Duanmu's roar at dusk was blown away by the wind, and Ai Hui couldn't hear it at all. If there is any residual memory of what happened just now, it is probably only necessary to remind himself that this is not a wilderness.

Outside the Hanging Gold Pagoda, the custom-made utensils were scattered on the ground, and Ai Hui picked them up and put them on his body one by one. This is his custom-made "armor", all made of steel, and due to the hurry, it can only be regarded as rudimentary in appearance. Without any patterns, the helmet resembles an upside-down bucket, leaving only two thin slits in the eye area. The rest of the body is even better, the chest is a piece of iron, and the other parts are also rough, but the joints are very dexterous, showing that the blacksmith's skills are good.

The most peculiar part of the whole set of "armor" is on the back, and there is no armor on the entire back, which is the bare-backed iron armor specially prepared by Ai Hui for the cultivation of the Hanging Golden Pagoda.

After putting it on, Ai Hui tried to move, and he felt pretty good. Because Ai Hui told the blacksmith to be strong and reliable, the iron armor was also made very thick, and the weight of the entire set of bareback iron armor was about two hundred catties. Rao is Ai Hui has always carried heavy loads in the wilderness, but in order to drag this set of iron armor to the Hanging Golden Tower, he is tired enough.

Fortunately, Ai Hui's body has been doing heavy work for a long time, and he can be regarded as strong. However, when wearing the entire iron armor, you can still feel that the movement of your body is affected.

Fasten the chains, dress neatly, and enter the Hanging Gold Pagoda again.

Bang bang bang!

The impact between the iron armor and the wall on Ai Hui's body was much more spectacular than before, and every time it hit, sparks flew everywhere, and the impact sound was many times louder than before, and his head was buzzing. Bai Du Yi Yan Song Hall Chop Mouth New Chapter L Section

After a while, Ai Hui gradually adjusted to the deafening sound and began to appreciate the benefits of bareback iron armor.

The Jin Yuan force in the golden wind could not pass through the iron armor on Ai Hui's body, and the pain of the needle prick was all gathered on his back. Ai Hui's spirits were lifted, and it took a lot of his brains to carry the iron armor bareback, and he still got inspiration from the iron rope safe and sound. Since the golden wind can't destroy the iron cable, then it must not be able to destroy the iron armor.

It turned out that he was right, and nothing encouraged Ai Hui more than that.

Feeling the tingling sensation in his back reach his limit, Ai Hui grabbed the rope and climbed out. Ai Hui, who climbed out, didn't bother to take off his iron armor, and practiced [Fish Arch Back] against the outer wall directly as usual.

Syllable!

Di Aihui felt different, his back was almost shaken apart. He rested for five minutes before he recovered, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly on his face, the effect of the gold yuan and silver milli dispersion was excellent, better than before. However, due to the weight of the iron armor, the strength of the fish's arched back was much greater than before, causing the muscles in his back to suffer some minor injuries.

Although the strength of the fish's arched back is great, it is brought by the iron armor. In terms of completion, it has dropped a lot. Because of the weight of the iron armor, Ai Hui's force was more than strong, but the strength was not concentrated enough and was more divergent.

Ai Hui, who felt that he had relieved himself, pondered for a while, put on a posture, and did [Fish Arch Back] again.

Syllable!

This time, Ai Hui was directly bounced out, and with a bang, he smashed up the dust in the sky.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Ai Hui struggled to get up, spit out the soil in his mouth, secretly ruthless in his heart, and strode towards the Hanging Golden Pagoda.

Bang bang bang!

A tin can, tirelessly pounding the tower.

As night falls, the stars climb to the dome, and the sweat beads raised in the night wind seem to spill out a dazzling star. The sky is blue, the clouds are gradually dyed, and the morning light of the rising sun passes through the eaves of the tower and falls on the tin can that is sleeping against the wall, and the dew drops are crystal clear. The scorching sun hung high, sweat burned and steamed in the tin can, and the burning throat was silent in the clattering sound.

Time passed.

Continuous boring and high-intensity cultivation is a great test for people's nerves.

Bang, Ai Hui sat on the ground with his buttocks, and he didn't bother to solve the iron armor on his body, he just took off his helmet, this thing was a little stuffy after wearing it for a long time. Since he put on the bareback iron armor, he has not been relieved, no matter whether he eats or sleeps. His expression was a little trance-like, and this was the case when his cultivation was close to his limit.

After sitting for more than twenty minutes, his wooden face regained some vitality and came back to his senses from his trance. Ai Hui, who had recovered his strength, was immediately swept away by a strong feeling of hunger. took a piece of pancake from the cloth bag, but Ai Hui didn't care about the dry and hard pancake at all, and eliminated one piece by dividing three or five by two.

When he reached for the sack again, he felt empty.

Gone?

He was stunned, picked up the cloth bag, turned it upside down, and there was nothing inside.

How long he stayed? He couldn't remember, but he knew it was time to go back. He was just about to rush back, but after thinking about it, he removed the iron armor on his body and found a place to hide nearby. Anyway, it's not worth much, and no one can look at it. After replenishing the dry food yourself, you will be back soon, and you can bring a little more dry food without wearing iron armor.

After removing the iron armor, Ai Hui only felt that his body was as light as a swallow, and the whole person was like stepping on a pile of cotton, fluttering.

Ai Hui, who was in high spirits, rushed forward, and he was startled by his speed. Ai Hui's eyes lit up immediately, it turned out that wearing bareback iron armor to cultivate still had such benefits.

Without saying a word, he pulled his legs and rushed in the direction of Matsuma Castle.

Li Wei is not tall, wearing a very simple green shirt, different from Zhou Xiaoxi's sturdy, he looks a little weak, and his temperament is very similar to that of the master in the school. He wandered around with great interest, and few people knew that he had studied at Matsuma Castle fifteen years earlier. When he's not working, he likes to revisit his old places.

When he sees the familiar and unfamiliar scenery, he will think of his best times in the past, and many vague memories will surface.

As he strolled around, the scenery around him changed, and he felt something familiar. He knew that he must have been here before, but for a moment he was unsure of the exact location, after all, he hadn't been here in fifteen years.

It wasn't until a towering spire came into view that it dawned on him.

It turned out to be the Hanging Golden Pagoda!

Levi immediately became excited, and he didn't even speed up his steps involuntarily. The Hanging Golden Pagoda used to be a place where he often cultivated, and he remembered that he seemed to have written a special article about his cultivation experience in the Hanging Golden Pagoda before.

There are still so few people here!

He couldn't help but sigh the same as he did fifteen years ago.

The Hanging Golden Pagoda has never been a popular place for cultivation, and it was because it was relatively quiet that he chose the Hanging Golden Pagoda as his main cultivation place.

Fifteen years later, the Hanging Golden Pagoda is still the same as before, nothing has changed. He knew that as long as the golden wind continued, this hanging golden pagoda would not fall for a day.

He walked up the steps, and he was very familiar with every plant and tree here.

As he walked forward, he stroked the tower wall, countless days and nights of the past flowed in his heart like a marquee, and there was a smile of remembrance on the corner of his mouth.

His hand stopped suddenly.

He woke up suddenly, noticed the touch of his palm, and couldn't help but snort.

PS: Is everyone's worthless shopping cart ready?