In the early morning, the fresh air in the dense forest after the rain made people can't help but feel good, Chen Moyang, who was already ready to go, put the items into the spirit gathering ring, and the soul melting bracer that was discarded in it was also taken out by him and slowly put on his body.

Since it is an ascetic practice, of course, you have to squeeze every trace of potential in your body. Feeling the familiar heaviness, Chen Moyang grinned and raised his feet to walk in the direction of the target.

The weight of the Blood Phoenix Stick and the Soul Melting Bracer made Chen Moyang a little unbearable, coupled with the amazing restraining effect on spiritual power, after not taking a few steps, the sweat had already gently rolled outward along the skin.

The spacious yellow earth, washed by the heavy rain, looks a little soft, and every step of Chen Moyang will leave a conspicuous footprint on the ground.

Gasping for breath, after a morning of stop-and-go, Chen Moyang finally merged into the avenue to the entrance of the Spirit Beast Mountain Range.

"Old man, I feel that I am really guilty of myself, what are I doing with the Soul Melting Bracer!" After walking a distance again, Chen Moyang finally couldn't support it, and quickly found a big tree, relying on the violent panting, the sweat on his face flowed down like a stream, and the clothes on his back were already soaked.

"Hehe, the cultivation has begun, you kid is quite conscious, otherwise I will remind you to wear the Soul Melting Bracer, such a comfortable life in Maple Academy has left you, and you only have to adapt now." From the Spirit Gathering Ring, there was a slightly gloating laugh from the fog spirit.

Hearing this, Chen Moyang just shook his head with a wry smile, fortunately, he had already adapted to the Soul Melting Bracer before, otherwise he might not even be able to walk a few hundred meters before he would be tired and lying here.

The young man who was slumped on the ground and the strange long stick behind him attracted a lot of attention, but when he felt the aura of the latter, he looked away.

The suppressive power of the Soul Melting Bracer on Chen Moyang greatly reduced his strength, but the benefits brought by it were also obvious, because of his suppressive effect, Chen Moyang was spared the embarrassing situation of being noticed, otherwise, a sixteen-year-old Earth Soul Realm in this place would receive more than a little attention, which was certainly not what he wanted to see. Exposing one's strength in front of others is a fool's move.

Fingers wiped on the spirit gathering ring, and a jade bottle appeared in his hand, poured out a light cyan pill from it, and swallowed it into his abdomen, which was the seal of his hands, and restored the spiritual power lost in his body through the medicinal effect.

This kind of pill is a kind of Huili Pill with good medicinal effect, after he was able to refine the second-grade pill himself, he begged Yao Madness to provide him with pills and medicinal materials, and the medicine madness who was forced to be helpless also agreed, which also made Chen Moyang refine a lot of Hui Li Dan, which happened to be used in this practice.

Moreover, Chen Moyang also found something that particularly surprised him, the spirit determination could directly absorb the spiritual power in the spirit treasure, and after he took the refined elixir, the difficult medicinal power in it would be consciously absorbed by the spirit decision, and then transformed into pure spiritual power, pouring into the meridians, this discovery made him feel as if he had opened a new continent, and he was really wise about choosing to become a medicine spirit master before.

After a while, with the effect of the Huili Pill, Chen Moyang quickly regained his physical strength, his eyes cautiously scanned the road, and after seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he got up with difficulty and walked towards the entrance again.

Touching the sweat on his forehead, Chen Moyang patted the Soul Melting Wrist on his hand with hatred and love, and when he was exhausted to the peak again, he faintly felt that the muscles of his whole body were faintly strengthened, and a new feeling was born leisurely.

After another hour of traveling, I finally arrived at the entrance of the Spirit Beast Mountain Range again at noon, and today it was extremely lively.

Most of the people who went to the Spirit Beast Mountain Range were those mercenaries who licked blood on the knife all day long, they were in groups, holding each other's arms, spitting at the entrance, unscrupulously discussing which woman they had met before had the most taste, where the wine was the strongest, and what spirit beast was the most ferocious...

Looking at the large number of mercenaries at the entrance, Chen Moyang frowned, supported his body, and slowly approached.

"Stinky boy, don't look at so many mercenaries here, they have a strict distribution. The first is the organized mercenary group, which is the most powerful and has the largest number of people, most of whom are above the Soul Realm. The second type is some temporary mercenary groups, which are basically disbanded after completing a mission, and their strength is also uneven, and there is basically no tacit understanding and cooperation. And the third type is some mercenaries who walk alone, this kind of people are generally brave and daring, or have life-saving hole cards. In the Spirit Gathering Ring, the fog spirit slowly introduced.

Nodding, Chen Moyang already understood what the fog spirit meant, standing in a corner, his eyes constantly sweeping over these mercenary groups, in order to find the most suitable for him. After all, in the dangerous Spirit Beast Mountain Range, any slightest negligence could lead to the possibility of total annihilation.

When Chen Moyang was searching for his satisfactory team, a rough voice sounded: "The Qinglong Mercenary Regiment is temporarily recruiting people to help us complete this task, the quota is only ten, and the strength must be above the late stage of the Soul Realm, everyone hurry up!"

The shouting silenced the noisy environment slightly, and after a moment, some of the lone mercenaries felt that they had met the conditions, and they rushed to the middle-aged people who were shouting.

The reputation of the Qinglong Mercenary Group in this area is very great, and with its scale, it has to find another person, and the reward for the task must be very rich, with the strength of this mercenary group, after joining, life will be a little more secure, and so on, naturally these mercenaries will look like this.

Looking at the mercenaries who suddenly went crazy in a daze, Chen Moyang pondered for a moment, and then squeezed towards the middle-aged man with the flow of people, completely losing the previous tiredness, which made the fog spirit in the Spirit Gathering Ring smile.

From the mouths of these mercenaries, the strength of this mercenary group is derived, if you join them, as long as you find a remote and safe place to cultivate on the way, you can leave this team with confidence.

"There's one last spot!" the middle-aged man shouted as he raised the sheepskin scroll in his hand, looked at the crowd crowded in front of him.

"I!" the young man's slightly immature voice, with a little panting, sounded clearly in this space.

"Eh, little brother, are you sure?, what we need is a martial artist above the late stage of the Soul Realm!" the middle-aged man was stunned when he saw the young man with a delicate face, and couldn't help but emphasize the conditions he had put forward again.

"Damn, where did you come from, has the hair grown!"

"Hurry up and dodge, don't waste the uncle's time!"

When the mercenaries who were crowded together saw that the quota was snatched up by an unknown teenager, they immediately cursed, and their eyes were full of disdain.

Ignoring the noisy sounds around him, Chen Moyang looked at the middle-aged man in his eyes, gasped slightly, and the milky white spiritual power quickly wrapped his fist, and when he looked around, he slammed his fist on a thick green wood.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the thick trunk snapped in the stunned gaze of everyone, and then fell to the ground, splashing dust on the ground.

"Is this okay?" Glancing lightly at the mercenaries around him, Chen Moyang said lightly.

"Yes, yes, the little brother is really unseemly. Welcome to the Blue Dragon Mercenary Regiment. Nodding in amazement, the middle-aged man said in a loud voice.

Seeing that the last place was seized by a teenager, the mercenaries around him were full of unwillingness, but looking at the collapsed tree trunk, they had to leave in a huff.