"It doesn't matter, there will be spiritual roots." Xia He said meaningfully.

At the same time, the silver token in front of Chen Yang projected a picture list, which included various materials and props.

"You can choose a reward, because you have silver authority, the reward will be upgraded to a level."

Chen Yang did not hesitate and directly clicked on the Jiuyou Grass on the list.

A wooden box rose from the stone table, Chen Yang copied it over, opened it and saw that it was the Jiuyou Grass he wanted.

Now, he completed the mission of the Ocean Chamber of Commerce ahead of schedule, and the remaining rewards will fall into his pocket.

When asked Sister Xia He to take the Jiuyou Grass into the storage ring, Chen Yang was a little confused when he looked at the stone table.

"How do you think that this upward ladder is prepared for the test of monks. The spiritual root adaptation adjustment liquid further proves something. Is this hanging mountain cultivating monks?

If that's the case, then why are there only us? Did the Ocean Chamber of Commerce really not find anything strange?"

After thinking for a long time, Chen Yang suddenly asked, "Sister Xia He, do you have the means to search the soul?"

"What's wrong?"

"I think the memory of the demon cultivator Fang Hao should allow us to understand the place of Hanging Mountain."

For Chen Yang, the Hanging Mountain was full of unknowns. Even with Xia He, he had only a little understanding of it.

The permission token gives very little information, only functions, and no detailed introduction to Hanging Mountain.

And the demon cultivator knew to take advantage of loopholes and permission tokens as soon as he came up, and he must have some understanding of this place. The answer Chen Yang wanted was probably in his mind.

"It will be, but it will consume a lot of money, so you will be under a lot of pressure."

“How to say it?”

"I have a ten thousand-year-old ice marrow in my spirit body, which can suppress my mental pressure. I could have lasted for three years. If I used the soul search method, I would be affected by the resentment of the murders that the demon cultivator had done in the past.

This can easily make me out of control, but if I consume ten thousand years of ice marrow, I will be immune to the price.

But you need to achieve inner strength within one year.

Or you will absorb my vitality five times a day just like before the end of the year.”

"Can."

Chen Yang believes that it doesn’t take a year. As long as he reaches the Qi and Blood Realm, his tough skills will be able to transform and solve this problem.

Looking at the bluestone steps, the distance of Pavilion No. 3, Chen Yang stepped on the steps with his two feet.

The terrifying pressure came, and Chen Yang had already tightened his muscles all over his body, but the pressure was too terrifying. Chen Yang only held on for a second, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body was shaking.

The blue veins on the forehead swelled, the face was ferocious, the muscles in the body were exerting force, the body swelled, and the blue skin became more conspicuous.

Chen Yang's health is slowly declining.

"Cheong!"

Chen Yang fell backwards and his head hit the ground of Pavilion No. 2.

The pressure disappeared instantly, Chen Yang's chest was up and down, and his body was sweating profusely. In just a few seconds, his physical strength was exhausted, and his body was under huge pressure, and many invisible places were damaged.

"How did those monks pass this ladder? They would never use their bodies to go up the mountain. There must be other ways."

Xia He explained to Chen Yang: "It's a spell. They used spells and knowledge. The monks used spells to enhance their state, used their knowledge, chose suitable spells, gradually cracked the formation, and stepped up the steps step by step.

They are peeling off the cocoons, you are making a sudden progress, how can this be the same?"

Chen Yang was speechless and then made a decision: "I want to break through the tense blood!"

"Renxue faces twice as much pressure as you are now." Xia He poured a basin of cold water.

"I know it!" Chen Yang said, taking out the turtle spirit pill and swallowing it directly!

His background is already enough, and he can break through just one introduction. The Turtle Spirit Pill is this introduction.

It’s not that he doesn’t want Xia He to help him break the formation, but if Xia He consumes too much, who will guarantee the battle with the demon cultivator?

Just in case, he still broke through to the tenacity blood and strengthened his tenacity skills to see if there were any surprises.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

As soon as the Turtle Spirit Pill enters the abdomen, the medicinal power dissipates, Chen Yang's heart beats suddenly, blood circulation accelerates, physical transformation, and platelets in the three elements of the blood begin to burst and evolve.

Chen Yang's skin was cracking and spreading from top to bottom.

When Chen Yang broke through.

In the No. 3 Pavilion above, the demon cultivator Fang Hao climbed up in a panic.

His purpose was to put the bronze token in his hand on the stone table.

"If you fail to pass the level, you will not be given permission upgrade."

Only monks who climb up step by step have the ability to upgrade their authority.

But Fang Hao was not panicked at all. He recalled the spell left by his ancestors and thought for a moment.

The blood-red magic power surged, his lips squirmed, and he spit out words that were hard to describe. These words flew out of his mouth and sank into the stone table.

"The spell was detected, the authority was C-level researcher, the bronze permission token was detected, and the upgrade was given!

The spell has been consumed! Researcher's permissions are wiping!"

The stone table was sunk, and the bronze token just fell into it.

Fang Hao showed an expectant look on his pale face. When he saw the bronze token dyed with silver, he became obviously excited.

"It was the ancestors who had the foresight. After the scientific research spacecraft was closed, they left behind maps and permission tokens here, as well as various related notes.

Now that the scientific research spacecraft has appeared and the token responds, I can follow the clues and arrive here.

As long as the authority reaches silver, I can inject spiritual root adjustment fluid and disguise myself as a mage. I don’t have to be a demon cultivator who flees in a mess every day, and can openly have an identity.

Moreover, with silver authority, you can also choose a magic weapon in the warehouse area. At that time, I will not have only one low-grade magic weapon passed down from ancestral generation to use."

As for the problem of demonic thoughts after the spiritual root adjustment, he had already had a solution.

The blood pills made of human blood as the main material are the best inhibitors.

The bronze token quickly dyed silver and became a silver token.

Fang Hao inputs mana and applies for an injection request.

"agree!"

The rocks outside the pavilion cracked, the platform rose, and a puppet made of iron wood appeared. It walked towards Fang Hao, with its palm facing Fang Hao's neck.

The demon cultivator did not resist and allowed the puppet's hand to press against his neck.

After counting breaths, my neck hurts, and a stream of fluid follows his carotid artery, circling all over his body under the push of blood, and finally approaches the brain.

Fang Hao groaned, knelt on the ground, holding his head with both hands, and felt very painful when the headache was split.

The ironwood puppet completed its mission and silently returned to its original position. As the platform sinks, it disappeared.
Chapter completed!