Defeating an amateur person did not make Ai Hui's mood excited. However, he still felt his own progress in this short battle. The growth of Yuan power had a direct impact on his strength. The gold power absorbed from the Hanging Golden Tower was much purer than the ordinary gold power. The Yuan power in his body could still be considered weak, but three times the growth meant that he could play a lot more room for him.

Ai Hui walked outside the Xuanjin Tower Gate, but did not go in rashly this time. The lesson last time was profound.

The howling wind in the tower is still so shocking.

Ai Hui took out the rope he had just bought, tied a stone the size of a bamboo basket at one end, and tied the other end of the rope to his waist. He lifted the stone and threw it into the tower.

The rope suddenly stretched out and a powerful force came. Ai Hui was prepared, but he was still staggering.

The golden wind in the tower was too violent, and the stones were blown everywhere and banged. The power from the rope exceeded Ai Hui's expectations. He tried hard to stabilize his body, but he was still pulled a little closer to the tower gate.

A little fear arose in Ai Hui's heart. He was lucky to be able to come out alive last time.

Suddenly the rope loosened, and the force that was pulling him forward suddenly disappeared. Ai Hui, who was unprepared, fell backwards. Ai Hui's reaction was very fast. At the moment of falling to the ground, his hand gently slapped the ground, and his body rose into the air and landed steadily on the ground.

The rope was broken, and Ai Hui pulled through the break and found that there were many tiny holes on it, just like needle holes.

Ai Hui shook his head, but the straw rope still couldn't do it. The dense holes on it were made of gold and silver hairs in the golden wind. I guess the rocks couldn't last long. Sure enough, in a while, the sound of banging in the tower suddenly disappeared. With a clatter, it should be that the stones collapsed into a pile of small stones.

Golden Wind is really amazing!

No wonder it is a place of cultivation that can only come after opening the Yuan Mansion of the Native Yuan.

Fortunately, Ai Hui was prepared, so he dragged out a bundle of iron ropes, which were as thick as his wrists. He dragged Ai Hui to death by the hanging golden tower. He threw one end of the iron rope into the tower, dragged it out after a while, and the chain was intact. Last time Ai Hui saw the iron fence in the tower, he thought that the iron rope should be able to withstand the golden wind.

Ai Hui spent another hour dragging a rock higher than him from afar. There was no way, all the larger rocks around him were smashed by him last time.

Tie one end of the iron chain to the rock and the other end to your waist.

After confirming that he was tied up, Ai Hui took a deep breath and jumped into the Hanging Golden Tower.

As soon as he entered the golden tower, Ai Hui was swept up by the violent golden wind, and the sky was spinning. A huge force suddenly came from his waist, almost breaking his waist. The iron chain on his waist was stretched straight. His method worked, and Ai Hui couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. But before he could be happy for long, his back hit the wall. He hurriedly hugged his head with both hands, curled up and bumped around like a ball.

Ai Hui stayed for a shorter time this time than last time. He did not wait until he was almost at the limit before coming out, but felt slightly swollen, so he crawled out by himself along the iron chain.

Ai Hui, who came out with an iron rope, breathed a sigh of relief. There were two completely different worlds inside and outside the tower. Ai Hui controlled his time very well, and he was sober this time, and he still had enough energy.

He began to slap his body.

After the last practice, he was thinking about how to absorb the power of gold. Ai Hui had no doubt about his pursuit of power, but even so, he didn't want to be beaten until five in the morning every day. That was definitely not a wonderful experience. He didn't want to come again.

So he came up with this solution now.

If he wants to absorb gold and silver hairs, the first step he needs to do is to shake off the gold and silver hairs that seep into his body. If he does not consume so much gold and wind silver hairs at once, he may be able to deal with it himself.

The same thing is slapping, hitting yourself, and feeling completely different from being beaten by others.

Ai Hui patted his body without any effort, and at the same time carefully observed the changes in his body. He needed to explore slowly how much force and what kind of technique were the most effective.

If you have poor qualifications and are poor, you can only spend more time.

Gradually he found a little trick, but he soon discovered another problem, the golden power in the muscles on his back could not reach. After a moment of contemplation, his eyes fell on the hanging golden tower.

After being blown by the golden wind for so many years, the tower should be relatively strong. Ai Hui simply hit the tower wall with his back, and there was no more suitable prop than this. Soon he realized that he was thinking too much. The tower wall was as hard as iron. After hitting it two or three times, the bones in his body were almost disintegrated.

There were still many gold, gold, silver and hairs in the back muscles that were not shaken away. Ai Hui suddenly remembered the move he used to hit the opponent's lung with his back in the battle with the amateur swollen man.

What impressed Ai Hui the most was the blind battle. He locked his opponent and tried to break free. At that time, the opponent was very powerful, so he almost took off his hands, which surprised him. Because he had been doing high-intensity physical work all year round, he was quite confident in his brute force.

He could feel that the other party's energy was not very strong, and his own power was not great, but he could use such strong power to burst out, which shows that he had a deep attainment.

Ai Hui became a lot more concerned about this move, and he would do it. In the three years of wilderness, he learned many unsystematic and very fragmented moves like this, but he had very practical moves.

But he rarely uses it. With his strength, if he is locked by the enemy, it will basically be a dead end, and he will not even have the chance to use this move.

Today I had an idea and used the amateur swollen man to fly away so that he could see that this trick could be used elsewhere.

He began to use it repeatedly against the tower wall.

Not long after, he discovered the wonderful thing. He curled up in the tower, and the place where the most gold, gold, silver and hairs were seeped into the back was his back. Not only did he have an amazing explosive power, but he also had a shocking effect.

No wonder Blind Zhan numbed his arms that time, so that's it.

His own ideas were effective and greatly boosted Ai Hui's morale, and he worked harder and more seriously.

When all the gold, gold, silver and hairs in the body were shaken away, Ai Hui began to sit cross-legged and enter into a state of meditation and absorb the free gold, gold and gold.

An hour later, Ai Hui opened his eyes and could feel the growth of himself and Yuanli. Although the progress was much smaller than last night, this was expected. Thinking of the bowl of Yuan Buyuan Soup, Ai Hui felt a little painful. Although the progress last night was significant, the cost was huge. Although today's progress was small, the expense was almost no.

Although this kind of practice is difficult and long, for Ai Hui, he doesn't care at all as long as he can see hope.

He was silent in the darkness and humility but was unwilling to sink into depravity, and he didn't care at all.

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