Mo Hansheng asked a series of questions, and the little fat man's head was stunned in place.

Seeing him like this, Mo Hansheng understood, he really didn't have any preparations, he really came over as soon as his brain was hot.

But what was the reason for him to do it?

At this time, there was no time to delve into this matter, Mo Hansheng glanced at him and said: "There are many factors that determine life and death, experience, intelligence, heart, cultivation, vision, and life-saving means all play a certain role in it. And you should not have an advantage in any of these, or even weaker than others. ”

When the little fat man heard this, his face turned extremely pale.

Seeing this, Mo Hansheng didn't have any patience, and explained the stakes clearly, so that he knew that it was difficult to retreat, it was better than letting him go to death in vain.

After all, he helped himself in front of the mountain gate, and he may still need his help in the days to come.

He glanced at the little fat man and continued: "The survival rate of thirty percent is for all the monks who have entered the Yunmeng Canyon as a whole, and it is much more complicated to analyze the personal situation. Among those monks who survived, the proportion of monks above the seventh level of the Qi Refining Realm was naturally higher, and the chances of survival of monks below the seventh level were probably lower. ”

"About 10%." Li Hongmei clasped her hands around her, and suddenly interjected coldly, I don't know if this ratio is really true, or if she made it up temporarily.

"Among these low-level cultivators, the number of people at the third level of the Qi Refining Realm should be very small, and most of them don't even have a survival rate of half percent." When Mo Hansheng said this, he glanced at him and shook his head and continued, "As for you, I'm afraid you're not as good as those people, with your cultivation at the third level of the Qi Refining Realm, plus such a temperament, unless you have great luck, otherwise, I don't see any possibility of you surviving at all." ”

When the little fat man heard this, his face was already bloodless, and tears were rolling wildly in his eyes, and he was about to burst out of his eyes.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind him:

"That's a good point, entering the third layer of the Qi Refining Realm is no different from sending you to death, but it is not your turn to say it to the second layer of the Qi Refining Realm. It's just that you are looking for death yourself, and you dare to coax Senior Sister Hongmei to escort you. If something goes wrong with her, can a little person like you afford it? A figure in Tsing Yi walked slowly, but seeing that he still had some unstable aura, he should have come from a hurry.

Listening to this voice, Li Hongmei didn't have to look back to know that the person who came was Yu Jinsong, who failed to give gifts a few days ago and returned in embarrassment.

There was a hint of helplessness on her face, and she was thinking about how to send the other party away, but she suddenly remembered the key point in the other party's words, turned her head to look at Mo Hansheng, and said with a strange expression, "What's the matter, weren't you still at the third layer of the Qi Refining Realm a few days ago?" ”

Mo Hansheng was stunned for a moment, his eyes flashed a few times, and he replied casually: "A few days ago, when I was practicing, I accidentally went mad and fell into the realm. ”

Naturally, he didn't really fall into the realm, but the situation was a little special and complicated.

At this moment, if someone could probe the true situation in his body, they would find that there were a full eleven air currents side by side in his sea of qi.

These currents are thicker than the other, and strangely, the first nine are a little different from the last two.

All nine airstreams had ceased to run, and there was no sign of any movement at all.

In fact, as early as five days ago, Mo Hansheng had completely condensed the ninth airflow.

In this way, he has reached the ninth layer of the refining Qi realm that ordinary monks dream of, and then he is ready to build the foundation, and when everything is done, he can try to break through.

However, after Mo Hansheng's ninth airflow condensed, it stopped flowing along with the eight aircurrents that had been condensed before.

Any monk would be shocked when confronted with such a situation, after all, there has never been a similar situation in any spiritual texts since ancient times.

The true qi that took years or even decades of hard work to cultivate was wasted overnight, and who could accept such a result?

But Mo Hansheng didn't panic at all, because this situation had already been mentioned in the set of mysterious exercises he obtained, Taiyi Xuangong.

At first, Mo Hansheng wondered why such a sentence was inexplicably mentioned in the exercises, but when this matter really happened, he vaguely understood something.

For ordinary cultivators, when the ninth qi flow that symbolized the nine layers of the Qi Refining Realm was condensed, the sea of qi would be filled with the nine strands of true qi that had accumulated over the years.

And in Mo Hansheng's sea of qi, the entire eleven air currents only occupied a small part of the space in the sea of qi, in that vast distance, how much unknown space could be opened up, and how many powerful true qi could be contained?

After reading some of the cultivation classics left by Lu Chengfeng, Mo Hansheng was no longer the hairy boy who didn't know anything about cultivating immortals.

He finally understood that his aura seemed to be a little different from that of ordinary monks.

It's just that these days, he has been thinking about the matter of Yunmeng Canyon and has forgotten to hide his true cultivation.

It seems that after this trip, I need to find a set of clever qi collection techniques to study it well, so as to avoid the embarrassing situation and the people in front of me.

"Hmph."

I saw Yu Jinsong sneering, deliberately raising one eyebrow, narrowing his eyes, squinting at Mo Hansheng with his residual vision, and putting on an extremely exaggerated expression of contempt.

"What? Go crazy! He deliberately raised his voice and pronounced these words very loudly, like a screaming cat demon.

"Senior sister, do you know this time? It was only by cultivating some side paths that he could improve his realm so well. Now that the shortcomings of the exercises have appeared, it has been confirmed that he is nothing more than a short-sighted, opportunistic villain. Yu Jinsong's face was excited, like a student who caught his classmates cheating on exams in a private school and exposed them on the spot.

His cry immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Li Hongmei couldn't help glaring at him in her heart, she just wanted to enter the valley in a low-key manner and take the honey of the blood poison bee, but she didn't want to attract everyone's attention.

As for Mo Hansheng's fall, although she was a little surprised, she did not show the disappointment as Jin Song imagined.

She was well aware of Mo Hansheng's skills and temperament, and in her eyes, the help that Mo Hansheng could play to herself in the Yunmeng Canyon was far beyond that of ordinary cultivators at the fifth or sixth level of the Qi Refining Realm, and even above Yu Jinsong, who had reached the seventh layer.

After all, the monks below the foundation realm are actually not too far apart from the martial arts masters in the mortal world.

In history, it is not uncommon for a low-level monk to be accidentally killed by a martial artist's sneak attack.

And Mo Han's brilliant mind and ruthless and decisive courage are the advantages she values the most.

"Senior Brother Yu, what are you doing?" Li Hongmei didn't answer his words, and went straight to the point, she just wanted to send Yu Jinsong away quickly.

"Of course I'm stopping you from doing stupid things. Well, why did you suddenly venture into such a dangerous place? Yu Jinsong looked concerned, and then pointed at Mo Hansheng and said hatefully, "It must be this kid's rhetoric that instigated you, right?" ”

Li Hongmei said coldly: "No, it is my own choice to enter Yunmeng Canyon." ”

Yu Jinsong obviously also knew the horror of Yunmeng Canyon, and persuaded: "I can find it for you if you need anything, why take such a big risk?" ”

"This matter has nothing to do with you, I have to enter Yunmeng Canyon today, and no one can stop me, so you better leave quickly." Li Hongmei looked resolute, and said a word coldly without giving him room to refute.

She has been in the Sunset Sect for so many years, and the contacts she has accumulated even exceed those of an inner disciple like Yu Jinsong, and even she can't get the honey of the blood poison bee herself, let alone the other party.

Even if Yu Jinsong can really get this thing, she doesn't want to owe the other party a favor.

She turned to look at the little fat man, just trying to convince him to go back.

But no matter how she persuaded her, although the little fat man showed a cowering look, he still lowered his head and said nothing, and refused to change his mind.

Li Hongmei was also a little puzzled, she had known the little fat man for so long, but she had never seen him so stubborn and stubborn.

Li Hongmei was also a little impatient, and slapped the little fat man on the shoulder angrily.

This slap didn't weigh much, but I saw that the little fat man screamed in pain like a stimulated fat cat, and almost jumped up.

Mo Hansheng frowned.

Li Hongmei saw the little fat man's obviously overreaction, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, and then she stepped forward and pointed her finger towards the little fat man.