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The fat monk suddenly puffed out a mouthful of blood.

A pair of eyes staring like copper bells!

I can't believe that my strongest move was defeated so easily!

What left him speechless the most.

The boy on the opposite side turned out to be a sword cultivator on a horse~!

You are a swordsman!

What kind of ordinary monk did you put on before!

The fat monk just felt suffocated!

This young man in front of him can display such a powerful swordsmanship with his cultivation in the early stage of Jindan.

It's really astonishing!

At this moment.

Su Changsheng said, "Bald donkey! I'm willing to admit defeat! Bring your broken pocket!"

When the fat monk heard this, his face changed suddenly!

"Father, I didn't say I would promise you this bet!"

Su Changsheng sneered, "If you want to blame Daoye, there is no way!"

After all, his figure flashed.

Suddenly appeared beside the fat monk, reached out and grabbed the torn pocket around his waist!

The fat monk was startled!

However, his reaction was also very fast, with a flash of golden light on his body, he escaped for several miles in an instant!

However, Su Changsheng was unrepentant.

Chased very fast!

"Boy! Fat Master, I don't want the spirit stone, can't I?"

"Stop chasing after you!"

The fat monk shouted while flying away.

At this moment, he was extremely depressed, and it was always him who robbed others.

Today is the first time I have been robbed by someone else!

This feels so uncomfortable!

Su Changsheng, who was chasing, was determined to give the bald donkey a sword.

However, he was afraid that the power of the swordsmanship would be too strong and the bag would be destroyed.

So he grabbed more than a dozen True Yuan giant palms in a row.

However, the fat monk had long been prepared for this, and his ability seemed to be very immune to the five elements of mana.

Basically it never worked.

Su Changsheng thought that this is not a problem.

Suddenly he thought about it.

Besides being a swordsman.

Still a witch!

And his magic cultivation is not weak at all!

It can be said that it is more powerful than the five elements of mana!

Think of this.

His mind moved, and the magic way secret technique 'Tian Mo Thorn' that he learned at the beginning was instantly displayed!

at the same time!

An invisible and intangible thorn thorn flew towards the fat monk in an instant!

"Ow—!"

The fat monk who was flying away just felt a sudden tingling pain in his mind, and suddenly he hugged his head and screamed!

Then he looked at Su Changsheng in horror.

It doesn't matter.

I saw that Su Changsheng was only a few hundred meters away from him at this time!

"Fuck!"

The fat monk cursed and endured a splitting headache, and the escaping speed accelerated again!

He is about to cry now.

Because of the cultivation method, he was heavier than a small mountain, and his flying speed was not fast.

The Lotus Terrace Flying Boat cannot be used now because it lacks a high-grade spirit stone drive.

But it didn't wait for him to fly far.

Suddenly, I felt a stinging pain that pierced my soul again!

This time, even the normal flying escape could not be maintained.

Shaking and stumbling toward the ground.

Su Changsheng, who was chasing behind, saw this, and his eyes suddenly lit up!

Quickly flashed.

Came to the fat monk not far away.

Just in case.

He gave the bald donkey another thorn!

"Ow—!"

The fat monk completely lost control this time, and fell from the air!

Boom-!

Accompanied by a loud noise.

Su Changsheng saw the crashed fat monk.

I saw a huge pit with a radius of several feet on the ground below!

The fat monk was lying on the bottom of the pit with a splitting headache and rolling around.

From the storage bag, Su Changsheng took out a black ruler magic weapon obtained from a certain magic monk.

With the infusion of mana.

With a humming sound, the black ruler instantly swelled, from three inches in length to seven or eight feet in length!

He took the black ruler and came to the fat monk, directly facing his shiny bald head.

Hit hard!

Boom!

After a muffled sound!

To Su Changsheng's surprise, the bald donkey had a faint golden pattern on its head.

No shit!

He even grinned and glared at him!

Su Changsheng's thoughts moved, and it seemed that the other party should have practiced some kind of cultivation technique such as the golden body.

A powerful group!

But that doesn't stop him!

If the physical attack doesn't work, let's send another demon thorn!

If it doesn't work.

Just a few more shots!

Think of this.

Su Changsheng cast three thorns on the fat monk in a row!

Until the other party rolled his eyes.

After he passed out completely, he stopped in satisfaction, and then happily pulled the rag bag from the fat monk's waist.

"Huh? And a ban?"

He took the rag bag and just wanted to open it, but found that there was a strong restriction on it.

However, this level of restriction could not stop him at all.

After forcibly breaking the ban on the pocket.

He shook his pockets upside down.

After a sound of clattering, a pile of miscellaneous items appeared on the ground.

"What kind of shit is this..."

Su Changsheng looked at the pile of things on the ground with a speechless expression.

A miniature flying boat in the shape of a lotus pedestal, a dirty futon, a broken bronze bell, a Zen staff, a bowl, and several volumes of Buddhist scriptures.

Basically, they are commonly used by Buddhist monks.

besides.

There are also some low-grade spirit stones, as well as a lot of spirit herbs and elixir.

It's just that he doesn't know most of the elixir, and it's not in the pill recipe he has mastered.

Judging from the appearance of the bald donkey, it doesn't look like he can make alchemy.

It is estimated that they are collected and prepared to find someone to refine the medicinal pills.

And he thought that he had failed to break the bald donkey's defense with the black ruler magic weapon.

Su Changsheng guessed.

Most of them are spiritual medicines related to body refining.

"Made! What a poor one!"

Su Changsheng shook his pocket and found nothing else inside.

Was disappointed.

But suddenly caught sight.

On this rag bag, there is actually a line of Sanskrit characters printed on it, which seems to be some kind of cultivation method.

He was thoughtful.

Shout out to the system in your head.

"System, practice the exercises on this pocket in stages!"

...ask for flowers...

[Ding! Cultivating the body exercises "King Ming Golden Body Art" in stages! 】

[The following tasks need to be completed. 】

[Instalment tasks: Collect a 'Golden Spirit Flower', a 'Diamond', and 200 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones! 】

【Ding! Congratulations, you have completed the staging task!】

[Cultivating the low-level exercise "King Ming Golden Body Art" in twelve phases, a total of 4,800 middle-grade spirit stones need to be paid. 】

[Every repayment day needs to pay 200 mid-grade spirit stones as principal and 200 mid-grade spirit stones as interest!]

【In staging...】

【Ding! The installment is successful!】

【The exercise method you have chosen, "Ming King Golden Body Art", has been prosperous in stages! 】

[Your "King Ming Golden Body Art" has been cultivated to the realm of great success! 】

To Su Changsheng's surprise, he succeeded in his cultivation immediately after the instalment!

at the same time.

Among the piles of items on the ground, a special stone was missing from the spiritual stone pile, and one spiritual medicine was missing from the spiritual medicine pile.

"It's really easy to come by!"

Su Changsheng said happily.

The golden body of this bald donkey is indeed very strong, and to a large extent, it is almost immune to physical attacks!

But now he has also practiced the King Ming Golden Body Art!

It even reached the realm of Dacheng directly!

As his mind moved, a faint golden pattern appeared on his body in an instant!

He took the magic weapon of the black ruler and came directly to himself.

But obviously.

This level of attack is not as good as scratching the tickle!

"Uh…...……"

At this time.

The fat monk who had passed out on the ground suddenly woke up!

Su Changsheng's eyes flashed.

I'm going to give him another thorn!

The fat monk covered his head with one hand and waved again and again, "No more fighting, no fighting! Fat master admits defeat!"

"Hey? Where's the grandfather's Qiankun bag?"

The fat monk suddenly found that the torn pocket around his waist was gone.

At this time, Su Changsheng had already put away the broken pocket and the contents inside.

The fat monk looked around and couldn't find it,

Finally, he turned his attention to Su Changsheng.

The face full of flesh and blood suddenly became bitter.

"Daoist! You are my own Taoist!"

"Can we negotiate?"

"Give me back the cloth bag and the flying boat?"

Su Changsheng sneered, "Do you think it's possible! I won this bet!"

Without turning his head, Hei Bian flew up.

The fat monk is in a hurry!

He wanted to catch up, but he was afraid that he would be hurt by that incomparably sinister attack method again.

So it froze in place for a while.

"Made! If I knew it earlier, I would listen to Master's words and cultivate my heart more..."

The fat monk is like a mourning concubine, and he regrets it very much.

"No! I can't swallow this fat man!"

"This place has to be found sooner or later!"

Think of this.

He used his mana and exhaled, "How do you call fellow Daoists? Please let me know! I'm going to use the treasure to redeem the Qiankun bag in the future!"

"Ascension Sect, Su Changsheng!"

Su Changsheng said without looking back.

After speaking, the light flashed and flew towards the sect.

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