The awakening of the martial soul in Changzhou was personally arranged by an elder of the Martial Spirit Palace. Although the scale is not large, for a minion who has been sold to the Martial Spirit Hall since childhood, this is already a great gift!

After Cheng Li got the news, he didn't go.

After all, he is a holy son, and he goes to watch the martial soul awakening of a minion, even if it is the closest minion.

Cheng Li's kindness to Chang Zhou is enough, and the next thing is up to Chang Zhou to grasp it himself!

Half a day later, Cheng Li got the result of the awakening of the martial soul of Changzhou.

The martial soul is an intermediate martial soul half-moon blade, and the innate soul power is level seven. As a result, although the qualifications for entering the Wuhun Hall Academy are slightly worse, but with Cheng Li's relationship, Chang Zhou still successfully entered!

......

Three days later, at the entrance of the Temple of the Holy Son.

Four guards lined up on both sides, and today they were responsible for picking up Cheng Li to go to the Martial Spirit Hall Academy.

Although the Wuhun Hall Academy was named in the Wuhun Palace, it was not in Wuhun City. His location was very remote, in a soul beast forest far away from Wuhun City.

This soul beast forest was kept in captivity by the Martial Spirit Palace, and many formations were set up in it. These formations skillfully concealed the traces of the Martial Spirit Hall Academy.

Therefore, except for the upper echelons of the Wuhun Palace, few people know the location of the Wuhun Hall Academy.

"Holy Son, please!"

Chang Zhou stood aside and hurriedly spoke.

This new life was given to him by Cheng Li. From the moment his martial soul awakens, he will truly be free from the identity of slavery.

Not only was he freed from his status of enslavement, but he was also admitted to the Senior Soul Master Academy of the Wuhun Palace.

And all of this was given to him by Cheng Li!

"Hmm!"

Cheng Li walked out, and Chang Zhou followed closely behind.

......

The two of them, guided by four guards, came to an open remote area.

A Contra-level powerhouse has been waiting here for a long time. This Contra's martial soul is an immortal crane, and after being possessed by his true body, he can have the skills of an immortal crane that travels thousands of miles a day.

"Holy Son, please!"

This Contra Douluo urn muttered.

I saw that the next moment, the phantom of a white crane quickly condensed behind him. Immediately after, this Contra's seventh soul ring suddenly lit up.

"Martial Soul True Body!"

Hearing this Contra Elder shout, he saw his muscles bulge at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Immediately after, two fleshy wings also appeared behind him.

This is his seventh soul technique, the Martial Soul True Body.

An instant later, this Contra Elder had already turned into an immortal crane with a body of more than ten zhang. On the broad shoulders, it is large enough for five or six people.

Cheng Li jumped up, but Chang Zhou was a little apprehensive.

Obviously, he can't change his identity. Unconsciously, he also thinks of himself as a minion.

The next moment, I saw Elder Contra after the incarnation with a mouth.

"Come on!"

With his permission, Chang Zhou came up.

But even so, his face was very nervous, like sitting on pins and needles.

"Let's go!"

Seeing this, Cheng Li didn't make a sound.

Instead, he turned his head to look at the incarnated Contra Elder.

"Yes! Son! ”

......

The Soul Master Academy of the Martial Soul Hall was different from other very luxurious academies on the continent, but it looked full of mysterious simplicity. The whole thing looks like a huge black castle.

The entire college is made of bedrock.

Bedrock is a building material that is 5,000 zhang below the ground, and it can withstand the full force of the Soul Dwelling Sect.

The entire academy was built by a powerhouse above the Soul Saint of the Martial Spirit Palace. It can be called solid.

The main door is made of two bronze doors, and it glows dark at a glance.

It gives a sense of solemnity and solemnity.

When Cheng Li arrived at the Soul Master Academy of the Martial Spirit Palace, the sky had already darkened.

A hazy light rain began to fall from the sky.

But even so, the Soul Master Academy of the Martial Soul Hall was still brightly lit. Not because of anything else, just because Cheng Li is here!

Cheng Li is the holy son of the Wuhun Hall and the heir of the next Pope of the Wuhun Palace.

Even the teachers of the Martial Spirit Hall Academy have to find a way to tie Cheng Li.

"See the Holy Son!"

When Cheng Li and the others entered the Soul Master Academy of the Martial Spirit Palace, the teachers had been waiting here for a long time.

"I've met all the teachers, and I will ask you to take care of them in the future!"

Cheng Li leaned over and said.

In any case, the number of courtesies still has to be done.

"The Holy Son is kind!"

"Holy Son, the headmaster said that after you came, let you go and see him!"

A teacher spoke.

"Okay, I got it. This is my squire, and I also came here to study with me, and settled him down! ”

"It's stated in the papal warrant!"

Another teacher spoke.

"That's good!"

Cheng Li nodded.

......

Wuhun Hall Soul Master Academy, Principal's Office.

Strictly speaking, the Soul Master Academy of the Martial Soul Hall does not belong to any of the three halls of the Martial Soul Palace. But in recent years, the three halls have been competing for the ownership of the Soul Master Academy of the Martial Spirit Palace.

When the Hall of Elders had the idea of relying on the Pope's Palace, the scales that had been balanced all along, began to tilt.

But the Pope's Palace still didn't dare to stretch his hand too deep.

All of this is because of the principal of the Martial Spirit Hall Academy. A Titled Douluo with a soul power of up to level ninety-seven, Blood Soul Douluo.

Blood Soul Douluo did not appear in the original book because the original book did not explain the Soul Master Academy of the Martial Soul Hall in detail. Blood Soul Douluo also made a move, but he didn't have time to leave his name at all, so he was chopped by Tang San after becoming a god.

In fact, the strength of this Blood Soul Douluo was no less than that of some Douluo with ninety-eighth level soul power.

This Blood Soul Douluo does not belong to any of the three halls of the Martial Soul Palace.

Legend has it that he was the son of the first pope, and it has been held to this day.

Blood Soul Douluo has been the principal of the Martial Soul Hall Academy for a hundred years.

In the past hundred years, Blood Soul Douluo has managed the Martial Soul Hall Academy in an orderly manner. In the past hundred years, a large number of talents have been sent to the Wuhun Palace.

It is conservatively estimated that there are no less than ten Titled Douluo in the three halls, all of whom came out of the Martial Spirit Hall Academy!

Cheng Li, led by a teacher, came to the principal's office.

As soon as Cheng Li wanted to knock on the door, a voice came from the office.

"Come in, the door is unlocked!"

When Cheng Li heard this, he immediately pushed the door and entered.

There was only one middle-aged man in the room who looked to be in his thirties.

At this time, one of his hands was still resting on the teacup he had just put down.

"You're here!"

At this time, Blood Soul Douluo was like a very kind uncle next door. It is completely different from the rumored murderous and bloodthirsty devil.

"I've seen the headmaster!"

Cheng Li said.

"You don't have to bow to me, you are the Son!"

Blood Soul Douluo shook his head.

"Respect and humility are below, teachers and students are above, and you can't talk about it!"

Cheng Li said.

"You kid, there's something interesting. It seems that the old bones have to get up and salute you! ”