Chapter 919: No Life to Live For

At this moment, Yi Feng, who had been thinking with his eyes closed, opened his eyes.

If his guess was right, among these sixteen bridges, only one should be passable.

And the other fifteen bridges should all be dead ends.

After all, it is not surprising that such an ancient inheritance, which is also known as death, has such rules. And there is only one inheritance.

In order not to be influenced by the creator of the level, and to avoid being misled by his own cleverness, Yi Feng's plan at this moment is to randomly choose a bridge and walk on it.

Don't look at the damn stone tablet, and don't care where it leads to.

Just choose blindly, and go on whichever one you choose.

He doesn't believe that he can still choose the only way to survive in a blind choice of fifteen out of sixteen?

He raised his finger and started to chant.

"Click, click, click, click the bull's eye, the bull's eye flower, one eggplant and two big melons, those who have money, buy it and eat it, those who have no money, remove it, ah no... that's it."

Yi Feng directly chose a bridge blindly, and walked forward without caring about anything.

This scene

stunned the soul in the sky.

He stared with his eyes, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

"The heart of a brave man, this boy has the heart of a real brave man!"

In this level, every bridge is actually a dead end.

Only those who have the heart of a brave man, no matter how many roads are in front of them, how many choices there are, where the road leads to, what the choice is, everything is done according to their heart, and they move forward bravely, so that they can survive in desperate situations and turn danger into safety.

So, all the sixteen bridges are dead ends, but at the same time, they are all ways to survive.

Originally, the soul body did not have much confidence that Yi Feng could pass this level. After all, in the past few years, there were more than one or two practitioners who had passed this level and made him feel hopeful, but they all stopped there.

But he never expected that a successful person would appear today.

And he passed it in seconds.

He almost shed tears of excitement.

But at this moment, Yi Feng was paralyzed.

He had no desire to live, and sat there stupidly like a walking corpse.

"I was so poor in my last life. From sports lottery to scratch cards, from scratch cards to slot machines, I never won five dollars."

"Now I won your mother's 16-choose-one."

"God, are you kidding me?"

At this moment.

Yi Feng finally understood what fate meant.

I just want to die.

Why is it so difficult.

Yi Feng took out the beef jerky from the storage ring and complained while chewing it.

After eating and drinking, his eyes flashed with determination.

"No, I can't give up."

"I just had bad luck before. Looking at the current situation, there should be more levels next, and they will be more difficult than before."

"My luck can't be maintained forever, so I will definitely die next."

Hope reappeared in Yi Feng's eyes.

Holmes is online again. He believes that he can find a way to die by using mechanisms and schemes.

Just when Yi Feng encouraged himself and became full of fighting spirit again, a light voice came.

"Hello, young friend."

The voice scared Yi Feng.

He turned his head and saw that a soul appeared beside him.

He was an old man, dressed in linen clothes, with a kind face. He spoke in a very soft voice just now, as if he was afraid of scaring Yi Feng.

"Who are you?"

Yi Feng blinked.

"I am Renyong, the master of this inheritance. I appear to tell you, congratulations, you have passed the test and can obtain my inheritance!" The old man stroked his beard, smiled, and told Yi Feng the good news directly.

"Ah?"

Yi Feng was stunned when he heard that. "No, I am still in the level, and I still need to pass the level."

The old man smiled mysteriously. Although in a strict sense, Yi Feng did not pass all the levels, it was no longer meaningful to him.

When Yi Feng passed the Sixteen Immortals Bridge, he had already recognized Yi Feng.

"The next level is not important, you have passed it."

The old man waved his hand, and the scene in his eyes began to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hey, hey..."

"Don't, don't, I haven't passed the level yet, I'm not qualified yet..."

Yi Feng stretched out his hand and shouted, but watched the level in front of him and the danger he expected disappear without a trace, and turned into a stone room of more than ten square meters.

The stone room was covered with spider webs and had simple furnishings.

There was a table and a stool.

On the stool, there lay a skeleton.

Yi Feng looked around in confusion.

The old man's voice came again.

"My friend, there is no need to look anymore. The corpse you see is exactly me."

"And the conversation with you is just a thought I left behind when I was alive."

"To be honest, there are indeed many more levels to come."

"But I can't wait any longer. If I wait any longer, I'm afraid I will never get there. I'm already exhausted. And in my heart, you've passed."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Let me introduce myself again."

"I was born a million years ago as a saint. I realized the truth through courage, and I became a saint through courage. My inheritance has long since formed a set of brave armor."

"At this moment, I will pass on my brave armor to you. It is very simple to use. Just use your mind to activate it and use your spiritual energy to transform it to protect you. Of course, it can also protect you when you are in danger and have no time to distract yourself."

"Anyway, with it, you can move forward on the road of the brave. No one can shake you except the saint."

"What?"

Yi Feng was stunned. He refused with a bitter face: "No, no..."

But before he finished speaking, he felt an invisible barrier coming from the body, falling on Yi Feng's body and blending into it.

"My friend, I won't tell you anything more. After the armor was passed on to you, it no longer has the power to support my thoughts."

"I am relieved to pass it on to you today."

"I believe in you for the future..."

After that, the voice fell silent.

"Hey, Master."

"Don't, don't go."

"Hold on a little longer, you can do it, you're awesome..."

"Hey, hey, hey, even if you can't do it, take the armor off me."

"I don't want it."

Yi Feng was so anxious that he kept jumping up and down.

Damn it.

It's hard enough for him to die now.

This old man also gave him a brave armor that no one below the saint can shake.

Isn't this a scam?

How can he die then?

"Old man, don't die, wake up!"

Yi Feng rushed to the side of the skeleton, grabbed it with both hands, and shook his body.

But the skeleton's head was almost shaken off, and the old man's voice never came again, as if it had never appeared.

After struggling for a long time, Yi Feng has lost hope.

He sat in the corner of the wall in a daze.

His eyes were empty and he had no desire to live.

This time, he just came here to die.

But he didn't die, and instead got a set of warrior armor.

What should he do in the future?

. You provided the great god Feng Lingbei. You are already level 1000, and the highest level outside is 30.