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"So how can we enter the dizang cemetery?" Since he has decided to go there, Tang Ao naturally needs to inquire more about the information about the dizang cemetery. For the danger, Tang Ao did not feel too much. It is not that Tang Ao is not afraid of danger, but because danger is often accompanied by harvest. In a dangerous place like this, the harvest will be beyond imagination.

And now Tang Ao's injury in addition to the Shennong emperor recorded which kinds of immortal pills, Tang Ao has no way to deal with such injuries. But now Tang Ao still has a long way to go from a master of elixir. Obviously, Tang Ao can't become a master of elixir in the short term. And Tang Ao, the immortal grass that refined the elixir, did not have it.

However, there is no way out of heaven. Tang Ao realized that taking enough mubingguo might help him recover from his injury. Now that he knows that lingbingguo is more rebellious than mubingguo, Tang Ao is sure that as long as lingbingguo is as Bai surou said, as long as he gets some lingbingguo, his injury will surely recover. When the injury recovers, Tang Ao helps Xueyu tribe solve the problem, and then he can find a way out.

Seeing Tang Ao's fascination with dizang mausoleum, Bai surou couldn't help but look at him. "Under the agreement of the tribes, the dizang cemetery is entered once every 18 years, and only one thousand people are admitted at a time!"

"A thousand people, not less." Tang Ao didn't know much about dizang mausoleum, so he felt that there were still many more than 1000 people.

Bai surou shook her head: "there are more than 300 tribes, large and small, on the ice and snow plain. Each tribe has at least 200 people. It is not surprising that there are even thousands or even tens of thousands of people in the larger tribes. Only 1000 people are allowed to enter the ice and snow plain at a time. On average, there are less than three people in a tribe. And normally, more than half of the tribes don't even have places to enter. "

"Isn't it true that every tribe has a quota for entering the dizang cemetery?" Tang Ao thinks that since the rules for entering the dizang mausoleum are decided by the tribes after negotiation, each tribe should have more or less places to enter. Because each tribe is strong or weak, Tang Ao did not say that the quota should be divided equally.

After all, just like when entering the secret place of the Ming emperor, the eight clans of xuanhuang and the six great aristocratic families of the ancient wasteland all had five places, while the other sects were relatively less powerful, and most sects even had only one quota. But even so, no matter how weak the sect is, there is at least one place.

"There is no such good thing." Bai surou thinks Tang Ao's idea is really good. "These 1000 places are allocated through the alchemy meeting of the medicine refining valley. The first place in the alchemy Valley alchemy conference can get 100 places, the second place can get 90 places, and so on, and so on, the tenth place can get 10 places. "

"Is this Tibetan cemetery related to alchemists? Otherwise, why do we need to determine the number of people entering the dizang mausoleum in this way? What's more, even if there are 1000 places like this, the first place and the tenth place in the alchemy conference will only be divided into 550 places. How to allocate the remaining 450 places? " Although Tang Ao is not brilliant, he is still smart. After listening to Bai surou's introduction, Tang Ao immediately thought about whether there was some connection between the dizang cemetery and the alchemist.

"Well." Bai surou nodded. "Dizang cemetery is closely related to alchemists. In addition to the ferocious shadow animals, there are various kinds of strange poisons in the dizang mausoleum. These poisons are special, and most treasure lands contain them. So we need alchemists to refine the corresponding antidote pills according to the poisons

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