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Chapter 917 White Deer Academy Weng Qingxin III

Weng Qingxin's words left Mr. Lu Fang speechless for a long time.

The other students also looked at him and waited for his answers, and it seemed that they all had the same doubts.

"There are not so many reasons." Jin Ling suddenly said, "In many cases, survival is more important than virtue."

Everyone was shocked and stared at him.

Mr. Lu Fang's eyes were even more different and he looked at him several times.

"Just!" The female student named Zhu Xiuxiu sneered, "Although our Bailu Academy has been hiding outside the world for many years, it is strong. Even the Demon Suppression Palace has to respect us three points. A smaller force doesn't even dare to look at us directly. What else do we need to consider to survive? This is just an excuse!"

After hearing this, Mr. Lu Fang frowned.

"Okay, don't say these stupid words, hurry up and go." Mr. Lu Fang said, "Compared with the lingering world, no matter how powerful the power is, the rise and fall is only a moment. Although Bailu Academy is strong now, why don't you need to consider life and death?"

"What's more, this world is constantly changing." He continued, "Take Tianyuan Valley as an example. When you came last time, the fog air inside was not as dense as this time. This time, if you look from a distance, is the Tianyuan Valley area covered it? And the fog was gray-black? Did this happen when you came last time?"

After he said this, Zhu Xiucai stopped talking.

They continued to move forward and soon entered the outskirts of Tianyuan Valley. Weng Qingxin and Wu Zhifan watched everywhere. As Lu Fang said, the entire valley was covered with bursts of gray mist, and the vision was much worse than last time. Even though it was morning, and even if there was still clear sky above your head, it seemed that it was still cold in the valley.

Tianyuan Valley is named Valley, which is located between two peaks and ridges. It is actually quite open. Under the fog between the valleys, spiritual flowers and strange trees emerge one after another.

Jin Ling walked at the end of the team. He did this on purpose to avoid attracting the attention of others. Moreover, he once again felt some inexplicable contact and inexplicable aura, just as he had felt before Xiao Fang's old house, and this time it was stronger than last time. Moreover, there was a faint and familiar attraction in this aura.

"The vision is really much worse than last time. The gray fog and black miasma in the valley are everywhere, which adds a lot of danger." Weng Qingxin complained.

"The vision is not good, everyone should try to get together and not be left alone." Mr. Lu Fang was also carefully observing the surrounding environment. As the leader and with years of field experience, he bears great responsibility for the safety of the students.

Because their vision is not good, they move forward very slowly and have not seen anyone else for a long time.

A sudden scent of blood came, and Wu Zhifan, who was exploring the way, jumped up like a frightened cat, retreated to everyone, still in shock.

"What's wrong?" Weng Qingxin asked.

Wu Zhifan pointed at the dense forest ahead with lingering fear, "There is one, there is a dead person."

A fairy in his forties died in the dense forest on the roadside. His neck was cut by a weapon, and blood flowed all over the ground, and the blood was already purple. The blood attracted many insects and ants nearby. His weapons, armor and all his personal belongings were searched for nothing, and he looked torn clothes and in a mess.

"Dig a hole and bury him so as not to attract powerful spirit beasts." Mr. Lu Fang's face looked very bad and ordered.

So the students worked hard to dig up the pit and buried the body.

During this process, Mr. Lu Fang kept looking at him with a gloomy face.

"Sir, do you know that person?" Wu Zhifan asked carefully.

"I don't know." Lu Fang said.

"Then why do I think you feel sad like a dead relative or friend?"

"Bao." Fatty Lu slapped Wu Zhifan on the head, "Don't talk nonsense. I'm just a little sad. I don't want to reveal the bloody real interests between people so early, but in the face of this situation, I have to say it."

"The bloody relationship between people? Professor, are you saying that this person was killed by someone, not the monster in the valley?" Zhu Xiuxiu said in surprise.

"Of course, you see, he died from the wound on his neck. It was obviously a sword injury. If it were the spiritual skills or minions of the spirit beast, the wound would never be so neat." Lu Fang said, "We didn't have a deep impression of this man before entering the valley. It seemed that he was a scattered immortal with no companions and friends. He wanted to come in and try his luck. Unexpectedly, he threw his life here."

"Who wants to kill him? Is his enemy?" Zhu Xiuxiu asked.

"Stupid!" Mr. Lu Fang said, "It's so obvious that I can't tell it? This is a typical murderous robbery! The murderer killed him without any other purpose, just to take away his weapons, equipment and other property." Then he asked everyone: "I ask you, what is the value of the weapons, wealth?"

"Everyone's weapon alone is not as good as the star iron, at least tens of millions of gold." Weng Qingxin said, "In addition to other equipment, immortal crystals, magic weapons, elixirs and other things, at least tens of millions of gold."

Jin Ling thought to himself that the money was earned by the Northern Jin Kingdom for several years, but she said it lightly. It was indeed a large sect in the Yongye Empire, and a small disciple was all rich enough to rival a country.

"Those who dare to enter Tianyuan Valley will not have too bad strength, and the things on them are valuable. In ordinary places, killing ten ordinary monsters will have the chance to get an ordinary immortal crystal. Even if Tianyuan Valley is different from ordinary places, the proportion of immortal crystals produced is higher, and the possibility of producing immortal crystal skills is greater, where can it be greater? Then, do you think that to get huge wealth, is it cost-effective to kill one person in this valley or kill more monsters?"

The students were silent together.

"Last time Qingxin, you went to the valley to practice, but I was not led by me. I heard that many people who entered the valley that time had died or injured. The cunning and powerful monsters in the valley were far beyond people's imagination, and the sinisterness of human hearts was even more unpredictable. If not, with the strength of the Demon Suppressing Palace, how could there be no gains until now? Although you two escaped unscathed, they should be lucky. They didn't encounter powerful monsters, and they were not afraid to touch you because of the name of Bailu Academy. The truth about the casualties of many scattered cultivators was not made public. In fact, the main reason for their deaths was not the monsters, but the greed of the human hearts."

"I didn't want to tell you so early, so as not to lose confidence in the trust between people too early. But in this place of life and death, everyone is better prepared. For example, I am not a sage. If someone tells me that as long as you sell you to someone, I will give me a bunch of supreme magic weapons, magical magic and spiritual skills, I will not be able to make a choice."

"Some things are not that they don't have this kind of mind, but the weights on the other end of the scale are not enough. Once the weights are enough, hehe, hehe, hehe."

"You know."
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