Douluo's piano and sword symbiosis

The familiar smell of porridge, this was the last time Tang San and Tang Qian cooked for their father before they left, and they did it extremely seriously.

Old Jack had been waiting outside the door for a long time. Because he was going to Notting City, Old Jack was wearing new clothes and looked more energetic than usual.

"Your alcoholic father won't wake up after Xiao San Xiao Qian is gone." Old Jack shouted to the room.

"Keep your voice down, Grandpa Jack. Dad is still sleeping and doesn't like to be disturbed." Tang San said, and then Tang San and Tang Qian followed Grandpa Jack reluctantly. Before leaving, they didn't forget to look at the door of the room where Dad slept. .

Tang San and Tang Qian didn't know much about the writing in this world, but they also mastered some basic writing, so they wouldn't be unable to read when they went to junior college.

The door curtain was lifted, and Tang Hao walked out without sleepiness, staring at the backs of Tang San and Tang Qianzuo.At this time, you can still faintly see the backs of Old Jack leading Tang San and Tang Qian.

Suddenly, as if I remembered something, I hurried back to the house and saw a piece of paper on the table. On the paper were a few simple words: Dad, my third brother and I are leaving. You have to take care of yourself alone. Drink less wine. By the way, the porridge is still in the pot today. It should still be hot when you wake up. We will come back to see you during the holiday. Take care. ——Love you Xiaoqian

Tang Hao looked at the pot full of porridge, rushed over, looked at the pot that had not boiled again, and picked it up.Since Tang San had just added water, the porridge in the iron pot hadn't boiled again yet, but Tang Hao just took the iron pot and poured it into his mouth regardless, swallowing it in large gulps. In his eyes, he didn't know. When has there been an extra layer of hazy water?

Tang San and Tang Qian walked to the village gate and looked back from time to time. Old Jack touched their heads and said, "I still can't let go of your alcoholic father if I can't let go of the village."

Tang San said, "A little bit of both." Tang Qian just pouted and said nothing, just looking in the direction of the village.

Old Jack said, "You are much better behaved than my grandson. But after you become a soul master, you will also receive subsidies. But subsidies alone are not enough."

Tang San said, "Dad asked Xiao Qian and I to find a blacksmith shop to work part-time."

"Don't be joking about blacksmithing. You are not good at forging hammers, and the blacksmith's income is not high. You should study hard." Old Jack said angrily.

Then Old Jack explained a lot of knowledge about soul masters and soul master academy to Tang San and Tang Qian.

It was not far from Holy Soul Village to Notting City. The three of them walked for half a day, and ate some dry food on the way. In the afternoon, they could already see the city wall in the distance.

Although Notting City is not a big city, because it is very close to the border of Tiandou Empire, the city walls are very thick.Tang San, Tang Qian and Old Jack entered Notting City after being inspected like the passers-by.

"Xiaosan Xiaoqian, after I sent you to the academy, I went back. You must study hard and never leave the academy without permission. I will take you back when the semester is over," Old Jack said.

Tang San looked at Old Jack and said, "Is Grandpa Jack going to leave so soon?" Tang Qian just looked at Old Jack and said nothing, but he was about the same as Tang San.

Old Jack smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said, "We can't afford to live here. Well, you must become a soul master. Grandpa and the people in the village will be proud of you."

Notting Junior Soul Master Academy is located in the west of Notting City. Old Jack asked passers-by several times and finally brought Tang San and Tang Qian here.

From a distance, they had seen a tall arch. The arch was 20 meters wide and ten meters high. It was made of hard rock. There were two iron gates underneath. They were dark. Tang San and Tang San were looking at each other. Qian could tell at a glance that it was made of fine iron.

Through the iron fence, you can see that there is a winding path leading to the secluded, a large road leading directly to the interior, and there are tall trees on both sides.

In the middle of the arch, there are four large characters, "Notting College."

Just from the gate of the academy, you can see how important the profession of soul master is in Douluo Continent. This is only a junior soul master academy.

As soon as Old Jack and Tang San walked to the gate, they were immediately stopped by the young man guarding the gate, "What are you doing? Is this a place where country people like you can come?"

Old Jack is still relatively well-dressed in clothes, but in Notting City, he is still a bit country-like, and the doorman naturally looks down on him.

Old Jack quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Little brother, we are from Holy Soul Village. These two children are work-study students sent by our village this year. Look, what procedures do we need to go through?"

The concierge frowned, and said with a bit of yin and yang, "Can Caowo still produce golden phoenixes? There are people in a small village who have soul power? The college has not had a part-time student for many years. You are not fakes, are you?"

A flash of anger flashed in Old Jack's eyes, but he still swallowed his anger and took out the certificate issued by Su Yuntao, the deacon of Wuhun Temple last time, and handed it to the concierge.

The concierge took the certificate and looked it up and down, "Martial Soul Lan Yincao, an ordinary piano? And innately full of soul power? It's funny, this is really ridiculous. I have been a concierge in the college for four years. I have never heard of a student who was born with full soul power. This kid’s martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, and that one is Qin. How can he be full of soul power? I think this certificate from the Soul Hall must have been forged by you. "

"You..." No matter how good-tempered Jack is, he can't bear it anymore, "You are deliberately making things difficult. Okay, wait, I'll go find the deacon of the Wuhun branch. Xiaosan Xiaoqian, Let's go." With that said, Jack turned around and walked towards the city with Tang San and Tang Qian.

Naturally, the certificate of the Martial Soul Division could not be false, and the concierge knew about it, but the people who came to see off the new students were generally a little bit more interested, especially commoner families.The so-called Hades is easy, but the imp is hard to deal with.

Old Jack was born in a village. Even though he was a village head, he didn't know these things.

The concierge felt somewhat uneasy. If people from Wuhun Palace really came, he would not be able to bear it. Of course, he also believed that people from Wuhun Palace would never come to the academy to question these three country bumpkins.

Depressed in my heart, the words in my mouth naturally didn't sound good, "Returning to the Holy Soul Village, I think the Beggar's Village is not bad."

"What did you say?" Old Jack turned around sharply. The concierge's words could be said to have touched the greatest pride in his heart. At the beginning he was able to turn against Tang Hao because of this, but now the concierge was from outside the village, which made him even more angry. unbearable.After a few steps, he came back and glared at the concierge.

The concierge was startled by the menacing old Jack, and couldn't help taking a step back, but he quickly reacted and cursed himself in his heart, isn't he just an old man, what's so scary.

"Why? I'm not convinced. I said you came from a beggar's village. Is it wrong? Look at this little poor guy, his clothes are covered in patches. In my opinion, you should find a place to beg. We, Nuoding Academy is not a good hall. Get out, get out."

He stretched out his hand and pushed Old Jack. Old Jack stepped back. Fortunately, he was supported by Tang San. Tang Qian pulled out the sword from his waist and pointed it at the guard. Although he had not yet entered the swordsmanship, he could not deal with a person who basically had no soul power. The doorman was more than adequate.

As soon as the guard saw the cold sword pointed at him, he immediately frightened and said only two words: "Apologise." The guard then bowed to Old Jack with a smile.

Old Jack had never seen such a show of force before, and he bowed hurriedly, but a cold voice appeared again, and said two words again: "Kneel down."

The guard knelt down hurriedly, and suddenly a hoarse voice came over.

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