009 Adult Soul Test Ceremony

More than two months passed, and the annual adult soul testing ceremony officially began.

Because it is directly related to the future fate of young men and women, the annual adult soul testing ceremony will be particularly grand.

Twelve elders burned incense and prayed for blessings on the high platform built by black osmanthus wood, praying for the curtain tribe, and lowering more qualified teenagers.

While the elders were carrying out the tedious blessing etiquette on the high platform, the young men and women under the stage began to whisper.

"Don't practice hard for three months. Do you think he will reach 18 soul lines?"

"I don't know, even Princess Cai San hooked up with him. It doesn't seem to be very simple!"

"Bullshit! Have you ever seen a guy with zero soul lines three months ago, and suddenly eighteen soul lines suddenly appeared? Not to mention in our tribe, I'm afraid that even in the whole plane, there is no such precedent!"

"Please!"

The elder spoke slowly, and the four people held the soul plate above their heads and respectfully put them on the stage.

The soul disk rotated several times in the air, and then strangely suspended 1.5 meters from the ground.

The soul disk is a mysterious and unpredictable soul weapon. Not to mention the Changhe tribe, some larger tribes are not. Before the tribe conducts a soul-testing ceremony, it always borrows from the Eight Kings Mansion, the ruler of this area. Return it immediately after use.

Twelve elders sat down in turn. Only seven elders held a dagger in their hands. According to the usual practice of the elder's blood oath, as long as the tribe meets the requirements, the elder will immediately cut himself in front of everyone.

Looking at the dagger shining in the sun, Mo Jian's heart clenched into a rope. After three months of hard work, he still didn't know how many soul lines he had.

Cai Xiliu stood more than ten meters away, still in that sexy dress. Looking at Mo Jian, his face was expressionless, and he was clearly still holding a grudge against what happened last time.

Mo Jian's heart is slightly wider. Since that time, Cai Xiliu has never found himself or learned archery in two months. She doesn't need to participate in the adult soul testing ceremony. When she comes here, it can be seen that there is still a possibility to help herself, which is much better than not coming at all.

Soon, the first teenager who was read by his name walked up and looked confident.

"Seven soul lines, medium qualification, soul power biased towards earth attributes!"

"Nine soul lines, medium qualification, soul power wind attribute!"

"Seven soul lines, medium qualification, soul power biased towards fire attributes!"

More than 20 have been measured in a blink of an eye. More than 90% of teenagers have medium qualifications. The tribe tests the soul every year, and it is difficult to get two lower qualifications in a year.

There are 184 teenagers who have reached the age of 18 this year, plus Mo Jian, who has been temporarily added, is 184.

Obviously, Mo Jian was ranked last.

The sun is getting higher and higher, Mo Jian, who is getting more and more uneasy at the bottom of his heart, has sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Next, Zhou Jing!"

Zhou Jing took a look at Mo Jian with the meaning of gloating. He was very sure that at the last soul testing ceremony, there were nine soul lines, at least medium qualification.

Don't work hard like the garbage of the soul line spiritual root!

The soul disk trembled up and down, the most distorted, and soon highlighted a person's mouth and face: "Ten soul lines, medium qualification, soul power thunder attribute!"

The teenager below cheered. Even the elders sitting on the stage showed a trace of satisfaction in their eyes. Although there are not many ten soul lines, the soul power of the thunder attribute is the representative of the rune master. The tribe lacks such talents!

Zhou Jing proudly walked off the stage and his self-confidence was completely bursting. It won't take long for him to become a powerful rune master!

Zhou Zhao patted his brother on the shoulder with encouragement in his eyes.

Recent rumors of Mo Jian and Cai Xiliu made him hate the dog day to the bone.

I came here today to see Mo Jian make a fool of himself, see him get rid of the tribe, take care of the short seven elders die in front of him, and see his heartache...

Thinking of this, Zhou Zao's heart was twitching with excitement.

Mo Jian stood in the crowd. Although those people talked about him very little, he can now hear it clearly.

In this uneasy state of mind, Mo Jian gritted his teeth and waited until after three o'clock in the afternoon, and his spirit was shocked.

"The last one, Mo Jian!"

The conversation that had been converging immediately spread.

"Hey, this is Mo's last soul test in the tribe. After the test, he has to get out of here..."

"Goodbye...Don't work hard!" Zhou Jing waved his hand.

Zhou Zhao narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "Don't work hard, get out of here! I can't do it in the tribe. If I leave the tribe, I will kill you with runes!"

Mo Jian was expressionless and stepped on the stage step by step. The closer he approached the soul disk, the more nervous he became!

He still doesn't know how many soul lines he has.

Can you save Qigong in one fell swoop!

The seven elders stood up and gave Mo Jian a look of encouragement, but his heart was more nervous than Mo Jian. He has long been hopeless, but just praying in his heart to give the child a good talent. Even if he dies, he can still live well.

"Mo Jian! Come on! Come on..." A discordant voice came from a distance, but the little pupil with a rotating work rushed to the square and cheered for Mo Jian from afar!

Mo Jian slowly walked to the front of the soul disk.

The eyes of the elders on the stage also fell on him. The older people are, the more they believe in fate. Every elder firmly believes that it is Mo Jian, an outsider, who brought bad luck to the tribe.

It is precisely because the seven elders continue to defend Mo Jian that they unanimously exclude the seven elders.

For the sake of the tribe, even if the seven elders are sacrificed, this waste will be driven out. Let him roll far away, it's better to die quickly, so that the tribe can have good luck.

Mo Jian pressed his palm on the soul disk, and everyone's eyes gathered together at one point. Cai Xiliu, who has always been a little careless, also showed a trace of solemnity in his wonderful eyes.

The soul disk trembled up and down, twisted left and right. After a long time, the strange tone sounded again: "Well... Let me look for it. Such a strange soul is rare... He is really less than 17 years old..."

Then, the soul disk was silent again like three months ago.

The seven elders trembled with disappointment and pain in their eyes.

The elders looked at each other and nodded together. It was not surprising at all about this result.

And the noisy talk of the teenagers under the stage spread unscrupulously.

"Haha... Did you see? The soul disk is trying to find his soul line like three months ago!"

"Don't practice hard for three months, but you didn't get much!"

"The soul disk is a soul weapon! Even the soul disk has to work hard to find his soul line. It can be imagined that his divine sea must be a paste!"

"The seven elders saved him with their lives, but it's a pity that they will be sacrificed in vain. This is simply a waste!"

After receiving Zhou Zhao's signal, Zhou Jing raised his arm and shouted, "Let this waste get out of the Long River tribe, get out of here! Get out of here..."

So the cry of rolling out surged like a tsunami. The elder frowned and waved his hand and said, "Quiet!"

"Oh, my God!"

The soul disk also made a sound again at this time, and the originally extremely mechanical face was clearly shocked: "I'm not mistaken! How can I read it wrong?"

The whole audience was completely silent, so the sound of the soul disk was particularly clear:

One hundred and eight soul lines! Soul power attributes... There are both pure thunder attributes and pure wind attributes... In fact, his soul power contains five pure earth, water, fire, wind and thunder attributes, which should be a full attribute rarely seen in tens of millions of years! Oh my God! The teenager I measured is no less than a million, and I have never seen such a freak... He is clearly less than 17 years old and has not yet become a soul. How can there be 108 soul lines? How can there be 108 soul lines..."

The sound of the soul disk fell silent.

"How can there be 108 soul lines..."

This sentence made a continuous echo like a hammer beating a drum, and everyone was completely shocked.

Dead silence, absolute dead silence!

It took a minute to hear the sound of poofing.

At least half of the twelve elders fell from the soft chair and sat on the ground. The seventh elder sat on the ground and looked at Mo Jian in a daze, with his upper and lower lips trembling.

"Yes...right? Is it one hundred...one hundred and eight soul lines?" The elder asked the second elder next to him stupidly.

"It seems... it seems to be right..." The two elders hesitated.

And under the stands, Zhou Zao and Zhou Jing fell to the ground together, burning in disbelief and anger, and even their bones trembled.

Zhou Jing tremblingly said, "Brother... he really has... more than 100 soul lines?"

Zhou Zhao's face was as earthy and stammered, "No! It won't be true! It won't be true! Don't work hard and get out of the tribe! How could he have 108 soul lines!"

Even Cai Xiliu in the distance stayed there in shock. It took him a while to cover his little mouth and stared at Mo Jian, blooming with gorgeous brilliance.

"Genius! My Mo Jian is a genius!" The stunned little pupil shouted and completely reconnected everyone's temporary short-circuited thinking.

"Don't work hard to have 108 soul lines! In just three months, he actually reached 108 pieces from the soul line like a cloth strip!"

"Is this the legendary genius?"

"I have long known that there must be a reason why you don't work so hard to shoot arrows! It turns out that people practice soul lines with archery. Shooting a hundred arrows is a soul line!"

......

Envy, jealousy, shock, worship, flattery, flattery... All kinds of remarks, all kinds of eyes, gathered together on Mo Jian.

"It turns out that I have 108 soul lines..."

Mo Jian thought faintly, still expressionless. He turned around and came to the elders step by step, bowed down to help the old man, then knelt on his knees and said in a low voice, "Seven, I didn't let you down!"

"No...no..." The seven elders trembling with their hands and burst into tears.