"a lot of!"

Yan Qinxi's tone suddenly became much heavier: "We encounter this almost every three or two years!"

Seeing the unbelievable expression on Yang Junshan's face, Yan Qinxi looked into the distance and her tone became a little uncertain: "Do you know how many martial artist realm Dzogchen monks there are in the Tanxi Sect?"

Without waiting for Yang Junshan to answer, Yan Qinxi said to herself: "Sometimes there are more than fifty or sixty people, and sometimes there are thirty. Almost every two or three years among these Dzogchen monks, some of them think to themselves

Preparing to completely embark on seclusion to attack the real world, some of these people succeeded, but most of them failed. Some of these failed monks died, and some barely saved their lives but their cultivation was completely destroyed.

Some people's Dantian origins were damaged and their cultivation levels dropped all the way. Some people kept their cultivation levels but never had the possibility of advancing to the real state. Of course, there were also lucky people who were seriously injured due to failure to advance, but luckily their origins were not injured and they still have the ability to survive in the future.

There is a chance to reach the real world, and even more fortunately, the backlash is directly resolved without even being injured."

Yang Junshan heard Yan Qinxi's serious words, so he tried to change the topic and asked: "Isn't it said that one or two out of ten Dzogchen monks in the martial arts realm in the cultivation world can all reach the real person realm?"

Yan Qinxi sneered and said: "Do you believe this? According to this calculation, our Tanxi sect currently only has dozens of Dzogchen monks in the martial arts realm. Even if one person attacks the real person realm in two years, there will be one in twenty years.

The two monks who have successfully advanced to the Real Person Realm will be seven or eight in a hundred years. Based on the average lifespan of a Real Person Realm monk, which is three to four hundred years. Discounting the hundreds of years spent before the advancement, even if there are still two hundred

In fifty years, can a sect be able to accumulate twenty real monks in two hundred and fifty years? What's more, in these two hundred and fifty years, how many warrior-realm monks will choose to attack after they advance to the Great Perfection?

In the realm of real people, according to this calculation, two hundred and fifty years may be enough to accumulate thirty real people, even forty real people are out of the question, but is this possible?"

Yang Junshan was immediately speechless. He was stunned for a long time and asked: "How many people can advance to the real person realm?"

Yan Qinxi thought for a while and said: "It's hard to say. Everyone faces different situations, whether there are sufficient resources, whether the sect supports it, whether they fall midway, etc. There are too many unexpected situations, how can we say for sure?

Clearly, if there is a roughly correct statement, it should be that among all the monks who have advanced to the Great Perfection of the Warrior Realm, only one or two out of ten are finally qualified to sprint to the True Realm. In other words, those who have reached the Great Perfection of the Warrior Realm

Most of the monks are not even qualified to reach the real person realm. As for how many of those monks who are trying to reach the real person realm will be able to successfully advance, you can completely imagine."

This topic was heavy and realistic for the monks. Until they walked down the Western Mountain, the two of them thought deeply about it but said nothing more.

Thumping!

An unexpected sound of flapping wings of a bird suddenly broke the silence between the two of them.

Yan Qinxi was surprised and said: "Why are there monster birds here? Could it be that your invisible thunder and light array is bluffing people?"

Yang Junshan suddenly woke up, held down Yan Qinxi who was about to take action, and said: "No, I'm here to deliver a letter."

Ignoring Yan Qinxi's surprise, Yang Junshan stretched out his hand and waved to the crow in the distance that was frightened by the two people's breath and did not dare to approach. The crow finally flew over timidly and landed on Yang Junshan's shoulder.

He called out twice.

"Oh, it's really unpleasant. Where did you find the crow demons, and you actually used them to deliver messages?" Yan Qinxi couldn't help but feel a little funny, but she was more curious.

Yang Junshan took off a paper tube from the crow demon's leg and unfolded it. His expression was immediately shocked. The momentum around him was so strong that the big trees on both sides of the road were bent forward!

Yan Qinxi knew something was wrong, so she quickly grabbed his hand and asked, "What, what happened?"

Yang Junshan handed the note in his hand to Yan Qinxi and said: "The demon cultivators from the Twelve True Demon Peaks of Quwu Mountain descended in large numbers and crossed Huyao County toward the northwest!"

Yan Qinxi unfolded the note and saw that it was indeed what Yang Junshan said, but there was still a second half of the note: "..., Yang Junxiu and Bao Yu'er were kidnapped by the demon cultivators of the Twelve True Demon Peaks

Going west, Xiong Ba and I are the only ones left guarding Huyao County. Since we need to monitor Xiong Ba, we cannot deliver the letter in person, so we sent a member of the clan to bring the token to him. - An."

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It’s a big chapter of 5,000 words. Because it’s really difficult to split it up and develop it, I just finished it in one piece and then uploaded it. So it’s a lot late. That’s it for today. I’m sorry!

Last night I received a notice from the editor that I needed to sort out the outline of "Nine Transformations of the True Spirit". There were many requests and so on. I was busy all night and was only finished at almost nine o'clock this morning. I fell asleep during the day, so I updated it.
Chapter completed!