It was Mu Yan Zhenjun's turn tonight, and when he saw the five of them coming, Mu Yan Zhenjun smiled and sent them a token.

"When you are ready, you can go in at any time, there are Jindan elders guarding inside and outside the secret territory, and the prey brought out will be delivered directly in the secret territory, and we will buy it at the price of seventy percent, and the remaining thirty percent will be used as public funds. Are there any other questions? ”

"Nope." The five of them shook their heads together, and three or seven points were very reasonable.

"I don't need to warn you of the dangers in the hunting grounds, you pay attention to safety."

"Yes!"

The five of them quit Mu Yan Zhenjun and went out, planning to flip through the books again, get to know more demon beasts and demon plants, and met Feiyang Zhenjun again.

"Master."

"Oh, you're here tonight, got the token?"

"Got it."

"We are about to go and read the book again, there are a lot of monsters and monsters in the hunting ground that we don't know."

"Well, if you have time, come over to listen to the lectures, the experience that your master has taught you collectively this time, you usually don't talk about it in such detail in front of them."

"It is quite hard to rely on the three of us masters to take turns in class, and to manage our own disciples."

"Or else? Do you think the elders are so good? You don't have to do anything but eat and worship? Feiyang Zhenjun patted his stomach, "However, it is true that there are few people, and one person should be used for several people, the reality is like this, there is no way." ”

"Then take this opportunity to improve the overall strength of sword cultivation." Lu Xiaoman blurted out, "According to the eighty-two theory, the base number is like this, and Jin Dan and Yuanying Sword Cultivation should not have such a small number of people. ”

"Eight what? Eighty-two theory? What is it? Come on, sit down and talk carefully. ”

Feiyang Zhenjun suddenly became interested, and took the five children to sit down by the nearby flower bed, and the boys were also waiting with great interest.

"The eighty-two theory can be regarded as an eighty-two open, and in a group, the ratio of elites to ordinary people is about eighty-two open, from which a theoretical elite population can be calculated."

Lu Xiaoman sorted out his thoughts and said slowly.

"At present, there are about 120,000 disciples in the sect, of which 20% of the population is 24,000, which happens to be 100,000 disciples of the outer sect and more than 20,000 disciples of the inner sect to build a foundation."

"That's right! It's this approximate population ratio! ”

"Then let's continue to calculate according to this ratio, 24,000 foundation building disciples, 4,800 Jindan monks should be born."

"Shhh Four thousand eight?! Several people's faces turned pale, and they couldn't even think of this number.

"There are more than two thousand sword cultivators as a whole, which is exactly one-tenth of the population, so there should be four hundred and eighty Jindan sword cultivators."

"Four hundred and eight......" Feiyang Zhenjun shook his head and smiled bitterly, the existing Jin Dan Sword Cultivation couldn't even reach a fraction.

"Four hundred and eight Jindan sword cultivators, theoretically, ninety-six Yuan Ying sword cultivators should be born from them."

"Ninety-six!" Feiyang Zhenjun felt his throat tighten, "I don't dare to think about it, I don't dare to think about it, I don't dare to dream about it." ”

"With the current environment of our Wind Ringing Realm, where would we dare to think of such a good thing." Lelun and the other boys also shook their heads.

"You can still think about it, but if it comes true one day." Lu Xiaoman grinned.

"Yes, it's important to be optimistic, it means you're in a good mood." Feiyang Zhenjun affirmed.

"The original intention of our sect is to believe that one day the colorful glow of the rising will shine again, and after eight thousand years, in the end, the original intention will be thrown away?" Lu Xiaoman scratched his face and said in a cute tone that belonged to a child.

"How is that possible!" Feiyang Zhenjun glared.