C544 Arriving at the Purple Fire Sect
C544 Arriving at the Purple Fire Sect
With Jian Yang overseeing the extreme north, there was nothing to worry about.
The ancient records and various kinds of techniques were also sent over through the eighth generation of Video Players.
Chen Yang had read more than ten thousand divine abilities, and had accumulated enough resources for himself.
As Chen Yang advanced with the four of them, he was also collecting methods to break through the dimensional wall and determine the location of Earth.
However, the books that involved the destruction of space were all very advanced, even if it was by chance. It was also a sentence or two.
Spatial destruction was too profound. Only Semi-God Realm warriors had the right to touch it.
Finally, half a month later, Chen Yang arrived at the territory of Purple Fire Sect.
The mountains continued to stretch, and the fire spiritual energy here became denser.
Looking at the towering volcano, this was the main peak of the Purple Fire Sect.
There was a no-fly formation in this place, making it difficult to fly, so they could only walk up the mountain.
Stepping onto the stairs, Chen Yang's facial expression changed instantly.
Interesting, there was actually a universe inside the stairs!
Although the pressure wasn't great, the higher one went, the greater the pressure would be.
His speed was very fast, moving as fast as flying in the mountains. In a few dozen breaths, he crossed the thousand steps.
The pressure on his body exceeded a hundred thousand jin.
A hundred thousand Jin was nothing to Chen Yang.
He crossed another two thousand steps, and the pressure now exceeded a million Jin.
Chen Yang's expression remained the same.
The steps that circled around the mountain had probably exceeded several hundred thousand steps, and the higher one went, the greater the pressure would be.
When Chen Yang stepped onto the 10,000th step, the pressure had already exceeded ten million Jin.
Ten million Jin of pressure was nothing. What really interested Chen Yang was the all-round squeezing. His skin, bones, internal organs, and even his blood could be tempered.
Good, as expected of the Purple Fire Sect that dominated the world with its body.
Sure enough, there was something unique about it.
Chen Yang's eyes were like a torch as he continued climbing.
Fifteen thousand, twenty thousand, twenty-five thousand, thirty million...
When he climbed halfway up the mountain, the pressure had exceeded fifty million Jin.
At this moment, Chen Yang felt a trace of pressure. Interestingly, on the way up the mountain, Chen Yang encountered a lot of Cultivators. They sat cross-legged on the steps and did not disturb each other. Clearly, they were all cultivating.
These people should be body cultivators.
However, the higher they went, the fewer people they met.
When they reached the 80,000th step, all they encountered were Expert of Implication Gods, and the number of people also decreased sharply. Often, they would only be able to see a human figure after being separated by several hundred steps.
The pressure of the 10,000th step had exceeded a hundred million jin. Even Chen Yang, without using his magical energy, it would be slightly strenuous to rely on his physical body.
Initially, he thought that he had reached the top. Who would have thought that there were so many steps above the clouds?
Interesting, this was too interesting.
This kind of oppression, this kind of training of the physical body, it was very good!
Chen Yang once again saw the hope of improving his physical body.
He climbed up step by step, sweat dripping down. Those were the impurities hidden in Chen Yang's flesh, blood, bones, and even blood.
Sometimes, the heavenly lightning might not be completely washed away. Chen Yang understood, but he could not find a suitable method.
Even the body refinement divine ability that he could find could not allow him to improve his physical body.
This was also why the higher the cultivation, the harder it was to improve his physical body.
When he reached the 150,000th step, even Chen Yang had no choice but to temporarily stop and rest.
The strength of the body didn't represent the strength of the body.
From a certain point of view, Chen Yang's body was comparable to the Divine Artifact, but it was not as hard as the Divine Artifact.
That was only an exaggeration of the strength of his physical body.
After lighting up a cigar made from Treasured Medicine, Chen Yang took a deep breath. A high level world was good. Smoking did not harm the body, but it was also beneficial to the health of the body and mind.
After finishing a cigar, Chen Yang continued climbing upwards.
Boom!
When he stepped onto the two hundred thousand steps, an overwhelming force swept over. This time, what Chen Yang dropped was not pure sweat, but blood and sweat!
Chen Yang quickly sat down cross-legged and meditated. He swallowed divine medicines to restore his body and strengthen himself at the same time.
Vitality kiln!
Three Revolutions Golden Body Art! He brazenly activated it.
The soaring blood energy dispersed the pressure!
An hour later, Chen Yang had adapted to the pressure on the two hundred thousand steps, the weight of two hundred million jin.
"The Dao of Vitality? Wrong, wrong!"
At this moment, a voice came from above. Chen Yang was shocked. He turned his head and saw a man in his thirties sitting on a flight of stairs not far in front of him. In front of him were spirit wine and a roast chicken.
The man drank big mouthfuls of wine and ate big mouthfuls of meat.
Chen Yang actually did not notice him just now!
"Senior, what do you mean by the Dao of Vitality?"
"Do you want to know?"
The man chuckled. "Why should I tell you?"
Are you crazy?
To say something that would whet one's appetite, and then to deliberately mystify others. This kind of person was definitely not a good person!
It was either a request or a scheme. Would Chen Yang fall for it?
Chen Yang ignored him and continued to climb.
When he walked past him, Chen Yang didn't even look at him.
The man was stunned. Wasn't this kid curious?
Interesting, really interesting!
The man was holding a wine pot in one hand and eating a roasted chicken in the other. He hurriedly chased after him, "You came to Purple Fire Sect to seek the Dao, right?"
"Seeking the Dao? Seeking the Dao?"
"The Dao of fleshly body becoming a God!"
"The Dao of the fleshly body becoming a god, you really dare to say that!"
Chen Yang couldn't help but think of the letter left by Qiu Jian, "There are no gods in this world anymore."
The man was stunned again. "How do you know that there are no gods in this world?"
"Isn't a god cultivated by a powerful Cultivator?"
Chen Yang glanced at him. "Do you need something? Don't follow me if it's nothing!"
"Follow you? Which eye of yours saw me following you?"
The man took a bite of the roast chicken. The chicken oil dripped from his mouth onto his clothes. He did not care at all. "Is this your home? You opened the road? "
This man is retarded!
After Chen Yang finished appraising, he simply closed his hearing and did not bother with him at all!
The man spoke alone for a long time, but he did not see Chen Yang speak. He felt that it was boring.
He sat down on the ground, "It's another stuffy bottle of oil that wants to cultivate wholeheartedly. Like you, you can't climb to the top at all!"
Seeing that the man wasn't following him, Chen Yang heaved a sigh of relief and continued to climb.
When he reached the 250,000th step, Chen Yang was forced to stop once again. He was in the midst of recovering from his cultivation when he saw the man casually walking up. He didn't seem to feel any pressure at all.
He had used his magic power?
Chen Yang frowned, but he didn't find any signs of circulating his magic power.
In other words, this man was using pure physical strength!
Chen Yang was shocked. In the Beihu Prefecture, Chen Yang hadn't found out that his physical strength was greater than his Cultivator.
Even when he came to the NanLee Fire Prefecture, Chen Yang found that most Implication God's physical strength was weak.
However, this man's body was obviously stronger than his!
"Are you from the Purple Fire Sect?"
When the man heard Chen Yang's words, he harrumphed and turned his head to the side. He ignored Chen Yang and left!
Chen Yang rubbed his nose. This man really held a grudge!
"Senior..."
Chen Yangyang opened his mouth and saw the man disappear from his sight.
After recovering for a while, Chen Yang didn't get used to it so quickly. He stayed there for six hours before he finally got used to it.
Chen Yang once again stepped onto the path of climbing.
Two hundred and sixty thousand steps. Two hundred and seventy thousand steps. Three hundred thousand, three hundred and fifty thousand... four hundred thousand!
It took Chen Yang two days and two nights to climb from the two hundred and fifty thousand steps to the four hundred thousand steps.
The pressure here had reached a terrifying four hundred million jin.
Every step Chen Yang went up, he had to withstand a tremendous amount of pressure. His muscles were squeezed, his blood stopped flowing, and his bones made creaking sounds!
His originally strong body was also compressed to a size smaller.
However, Chen Yang could clearly feel that his body had become stronger.
"Then, let's continue climbing up!"
Chen Yang climbed up day and night. Finally, on the seventh day, he climbed up the 500,000 steps!
"Ah... I slept for four or five days. It was so comfortable..."
The man stretched his back on the stairs and got up. He rubbed his stomach, took out the spirit wine and a roast chicken, and drank again.
Chen Yang looked at the man in shock. "You slept here for four or five days?"
He could actually sleep under such a huge pressure!
"None of your business!"
The man took a bite of the fat chicken and looked at Chen Yang with his nostrils.
"Damn, you are too arrogant!"
"So what if I am? Come and chase me if you have the ability, spicy chicken!"
The man said disdainfully.
What did you say? You called me spicy chicken!"
Chen Yang was startled and immediately became furious. This was the first time someone had called him spicy chicken.
"Don't use your magic power. At that time, the pressure on your body will suddenly increase by a hundred times. At that time, you will be instantly crushed by the pressure!"
"You want to shake me a bit?"
"So what if I shake you a little? If you have the ability, use your magic power!"
The man looked at Chen Yang with a smile that was not a smile and said.
"I... Why should I use my magic power?"
Chen Yang chuckled and took out the Drunken Immortal Wine from his Storage Ring. This was Extreme Origin True Monarch's signature spiritual wine!
He then took out the meat of Kun Peng from his interspatial Storage Ring and took a big bite!
The man sniffed and asked, "What kind of wine is this? And the meat in your hand. ... What Demonic Beast's meat is this?"
"You want to eat it?"
Chen Yang asked.
"Young man, look... I will exchange my wine for your wine, and my big fat chicken for..."
"Dream on!"
This Drunken Immortal Wine, even a late Implication God would have great effects after drinking it. It wasn't easy for me to get it from this old thing.
"Also, your big fat chicken wants to trade for my Kun Peng meat? You want to eat your fart?"
"Drunken Immortal Brew, Kun Peng meat?"
The man instantly felt the fat chicken in his mouth taste like chewing wax.
Where did this kid get so many good things?
The Kunpeng meat was a desolate beast. With a flap of its wings, it could reach 98,000 miles. Even if you can keep up with its speed, you have to beat it.
Chen Yang had been observing the man from the corner of his eye. After gulping down a mouthful of Drunken Immortal Wine, he burped and said, "Awesome!"
"Gulp!"
The man couldn't help but gulp!
"Little brother, what do you want to do to give me a little of the Drunken Immortal Wine?"
"Do you want to drink it? It's not impossible!"
Chen Yang said, "I like making friends the most. It's fate that we met here. I'll get straight to the point."
"Are you from the Purple Fire Sect?"
"Yes!"
What is the Dao of Vitality that you mentioned earlier!?
The man narrowed his eyes and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. "Shouldn't you share it with your good friend first?"
Chen Yang laughed out loud. He poured a cup of Drunken Immortal Wine and distributed a large piece of Kunpeng meat!
The man picked up the Drunken Immortal Wine and took a sip. All kinds of flavors exploded within his taste buds. He then took a mouthful of Kunpeng meat. Rich energy continuously flowed into his body.
"Satisfying!"
The male roared with laughter!
"The Dao of Vitalitys is also a type of body cultivator. For example, what you were cultivating before was most likely some sort of Vitality divine ability that could strengthen your own Vitality!"
The man said in a straight line!
"That's right!"
Chen Yang nodded.
"When you went up the mountain just now, did you feel that the strength of your body, which had no improvement at all, has increased once again?"
"How do you know!?"