In the cold wind of the early morning, the man dressed in purple gold bright light armor proudly raised his head and stood on the top of Baizhang Mountain with his hands in his hands, under the reflection of the red light of the morning sun, like a huge sculpture made of gold, exuding a golden brilliant light.

Yaoguang watched with sparkling eyes, and finally couldn't help but admire after being stunned for a long time: "Lord, after you put on this armor, you are really stylish, even if you are three hundred miles away, you can feel your domineering!"

Hearing Yaoguang's heartfelt praise, Chu Bai couldn't help but burst into tears, and turned his head with great difficulty: "What's the nonsense! Tell me quickly, how can I take off this ghost?"

Obviously, if time could be reversed by half an hour, Chu Bai swore that he would die headfirst on a tree, and he would never launch this purple gold bright light armor, no matter how invincible he was, he would not touch it!

God knows what's going on? This purple gold bright light armor is not only full of the aura of an upstart, but also as heavy as a hill, so that after Chu Bai wears it, let alone running, he even has to gasp for a few heavy breaths with every step.

What's worse is that when he finally couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to take it off, Yaoguang regretfully told him - what, another side effect of this purple gold bright light armor is that after putting it on, it can't be lifted on its own, and it has to wait for three hours......

This is really a thunderbolt on a sunny day! Chu Bai originally wanted to rush back to Fang City as soon as possible to collect materials, but now he was so painful that he couldn't even walk, so he could only stand on the hill very miserably and pose, honestly waiting for the time limit to pass.

Crushed to the point that his backbone was about to be broken, and he felt the sweat on his body flow down like a waterfall, he finally couldn't help but moan: "Yaoguang! can you help me get some water, I think I'm about to become the first person to be crushed to death by the magic weapon!"

"Oh!oh!oh!" Yaoguang nodded sympathetically, and immediately jumped to fetch water, but after a while, she suddenly hurried back and said: "Lord, the flying swords under the mountain are roaring and staggering, and it seems that there are monks fighting the law!"

"Really?" Chu Bai listened a little, and sure enough, he could faintly hear the whistling sound of the air waves, but he couldn't help but be a little curious.

But then, he looked at the purple gold bright light armor on his body, but his face was suddenly full of distress: "Whatever! Let them fight well, I can't help even if I want to!"

"No, lord!" Yaoguang shook his head and muttered with a strange face, "They fought extremely fiercely, throwing things everywhere, and spirit stones, flying swords, and magic weapons rolled all over the ground...... Well, my lord, why are you kneeling?"

Chu Bai carried the heavy armor and squirmed forward with great difficulty: "What, I have thought about it seriously, the road is uneven, draw a sword to help, how can I sit idly by?"

"Well, my lord, you really have a sense of justice...... However, didn't you say that this Mingguang armor is so heavy that you can't even walk?"

"That's right, but my master always said that when you have money to make, you have to climb over it...... What, come and help me, I'm about to roll down the mountain!"

Muttering so hard, under the temptation of the spirit stone, Chu Bai actually carried hundreds of catties of Mingguang armor and rushed to the foot of the mountain with great difficulty.

But even so, he was already exhausted, but before he could catch his breath, he heard a scream like a pig-killing suddenly came, piercing people's eardrums about to burst: "Help, help, robbery, robbery!"

Is this robbery or robbery, Chu Bai was dizzy when he heard it, and when he looked up in amazement, he couldn't help but be taken aback: "I, Lao Zhao, why are you here?"

On the vast plain, the one who staggered all the way came was Zhao Fatzi, who was known as the goose plucking, but his image at this time was a little miserable, not like a goose plucking, but like a wild goose that had been plucked.

Suddenly seeing the golden Chu Bai, Zhao Fatzi couldn't help but be taken aback, and then suddenly pounced on him with ecstaty: "Old Chu, you came just in time, save me, someone is robbing!"

Robbery? Chu Bai couldn't help but be speechless, what the hell is the hell in his heart, no matter how weak Lao Zhao is, he is also a monk in the middle stage of Qi training, and he will be driven out of desperation?

"Nonsense! Those bastards who robbed me are all above the middle stage of Qi training!" Zhao Fatzi was panting and about to die, and he hid behind Chu Bai very unrighteously, but looked into the distance with palpitations.

Before the words fell, I saw in the sky in the distance, the black fog was surging and chasing after it, and there was a faint red blood sword light in the fog rushing straight to the sky, accompanied by a roar that shook the wilderness: "A ghost in a cave in the West Mountain came here to do business, and those who knew each other handed over their things, and those who stood in the way died!"

Chu Bai couldn't help but gasp, and turned his head to look at him in astonishment: "Fat Zhao, you guys are really lucky, how could you provoke these guys who eat people and don't spit out bones?"

The so-called ghost of a cave in Xishan is a group of strange monks who have emerged in Mingzhou in recent years, this group of monks was originally just a horse thief in the mortal world, but then they didn't know what adventures they had, and they all stepped into the cultivation world, and the progress of cultivation was extremely fast.

What's even more strange is that although they have become monks, they still do not change their previous nature as horse thieves, and often go out in groups to rob and scatter cultivators, not only snatching the spirit stone pill magic weapon, but even the souls of those scattered cultivators also take away the sacrificial refining magic weapon.

And because most of them practice netherworld spells, and they act extremely ruthlessly and unscrupulously, so over time, they are called a ghost in a cave in Xishan by everyone, and they can be described as fierce and monstrous in this Mingzhou cultivation world!

Because of this, when Chu Bai heard the name of this ghost in a cave in the West Mountain at this moment, he couldn't help but muttered to himself, and he thought to himself that this dead fat man could think of it, and actually let our little monk, who was in the middle of Qi training, deal with these guys who kill people without blinking?

Zhao Fatzi also secretly complained to himself, and hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Old Chu, you must hold on, as long as you can hold on until reinforcements arrive...... I'll give you 500 spirit stones as a reward!"

Five hundred spirit stones? Chu Bai was naturally very moved, but he shook his head in distress and said, "I still don't want it!" What I lack now is not a spirit stone, but a material for refining ghost soldiers, you can see ......."

I know! Zhao Fatzi couldn't help but roll his eyes desperately, but he still had to grit his teeth and say: "Whatever you have!" As long as I have it, you can take whatever you want, but if it is worth more than a thousand spirit stones, I would rather be killed by a ghost in a cave in Xishan!"

As he spoke, the black fog in the sky had already roared, and five or six vicious monks appeared from the fog, but all of them were cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building, and each of them wore a few low-grade magic weapons, which could be described as murderous and menacing.

It was clear that he wanted to shock the audience first, but the black-faced man in front didn't speak, and stretched out his hand viciously, and suddenly there was a red blood sword light rising into the sky, smashing all the surrounding plants, trees and rocks!

In the dust, looking at the trembling Zhao Fat Man, he sneered hideously, and the scar on his face wriggled like a poisonous insect: "Dead fat man, if you are interested, hand over your things...... You think you can deal with us if you find a junior monk in the early stage of Qi training?"

Zhao Fatzi was speechless and turned his head to look at Chu Bai, and suddenly exclaimed with a strange face: "I'm fork! Old Chu, aren't you in the middle stage of Qi training? Why did you fall back to the early stage of Qi training?"

"Well, it's a long story!" Chu Bai sighed with emotion, but before he could explain, Zhao Fatzi had already complained bitterly, and he didn't even have the last trace of luck.

Where will you let go of the fat meat in your mouth, the black-faced man waved his hand, and five or six monks immediately surrounded him: "Want to leave? How can it be so easy, do you two surrender with interest, or do you plan to wait for Uncle Ben to do it himself?"

"Big brother, what are you talking nonsense about them?" The five or six monks didn't bother to say, and some of them deliberately drove past Chu Bai with magic weapons, flipped the back of the knife and slammed it on the purple gold bright light armor, but they laughed and walked away.

Chu Bai couldn't help but grit his teeth, and even his eyes were red!

Uncle Ben is so poor that he doesn't even have clothes, you scum still have flying magic weapons, and even those blood knives are low-grade magic weapons, which still makes people live!

Uncle can endure it, and sister-in-law can't bear it! He gritted his teeth murderously and shouted hysterically: "Xiao Yao, do it!"

Before the words fell, in the hundred-zhang black qi that suddenly took off into the air, Yaoguang suddenly rushed out with murderous aura and punched out!

The monk, who was laughing proudly, screamed and flew upside down dozens of feet, crossing a graceful curve, and his bones shattered into the mud and dust.

With a successful blow, Yaoguang didn't stop, and directly pounced on the two black-robed monks who were closest to him, and shouted like thunder: "How can this be reasonable! Who dares to hurt my lord!"

In an instant, the two mixed yuan silver hammers rose against the storm, and suddenly turned into a huge mountain rock with a radius of dozens of zhang, and suddenly smashed down with extreme ferocity!

Boom, boom, boom! The hammer shadow roared across the sky, and before the two monks could react, they were directly smashed into the dirt pit, and even the talisman was smashed to pieces!

At this moment, the audience was already dumbfounded, and the remaining monks were completely stunned, and for a while, they collectively lost their voices!

In the strange silence, Zhao Fatzi was even more dumbfounded, as if he was unconscious, staring at Yaoguang floating in the void.

In an instant, he suddenly gasped, and his fat face suddenly trembled wildly, as if he had been hit by five thunderbolts.

"Ghost ...... Ghost soldiers, circle you with a fork, this is equivalent to the ghost soldiers in the middle stage of foundation building?"

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Seeing a lot of messages from old readers, Shui Shui felt very warm in his heart, and thanked the new readers for their support, thank you, please recommend more click to collect...... Well, I'll invite you to dinner, do you like braised or steamed or sweet and sour!