After more than ten years on the mountain, you will become invincible when you come down.

As a beam of light descended from the sky and enveloped Lu Feng, Lu Feng knew that he had passed the test.

As the beam of light covering Lu Feng disappeared, Lu Feng's eyes went dark. When it reappeared, a white-haired old man stood in front of Lu Feng...

"Congratulations, you have reached the 24th floor of the Imperial Road!" said the white-haired old man.

"I have passed the level, right? I want to ask, is the world where the 23rd floor of the Emperor Road is located a real world somewhere? Or is it virtual?" Lu Feng asked puzzledly.

The white-haired old man smiled faintly and said, "I don't know either. You need to find the answer yourself..."

"Fuck! You are the guardian god of the 24th floor of the Imperial Road, how could you not know? You just don't want to say it!" Lu Feng said dissatisfiedly.

"You can say that I don't want to tell you, or you can think that I am deliberately not telling you. If you have the ability, go find the answer yourself!" said the white-haired old man.

"Okay, then stop wasting time. What's the test for you in this level? Just come at me. I'm not considered a Lu if I don't break through your imperial road!" Lu Feng said angrily.

“Haha… you’ve broken through the road to becoming emperor, how shameless of you to say that!” the white-haired old man sneered.

"You will know whether it is bragging or not if you try it!" Lu Feng said coldly.

"Well... since you are so confident, I will help you!" said the white-haired old man with a gesture.

Lu Feng felt his eyes go dark, and when he reappeared, he had arrived in a strange world...

"Boy, listen carefully. In this world, when you die, that is when you have passed the test. If you are still alive after a hundred years, you have failed!" The voice of the white-haired old man sounded in Lu Feng's ears.

Hearing the voice of the white-haired old man, Lu Feng felt like crying but had no tears, and could not help but curse the old man angrily.

In this life, he is actually a magical herb, growing on this cliff, with a bottomless abyss below...

Lu Feng felt that the old man did it on purpose. He wanted him to die within a hundred years? How could he die?

There was a cliff above and a deep abyss below. How could he die? Who would come to such a place to pick spiritual herbs?

The key point is that he is now a plant. Even if he wants to leave here and go to a conspicuous place, he can't do it because he can't leave this place...

This made Lu Feng feel for the first time that it was so difficult to die...

At this moment, Lu Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, and a brilliant idea flashed through his mind...

Although he cannot move and can only passively wait for others to pick the fruits, there is no rule that he cannot self-destruct!

So, Lu Feng began to think seriously about how to achieve his goal of suicide?

Lu Feng decided not to wait passively anymore, but to take the initiative.

Lu Feng began to try to control his roots, hoping to break them off.

However, as a precious spiritual medicine, Lu Feng was surprised to find that his roots were extremely strong and could not be easily broken no matter how hard he tried.

After many attempts, Lu Feng realized that he could not commit suicide by his own strength alone.

Lu Feng raised his head with difficulty and looked around, finally his eyes fell on a sharp rock.

Lu Feng concentrated his energy and tried his best to mobilize the meager spiritual power in his body, trying to control a leaf to float towards the rock.

Under Lu Feng's control, the leaf flew towards the rock unsteadily and finally hit it, splashing some faint sparks.

Lu Feng stared at the sparks nervously, a glimmer of hope rising in his heart.

As time went on, the sparks gradually ignited the surrounding hay and the fire gradually spread.

Lu Feng stared at the burning flames, his eyes flashing with determination and resoluteness.

Lu Feng hoped that the flames would burn him and end the endless pain and torture.

The fire grew bigger and bigger, and soon it affected Lu Feng.

Lu Feng felt a strong burning sensation and severe pain in his body, but he gritted his teeth and endured it silently.

"It must succeed..." Lu Feng prayed silently in his heart, hoping that the fire would take his life.

However, just when Lu Feng was full of expectations, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

Then, a sudden rainstorm came down like a waterfall, quickly putting out the fire.

Lu Feng widened his eyes, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief, his heart filled with despair.

Lu Feng stared blankly at the flames extinguished by the rain, feeling angry in his heart.

"This is too unlucky!" Lu Feng lamented.

At this time, the voice of the white-haired old man came again, "Haha, kid, don't waste your energy. You can't escape from my palm..."

"Fuck, old man, you're going too far. Not only did you turn me into a magical herb on this cliff, but you also interfered!" Lu Feng said angrily.

Lu Feng was speechless. This time, it was really hard for him to even die...

"Haha... kid, just give up all your unrealistic ideas. If you can be picked by someone else within a hundred years, I will be speechless..." the white-haired old man sneered.

"Damn, will ghosts come to this cliff?" Lu Feng said dissatisfiedly.

"Then I don't know. It depends on your fate...hahaha..." the white-haired old man laughed.

Lu Feng sighed helplessly. He knew very well that with his current strength and situation, he could not escape the control of the white-haired old man.

The feeling of powerlessness in facing reality made Lu Feng feel frustrated, but he did not give up hope.

Lu Feng decided to calm down first, think about countermeasures, and look for other possible ways to change his destiny.

However, the unwillingness deep in my heart burns like a flame that cannot be extinguished.

Lu Feng was unwilling to be manipulated by fate and become a pawn in the hands of others.

Lu Feng longs for freedom, longs to control his own destiny, and does not want to be a tool manipulated by others.

This strong desire motivates Lu Feng to constantly look for opportunities to break through difficulties.

As the days passed, Lu Feng grew tenaciously on the cliffs.

Lu Feng endured the wind, rain, sun and rain, silently hoping that one day he would be discovered and picked by someone.

Lu Feng believed that as long as he persisted, there would always be a glimmer of hope.

However, this cliff is remote and sparsely populated, and few people would venture to such a dangerous place.

As time went by, Lu Feng's expectations gradually became dim.

Until one day, a woman named Xiaoxue accidentally fell off a cliff.

She was seriously injured and in critical condition.

But fortunately, she saw where Lu Feng was.

Xiaoxue crawled to Lu Feng with difficulty, and she was surprised to find this strange magical medicine.

She realized that this might be her life-saving straw, but she didn't recognize this elixir and was hesitant for a moment...