Chapter 929: Demon-Suppressing Monument

He Sui said: "There are also people in Taoyuan who practice body training, but they need both resources and the will to persevere. There are very few such people. On the contrary, the speed of practicing true qi is much faster than practicing the body, and there is no need to endure the pain of physical training. The effect is also quick, and there are many exercises, so 99% of people will choose to practice qi."

Hearing this, Chen Yang did not waver at all.

He will continue to practice body training.

He will not fall behind in practicing true qi.

He believes that if you go one way alone, you will never reach the end. The human body complements each other. If there is any shortcoming, you will fall into shackles.

So, there can be no shortcoming.

You must be strong in true qi and physique.

Though thinking so, Chen Yang did not explain too much to He Sui: "I got a body training exercise before, just practiced it casually, and the effect is not bad."

He Sui smiled, pointed to the stone tablet in the center of the hall, and encouraged: "Keep going, I believe you can get there."

A smile that can overwhelm the country may be referring to women like He Sui.

At this moment, she smiled, so beautiful that Chen Yang was distracted for a while.

It was not until she blushed and lowered her head that Chen Yang realized that his eyes were a little distracted. He smiled, retracted his gaze, and looked at the stone tablet.

The improvement of the Eight Desolate Tyrant Body allowed him to withstand stronger gravity, and he walked a few steps forward.

But there was still some distance from the stone tablet.

The closer he got to the center, the faster the gravity increased. Perhaps it had reached thirty times the gravity, which bent Chen Yang's knees again.

He stopped again and used the gravity field to train the Eight Desolate Tyrant Body.

In this way, while walking and practicing, Chen Yang slowly approached the stone tablet.

...

Unknowingly, eight days passed.

Practicing in the gravity field, Chen Yang's Eight Desolate Tyrant Body improved greatly.

His skin became smoother and smoother, as delicate as a newborn baby.

But he could clearly feel that his blood and body were stronger, his defense was improved by several levels, and his strength reached more than ten thousand pounds.

Ten thousand jin of force, according to the records in the "Immortal Demon Dao Canon", is equivalent to the middle stage of foundation building.

In other words, relying on physical strength alone, he can now fight against the middle stage of foundation building without losing.

Of course, the cultivators of foundation building have other means. It is not so easy to win by relying on defense and brute force alone.

However, you have to know that Chen Yang is only in the middle stage of innate.

Such a comparison is too terrible.

"It is worthy of being the "Eight Desolations Tyrant Body Art", it is really too fierce. If I really get into the first level of Tyrant Body, it would be great."

"Hehe, it's also thanks to this gravity field, otherwise, my Eight Desolations Tyrant Body would not have improved so rapidly."

Chen Yang was overjoyed. Just the improvement of the Eight Desolations Tyrant Body was worth the trip to the Great Xia Ruins.

Coming back to his senses, he looked at the stone tablet in front of him.

After eight days, he had walked to the front of the stone tablet.

The gravity field in the center may have forty times the gravity, but the impact on him is not too great. Although he cannot fully exert his combat power, there is no big problem in free movement.

He raised his hand and gently stroked the stone tablet, only to feel the stone tablet was cold. A faint breath came from the stone tablet, like a ferocious beast that had been sleeping for ten thousand years, suddenly opened its eyes, causing him to tremble and retract his hand.

Moreover, a breath was faintly emitted from the stone tablet, like the breath of a monster, which was not condensed and diffused to the surroundings.

Chen Yang frowned and looked at the stone tablet. He saw that the stone tablet was pitch black, plain and unadorned, with a flat shape and no corners. It looked like a piece of black stone was casually moved from the mountain and thrown here.

However, the majestic momentum of the stone tablet was not something that ordinary stones could have.

Even Chen Yang looked at the stone tablet and felt like surrendering unconsciously.

"It's really weird!"

Chen Yang sighed secretly and continued to observe the crack in the center of the stone tablet.

The crack was about the width of an index finger, from the root of the stone tablet to the top, dividing the stone tablet into two halves.

The words carved on the stone tablet were also divided into two halves.

The text was crooked, like a picture, and it looked like three words.

Chen Yang didn't know what kind of text it was, he had never seen it before.

But it looked a bit like Chinese characters, but he didn't know which dynasty it belonged to, and it didn't look like oracle bone script.

"Strange, what is written here?"

Chen Yang was wondering, and suddenly, the "Immortal Demon Dao Canon" in his mind opened, and a book called "Demon Writings Collection" appeared in his mind.

"What the hell?"

Chen Yang was surprised, and the "Demon Writings Collection" in his mind quickly flipped through, and then stopped at a certain page.

Several words emerged from the "Demon Writings Collection", which were exactly the same as the words carved on the stone tablet, and there appeared a comparison reference of Chinese characters.

These three words, when replaced with Chinese characters, meant "Demon Suppression Monument"!

"Demon Suppression Monument, is there a powerful monster suppressed under this stone tablet!?"

Chen Yang's face changed, and he didn't have time to admire the rich reserves of the "Immortal Demon Dao Canon", but he became nervous.

If it is really a demon-suppressing stele, the cracking of the stele indicates that the demon beast will break the suppression seal and reappear in the world.

The Great Xia Ruins has made such a big fuss, and the demon beast suppressed under this stele is definitely not a trivial one.

If the demon beast really appears, it will be troublesome.

"According to the guidance of the Four Symbols Trapped Dragon Formation, this is definitely where the formation's eye is. The best treasure in the entire Daxia ruins must be here. Even if I have to leave, I have to get the treasure first."

Chen Yang was not in a hurry and continued to observe the stone tablet.

Now that we have come here, even if the Bahuang Tyrant Body is refined, there is absolutely no reason to return empty-handed. You have to get something no matter what.

At this time, Chen Yang noticed that there were two purple flowers looming in the cracks of the stone tablet.

The flowers have three petals and a purple fruit grows in the middle.

"Purple Kite Fruit!"

Chen Yang's eyes lit up, with a look of surprise on his face.

Purple Kite Fruit is a very rare spiritual fruit that can be taken directly. After refining, it will be of great benefit to your cultivation.

This fruit is hidden in the cracks. It is not easy to see without looking carefully.

Moreover, the aura of Ziyuan Guo seemed to be obscured by the Demon Suppressing Monument, so Chen Yang didn't notice it just now.

"nice one."

Chen Yang chuckled, stretched out the Xueyang Sword, picked two purple kite fruits on the blade, and took them out from the crack in the stone tablet.

He collected the two Purple Kite Fruits and observed around the Demon Suppression Monument for a while. Finding nothing else, he turned around and walked out of the hall and returned to the passage.

However, he did not notice that after he turned around, the roots of the purple kite fruit in the crack of the Demon Suppression Monument withered instantly, and a wisp of purple smoke rose up and dispersed in the air.

The Demon Suppression Monument trembled slightly, and the crack seemed to have widened a bit.