Tiandou Empire, holy soul village.
Today is a special day. The first child has been born since the establishment of shenghun village.
Yes, this child is Yan Mengmeng in the dreamland. This time, she still calls this name.
It's just different. She has parents, and this father is the legendary soul saint in the holy soul village.
At present, the soul saint is nothing. Compared with Tang San's era, the soul saint is at least three times more.
This time, Yan Mengmeng had no previous memory. Like a normal child, she was safely raised by her father Yan Lu.
At the age of six, he naturally awakened Wu soul Han lightsaber, and then continued to practice steadily under the guidance of his father. Unlike others, Yan Mengmeng has a huge barrier in every realm breakthrough, but those small-level breakthroughs are as simple as drinking water
This led to her not reaching the top of the soul sect until she was 16.
Father's protection does not always exist. Yan Mengmeng, who is over 16, is going out to experience.
After finishing her packing, Yan Mengmeng stepped on the path out of the holy soul village with the reluctant eyes of the whole village. Although she was 16 years old, she looked like a child of about 12 years old. After all, the Douluo continent developed rapidly, but she just reached the normal situation of normal basketball.
Watching Yan Mengmeng bounce out of people's sight, people unconsciously left excited tears.
"Sixteen years, it's finally over..."
"Yes, our quiet day has finally come."
“……”
God knows what Yan Mengmeng has done in the past 16 years. When she came out of the village, the whole village cheered.
Of course, Yan Mengmeng doesn't know that her current destination is those poems outside and far away. She has stayed in the same place for 16 years, which makes her depressed and autistic.
But now it's finally come out. Without dad's control, she can play as she wants.
……
I don't know how long it took. Yan Mengmeng came to a brand-new city. From the outside, we can see that the city is unusual. Compared with that village, it can be regarded as a luxury palace.
At this time, the Tiandou Empire has not been successfully established, and the whole continent is still in a special era.
There are many sects and organizations standing side by side here. Today, the first sect in the world is still Haotian sect, the first organization in the world, and there is no doubt that Wuhun hall.
The rest are small sect forces that dominate the party. The place Yan Mengmeng came to is called "Rain City", which belongs to a "Baiyun sect" small sect.
The nature of Yan Mengmeng's steamed stuffed bun in the big city for the first time is undoubtedly exposed. It looks so strange in people's eyes, both in dress and behavior.
However, Yan Mengmeng doesn't care about these. At present, he only has these novel things in his eyes.
This time, Yan Mengmeng's appearance is not much different from that before, and is the same as that of the Wu soul who has not awakened before.
With strong curiosity, Yan Mengmeng walked through the crowd, looking around, and then she found a group of people watching in the same place.
Thin and small, she pushed hard to the front and saw the content of these people watching.
"Baiyunzong's annual entry test will be held outside baiyunzong three days later..."
In this era, there is no so-called college. People basically join religious schools or organizations to study.
Yan Mengmeng smiled and said to herself: baiyunzong, this is her first stop on the mainland.
Therefore, Yan Mengmeng chose to participate in the assessment of baiyunzong.
After three days of successful registration, she was informed to come to a mountain gate, where people yearn for Baiyun sect.
I have to say, it's really elegant, and those who live in the door feel strong.
There are three different categories in the selection and assessment of zongmen. One is the group of children who have just awakened their martial spirits at the age of six, as long as their innate soul power exceeds level 5; The second group is the children who have become soul masters and have a soul ring. This needs an exam. Yan Mengmeng doesn't know what the exam is; The third is more important. You must have three soul rings before you can sign up. You also need to be assessed. The assessment content is to fight with people from this sect, depending on your performance and strength.
To become a sect in charge of a city, at least the guardians are soul duels.
Baiyun sect is special. They have two.
A leader and an elder.
So the overall strength of this sect is still good.
Yan Mengmeng participated in the third examination. On the examination field, a row of people with the same clothes stood there, looking at the hundreds of candidates, with a trace of excitement in their eyes.
At present, the number of people in the third item is the least, because these people can generally practice to this point. They basically have guides, and few have not joined.
The assessment content is also very simple, that is, the row of soul kings with the same clothes will play with them, and then give the assessor a score. If you reach a certain score, you can be selected.
As time went by, it wasn't long before it was Yan Mengmeng's turn.
When she called her name, the thin Yan Mengmeng in the crowd strode forward.
It was for this reason that the instructor who wanted to play against him frowned and looked at Yan Mengmeng incredulously.
So small?
I'm afraid it's similar to his sister?
Then he looked at the registration information in his hand, stared at the boss on the spot and exclaimed, "soul sect?"
At this time, Yan Mengmeng came to him, greeted him with a very polite smile and said, "Hello!"
Yan Mengmeng's warm smile stunned him and couldn't come back for a long time.
When the people around him began to talk, he reacted, made the field quiet, then looked at Yan Mengmeng and asked, "well, your name is Yan Mengmeng?"
Yan Mengmeng nodded naturally, "HMM."
"Are you the soul sect?"
"Yes!"
Yan Mengmeng returned calmly to make sure that he was not lying, but he still didn't dare to believe that such a little girl was 14 years old?
Is it the soul sect?
Struggling, he chose to ask Yan Mengmeng's age.
"How old are you?"
"Sixteen!"
Or the plain tone of that smile.
But the answer is to let him relax. He just grows slowly. Fortunately, he is not too talented... A ghost!
I'm afraid the 16-year-old soul sect is one of the best in the mainland?
Look at the big men, middle-aged people and even old men behind you.
He felt that the world was suddenly not so real.
Two light coughs relieved the embarrassment. "Cough, well, wait a minute, I'll ask."
He couldn't handle the situation and began to seek the help of the leader.
Of course, Yan Mengmeng has no problem. Now she wants to join others. Of course, she has to listen to their arrangements.
After a long time, the examiners who had been photographed behind Yan Mengmeng finished the assessment, and Yan Mengmeng was still hung here, which made her a little depressed.
Until an old man flew out of the mountain gate. The old man was like a fairy. His long beard was almost waist high. He accurately landed on the highest platform and looked down at the people.