Emperor Tian is worthy of being a beast god.

As the king of the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon Clan, he flies extremely fast.

With him as a mount, it only took a few dozen minutes before and after, and he directly flew the distance that Tang Chen and the others had traveled with all their might more than a day before.

Of course, Tang Chen didn't let Di Tian directly take them into Notting City.

After all, Emperor Tian's appearance is really too conspicuous, and if he goes in like that, there will inevitably be many more incidents. Although Tang Chen was not afraid, he didn't want to trouble, so he simply asked Di Tian to put the three of them down in a remote place, and then the three of them walked to Notting City by themselves.

In this way, when the three of them arrived in Notting City, it was still two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

Tang Chen originally planned to take Tang San and Xiao Wu back to Notting Junior Academy, but thinking that it was still early, he took Tang San and Xiao Wu to the Martial Spirit Hall to register.

This is the rule of the academy, every student needs to go to the Wuhun Hall to register, and after registration, the Wuhun Hall will distribute a certificate similar to an ID card, which is a necessary document to enter and exit many places.

Anyway, Tang San and Xiao Wu also need to come sooner or later, so just take advantage of the fact that it's still early, and Tang Chen will take them directly with them.

Again.

He himself is not short of money, he has become a teacher at Notting Junior College, and Tang Chen has his own salary, which is enough for expenses.

But Tang San and Xiao Wu didn't, although they were admitted as work-study students, the college exempted them from the cost of studying.

But the daily expenses, such as food and water, or some other expenses, these schools are not covered.

Therefore, Tang San and Xiao Wu naturally needed to go to the Martial Spirit Hall to register and get their share of remuneration every month.

"Ancestor, do you have to take it?" Xiao Wu was naturally very happy to hear this, but after hearing Tang Chen's opinion, Tang San hesitated for a moment and asked Tang Chen cautiously.

"What? Do you want money for you? Tang Chen raised his eyebrows.

"That's the money of the Martial Spirit Palace...... I don't want to take it. Tang San replied honestly.

Prior to this, from Tang Hao's mouth, Tang San already knew about their family's grievances with the Martial Spirit Palace.

Therefore, Tang San had a grudge against the Martial Spirit Hall in his heart, and naturally he was unwilling to live with the money of the Martial Spirit Palace.

Hearing this, Tang Chen quickly understood Tang San's thoughts.

In this regard, he just shook his head lightly and said, "Who told you that the money belongs to the Martial Spirit Palace?" ”

Tang San paused for a while: "The money issued by the Martial Soul Palace, not from the Martial Soul Palace?" ”

Tang Chen said: "Naturally not, this money was allocated by the two empires and distributed by the Martial Spirit Palace. ”

"As for why it was sent by the Wuhun Palace, instead of the two empires themselves, it was ......"

"This is entirely because the power of the Wuhun Hall is relatively strong, and there are branch halls of the Wuhun Hall built in various places, so it is issued to save time and effort, and it should be more relaxed and comprehensive."

Tang San asked again: "Then Ancestor, is it the idea of the Martial Spirit Hall or the idea of the two empires to issue this money?" ”

Tang Chen said lightly: "Naturally, it is the idea of the two empires, and when the Martial Spirit Hall was not established before, the two empires also issued subsidies to soul masters. ”

"It's just that the empire is huge, and it takes a lot of manpower and material resources to issue it comprehensively, so it's very troublesome."

"But in any case, at that time, the rate of subsidies issued by the two empires was not high, but they were still issued."

"It wasn't until the power of the Wuhun Hall grew up later, in order to reduce expenses and release subsidies more comprehensively, the two empires went to find the Wuhun Hall to cooperate."

"But the Martial Spirit Hall is not a good hall, so naturally it is impossible to do things for the two empires in vain. Therefore, Wuhun Hall also asked for a lot of labor costs, so he agreed to help the two empires do things. ”

Tang San nodded suddenly in realization.

Through the ancestor's explanation, Tang San was no longer so resistant to this part of the subsidy.

After all, he was receiving a subsidy from the Heaven Dou Empire, and he was a person from the Heaven Dou Empire, so there was nothing wrong with that.

Soon, under the leadership of Tang Chen, Tang San and Xiao Wu arrived at the Martial Spirit Hall in Notting City.

Tang San had also seen the Martial Soul Palace, but after coming here, Tang San found that the Martial Soul Hall in Notting City was much more high-end than the Martial Soul Hall in their Holy Soul Village.

The Martial Soul Hall in their Holy Soul Village was nothing more than a larger wooden house, and there was nothing special in it.

However, the Wuhun Hall in Notting City is a relatively large building, and the architectural style is very high-end, giving people a majestic feeling.

Entering the Martial Soul Hall of Notting City, through some guidance, Tang Chen, Tang San and the others soon saw the old soul master Ma Xiunuo, who was in charge of testing soul power.

Ma Xiunuo first glanced at Tang Chen and motioned for him to come up and test.

But Tang Chen shook his head.

He didn't plan to test it, not to mention anything else, just those three 300,000-year-old soul rings, once they were exposed in the Martial Spirit Palace, they might be killed by Qiandaoliu tomorrow.

Although Qiandaoliu or something is just a small role, Tang Chen has many means to clean him up, but these are all means to press the bottom of the box, and it is not worth it to deal with a small Qiandaoliu.

Moreover, this will also affect his divine examination at Notting Junior College, so he doesn't want to make trouble for the time being.

"Alright then, you first." Ma Xiunuo mistakenly thought that Tang Chen's soul power was too small and didn't want to test it, so he cast his gaze at Xiao Wu on the side.

Xiao Wu quickly completed the test with the help of Ma Xiunuo, her soul power level was level twelve, and the first soul ring was yellow, and her talent was relatively good, but it did not reach the point of going against the sky.

Although Masino also symbolically invited Xiao Wu, he gave up the invitation after discovering that Xiao Wu had joined Notting Junior College.

"It's your turn, little friend." Ma Xiunuo quickly spoke to Tang San.

"Okay." Hearing this, Tang San quickly walked up.

He also followed Masiuno's instructions and quickly conducted the test.

But it didn't take long for Masiuno's face to change completely.

Because Tang San's talent was really terrifying.

Six years old, seventeenth level of soul power.

Especially the terrifying thousand-year-old soul ring, which made Ma Xiunuo feel stunned for a while.

If the previous Xiao Wu was not the kind of talent that defied the sky in Ma Xiunuo's eyes, then the current Tang San was.

Thinking of this, Ma Xiunuo took a deep look at Tang San in front of him and said, "Little friend, are you willing to join our Martial Spirit Palace?" ”

Tang San shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I've already joined Notting Junior Academy first. ”

Ma Xiuno continued: "That's just admission, you can withdraw at any time, as long as you want, I will immediately apply to the main hall, and someone will help you go through the formalities at that time, and someone will immediately take you to our Martial Spirit Hall students, the quality of teaching there is far more than this Notting Junior Academy." ”

"I'm sorry." Tang San still shook his head and refused.

Hearing this, Ma Xiunuo's eyes showed a look of disappointment, and he sighed heavily: "That's a pity. ”

Wait until Tang Chen leaves with Tang San and Xiao Wu.

Masino contacted his superiors with a carrier pigeon, and reported what had just happened.

It didn't take long for a tall black-clothed soul king to receive a hunting mission somewhere in Notting City, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud......

"Which genius will it be this time? I love to torture the so-called geniuses, and I am fascinated by the way they look in despair. ”