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I don't know if it's because of the cold weather, half of the height of this mountain is covered with snow.

Pinghe was just thirsty, so he picked up the snow with his hands, put it in his mouth, melted, and swallowed it.

He drank some water in this way, relieved his thirst, and stepped on the snow to continue climbing.

In fact, Pinghe has never eaten since he fainted.

The stomach was empty and a little painful from hunger.

He had to endure it and use the power of the red beads to help solve it.

Hong Zhu can provide him with the strength to continue climbing, but it can't relieve the hunger in his belly.

Pinghe tries his best to ignore these, keeps looking up, and then tries to climb up.

The snow is very cold.

It didn't take long before the peaceful hands and feet were flushed with cold.

Then, it swelled again, turned purple, and lost consciousness.

Peaceful as if unaware, he still put his hands in the snow, looking for rocks, and fixing his body.

When he went from halfway up the mountain to the upper third, his hands were also worn out, his feet blistered, and several frostbite on his body.

Pinghe didn't cry out for pain, just looked at the height, and continued to move upward.

The way up here has become extremely difficult to climb.

There are several places, almost cliffs, and you have to work hard to live above where people can step on, and pull yourself up.

There are still some places, full of traps. It looks like a rock that can be stepped on, but in fact, it loosens as soon as you step on it, and the whole person just slides down with the rock.

Smoothly slipped twice, falling into a bruise and swollen face.

He healed the injury with red beads and continued.

Pinghe struggled to find a way between the cliffs.

No one has been here before, and there is no experience to refer to, Ping He can only try a little bit with his body.

Unconsciously, Pinghe has climbed to the last few hundred meters.

it's dark.

In the dark, the mountain becomes more difficult to climb. If you are not careful, you may fall far away, and the previous one will be useless.

Fortunately, today is a sunny day, there is a moon in the sky, and the snow is also very reflective. With the faint moonlight, I can barely see the road.

At this time, his hands, feet, cheeks, and body had been severely injured several times, and once even his bones were exposed.

Even if it can be cured with red beads, the physical and mental pain is almost driving people crazy.

He truly felt the difficulty of becoming a fairy. Had it not been for the immortal to give him this red bead, he would not even have the possibility of climbing up the mountain. But now that he has, he doesn't want to give up.

The last one hundred meters.

Pinghe is almost the whole person hanging on the steep cliff, moving upward little by little.

His clothes were completely tattered, he could only hold the red beads in his mouth, his hands and feet were stuck in the cracks of the rock wall, and he couldn't relax at all.

In such a difficult situation, Pinghe climbed up with the toughness that an ordinary person could not.

a little bit.

He is close to the top of the mountain.

Coming.

Just when Pinghe was only the last three meters away from the top of the mountain.

The snowy mountain has a landslide.

His peaceful body slid down with the collapse of the snow, and a trace of despair passed over his face.

No, there is still help!

He suddenly rubbed his foot, and his body moved half a meter to the left on the cliff by the sliding force of the snow.

He had spotted a raised rock on the left before. There was no snow there, and he could fall on his feet, but if he fell on it unsuspectingly, he might be injured.

In the process of falling, Pinghe inserted his hand into a gap in the rock wall without hesitation.

"Uh uh uh...ah!"

Falling at high speed, the narrow rock wall scraped off all the flesh of his fingers, revealing the bones and fascia of his hands.

"bump!"

He fell peacefully on the protruding rock, but his body was still slipping outwards, and he was about to fall from that rock again!

However, when his foot just slid to the edge of the rock, it stopped abruptly.

It turned out that his left hand was stuck in a crack in the rock.

It's the crack in the rock that I reached when I just fell down.

The cracks in the rock scraped away his flesh and blood, and as the cracks extended downward, the width became narrower and narrower, and finally his hand bones were stuck in the cracks!

As the rock gap clamped the hand, and the body fell with gravity, the peaceful body was pulled into a bow shape.

He slowly leaned on his left hand again and pulled himself back.

He stood peacefully on the rock wall, panting violently, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

Now it stands firm on the rock wall.

But how can I climb up?

The left hand stuck in the rock wall, the smooth rock wall, the falling snow, he put himself into a dead end again.

Pinghewangwang was only six or seven meters away, as if the top of the mountain was close at hand, but there was no way to go.

There is some regret in his heart.

But at that time, if he didn't do this, he might fall off the cliff and die. One has to live to have hope.

As time goes by, the night is drawing to an end.

The moon has already set, and the stars have dimmed.

The sky gradually lit up.

Pinghe trembling in the cold wind.

Had it not been for the red beads, he might have frozen to death here. Now, it's just postponing death, right?

Being a fairy is too difficult.

Can a mortal really reach it?

Just when Pinghe was thinking about it, he heard a voice on the top of the mountain.

There are footsteps of two people.

He raised his head peacefully, and tried his best to look up.

Through the first ray of sunlight in the morning, he saw two acquaintances.

A person is naturally Wen Ling.

There was another person who turned out to be the young man who was carrying the madman on the street that day.

"Forget it, you go and bring Pinghe up. It seems that you really can't find the way."

Huang Si ordered.

"OK."

Wen Ling responded.

The snow around Pinghe suddenly rose from the rock wall and quickly evolved into a snow dragon.

Xuelong gently rolled his peaceful body and took him to the top of the mountain.

Countless snowflakes scattered and disappeared.

Pinghe realized that he had stood firmly on the top of the mountain he couldn't climb before.

Is it possible...

Is this really all right?

However, he did not climb up by his own strength, but was pulled up by him with a snow dragon!

"Wen Zhenjun."

Pinghe first gave a big gift to Wen Ling. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

Then, he looked at Huang Si anxiously.

Judging from the attitudes of the two, Huang Si seems to have a higher status than Wen Ling, but Pinghe didn't know what to call or what to do.

"I, have I passed the test?"

Pinghe finally couldn't help asking.

"This is not a test. The main reason is to see if your soul can improve a little bit. By the way, see your will and patience."

Huang Si scratched his head with some annoyance.

He deliberately tested the human race only when he was full. With his straightforward character, he would definitely do it as he thought of it.

It's purely because Pinghe, as an ordinary person, does not have a high soul strength.

Can't bear the erosion of the soul by the droplets.