The sound of the wind whimpered like a baby crying.

Tang Monk fell from the rock wall, and his shrill screams were cut into sections by the wind. His vision in front of him changed rapidly as if he had pressed the fast forward button.

Suddenly, Tang Monk's right foot felt a sharp pain, and his body stopped slightly, but before he could react, he heard a "pop" sound, as if something was torn off by his falling force, and his free fall began to continue.

"Smack it..."

Next, the sound of breaking like a cucumber broke out frequently. Tang Seng then realized that he was hooked by the bent and entangled vines on the rock wall. He wanted to reach out to grab it, but his arms, which were broken, made him feel desperate.

But probably because of the Buddha's blessing, the vines gradually became denser, and their downward momentum was finally stopped by them, and they hung their entire body in the sky.

Tang Monk's waist was entangled tightly, his hands were hanging weakly, his right foot was lifted high, and his left foot was pulled down. His posture was weird and uncomfortable, but he finally saved his life.

In the midst of lightning, Tang Monk's mood fluctuated and his head was dizzy. After confirming that he was safe, he simply fell into a coma.

At the same time, in the live broadcast room, the barrage was crazily flooded the screen.

[Ah! So scary! Is this filming? Is this fake!]

[Elder Tang, don’t die before you succeed!]

[I'm still waiting for you to take us to the West to obtain the scriptures!]

[Sir, I want to give birth to a young monk for you, so you must not have something wrong!]

[Punishment of pretending.]

[Is he really dead? Is it impossible! Is there any protection?]

[Just just to let others look at you more? As for it!]

[I dare not continue watching it, I still don’t understand extreme videos and other things... my palms are sweating.]

【This is not called extreme sports… This is called suicide… Isn’t it good to be alive…】

'Nangong gave Tang Monk a treasure elephant' and left a message: "When you are still talking sarcastic at this time? Do you still have some conscience?"

‘Xuanzi Jiujiu gave Tang Monk a treasure elephant’ and left a message: “Pray for peace and wish those who are mean to explode on the spot!”

'Xingyaotian gave Tang Seng a treasure elephant' and left a message: "You must wake up!"

‘The little rabbit and the transparent man gave Tang Monk a scripture of great virtue’ and left a message: “Does anyone know where the anchor is? I’ll help contact the rescue team!”

'Bian Xiaodou gave Tang Monk ten thousand monkey hairs' and left a message: "I hope this handsome monk is safe!"

Most viewers in the live broadcast room have the most basic conscience. When they saw Tang Monk hanging in the air by vines, there was a hundred feet of abyss under him. In addition, they were shaking left and right by the wind from time to time, they couldn't help feeling heart-wrenching, and their hearts were so nervous that they were beating faster.

Although they did not know Tang Monk, they had a feeling of a rabbit dying and fox tragic, and things hurt their kind, which lingered in the hearts of the audience.

Except for a very small number of people with a weak heart, the other audiences who followed Tang Monk out of the dense forest from the beginning or joined at the foot of the mountain during the climbing of the mountain were praying for peace for Tang Monk.

As if feeling the audience's worries, Tang Monk slowly woke up from his coma.

Just as he recovered from consciousness, the scorching pain rushed to Tang Monk's arms, knees, ankles, like needles and fried, making him scream in pain.

He opened his eyelids tremblingly, and there was endless darkness in front of him, without a trace of warmth, without a sky, without earth, and without sound, including Tang Seng's own cry of pain.

Cold sweat slid down from his forehead and fell into the endless darkness, without a trace in a blink of an eye.

Tang Seng was a little scared by this strange scene.

But suddenly, at the end of his sight, a two-tall white lotus platform jumped out, like the new red sun on the sea, dazzling, and the dark world was suddenly covered with pure white light.

I saw the white lotus platform spinning and slowly flying towards Tang Monk. There was a golden gift box on it with a red ribbon tied.

“The initial gift package begins to be distributed.”

Seeing the gift box and hearing the sound, Tang Monk's fear immediately dissipated. He rolled his eyes and was about to complain about Guanyin when he saw the red ribbon slowly scattering on the side. The gift box opened to all sides. A blue light as big as a fist flew out of the gift box, floated left and right in the air for two times, and suddenly rushed into Tang Monk's chest.

Tang Seng was startled and exclaimed, feeling the green light as warm as water, making a rustling sound, flowing with his blood. Wherever the green light flows, it will be moisturized, strengthening muscles and bones, condense the diaphragm, conditioning the internal organs, purifying the blood, and shaking the bone marrow.

Even the bones that had broken into pieces on both arms were warmed by green light and slowly solidified.

The whole body is warm and numb, as if it is reborn.

In just a few breaths, Tang Monk's injuries recovered. Not only that, his physical fitness was greatly improved, and the gloomy mood that originally caused by falling off the cliff was wiped out.

"Guanyin, even if you sent a gift package to help me cure my injuries, I still want to discuss with you. Since the Bodhisattva has no gender, can your voice be replaced with a female voice?" Tang Monk smiled and said, "Just just navigate that voice."

Guanyin said in a cold male voice: "The host has not woken up yet."

Tang Monkdao: "I want Lin Chiling's system sound!"

Guanyin said coldly: "The host dreams."

Tang Seng originally wanted to persist, but then he gave up, "Forget it, I'm competing with the same system!"

"The initial gift package has been distributed and will be automatically triggered when the host swallows the monster for the first time."

Upon hearing this, Tang Monk was very surprised: "Is it not the initial gift package that has recovered all his injuries?"

Guanyin said: "There is a reward."

"Guanyin, you are such a guy!" Tang Monk said happily: "The reward will be triggered when eating monsters? Isn't this forcing me to turn Journey to the West into a monster eating story?"

As soon as the thought arose, the light in front of him suddenly disappeared, as if someone was holding his hand in front of him.

The perception gradually recovered, and the bitter mountain wind blew, causing the Tang Monk hanging in the air to gently shake, as if he was swinging on a swing.

When his eyelids trembled and opened, he was surprised to find that his two hundred-degree myopia had completely recovered. Not only that, even the crystal water droplets reflected on a yellow flower in the cracks of the rock wall five meters away could be seen clearly.

The slight rustling sound of the mountain wind blowing fine sand hitting the rock walls is as clear as a firecracker.

The sense of power that surged from all limbs gave Tang Monk an illusion that one punch could kill a tiger.

The initial gift package brought Tang Monk's physical fitness improvement far beyond his imagination.

But now Tang Monk was entangled in the air by vines, which was not the time to study himself. So he suppressed his excitement and stretched out his hands to pull the vines twice. After confirming that they could support his weight, he exerted force with his legs, and snatched the vines wrapped around his feet like a sharp knife, and his whole body suddenly hanged and hung.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Monk untied the vines wrapped around his waist with his right hand, allowing his lower body to regain freedom, pulling the vines with both hands, wrapping his feet, and slowly squirming upwards.

Just above him, a wall panel-like platform protruded from the rock wall, with gravel on the stone platform and weeds growing in the cracks.

When he was almost three meters high on the stone platform, Tang Monk used his waist and abdomen to gently sway the vines, and jumped down on the stone platform. After falling down, he rushed forward for two or three steps due to the impact. Several gravels were kicked out of the stone platform by him and disappeared in an instant. He almost rushed out, causing a burst of exclamations in the live broadcast room.

After Tang Monk stabilized his body and sat down with his back against the stone platform, the audience felt relieved. When he touched his palms, he was already sweating.

It was not until this time that Tang Seng asked Guanyin to open the barrage and replied to the camera: "I am guilty of my sin, which made everyone worry just now."

[Anchor, you're fine, it's really good!]

[The Buddha blesses the Jade Emperor blesses!]

【Almost scared this baby to death!】

[Anchor, you can challenge the limit, but you are already over the top!]

[Extreme Sports: I don't take the blame. The anchor is just simple and bold, without any viewing ability, and it cannot prove that he loves sports.]

[Extreme exercise is called success, and failure is to commit suicide.]

【Isn’t it good to sit together at home and eat pig’s heads with green peppers?】

‘Xuanzi Jiujiu gave Tang Seng a scripture of great virtue’ and left a message: “Anchor, don’t pay attention to those guys who say sarcastic words, hurry up and go down the mountain, fall down from such a high place, don’t leave any hidden injuries.”

'Nangong gave Tang Seng a scripture of great virtue' and left a message: "The anchor should do what he can."

After watching the barrage in the live broadcast room, Tang Monk rarely said seriously: "I thank everyone for their concern first, and then I will make a solemn statement that I was really a rock climber before crossing, and climbing this Five Elements Mountain is not an act of impulse. I know you don't believe it now, but sooner or later you will believe it."

[Looking at the anchor's attitude, do you have to continue?]

【You really don’t know how to live or die.】

[Audiences who dare not continue watching hug me tightly.]

【Isn’t it good to live?】

[Parents work hard to raise you, not asking for your glory and wealth, but they can have a support when they are old, but you joke about your own life. Doing such brainless things without considering your parents' feelings is simply unfilial. It is not a pity for people like you to die.]

[I can't stand it anymore, my palms are full of sweat. I can't accept it when I watch others die. I feel uncomfortable. I'll do the test papers!]

[Anchor, please continue your performance, I will not accompany you, bye.]

Tang Monk frowned, no longer cared about the negative news, and said, "To be honest, when I fell off the cliff just now, the number of audiences exceeded 1,000, so I got an initial gift package from Guanyin, and my physical fitness increased a lot. There is no need to worry. I am a person who cherishes life and cannot joke about his own life."

After saying this, Tang Monk closed the barrage, turned around and looked up at the smooth rock wall as smooth as a mirror, several hundred meters long, like a cold iron door hanging down, with only pebbles and rock dots dotted on it.

A few sparse green leaves emerged from the cracks of the rock and swung gently with the breeze.

Tang Monk stood on the stone platform and watched intently. His eyes strengthened by the system allowed him to take all the rock points and cracks within thirty meters into his eyes, and he planned the routes one by one.

When the final route was finalized, Tang Monk tightened his muscles, clamped his hands with rock cracks, and stepped on the rock points. He quickly climbed on the vertically raised mountain wall, but he always steadily attached to the wall like a magnet.

Some viewers keenly observed that just after falling off the cliff, Tang Monk's arm and finger strength became much stronger, and he easily clamped some rock cracks that were not easy to clamp before, so as to fix his body, and his movements were as flexible as rock sheep who lived on cliffs all year round.

They couldn't help but start the barrage in surprise and confusion-

[Can he really be strengthened by the system, right?]

[Go and go, don't be too immersed in the show! Do you really believe that he has traveled through time?]

[Damn! The anchor was not lying to us before, wasn’t he? This technique of finger force, body flexibility, and how did he fall down just now?]

[This live broadcast is just a show, there must be a script!]
To be continued...