Duanmu's roar at dusk was blown away by the wind, and Ai Hui could not hear anything. If there were any memories of him just now, it would probably be left to remind himself that this place is not wilderness.

Outside the golden tower, custom-made utensils were scattered on the ground, and Ai Hui picked up one by one and put them on his body. This was his customized "armor", all made of steel, and because he was in a hurry, he could only be considered simple in appearance. Without any patterns, the helmet was like an upside-down bucket, leaving only two thin slits on the eyes. Other parts of the body were just a piece of iron on the chest, and the other parts were also rough. On the contrary, the joints were very clever, showing that the blacksmith's skills were good.

The most peculiar thing about the whole set of "armor" is on the back, and there is no armor on the entire back. This is the naked iron armor prepared by Ai Hui specifically for the practice of the Hanging Golden Tower.

After finishing his dress, Ai Hui tried to move it, and it 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 whole set of naked iron armor was about 200 kilograms. Even though Ai Hui had been carrying heavy objects in the wilderness, he was very tired to drag the iron armor to the Hanging Tower.

Fortunately, Ai Hui's body has been doing heavy work for a long time, so she is considered strong. However, wearing a whole set of iron armor, you can still feel that your physical activities are affected.

Tied the chains and dressed neatly, Ai Hui entered the Hanging Tower again.

Bang bang bang bang!

The iron armor on Ai Hui's body collided with the wall, which was much more spectacular than before. Each time it hit, sparks splashed everywhere, and the sound of the collision was many times greater than before, and his head was buzzing.

After a while, Ai Hui gradually adapted to the deafening sound and began to experience the benefits of naked iron armor.

The golden power in the golden wind could not pass through the iron armor on Ai Hui's body, and the pain of needle stabbing was all gathered on his back. Ai Hui was so energetic that the naked iron armor had taken a lot of his brain, and he still got the inspiration from the iron chain safely. Since the golden wind could not destroy the iron chain, it would definitely not destroy the iron chain.

It turned out that his idea was right, and nothing encouraged Ai Hui more than this.

Feeling the tingling sensation on his back reached his limit, Ai Hui grabbed the iron chain and climbed out. Ai Hui was too lazy to take off his iron armor. He directly practiced [Fish Arch Back] against the exterior wall as usual.

Bang!

Ai Hui felt different at the first time, and his back almost shook. He rested for five minutes before he recovered. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. The effect of gold, silver and silver shatters was very good, better than before. However, due to the weight of iron armor, the force of fish arched back was much larger than before, which caused some minor injuries to the muscles on his back.

Although the force of the fish arched the back was too strong, it was brought by the iron armor. In terms of completion, it decreased a lot. Because of the weight of the iron armor, Ai Hui's force was deviated, which was more powerful, but the strength was not concentrated enough and was more divergent.

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

Bang!

This time, Ai Hui was bounced out directly, and with a bang, it smashed the dust all over the sky.

As the smoke and dust disappeared, Ai Hui struggled to get up, spit out the soil in his mouth, secretly felt cruel in his heart, and walked towards the Hanging Golden Tower.

Bang bang bang bang!

A can of iron was hitting the tower tirelessly.

As night falls, the stars climb up to the dome, and the beads of sweat raised in the night wind are like a dazzling star. The sky is green, the clouds are gradually dyed, and the morning light of the rising sun passes through the eaves of the tower and falls on the iron can sleeping soundly against the wall, with crystal dewdrops. The scorching sun hangs high, and sweat burns and steeps in the iron can, like a burning throat is silent in the clanging sound.

Time passes day by day.

Continuous, boring, and high-intensity practice is a great test for human nerves.

Bang, Ai Hui sat on the ground with his butt, too lazy to untie the iron armor on his body, but he just took off his helmet. This thing was a bit boring after wearing it for a long time. Since he put on his naked iron armor, he has never untie it, whether he eats or sleeps. His expression was a bit dazed, and it was like this when his cultivation was approaching his limit.

After sitting for about twenty minutes, his bare face was restored to a little vitality and came back to his senses from his trance. Ai Hui, who had recovered from his energy, was immediately swept by a strong sense of hunger. He took a piece of pancake from the cloth bag, but Ai Hui didn't care at all, and wiped out one piece in a few seconds.

When he reached into the cloth bag again, he felt empty.

None?

He was stunned for a moment, lifted the cloth bag, turned it to the sky, and there was nothing inside.

How long have you been? He couldn't remember it, but he knew it was time to go back. He was about to rush back, but after thinking about it, he still removed the iron armor on his body and found a place nearby to hide it. Anyway, this thing is not worth much and no one can take it seriously. After replenishing dry food, he will come back soon. If you don't wear iron armor, you can bring more dry food.

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

Ai Hui rushed forward, and he was startled by his speed. Ai Hui's eyes immediately lit up. It turned out that there were such benefits to practicing with naked iron armor.

Without saying a word, he rushed towards Songjian City.

Li Wei is not tall and wears a simple blue shirt. Unlike Zhou Xiaoxi's strongness, he looks a little weak and has a very similar temperament to the school master. He wanders around with great enthusiasm, and few people know that he was studying in Songjian City fifteen years ago. When he was fine, he liked to revisit his hometown.

When he sees familiar and unfamiliar scenery, he will think of his best time before, and many vague memories will surface.

He was strolling in the garden, and the scenery around him changed, and he felt a little familiar. He knew that he must have been here before, but he was uncertain about the specific location for a while. After all, he hadn't been here for fifteen years.

It was not until a towering spire came into his sight that he suddenly realized.

It turned out to be the golden tower!

Li Wei immediately became excited and even accelerated his pace. The Xuanjin Tower was a place where he often practiced. He remembered that he seemed to have written an experience in practicing Xuanjin Tower before.

There are still so few people here!

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

The Xuanjin Tower has never been a popular place for cultivation. He chose the Xuanjin Tower as his main practice place because it was quieter.

When he came back fifteen years later, the Hanging Golden Tower was still the same as before, and there was no change. He knew that as long as the golden wind continued for a day, the Hanging Golden Tower would not fall for a day.

He walked up the steps, and he was extremely familiar with every tree and grass here.

While he was walking forward, he stroked the tower wall. Countless days and nights of the past flowed like a lantern in his heart, and a smile of remembrance was on the corner of his mouth.

His hands suddenly stopped.

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

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Chapter completed!