The original god of Douluo mainland

A few days later, Zhong Yan pushed open the door after finishing marksmanship practice, and old Jack had already prepared meals and was waiting.

"Come back, let's eat"

Zhong Yan sat down and took two mouthfuls of old Jack before asking

"Do you want to go to Wuhundian?"

"Hmm... I want to go to Notting City first, where I can study for a few years before I talk about it. I don't want to go to Wuhundian so early."

"Well, you've always been smart and very independent. Well, then you can go to the city to attend the Junior Soul Master Academy, so that you can take good care of your mistress. That child has a hard life." Old Jack thought of Tang Hao again He sighed and shook his head. In his opinion, Tang Hao was simply the most irresponsible father in the world. He only drank and slept all day long. Tang San even cooked the meals. If it wasn't for Zhong Yan, would he have brought some meat with him? Go, Tang San was malnourished a long time ago.

……Dividing line……

It's time to go to school, and the results of this period of training are very good. Not to mention how strong his body has become, Yan Yu can also play in style, at least in form, it is already very good, and the deeper momentum, the meaning is still good. Far from enough.

When you walk to the door of Tang San's house, you can smell porridge

, this is the last time to cook for his father before leaving. Of course Tang San will not be lazy. He probably left some unfinished meat brought by Zhong Yan. He looked at the firewood under the stove and added some water to the porridge. , In this way, after my father wakes up, he can also drink hot porridge.

"Hey, Xiao San, it's time to go." Zhong Yan called into the house, his voice was not loud, but Tang San could definitely hear it.

"Come on, wait for me" Tang San said while taking out a piece of burnt charcoal from the stove, wrote a few lines on the ground, and then turned his head to look at his father's door reluctantly. Pick up the burden and leave quietly with Jack.

The door curtain was lifted, and a tall figure came out from the room. Tang Hao didn't have a trace of sleepiness in his eyes. When he walked to the door, he stopped for a long time looking at the direction in which the three of them left.

There were two simple words on the ground, "Dad, Grandpa Jack and I are leaving. You should take care of yourself and drink less. The porridge is in the pot, don't forget to drink it."

"Little San..."

...on the way...

After all, Tang San left the village for the first time, and he couldn't bear the longing for the outside world. He asked: "Grandpa Jack, can you tell me about the academy? What is that place?"

"Let Ayan tell you, he knows a lot more than I do."

"Xiao San, first of all, you go to school with the quota of work-study students, which means that the tuition fee is exempted, but you have to work at the school to earn money to support yourself. After all, the school doesn't care about the food. The second thing is that we are only going to the junior college now, and only discipline some people. Basic knowledge, mainland general studies and cultural courses, you can graduate after 6 years of study.”

"And then what?"

"Then there is the intermediate college. Generally speaking, the intermediate college is not very demanding, and it serves as a link between the past and the future. If you want to become a truly powerful soul master, you should go to the advanced soul master college. Of course, with the talents of the two of us, this is completely Not a problem, just..."

"Just what?"

Zhong Yan didn't know whether to talk about it, because he felt that the Shrek that Tang San went to according to the master's request after graduation was nothing.

"It's nothing, because there are generals and there must be special cases."

"What special case?"

"Martial Soul Palace."

"Why?" Tang San didn't know much about the Wuhun Palace, and his impression so far was that the Wuhun had awakened.

"Wuhun Palace does not belong to any empire. It has its own territory, which is the Wuhun City sandwiched between the two empires. It is one of the most prosperous places in the mainland. First, they give it to the common people for free. Awaken the martial soul, because the rulers of the two empires are nobles after all, and the nobles look down on the common people." In fact, these are also the descriptions of nobles in Douluo Dalu that Zhong Yan saw in his previous life, and he grew up under the red flag Children are born with an aversion to nobility, class, and inequality.

Zhong Yan paused for a moment and then said, "After you become a soul master, you can go to the Spirit Hall to collect money."

"Pick up the money?"

"Yes, it is to receive money. The money is not a lot, but you can receive it every month, and then every time you break through, the money you can receive will increase, and then it will stop when you reach the Soul Lord. After all, it is impossible to give money all the time. If you send money, you can support yourself no matter what at this point, and Wuhundian doesn't think it's too much money."

"That Spirit Hall is pretty good."

"Yeah, it's pretty good" is a pity, you destroyed others, and then let the two empires fight for more than 1 years.

"Okay, we're in Notting City," said Old Jack, looking at his crutches.

Immediately he asked Tang San to raise his head, far away, they had already seen a tall arch, 20 meters wide and ten meters high, all repaired from hard rock, with two iron bars underneath The door was swarthy, Tang San could tell at a glance that it was made of fine iron.

When they arrived at the gate of the college, the gatekeeper stopped the three of them. Maybe it was because Zhong Yan made a little money in this life, and Zhong Yan never treated him badly. Old Jack is naturally not far behind as a family, so even if There are two patches on Tang San's body, the gatekeeper is not as arrogant as in the novels of his previous life, "What are you here for?"

Old Jack said: "Little brother, we are from Holy Soul Village. These two children were sent to school by our village this year. Do we need to go through any formalities?"

"Going to school? Do you have a certificate from Wuhundian?"

"Yes" said old Jack and sent up two certificates

"Congenitally full of soul power?" The young man's eyes suddenly became respectful, "Please come in" After all, the certificate of Wuhundian will not be faked

After the three of Zhong Yan went in, they could still hear the whispered words behind them, "There is also a blue silver grass? Can this also be the innate full soul power?"

A trace of anger flashed across Tang San's eyes, after all, no one would be happy if he was looked down upon by others

"There's no need to be as knowledgeable as him." Zhong Yan saw Tang San's unhappiness, "The reason why the gatekeeper is only qualified to be a gatekeeper is because of his knowledge and ability. If you argue with him, it will only show that you are not enough." Dadu, after all, you cannot be compared with him."

"Well said" a resounding voice came from behind, Tang San turned his head to look, and a man of medium build, a little on the thin side had come to them at some point.It seems that this person is about four or fifty years old, with short black hair and a cropped cut. He looks very ordinary, with his hands behind his back, and his eyes are open and closed with a bit of laziness and decadence.

"Hello, are you the teacher of this school?" Old Jack greeted first

"Teacher can't be called, it's just someone who eats and drinks here, you can call me Master, everyone calls me that"

It's because you don't want to face your name and face your past, right? Only the name Master can bring you a little comfort. Zhong Yan looks down on Master very much. After all, when he read novels in his previous life, he felt that the role of Master It's too embarrassing, it feels like it was forcibly cobbled together to promote the development of the plot.