The desolate and broken earth, the steep and upright cliffs, and the smell of decay in the nose are like the relics left by countless terrible battles, and the gravel on the ground is displayed disorderly at the bottom of the cliff.

It was difficult to support his body with his right hand, and he finally turned over and lay on his back on the uneven ground. Smelling the rotten smell in his mouth, he asked Chuanting to be sure that he was indeed not dead, he was still alive, and he was alive with difficulty.

There is no birdsong and flowers here, but there is infinite joy in his sad heart. Being alive, even if it's hard, is a joyful thing. Ask Chuanting to look up at the sky, this is really a line of sky, visual observation of this steep vertical cliff is more than a thousand meters high, people who fall unprepared from it must fall into flesh, but this is not the case, he is still alive and well. Although the sharp pain would rush to his mind when he moved, and he wanted to faint, the truth was that he never fainted. "Maybe it's better to faint," he thought.

It is true that he was not prepared at all for falling off the cliff, of course, the truth is that he did not want to fall, but someone forced him off the cliff.

It all started the day he woke up in this world. Yes, this world. He was a visitor from the sky, an erudite genius who had lived on the blue planet for thirty years, and a genius in the world of archaeological exploration. With his profound knowledge and flexible brain, he is full of passion and motivation for the industry he loves. An ancient tomb has just been excavated, and a number of cultural relics have been unearthed, including a rusty nine-story ancient pagoda, which made the present Wen Chuanting a little interested. This is a nine-story tower that can't see the material, can't see the casting process, 12 centimeters high, except for the rust mottled to show the time, all other features are completely invisible.

Wen Chuanting brought the ancient tower back to his temporary residence, and he needed to record the excavations during the day. Guta is right next to the laptop. He was busy, and unexpectedly, a cold, sharp object was pressed against his neck. A spirit, followed by a stiffness of the body.

"Boy, the objects that were excavated during the day are placed there. A cold, hoarse voice rang out in the dark midnight. The cold wind blew in through the open door, making Wen Chuan's stiff body even colder.

Wen Chuan's stiff eyes stared blankly at the laptop screen, without trying to turn his head, and without a chance to look at the appearance of the person who came. Judging from the frame of the notebook, it was a rough man, and there was a figure behind him, with a somewhat slender figure.

"Speak quickly, or ......"

Feeling the pain in his neck, he came back to his senses a little. "The tip of the knife pierced the dermis, and there was already blood coming out of the body. This sentence drifted through my heart.

"Next door, on the left hand side of the door. The question was answered weakly. A big rough hand was asking Chuanting to enter his eyeliner as soon as he finished speaking, and the big hand picked up the ancient tower on the side of the notebook.

"Good eyesight!" was reluctant, but admired again. A huge pain in the back of the head followed, and a stream of heat flowed down from the pain. "I shouldn't have admired, I saw the beginning, but I didn't think of the ending......" his eyes were dark, and he lay down straight.

When Wen Chuanting woke up, he found that he had arrived on the continent of another world, Wuji. The body is his, but not his. This body has reached the age of knowing its destiny, and his body in another world is indeed the age of establishment, so it is not his body. On the other hand, it's his body, like a fake. It really took fifty years, but the mystery in the womb caused the main consciousness not to awaken, and the body derived the second consciousness independently, but it seemed a little stupid.

The second consciousness lacks subjective initiative, but it has the advantage of focusing on one thing that is accurate. When the Lord woke up and received everything from the second consciousness, he found that in this world where the strong are respected, he had an awe-inspiring force. Because of his strong force, he is respected. Relied on by the sect.

Wake up with his own consciousness and ask Chuanting to understand the world through the Zongmen Library Pavilion. This is a world where martial arts are extremely prosperous, since ancient times, the Middle Ages, has a history of 10,000 years, human beings from a weak race, through disasters and setbacks, step by step to prosperity. The weak body of human beings is a teacher of nature, learning from hundreds of tribes, and has its own inheritance so far. However, there are people who have rivers and lakes. Since the development of mankind, behind the prosperity is endless infighting.

After ten years, Wen Chuanting read through the collection of the Zongmen Library Pavilion, not only has a deep understanding of the Wuji Continent, but also has a thorough understanding of the secret books of the sect. It was also in this year that the disciples of the sect provoked a strong enemy that should not be provoked. A strong enemy came to the door and destroyed the sect with extremely strong force. Ask Chuanting to cover the elite of the sect to escape, do not want to run thousands of miles, in the extreme west of the sect Soul Cliff was surrounded by the enemy, a vicious battle, Wen Chuanting killed five masters of the same level, he was seriously injured and captured, the enemy is strong, in order to vent his personal anger, he asked Chuan Ting's legs, Wen Chuanting struggled to resist, and his left arm was broken. He was in a coma in pain, and was thrown off the Soul Cliff.

Falling Soul Cliff, Falling Soul Cliff, Falling Cliff has no soul.

And our story begins at this point.