Xiao San, you don't want to be a prince, do you?

In the bustling exhibition center, Luo Mo was playfully teasing Tang San with his friend Xiao when he suddenly felt someone patting his shoulder from behind. He reflexively looked back.

He saw a handsome young man dressed as Tang San, holding a fan made of woven grass.

"Eat my sect's fan!"

The young man, who was the original owner of this body, Tian Meng, didn't know why he was suddenly so excited. He felt a sharp pain in his chest and his entire body involuntarily swayed and staggered backward.

As he staggered, he saw the opponent's left fist shoot up and smash down fiercely.

"Get out of the way, Tian Meng! Don't be reckless! Eighty-eight eighty-eight..."

Bang!

Luo Mo was suddenly jolted awake by Tian Meng. He was drenched in sweat, his body trembling slightly as he sat up on the bed.

After the dizziness gradually subsided, he looked at Tian Meng's good-looking face. His eyebrows were like distant mountains, his eyes like clear jade, his nose was straight, his lips were like ripe cherries, and he looked like a young man who had just grown up and was full of youthful vigor.

Looking at the familiar and yet unfamiliar room, Luo Mo felt a sense of detachment.

"So, I've transmigrated into Tian Meng's body..."

Tian Meng's original body was a tragic one. He was born into a declining noble family. His father was a wine-loving, decadent nobleman, and his mother was the same as Tang San.

His name in this life was not Luo Mo.

He was adopted by an old eunuch and renamed Xiao, until he was reborn into Tang San's body.

Moreover, the main consciousness had been shattered and scattered, and it was difficult to recover.

Although the old eunuch doted on him, as a eunuch, he was not a relative. His family members had to treat him differently, and he also didn't interact much with humans, preferring to live alone.

However, he was not as lonely as the old eunuch.

"Sixteen years..." He sighed, "Just like waiting for Tian Meng!"

Luo Mo got out of bed and washed up, hiding the excitement in his heart.

He was currently at the peak of his cultivation, and today was the day he would awaken his spirit.

He had the foundation of the Tang Sect's profound arts.

He was a reincarnated person, and he could not go back. That kind of golden world was dead, and it was as if he had died and been reborn in the Tang Sect.

"Old San, your blessing is coming."

Clatter, clatter!

After Gold finished washing his face, he heard a knock on the door of Tian Meng's room.

Then came a hoarse voice, "Little San, Grandpa is here to pick you up."

"Damn it, Grandpa!"

Luo Mo cursed inwardly. It was useless to be angry. He was just a child.

He walked to the door and opened it.

Tian Meng stood by the door, looking at the two elders.

The old man was Swordsman's grandfather, Old San. His eyes were filled with divine light, and Tian Meng's appearance was perfectly restored, his eyebrows were neatly trimmed, and he smiled kindly.

The young man with the small melon-seed face was the original protagonist, Tang San.

He was tall and ordinary, wearing a set of clean blue clothes. His eyes were still very bright.

"Little San, when you become a Soul Master and awaken your spirit, you can call me by my name. If you want to awaken, Grandpa will teach you how to cultivate..."

On the way, the old eunuch kept nagging.

He knew that Little San had been looking forward to awakening his spirit for a long time. It was just that awakening the spirit was not easy. The young man had been waiting for many years without being able to awaken a spirit with soul power.

Luo Mo felt a warmth in his heart. He patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Grandpa, I will definitely become a Soul Master."

He didn't know if it was good or bad, but as long as he had soul power, even half a point of soul power, he could change his fate and shake the heavens.

He was a transmigration. He looked at the familiar Xiao.

"Good..." The old eunuch smiled reluctantly.

Xiao Jie was his hope. Who knew if she would have any accidents?

"Little San, your father is a eunuch. You can't awaken your spirit like this. But you are different from Tang San. You are a match for Tang San."

With enough strength like Gold, he naturally wouldn't be willing to interact with Old San.

"Don't worry..." "I'm sorry."

Tang San didn't care about waking up the Spirit Core. He knew that after waking up the Spirit Core, he could break through the Heavenly Grade bottleneck.

"This little guy is good, he can explore and he can also attack, and attacking people is really painful." Tian Meng's voice was filled with a deep mockery.

He felt Old San's senses.

Soon, the three of them entered a Spirit Core fragment of Tian Meng.

It was a dark wooden house.

Except for the seven identical wooden houses that were lit, the others were all about twenty years old.

With starry eyes, handsome face, wearing a white robe, a black scarf hanging from his chest, and a small doll on his chest, it was the direct descendant of the Spirit Core.

Luo Mo's dark eyes flickered, and he felt that this person was Su Xing. Su Xing handed over Xiao.

"Hello, respectfully, I am the Great Elder of the Soul Hall, and I am here to trouble you."

Old Man Ke was cold and indifferent. Su Xing suddenly said, "My time is not enough, let's start."

"Okay."

Old Man Ke first handed over a few words to the child and then left.

In the room, Su Xing called the children to line up, and Tang San stood on the far left.

Luo Mo ran to the far right. He couldn't wait to wake up the Spirit Core.

"I am Su Xing, the twenty-first Soul Master, and I am your destined person. I am here to wake up your Spirit Core."

"Don't worry, no matter what happens, don't be afraid."

Su Xing took out a dark Spirit Core stone and a crystal clear Soul Power water crystal ball, and placed the Spirit Core stone in the shape of a hexagram.

The one on the far left was a child standing for a moment.

Luo Mo: "..."

He turned back to Xiao.

Tang San didn't feel the slightest bit of panic.

This could also be a butterfly effect.

"Level, attach." Su Xing whispered softly.

At that moment, a stream of light came from his heart and mind, originally dark and high-spirited eyes turned into ashes, and the whole body was covered with muscles, and the body was bulging, filled with a sense of strength.

The eyes turned into a faint color, and the left hand grew sharp claws, similar to the western werewolf's body.

"This is the Spirit Core of the Great Wasteland?" Tian Meng was shocked.

"Ahhh ahhh!"

The other children were startled and ran away.

Tang San, who was in the hexagram, was calm, but Su Xing looked at Tian Meng twice.

Next, he flipped his left hand, and a faint golden light poured into the Spirit Core stone.

In an instant, a stream of golden light erupted from the Spirit Core stone, forming a faint colorful light curtain, covering Tang San.

"Extend your right hand!"

Seeing the golden light flickering, Su Xing's faint colored eyes suddenly lit up, and he beckoned Tang San to take another step.

Tang San did as he was told, and his left hand was behind his back, constantly clenched.

The other children didn't notice this scene, but Luo Mo saw it and looked at it curiously. He thought that the left hand that woke up the Spirit Core was Xiao.

Holding the hexagram with his left hand, Luo Mo felt the brilliance emanating from Xiao, and Luo Mo's heart couldn't help but feel a long BGM.

The world is so good.

The children of the Soul Hall are like radishes.