Chapter 1: The Last Ordinary

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The days when the four sects recruited disciples were destined not to be dull. It was just dawn, and the city was already noisy. Even the official road outside the city gate is bustling with pedestrians.

As in previous years, among the tide of people, many teenagers from ordinary families were sandwiched in the pile of sons with carriages and horses, and flocked to the martial arts field.

On the grass pile by the roadside, the boy had just woken up, and the dead grass he had picked last night was still in his mouth.

"Overslept. With a sip in a panic, Yan Han slapped his thigh and stood up, picked up the medicine bag on the ground, and hurriedly ran forward.

Yitian Pavilion, Yan Han handed over the medicine bag to the shopkeeper, and after collecting the money, he took a pot of wine and was about to go home. But after thinking about it, today is the day when his good brother Zhao Shi participates in the assessment, and he promised him to come and see, so he walked in the direction of the martial arts field again. When he arrived at the martial arts field, looking at the impassable human wall, Yan Han hesitated for a moment, and finally walked forward.

The martial arts field in Wucang City is not large, only the size of a football field. The ring set up in the center was full of people, and at a glance, it was all thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys. Seeing them gearing up and eager to try, Yan Han could only secretly envy in his heart.

There is a high platform built in front of the ring against the north, and in the center of the high platform sits a white-haired old man, the old man Yan Han has seen before, he is the only soul-building master in Wucang City, the city lord Lu Cang. On his left and right, two people sat each, looking at the clothes, and they should be the elders of the four sects.

What is the situation, the elders of the four sects are just sitting together? Yan Han was slightly surprised in his heart.

The assessment test had already begun, Yan Han found a corner where there were not many people to stand still, and after looking for a long time, he didn't see Zhao Shi's shadow, and at this moment, the voice of the assessment elder spread throughout the audience.

"Zhang Xiaoming, a thousand catties, a heavenly soul, a named disciple, pass. ”

"Bang!" In the ring, one teenager after another walked up to the force pillar stone.

"Eight hundred and eighty-five pounds, failure, next. ”

"Seven hundred and forty pounds, failure! ”

"Liu Quan, one thousand six hundred and eight Liguan, the second grade heavenly soul, the outer disciple, pass. ”

......

"Tang Tianyao, the force is two thousand four, a product of the heavenly soul, an outer disciple, pass. ”

"Xiao Scale, Liguan Nine Hundred and One, Sanpin Heavenly Soul, Inner Disciple, pass. ”

Previously, the teenager who failed to test the strength level had no chance to test the Heavenly Soul at all, and was directly eliminated. Yan Han watched those failed teenagers walk out of the ring with a disappointed face, and he still had a slight disdain in his heart, is he really inhumane, maybe he can't do it, but he is a nine-rank heavenly soul.

It wasn't until the boy named Xiao Liang appeared that Yan Han found that he seemed to be wrong. The former's strength is only nine hundred and one, but he has become an inner disciple.

On closer inspection, it turns out that this person is already in the second round of testing.

Forget it, this has something to do with him, let's look at Zhao Shi's test, it's already up to him. Yan Han was a little nervous, and couldn't help but clench his fists, "Come on! ”

"Hah, who is this kid, why did he run up?"

"What nonsense, how did such a big kid run up there. ”

"Whose child, call back quickly......"

Ignoring the boos from the audience, Zhao Shi glanced around, looking for Yan Han.

"Didn't Brother Yan Han come?" took a deep breath, walked to the Lizhu Stone with some disappointment, clenched his fists and shouted, and then slammed his fist down.

Two thousand two hundred pounds.

"Wow!"

"Born with divine powers!" exclaimed from the audience.

The number displayed on the test force column stunned the audience. Even the elder in charge of the assessment raised his eyebrows.

Zhao Shi is too young, eleven years old is the height of an eight- or nine-year-old child, and his thin body is unbelievable and a little suspicious. More of an amazement, of course.

"Test the Heavenly Soul. Somewhat surprised, the assessment elder said a superfluous word for the first time. Without waiting for Zhao Shi to react, he had already taken the initiative to step forward and grab Zhao Shi's hand and press it on the jade plate.

The test jade plate was as moist as mutton fat, and as soon as Zhao Shi's hand touched it, a burst of white light extended and instantly stopped in the fourth area.

"Four-Rank Heavenly Soul?"

"Okay, okay, uncle, old horseman, look at what else you have to say this time, hahaha! Let's go, go and settle accounts with the old fellow." The assessed elder seemed to have epilepsy, and suddenly became a little crazy, and after a burst of wild laughter, he actually grabbed Zhao Shi and left the martial field.

The teenagers in the ring looked at each other, and they had no idea for a while, and the audience was also confused.

On the high platform, everyone smiled bitterly, with a helpless face, under the signal of the elders of the four sects, the city lord Lu Cang stood up, raised his hand and pressed, and said, "The assessment continues." At the same time, a young man stood up from behind him and flew down towards the ring.

The martial arts field was quiet in an instant, obediently, it was an immortal, and he didn't dare to make a mistake.

Yan Han didn't have the heart to look down, Zhao Shi left, and the rest of the people, whether they were lucky or unlucky, he was not interested.

At dusk, Yan Han carried the wine jug and returned home like a walk.

"Uncle Thirteen?"

"Stealing wine again!" As soon as he entered the door, he saw an empty wine bottle lying on the ground.

"I'm not at home so late, and I'm molesting someone's beloved. He shook the flask and called into the house, but no one answered.

On the towering mountain, two figures, a man and a woman. The man has been here for a long time, and the woman has just arrived.

The man was dressed in black, with a wine jug hanging around his waist, his body was a little rickety, and his long hair was scattered to block his face, making it difficult to see his face, but the vicissitudes of life on his body were faintly revealed, which made people sigh. The woman is dressed in a white robe, as graceful as a fairy, quiet, like a hibiscus out of the water, but her face is not very good.

The white-robed woman looked ahead, her face gloomy, and said, "You are finally willing to show up." ”

The man in black buried his head and said, "Seventh sister!"

The white-robed woman said, "It's been almost ten years." ”

The man in black said lightly: "Yes, there are still two months left." ”

"Do you remember that it's been ten years in two months, ah! Why is your hair gray? Where are you? Why haven't you responded to us for ten years? Do you know that your soul card shattered and drove us all crazy? What happened?"

Facing the woman's questioning, the man in black only felt a sour nose, was silent for a while, raised his head, and said a little blankly: "I don't know where I am, I only know that I am very ordinary now, and I need peace very much." Peace is more important than anything else. ”

The white-robed woman's voice trembled a little, "Including me?"

Yan Shisan took a deep breath and said, "Including!"

"You bastard!"

didn't refute it, Yan Shisan was silent for a while, is it really included?

"Ordinary?" The white-robed woman suddenly smiled and said, "Yan Thirteen, the number one killer of the Heavenly Soul, actually wants to be ordinary. Yan Thirteen, are you ordinary?"

Is it ordinary?

Yes, is it ordinary?

Although in the past ten years, the cultivation has been declining every day, and now, a soul can take his own life, but is he really ordinary?

"Seventh sister. Gently brushing aside the white hair to reveal his face, Yan Shisan said indifferently: "Yan Shisan, who once fought against the Sword Galaxy, is dead, and this face is no longer the Yan Shisan you know." ”

"What?" Looking at the old face in front of her, which was full of vicissitudes, the woman took a stunned step forward, but she couldn't catch anything, and said hurriedly: "Thirteenth brother, your face......? What's wrong?"

"It doesn't matter what, even if it doesn't matter, what if he crowns the heavenly soul, no matter how advanced the force, in the end it will still be a pile of regrets. Now I just want to see him grow up and live this life peacefully. ”

Yan Shisan's casual gaze still couldn't escape the woman's eyes after all, when she followed Yan Shisan's gaze and looked down the mountain, there was a thatched hut, there was cooking smoke, and a teenager was making a fire to cook.

"You're married?"

......

Thatched cottage.

A plate of crisp beans and snacks, a few green leaves and a soup, and half a bowl of animal jerky are dinner.

Yan Han had just finished the meal, and before he could serve it to the table, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming from outside the door.

"Stinky boy, why don't you go to sell medicine for some wine and drink for a day, don't you know that my old man can't live without wine?"

"Uncle Thirteen, you're back. ”

"Don't interrupt, be honest. ”

"I ......" Yan Han turned his heart sideways and plucked up the courage to say: "I went to see Zhao Shi, I promised him that I would go to see him to participate in the assessment, I can't lose my word." Okay, punish me!"

"Eat!"

"Huh, you won't punish me?" Yan Han was a little drumming in his heart, and the old man seemed to be a little wrong today.

"Punish you, why punish you, promise fulfilled, it's a good thing, come, eat. ”

"Really unpunished?"

"It's really not punished, come, have a drink with me. ”