Suddenly entering a new world, when Yan Ruo came back to his senses, he found himself standing in the center of an empty hall.

Directly in front of her stood an old man who seemed to be in excellent spirits, and said to her in a gentle voice: "Yue Zhao, you are now sixteen years old, and it is time to go down the mountain to practice." ”

Yan Ruo didn't know what his situation was, so he just pursed his lips and didn't speak.

In Bai Yu's eyes, it was his little apprentice who was young and timid, and when he heard that she was allowed to go down the mountain to practice, he was a little overwhelmed.

But in the cultivation world, the sect exercises can only provide some basic help, and if you want to truly grow, you can only hone through actual combat.

Here, the strong are respected, and it is far less meaningful than relying on others to be strong.

Bai Yu sighed silently, and continued: "The Southern Fire Secret Realm will open in another half a year, and according to your senior brother's temperament, he should be interested in the Fire Secret Realm. If you don't dare to train alone, you can go south to find your senior brother. ”

He also knows the character of his little apprentice, as long as he has acquaintances around him, he will be much bolder.

If she is allowed to follow her steady and talented big apprentice, the two of them will be the same disciple and help each other better, and he, who is a master, will feel more at ease.

……

Before Yan Ruo figured out what the current situation was, the matter of her experience of going down the mountain was decided.

After a stick of incense, when Yan Ruo came out of the main hall, there was suddenly a storage ring on her right hand.

It was given to her by the old man just now.

Now, Yan Ruo was standing outside the main hall, looking at the unfamiliar environment, and he didn't know where he should go.

You have to hurry up and receive the memories as well!

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This time, Yan Ruojin's world is a bit special, and this is not a world that has always used hot or cold weapons as the mainstream means of protection.

Rather, it is a spiritual world haunted by spiritual energy.

In layman's terms, it is very similar to the world background created in fantasy.

Everyone can cultivate, and as their cultivation increases, their lifespan can continue to increase.

This time, Yan Ruo's body was named Shen Yuezhao, and she was a little girl who had just turned sixteen.

Shen Yuezhao had tested his second-class cultivation talent since he was three years old, and at the age of seven, he entered the largest sect in the Xuanfeng Continent, the Shuntian Sect.

Exactly nine years have passed.

Her master's name is Bai Yu, the sect master of the Shuntian Sect, and he is now almost three hundred years old.

Judging from Bai Yu's current cultivation, even if his hair is gray, it is no problem to live for a few hundred more years. If his cultivation can continue to improve in the future, his lifespan should be longer.

And there are a total of three personal disciples under the White Feather Seat-

The eldest disciple, Wen Shunian, has a first-class cultivation talent, which belongs to the best talent in the Xuanfeng Continent.

The second disciple, Shao Yang, is a second-class cultivation talent.

The junior disciple Shen Yuezhao is the only female disciple, and she has a second-class cultivation talent.

Well, now Yan Ruo is using Shen Yuezhao's body.

"This world is special, and it's not easy to find the most special person here." Yan Ruo furrowed her brows.

Just by memory, it's not enough for her to judge the identity of the male protagonist.

"Yan Meiren doesn't have to be bothered, this time the slave family knows the name of the male protagonist of the world~" In the coquettish voice of the mirror demon, there was a faint hint of some smugness.

Although it is not as smart as Yan Meiren, it is also quite useful!

"Huh? You know? Yan Ruo raised his eyebrows lightly, and his eyes as translucent as autumn water were filled with a slight emotion that made people not really real.