Tang San and Xiao Wu originally planned to go to the Academic Affairs Office to wait for Wu Ming, but they were called away by the master. Xiao Wu went back to the dormitory by himself, while Tang San followed the master to his bedroom.

It's not big, a bed, a desk, a rattan chair, it's the kind of recliner type. In addition, the bookshelf that occupies half of the room contains a variety of books.

The master brought food to Tang San: two chicken legs and a steamed bun. Watching Tang San eat the hook, further exchanges began between the master and apprentice.

The master let Tang San release his martial soul, after Tang San summoned the Haotian Hammer Martial Soul, the master was very excited, as the most knowledgeable martial soul research master in the mainland, he could see the origin of Tang San's martial soul at a glance, and he said the same thing as Tang Hao: Don't easily show it in front of others, even Wu Ming, without my permission, you must not add a soul ring to the Haotian Hammer Martial Soul. ”

The master's words made Tang San extremely convinced, because his father said the same. He replied, "Teacher, I will." ”

Just as the master proposed to talk about the development direction of the martial soul, Tang San begged, "Teacher, can you let Wu Ming come over and listen? He is my good brother." ”

The master hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Okay!

So, Tang San trotted all the way and happened to see Wu Ming and the ink teacher say goodbye.

Seeing Wu Ming humming a song, Tang San knew that someone was unlucky again. He called out to Wu Ming: "Wu Ming, follow me to the teacher." ”

Wu Ming said with a smile: "Third brother, do you want me to accompany you, or enjoy the meal!"

Tang San smiled and said, "It's an accompaniment!"

Wu Ming said with a smile: "This treatment is okay! ”

However, as soon as he arrived downstairs in the dormitory, a curvaceous and toned woman, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, was somewhat similar to Zhang Yang between her eyebrows.

Wu Mingxin said: It's really troublesome! I beat a baby, first came my father, and then my mother came. However, his mouth was very slippery: "Teacher Yang is good!"

"Eh!" Yang Feng was stunned, this kid has a very bright brain, and his mouth is so slippery! This is Yang Feng's first feeling of Wu Ming.

"You are Wu Ming?!" Yang Feng said.

"Yes, Mr. Yang, how can I help you?" Wu Ming continued.

Yang Feng unconsciously felt that her anger subsided a little, and she said, "You are the one who injured my family Yang'er!"

"Eh! It was a mistake, and the flamboyant clouded leopard martial soul was too fast, but you know, the speed was too fast, and it accidentally hit my fist. Then ......" Wu Ming said innocently.

Even if Tang San was a person next to him and a person with a calm personality, he almost couldn't help laughing.

"Shut up, you guy is too good at bullshit, the speed is too fast, you hit ......" Yang Feng didn't have a good breath.

"I warn you, don't make an example, or you'll know how good I am. Yang Feng said viciously.

However, she can't do anything with Wu Ming, because she also investigated clearly, Wu Ming did defeat her son fairly. It's just that the child is injured, and he can't ignore it. She glanced at Wu Ming a few times, and then left directly.

"My good man, it's a bit fierce. But it's okay!" Wu Ming said to Tang San.

Tang San said with a smile: "Wu Ming, dare to love you dumb for so many years, are you specifically training the ability to scare people!"

"Guess! The master lives on the top floor, right? Little San, come on, compare who arrives first!" Wu Ming noticed that there were hidden people all around, and it was really unpleasant to be a panda, but if he didn't show something, I was afraid that any cats and dogs would come to trouble them in the future......

The two began a speed competition, Wu Ming opened the yellow paper martial spirit, the yellow light was sheng, and Wu Ming's speed was full.

The stairs of the dormitory building are quite wide, with more than 40 steps on each floor, and there are students going up and down. But the two of them were as fast as lightning, and they reached the top floor in just one minute. This time it was Wu Mingsheng, who opened the Yellow Paper Martial Spirit, and his speed increased by 100%, although Tang San chased with all his might, he was still ten steps behind.

As soon as they left, many figures suddenly appeared in the hall on the first floor, "Wow! These two freshmen are a bit powerful! With this speed alone, few of our students from the Min Attack Department can compare to him. ”

"It is said that they are all innate soul power, but the martial soul is not very good, it seems to be the blue silver grass and the yellow paper martial soul......"

"Whatever, anyway, if you can help us clean up Teacher Yang's precious son, that's a good junior!!"

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The dormitory office was also very lively, and Teacher Dong said happily: "Fortunately, this Wu Ming is really eloquent." It is really amazing to be able to convince Mr. Yang! I'll have to go to bed early tonight. Don't make any more fuss. ”

Tang San and Wu Ming entered the master's room, and Wu Ming finally understood: The name of the master is indeed not blown, it is a pile, a pile of martial soul classics. Most of the books on the huge bookshelf are quaint and old, and the bookshelves are spotless, indicating that the master often reads and cleans them. Wu Ming admired it, and secretly decided to study more if he had nothing to do......

"Wu Ming, junior, sit on the bed!" the master said cordially.

As a result, Wu Ming's impression of the master theory class was taught for the first time.

"There are no waste martial spirits, only waste people. It was the master's speech that moved Wu Ming the most, Wu Ming thought of the master's life, and he couldn't cultivate as a soul master, but his life was wonderful, and it was definitely not something that Soul Venerable, Soul King, and even Douluo could compare with him.

"Do you want to decide on the direction of your own martial soul development?" was also a topic that made Wu Ming and Tang San excited.

Wu Ming suddenly realized that his soul had penetrated, but he seemed to have been stuck in a strange circle: he was only willing to revolve around Tang San's life trajectory and cultivate. But many things have changed: for example, he became a student of Tang Hao, and for example, the age of his first soul ring has exceeded 436 years......

I am me, I shouldn't live based on anyone, everyone has their own way, just like the master has the master's road, Tang San has Tang San's road, I naturally have my own path to take. So what's my direction......

The master and Tang San were discussing the future development direction of Blue Silver Grass in full swing, whether it was the classification of martial souls, the manifestation of martial souls, or the role of martial souls, the master explained them in simple terms, so that Tang San could understand them in seconds.

Wu Ming never said a word, but the master and Tang San didn't pay attention, because both of them were too involved.

"The Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit is a special existence, and I suggest that you develop in the direction of the control system...... Blue Silver Grass also has merits......" The master gushed endlessly, and Tang San listened attentively, for fear of missing something......

Wu Ming's heart was also thinking about the direction of his martial soul's development, and suddenly the master interrupted Wu Ming's thoughts: "Wu Ming, it's your turn, release your martial soul to take a look at ......"

Wu Ming's eyes straightened, and Tang San pushed him: "Wu Ming, Wu Ming, the teacher told you to release the martial spirit......

"Eh, Master, where have you been?"

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