Shall I go back and find the body of the twins? I need to make sure she's really dead. Anyway www.biquge.info, that monster has already fallen into the abyss, and it won't be possible to come up again for a while.

My consciousness didn't detect the fluctuations of life in the snow she fell into, and it shouldn't be possible for her to be alive. Even if she hadn't been shot to death by the monster, she would have suffocated in the snow.

Life, exists, there is a need. The need allows life to survive in a short period of time. There is a need, which is life. Stones have no desires, so they endure? But stones are not life.

I live, and in order to ensure that I can live, I can only let other lives die. There's no way around it.

Forget it, if she was saved by the monks of the Xianyuan Monk Academy, who was supposed to be coming soon, what could she say? Why am I alive? She didn't see anything.

I was walking alone on the snow, and the wind was still howling. Fang Cai's scene is nothing to this world. Like fireworks - fleeting events. Life is just a fleeting phenomenon.

Being in a dream for too long, unfamiliar with reality? That's a bad question. I'm a real person, and in the future, I can't go to dreams.

I frowned violently a few times, shook my hair, and suddenly felt a little restless. No, I've seen the afterlife...... The world that makes people crazy and helpless......

Am I not fit to live? No, I'm going to live longer than all life. I want to see the world and see the essence of life. I and the meaning of all existence and always from the end!

Am I living like this, have I failed my life?

No. No.

I don't think so.

Here it comes. Someone's coming. I regained the expression of a teenager and burrowed into the snow, revealing only one head.

Four people. Four people came. The one who led the way was a foundation-building monk. The rest are all Warlock Level 9 existences.

Coming, their feet on the snow seem to contain a strange existence that is different from the vitality. I hesitated, and with a confused face, I stretched out my right hand from under the snow, accompanied by a strong cough.

"Huh!"

The man on the snow stopped. One of them pulled me out of the snow.

I coughed wildly.

They all looked at me. With a deliberate look of fear on my face, I pointed to the abyssal and cried, "There are monsters!

The foundation-building monk of the four of them frowned, looked at the mountains and the abyss, and the road buried by the avalanche, and then injected a trace of vitality into my head, and my consciousness turned slightly, knowing that this vitality only had the effect of calming the nerves, so I deliberately closed my eyes and fell into the snow, and my body was hugged by a person and lightly placed on the snow.

"The seal of the abyss is dying. Someone said.

"Grab some low-level disciple blood sacrifices. There's no way around it. Mortal blood sacrifices are probably useless. Another person said.

Good guy, sure enough, the academy controlled by the Xiuzhen Alliance is not a good thing. Take the blood sacrifice of low-level disciples and do it. But I didn't cultivate at all, and if I entered the academy, there should be no danger.

"Today is the day when our Immortal Yuan Monk Academy will test the last batch of mortals. But only one of the students from Sangang Town remained, and it could be regarded as his creation! He was able to survive at the hands of the demon beasts. Someone said.

Another person said: "His body is very weak, maybe this is the reason why that demon beast didn't hurt his life, I don't know if he has a Yuan Root, is it worth bringing back?"

"Take it back with you. There is no one who can go from Sangang Town to test the root of the yuan. Since he can live, let him live. Someone said.

I sneered in my heart, since I live, let me live? If you don't let me live, you don't want to live!

There is actually a seal in this abyss, and there is a demon beast seal, which I never thought of. If the seal is broken, will I be in danger?, but the zombies and robots in the 100,000 Mountains and the Hazy Plateau are rioting again. I'm not going anywhere safe. I need strength. A cultivator who has no vitality is still a cultivator? No. I will at least go to this academy and cultivate until the foundation building period in one go.

With strength, who can do anything to me?

"Let's go! The monster may have eaten a monk and retreated. Someone said.

A ninth-level warlock was carrying me and galloping across the snow. After running for a short time, he arrived at the Xianyuan Monk Academy. I still closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. To be on the safe side, I didn't use my divine sense to probe outward. Just wrapped my heart and head in just my senses, and while I didn't think I could be in danger, it was just in case.

The foundation monk poured another ray of vitality into my head. When I woke up, my face immediately turned terrified and I wanted to scream. At this time, I was in a large empty room of about 100 square meters, and the walls and ceiling of the room were covered with red paper. Beneath the center of the room is a two-metre-long khaki wooden table. There was also a chair of the same color, and next to the chair stood a silver-haired hunchbacked old man with a very low cultivation.

"Elder Zhao, test his roots. The middle-aged monk in the foundation building period didn't look at me, and waved another vitality into my head, and then I immediately shut up and stopped yelling, and my face became blank, and he waved his hand at the old man casually.

"Yes, Elder!" the old man said respectfully. Then he walked briskly towards me. As soon as he grabbed my wrist, a not pure vitality immediately probed along the meridians in my hand to my dantian. That wisp of vitality flowed around my dantian a few times, and then immediately pulled out.

I just stood motionless with my face blank.

Inside, there was a dull silence. The heavy snow outside the house had not stopped, and the howling cold wind suddenly cracked the big red wooden door and opened it, and suddenly, the temperature inside the house dropped a lot. The sound of the wind finally dispelled a trace of the dull atmosphere in the house.

"Elder Hui, this son has a root of origin. "Elder Zhao looked at me a little differently, and he respectfully said to the middle-aged monk in the foundation building period.

"Oh?" the Foundation Monk seemed a little surprised. He should have been surprised. After all, there are almost no mortals with a Yuan Root, and it is not bad for a small town to produce two or three mortals with Yuan Root a year, but today, a mortal who is the only one who lives under the claws of a demon beast actually has a Yuan Root, how can he not be surprised?

He finally looked me in the face. But I didn't look him in the face, because I was now pretending that I was being delirized by his vitality.

"Today is the last day when our Immortal Yuan Monk Academy will detect mortals, and we can actually detect a mortal with a primordial root, he is really a cultivator! Hmph!" The foundation building monk laughed until the end, and suddenly snorted coldly, and he didn't know what he meant.

Then there was silence. Here his cultivation is the highest. No one answered his words.