Chapter 919

At this time, Yi Feng, who closed his eyes and meditated, opened his eyes at this moment.

If his guess is correct, among the sixteen bridges, only one bridge should be passable.

The other fifteen bridges should all be dead ends.

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

And in order not to be influenced by the creator of the level, and afraid of being misunderstood by his cleverness, Yi Feng's plan at the moment is to choose a bridge at random and walk on it.

Don't look at the damn stele, and don't care where it leads.

Anyway, just choose it blindly, and you can go to the one you choose.

He didn't believe it anymore. Sixteen out of fifteen, under the condition of blind selection, could he still choose the only way out?

He directly raised his finger and muttered in his mouth.

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

Yi Feng chose a bridge blindly, and walked up it without hesitation.

This scene.

The soul body in the sky was stunned.

He squinted his eyes and trembled with excitement.

"Heart of a brave man, this son has a real heart of a brave man!"

In this level, in fact, every bridge is a dead end.

Only those who break through the barrier have the heart of a brave man, no matter how many roads and choices there are in front of them, where the road leads to, and what the choice is,

Everything moves according to the heart, and only by going forward bravely can we survive the desperate situation and turn danger into safety.

Therefore, the sixteen bridges are all dead ends, but at the same time they are all life ends.

Originally, the soul body did not have much confidence in Yi Feng's ability to pass this level. After all, over the years, there have been more than one or two practitioners who have broken through this level and made him feel hopeful, but they all stopped at this.

But I never expected that today there will be a winner.

And it's still seconds away.

There were tears of excitement in his eyes.

But at this moment, Yi Feng is paralyzed.

There is nothing to love in life, sitting there blankly like a walking dead.

"I was so poor in my previous life. From sports lottery to scratch-offs, scratch-offs to slot machines, I never won five yuan."

"Now I have chosen one of your mother's sixteen choices."

"God, are you playing with me?"

this moment.

Yi Feng finally knew what it meant to be a trick of fate.

I just want to die.

Why is it so difficult.

Yi Feng took out the beef jerky that stored the ring, gnawed it, and made complaints about it.

After eating and drinking, his eyes flashed with determination.

"No, I can't give up."

"It was bad luck before. Looking at the current scene, there should be more levels in the future, and it will be more difficult than before."

"My luck cannot be maintained forever, so I will definitely die next time."

Yi Fengyan

hope reappeared.

Holmes went online again. He believed that with mechanisms and tactics, he would be able to find a way to die.

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

"Hello, little friend."

The sound startled Yi Feng.

Turning his head to look, he didn't know when a soul body appeared beside him.

He was an old man, covered in sackcloth, with a kind expression on his face, and his voice was very soft when he spoke just now, as if he was afraid of scaring Yi Feng.

"You are?"

Yi Feng blinked.

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

"what?"

Yi Feng was stunned when he heard the words, "No, isn't this still in the checkpoint, isn't this still a checkpoint?"

The old man smiled mysteriously. Although strictly speaking, Yi Feng did not complete the checkpoint, but it was of little significance to him.

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

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

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

"Hey, hello..."

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

Yi Feng stretched out his hand

Shouting, but watching the checkpoint in front of him and the danger he expected disappeared without a trace, and changed into a stone room of more than ten square meters.

The stone chamber is surrounded by cobwebs, and the furnishings are simple.

A table, a stool.

On the stool, lay a skeleton.

Yi Feng looked around in a daze.

The voice of the old man came again just now.

"Little friend, don't look anymore, the corpse you see in front of you is exactly the old man."

"And the conversation with you is just a thought left by me during my lifetime."

"To be honest, there are indeed many levels in the follow-up."

"But I can't wait any longer, I can't wait any longer, I'm afraid I'll never be able to wait any longer, I've run out of fuel

. And in my heart, you've already passed. "

"Okay, let's not gossip, let me introduce myself again."

"I was born a million years ago. I was a sage. Enlightenment is courage, and it is courage to become a sage. My inheritance has already 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 move your mind and use aura to protect you. Of course, you can also protect the Lord yourself when you are in danger and have no time to distract yourself."

"In short, with it, it can help you move forward on the road of the brave, and no one can shake you under the saint."

"What?"

Yi Feng was directly confused, and refused loudly with a bitter face: "Don't, don't..."

can voice

Before it fell, he felt an invisible barrier coming from the body of the corpse, falling on Yi Feng's body, and merging into it.

"Little friend, I won't tell you if it's superfluous. The armor has been passed down to you, and it no longer has the strength to support my thoughts."

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

"The way to the future, I believe in you..."

After speaking, the voice fell silent.

"Hello, sir."

"Don't, don't go."

"Hold on a little longer, you can do it, Ollie..."

"Hey, hey, even if you can't do it, you took some armor from me."

"I don't want it."

Yi Feng jumped up and down anxiously.

damn it.

It was hard enough for him to die now.

The old man even made him a brave armor, which cannot be shaken by a saint.

Isn't this fucking a scam?

Then why did he die?

"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 skull almost shook its head off, but the old man's voice never came again, as if it had never appeared before.

Yi Feng, who had been struggling for a long time, was already in despair.

Sitting in the corner sluggishly.

The eyes are empty and there is nothing to love.

This trip, he just came to seek death.

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

How to do this in the future.

(end of this chapter)