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The crack in the ground is so wide that if a mortal stands at the narrowest part of the crevasse, he cannot see the other from one end, as if he is facing an abyss.

This width allows for more sunlight.

However, it was not noon, and after going a few thousand meters underground, the surroundings became dark and almost dark.

In such an environment, of course, it is difficult to wind and snow.

His mood is not good, according to his original intention, even if he can't be a fisherman, he will definitely not be the first to come down.

However, because of the previous incident, he attracted the attention of several immortals.

If he still wants to make a gain, unless he can always maintain the state of Fang Cai, he can only be willing to be a pioneer.

Fortunately, the visitors from the other world outside the cracks in the ground are respected by the immortals.

The one who has already come in probably belongs to him, and he is the strongest.

In this way, he may not be without a chance. Blessings and misfortunes, depending on each other.

3 km, 5 km, 9 km...

After going down 10,000 meters underground, the wind and snow feel a little unbearable.

This is not to say that the martial immortals are dignified, so they have reached the limit.

It is really this crack in the ground, the deeper he goes, the greater the change in the rules, and his dignified half-step immortal-level martial immortals are becoming more and more like mortals.

If it weren't for the fact that he had an immortal body that had been cultivated by thousands of hammers, by now, he would be comparable to the world's top grandmaster-level master, and he had not really been reduced from an immortal to a powerless scholar.

I'm afraid that hanging on this cliff doesn't need any external force to test, he can't hold it for a while, and he will fall down and be crushed.

If he is like this, what about others?

Or is the test of the lineage already begun, and this is the first step of the test?

Is it to let everyone stand on the same starting line?

Wind blowing snow thought silently, and secretly gritted her teeth.

Even on the same running line, he doesn't lose to others.

What he is most worried about now is not this, but this limitation, which is like an impregnable wall for him, seamless and drillable, for those who are stronger, even saints, will it be useless?

And that strange young man, who can still be like that outside, will it be the same when he comes here?

Even, he doesn't need to have such a difference, as long as he takes advantage of it a little bit and retains a little bit of immortal power, then he can immediately take advantage of the inheritance.

In this environment, I'm really not afraid of being too fair, I'm afraid of being unfair.

A gust of wind blew, and the wind and snow swayed, almost not picking at the raised rocks.

He didn't think much about it and began to climb on.

At this point, he can only believe that this test is fair.

Zhou Zhuo stood at the edge of the ground, looking down at the deep darkness, and hesitated for a moment.

The hesitation didn't last long, almost the next moment, and this superfluous emotion was replaced by the indifference that struck the depths of his heart.

There is nothing to love in life, what is there to fear in death?

Zhou Zhuo jumped down and disappeared.

Just as he jumped, there were some fluctuations in the air around him.

Many snoopers in the shadows also began to act.

No matter how shocked they were, the facts are already in front of them, maybe they've figured out a shortcut?

Even the pioneers, the pathfinders, are distinguished.

Behind some pawns, there are behemoths, and they come here not to inherit the inheritance, but to fight the outpost.

Some pawns, although they came early and their strength is average, they are indeed extraordinary, and they may also have luck, all of them are potential stocks.

There are even some who are obviously different from others, and may simply be the people who have received the attention of the inheritance.

There must be more than one such person, and the probability of them accepting the inheritance is greater than that of others, including those who are powerful behind the scenes.

In this way, isn't Zhou Zhuo's behavior worth emulating? At least it seems that he is very much like the kind of person who has been appointed as an inheritor!

A inheritance, it is not like this, conspiracy, many calculations.

But if it is the inheritance of the king of the worlds, it will be different.

The wind and snow climbed with difficulty, and soon, a gust of wind swept through his back, almost sweeping him down!

Wind and snow turned around in shock, just in time to see the figure that was about to disappear below!

"He! how could it be!

The wind and snow were shocked, and in this shock, there were even some indescribable things!

Excluding the situation that this person can't think of wanting to commit suicide, he does it for a purpose, is it because he has an insider?

It was only then that Wind and Snow felt that perhaps he should really give up this inheritance.

If you are not as strong as a person and your strength is not enough, that's nothing. If the information is not equal, people take the strategy to play a copy, and they are still opening up the wasteland, how can this be compared?

Even, if this inheritance has been predetermined at all, and most of them will not be his turn, then is it necessary for him to fight?

Wind Blowing Snow thought about it and decided to continue climbing.

In the past hundreds of years, he has also been confused, sentimental, and overwhelmed. Although after becoming an immortal, these emotions have rarely appeared and continue to haunt him. But before becoming an immortal, there was indeed one. In the past, even when it was difficult and pessimistic, he didn't give up, he was never hit by difficulties, so he could create miracles again and again!

"Nothing, can make me give up!"

Wind blowing snow once said this to a woman who loved him the most.

It's just because of that woman that he wants to give up his dream.

He didn't kill the woman, he did anything to kill his wife Mingzhi. But he absolutely turned around and left, and he would not give up his ideals for the sake of a woman.

I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me.

The woman committed suicide after he had left a hundred paces.

At that time, he sensed everything, and he obviously had the ability to stop it, but he refused to take action for it.

He knew that the woman was very clever and wanted to force him in this way, whether he made a move or not, the final choice would be wrong, and the pain would only be himself.

But he actually made a choice a long time ago.

Then, the face was thin, and how many grievances were settled.

In an instant, the wind blew the snow, and her heart was full of bitterness and regret.

The bitter taste, much heavier than he had expected, is still fresh in his memory.

But he still left, never looking back, leaving only a fragrant corpse.

Is it that he is too weak to look back at all, for fear that he will collapse.

Or is he too strong, and he really doesn't care about anything other than his dreams?

Wind blowing snow firmly believes that it must be the latter.

After that, it took him just ten years to break through the void and write brilliantly again! Among them, there is no need to prove to that woman, to prove that she is wrong, to prove that he is right to blow the wind and snow, and to prove that nothing in this world can defeat him, even the person he loves the most, in the way he hates the most, it can't work!

Some people, obsessed with love, often think that love is above all else. Some people are obsessed with their ideals, and they can give anything for the sake of their ideals.

There is nothing noble or noble, whether it is love or ideals, it is all selfish.

The wind blows the snow and is selfish, but also persistent.

He knows very well that the persistent is not necessarily the strong.

But the strong must be persistent.

He was right, at least until he was in this dilemma.

This time, he hopes he's still right.

If he chooses the right one, then this is just a small episode in the story, and in the future, looking back, maybe he will be happy, or maybe he will not feel anything.

If he chooses wrong, then such stubbornness should be his epitaph.

There was once a stubborn person who hurt a person who loved him deeply because of his stubbornness, and one day, he hurt himself because of his stubbornness...

It's also good and very educational.

The wind blew the snow and sped up his movements, and he didn't learn Zhou Zhuo to jump directly.

Although it had only been a short period of time, near or far, several figures had already passed by him.

Obviously, there are really a lot of "smart people" who follow the trend.

But so what? Could it be that everyone else is crazy, and he has to learn to be crazy?

He is already an idiot, and it would be pitiful to be a madman again.

In the depths of the World Tree, there is a spring filled with milky white liquid.

There were several figures bathed in the spring water, and they looked a little illusory, looming.

I don't know how long it took, these illusory figures gradually merged together, and gradually had the feeling of being physical!

The young woman opened her eyes and looked at her snow-white arms, feeling the majestic power in her body, and lost her mind for a moment.

Even when she realized what was happening, she still felt incredible when she looked at the white spring water beneath her.

"It's... Is it inheritance?"

She couldn't remember her name or who she was before.

It seems that she is a messenger of some kind of gods, a princess of what race, a hunter who wanders the stars, and even a noble son with a dragon impotence...

These memories are mixed together, and if it weren't for another unwavering belief and a certain sense of mission, I'm afraid she would have fallen into hysteria.

Now, none of that matters.

Importantly, she managed to get a new lease of life and, carrying on the legacy?

When the woman came out of the spring, the milky white slurry did not leave a drop on her, and slipped into the spring, or spilled on the edge, but it was the same as the nest of the swallow, and it flowed back in a short time.

"This is the legacy?"

The woman didn't think about it, she thought hard, trying to find proof of her inheritance. However, in the end, she got nothing.

"Could it be that he didn't inherit the inheritance, but was resurrected?"

The woman frowned, and began to pray habitually, seeking answers from some familiar and unfamiliar deity.

After a few moments, without getting the slightest response, she truly realized that she was no longer the person in her broken memories.

She has a certain feeling that what is happening in front of her may be just a part of the inheritance process, a certain part of it.

As for why it is set up like this, there is such a link, she doesn't know.