in their family's practice of Kung Fu. The higher the cultivation level, the fatter the body."
The young Marquis came over at some point and whispered beside Zhao Dabao.
"Don't call me master, I'm not your master either."
¡° If the young Marquis is a cute girl, Zhao Dabao might still consider it. But looking at his lean and fierce look, Zhao Dabao refused.
"Okay, Master."
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When the two of them were talking, Huangfu ancestor¡¯s gaze came over and was fixed on the fat monk of the Zeng family.
¡°It¡¯s a rare opportunity to practice practice, are you sure you want to quit?¡±
The voice of Patriarch Huangfu was neither happy nor sad, and not much emotion could be heard.
"My ancestors are on top. I have no ambitions. I just want to spread the branches and leaves of my family. The 70% casualty rate is too high. I want to quit."
The fat monk was stared at by Patriarch Huangfu, with cold sweat dripping from his head and extremely fearful in his heart. However, he gritted his teeth and refused Patriarch Huangfu¡¯s invitation again in public.
Zeng Jian felt secretly bitter in his heart. He had just taken in his 137th concubine, and he hadn't had time to enjoy it yet. But with the support of his family and the resources to practice, it would not be difficult for him in the Golden Elixir Stage.
Therefore, he still has hundreds of years of blessings to enjoy, and with his strength at the eighth level of foundation building, after entering the secret realm of Falling Dragon Valley, there is a 99% chance of dying in it. This is why his attitude is so Firm reasons.
"Spreading branches and loose leaves That's a good reason. The sect acquired some demon fox girls a while ago. Since you like splitting branches so much, okay, I will give you all those demon fox girls. That's right. , those demon fox girls are all from the black fox clan, enjoy them."
As soon as Patriarch Huangfu finished speaking, Zeng Jian¡¯s face began to look desperate.
He wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, but Patriarch Huangfu no longer gave him a chance to speak. With a wave of his sleeve, he flew out of the hall and was taken away by the guards.
Zhao Dabao looked confused. Logically speaking, being rewarded with a stunningly beautiful demon fox girl was a good thing for the male monks, but the look of despair on Zeng Jian¡¯s face just now didn¡¯t seem to be fake.
"Hey, Master, are you a little confused? Let me explain to you slowly."
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?It's hard, and it's not comfortable at all to sit on. Also, your Tiger Jiao smell is too strong, haven't you washed your hair in hundreds of years? "
Zhao Dabao¡¯s voice was not loud, but everyone present was not a weakling. At this volume, he could be heard clearly.
After hearing Zhao Dabao¡¯s words, Huangfu Patriarch, who was originally relaxed, changed his face drastically and wanted to slap him to death.
??It¡¯s okay to ride on a tiger dragon¡¯s head, but you still dislike this and that.
It¡¯s true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and it has reached a certain level of risking death.
Thinking like this, Patriarch Huangfu controlled the escape light and was always ready to seek help from the old monks in retreat.
Time passed bit by bit, and the tiger dragon that should have gone crazy was now docilely prostrate on the ground. There was no trace of madness anywhere.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Huangfu Patriarch felt that his entire worldview was about to be overturned.
At this time, the tiger dragon, which Zhao Dabao was riding on his head, was lying on the ground extremely docilely.
Even though he was being picked on, he still looked gentle, without the slightest sign of going crazy.
"There is only one possibility for Tiger Dragon to behave like this.
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