The tide rises and falls, the clouds roll up, time flies like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, three years have passed since the Tatar invasion.

These three years have been three years of sorrow, with nearly 500 million ordinary people losing their lives, countless families losing their husbands, wives and children, and the whole world being shrouded in a cloud of mourning! But these three years have also been exciting! Although the Tatars have been killed, their flying machines and spaceships, as well as the countless documents on them, have been preserved intact, and with them, the level of science and technology on Earth is developing at an alarming rate!

And after learning the situation in the universe in detail from Mo Chumad, there is no longer a distinction between countless countries on the earth, but a formal union has been formed, and on the ruins of the city that have become ruins, skyscrapers have been built rapidly, and at the same time, countless invisible ancient martial arts families, all major sects have also entered the WTO, recruiting disciples, and the wind of ancient martial arts cultivation has instantly swept the world!

The former capital of Huaxia, now the capital of the Eastern Administrative Region of the Earth Alliance, Jingcheng, and the headquarters of the Yanhuang Group in Xishan, the suburbs of the city, have become a place covering an area of tens of thousands of acres, with high-rise buildings and students. At this moment, countless children around the age of ten are lined up with anxious faces, accompanied by their parents.

Because today, it is the time when the Yanhuang Sect opens its doors to recruit its children once a year.

Looking at the sculpture of a young man at the main entrance, which is dozens of meters high and carved from some kind of pitch-black rock, everyone's eyes are full of sincere awe.

"Xiaohu, do you see, this is the savior of all our earthlings, the great sage Mr. Dubu, we were almost invaded by the Tatar bastards three years ago, and it was he who sacrificed his life to kill all the invaders! If you are lucky enough to enter the Yanhuang Sect today, you must cultivate hard, and when you grow up in the future, you will also use your life to defend our earth! In the middle of the line, a man in his early forties with white rimless glasses was sitting in a wheelchair and said to his son with a stern expression.

His leg was scrapped three years ago when the Tatars invaded.

Xiaohu nodded vigorously, looking at the tall sculpture, but there was a look of adoration on his little face.

At the same time, countless parents are equally earnestly admonishing their children that you need to work hard to cultivate, to defend the earth, to keep this statue in your heart, to worship him, to fear him, and to take him as an example for life. A little boy who was slightly thin and about eight or nine years old, listening to the voice in his ears at the moment, his face became extremely strange, and there was a bit of relief in his eyes. At this moment, he is holding a sign in his hand that reads: 76023......

In the internal hall of the Yanhuang Sect, more than a dozen people sat in two rows on the seats, but at the head of the side by side was a dark tripod and a tablet polished from jade.

Dading is pitch black and unpretentious, and the color is restrained, but when everyone looks at it, there is a deep sense of gratitude and awe in their eyes. The outside world only knows that the Tatar invasion three years ago was solved by one person, but they know that this talent has played an absolute role.

The tablet is carefully polished with jade, and there is a flash of aura on it, and it is written: The ancestor of Yanhuang Sect is the sole ancestor.

At this moment, a faint voice suddenly came from within the Great Ding, "Regarding the daily affairs of the Yanhuang Sect, you can just discuss and do it yourself, and you don't have to ask me." "Mo Chumad has settled on Earth since his death, and under his guidance, there are already three Broken Level cultivators in the Yanhuang Sect at this moment, namely Lao Shi, Wu Li, and Balahe. Haiwei also broke through to the late stage of the Heaven Level, one step away from the Shatter Level, and several people were successfully promoted to the Heaven-level Ancient Martial Artists.

"Brother Mo, today is the day when the Yanhuang Sect recruits new disciples once a year, otherwise we won't bother you." At the top of the left hand is a stunning woman in her early twenties, slightly thin, perhaps because of her successful cultivation, at this moment she looks like she gives people an ethereal feeling, as if she has come to the world.

"Oh, so another year has passed...... Brother Dubu has also been gone for three years......" Mo Chu's crazy voice revealed melancholy, and then he noticed the woman's suddenly dim eyes, and couldn't help but secretly say stupid in his heart, and said with a smile: "No wonder you woke me up today, brother and sister, it turns out that it's time to squeeze me again, so I'll take the trouble to find a few good seedlings for you." ”

Hearing him say this, although Jasmine felt uncomfortable in her heart, she still smiled and said, "It's troublesome Brother Mo." ”

Selecting a disciple with cultivation talent requires a detailed scan of soul power, and such a complicated work, if you have Mo Chuma's help, it can save a lot of time.

A vast soul fluctuation swept by, and Mo Chu said wildly: "No. 0245, No. 0689, No. 1245, No. 1258, No. 3428, ......"

He casually reported, and his own person was immediately responsible for writing it down, since these people were taken by this person, there was no doubt about their cultivation talents, and they would all become the focus of the Yanhuang Sect's cultivation.

"Nos. 15642, 16795...... No. 39842, No. 40032...... ...... No. 63650 No. 75684. ”

"Okay, that's all, their physique is considered to be on the top level, they can be recruited to teach the exercises, and as for the rest, they can stay as registered disciples, or let them return home...... Hey...... Wrong! Mo Chu's voice was stunned, and his face suddenly showed a little doubt.

"Brother Mo, what's wrong?" There are only a few women who can become Mo Chu crazy like this, Jasmine asked with a little surprise on her face, she really can't imagine what else can make him lose his temper at this moment.

"Brother and sister, wait a minute, you will send No. 76023 directly to my cultivation room, and I will test it myself." Mo Chumad's face flickered, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

"No. 0245, No. 0689, No. 1245, No. 1258, No. 3428......"

There was a middle-aged man on the stage, who was reading out the list of the audits, and every time a name was read, several people in the audience would burst into excited shouts, and the people around them all cast envious eyes at him.

"Wow! There I have my name! Xiaohu heard his number read on the stage, and his face suddenly appeared in ecstasy, and his father was also red with excitement and trembling all over.

As the list continued, all the selected children were brought to the stage, and naturally someone would take them in, and from today onwards, they would be regarded as disciples of the Yanhuang Sect.

Suddenly, the two figures hurriedly walked up to a child, and after carefully looking at the number plate in his hand, they said, "What about your family?" Tell them we're going to take you in for further testing. ”

The child did not seem surprised by this, and smiled lightly: "I am an orphan, I came alone, and no one accompanied me. Since further testing is needed, let's go. ”

The two disciples of the Yanhuang Sect looked at this child's composure far beyond his age, and a look of surprise flashed in their eyes, but then they thought that since he could be favored by that person, there must be something special about him, and their hearts calmed down.

The two of them led the way in front, and in the surprised and envious eyes of countless people, they were taken into the inner courtyard of the Yanhuang Sect, an extremely tight secret room. This is the core place of the Yanhuang Sect, and knowing the identity of the people inside, the two core disciples of the Yanhuang Sect also did not dare to enter, so they said respectfully outside the door: "Master Mo, the person you are looking for has already been brought." ”

"I know, go down, tell me to go down, and no one is allowed to set foot in this place without my permission." There was a faint majesty in his voice, and the two Yanhuang Sect disciples were a little more respectful, and took a few steps back before straightening up and leaving.

The moment the two stepped out, a powerful soul power burst out, firmly sealing the courtyard in an instant, forming an isolated soul barrier.

At this moment, Mo Chu's slightly cold voice also came again: "Who is Your Excellency, who is it to cover up your identity and come to my Yanhuang Sect, what are you doing?" The voice slowly fell, and a figure walked out of the secret room.

In three years, Mo Chumad's soul actually seemed to be a little condensed, and it was obvious that his strength had been restored to a certain extent.

The child who was brought by the two disciples of the Yanhuang Sect had a little smile on his face at this moment, and his black and white eyes were extremely bright, but there was a faint flash of excitement.

"Brother Mo, I haven't seen you for three years, can't you even recognize me?"

Mo Chu was shocked when he heard this, and a terrifying look suddenly erupted in his eyes, staring directly at the child, "You...... Who are you! ”

The child sighed softly, then looked at his body with a helpless face, and said, "Alas, even if my body has changed, my soul power has not changed much, and you should never forget this." As his voice fell, a majestic soul power slowly diffused from his body. After feeling this soul power, Mo Chumad's face suddenly showed a bit of ecstasy, laughed a few times, and said, "I know that you kid is definitely not a guy who will die so easily!" ”

This child turned out to be the one who was suspected of being killed by the main artillery of the Tatar warship that day!

Half an hour ago, in the secret room of Mo Chumad's cultivation, he sat on the chair alone, his calves kicking helplessly, "That's the thing, my soul has been silent for a year before slowly continuing to strength, and when I completely sober up, I found that I had become like this." ”