Chapter 879: The danger of Jizo cemetery

"Then how can I enter the Jizo Cemetery?" Since he decided to go there, Tang Ao naturally wanted to inquire about the Jizo Cemetery. Tang Ao didn't feel much about the danger. It is not that Tang Ao is not afraid of danger, but because danger is often accompanied by gain. In a dangerous place like this, the harvest will inevitably be beyond imagination.
And now Tang Ao's injuries are totally helpless except for what kind of immortal pills recorded by Emperor Shennong. But now Tang Ao is still some distance away from a first-grade elixir master, and Tang Ao obviously cannot become an elixir master in the short term. And Tang Ao, the fairy grass that refines the elixir, didn't have it.
However, the road to heaven is boundless. Tang Ao realized that taking enough Mu Bingguo might be able to recover from his injury. Now that he learned of Ling Bingguo, which is more against the sky than Mu Bingguo, Tang Ao is sure. As long as Lingbingguo really did what Bai Surou said, as long as he got some Lingbingguo, his injury would definitely be able to recover. After the injury recovered, Tang Aoshun helped Xueyu tribe solve the problem, and then he could find a way out of here.
Seeing Tang Ao's fascinating look at the Dizang Cemetery, Bai Surou couldn't help but give him a blank look. "Under the agreement of a tribe, the Jizo cemetery is entered once every eighteen years, and only one thousand people enter each time!"
"A thousand people are not too small." Tang Ao didn't know much about the Jizo cemetery, so he felt that a thousand people were still quite a few.
Bai Surou shook his head: "There are more than 300 tribes, large and small, on the ice and snow plains, and each tribe has at least two hundred people. It is not surprising that the larger tribes even have thousands or even 10,000 people. Only one thousand people are allowed to enter each time. On average, one tribe does not even reach three people. Normally, nearly half of the tribes don’t even have a place to enter.
"Doesn't all tribes have places to enter the Jizo cemetery?" Tang Ao thought to himself that since the rules for entering the Jizo cemetery were decided after consultation by the tribes, then each tribe should have more or less places to enter. Taking into account the different strengths of the various tribes, Tang Ao did not say that the quotas should be evenly divided.
After all, just like when entering the secret realm of Emperor Underworld, the eight great sects of Xuanhuang and the six great families of Huanggu have five places, while the other sects are relatively less powerful, and most sects even have only one place. But even so, no matter how weak the sect is, there is at least one place.
"How can there be such a good thing?" Bai Surou felt that Tang Ao's ideas were really good. "This one thousand places are allocated through the Alchemy Conference in the Alchemy Valley. The first place in the Alchemy Valley Alchemy Conference can get 100 places, the second place can get 90 places, and so on. The name can get ten places."
"Does this Jizo cemetery have something to do with alchemists? Otherwise, why use this method to determine the number of places to enter the Jizo cemetery? And even if the first and tenth places of the 1,000-place alchemy conference add up Only 550 places are allocated. How will the remaining 450 places be allocated?" Although Tang Ao is not extremely smart, he is still clever. After hearing Bai Surou's introduction like this, Tang Ao immediately thought of whether there was a connection between the Jizo cemetery and the alchemist.
"Yeah." Bai Surou nodded. "The Jizo cemetery has a close relationship with the alchemist. In the Jizo cemetery, in addition to the fierce shadow beasts, there are various strange poisons. These poisons are more special, and most of the treasures hide these. Poison. So it is necessary for alchemists to refine the corresponding detoxification pills based on the poison."