Anping stuffed the booklet into his arms, didn't linger, and turned to go home.

Not long ago, approaching the residence, a simple wooden house, this is still the village people to help Anping build, close to the periphery of the wooden house, there is a small vegetable field, on which all kinds of fresh vegetables are planted, usually Anping's food is these, want to open meat to go to the small river in the back mountain to fish.

An Ping, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, took out the booklet given to him by the middle-aged man and flipped through it.

It's all relatively basic stuff, and I'll finish reading it quickly.

"The Martial Soul Hall is still very good for civilian soul masters, free awakening, free cultivation methods, and free subsidies." As a civilian, these are undoubtedly what Anping needs most at this stage, although the cultivation method in his hand looks like a mainland product, but I haven't seen your noble sect send it.

Regardless of whether the Wuhun Hall harbors evil intentions or not, the gentleman's deeds do not care about his intentions, what he does is what he does, no matter what the purpose is.

In this kind of hierarchical feudal society, the gap between classes is too difficult to cross, just like today's middle-aged man ran a few villages before Anping appeared, perhaps it is such a low-probability empire that directly gives up civilians and picks out good seedlings directly from the people who awaken the soul power of the Wuhun Palace, which is more and better than the conditions given by the Wuhun Palace.

A fledgling genius, in this world, who doesn't want to be an aristocrat and exploit the weak, the essence of Wuhun Hall is still a religious organization that believes in angel gods, and the exploitation is definitely not as strong as that of nobles, so although Wuhun Hall has made a great contribution to the common people, there are still many people who fall to the nobility.

"Still, let's work cultivation and be yourself." Although An Ping was ready to fall to Tang San at this stage, everything was for the sake of living.

Two hours passed, An Ping opened his eyes and sighed, "Innate third-level soul power, the speed is slow, and only a trace of soul power has increased." ”

Got up and walked out of the door, and after a while, Anping brought back a thin bamboo, he couldn't summon the martial soul for a long time now, and was ready to use the thin bamboo instead of the sword to practice the basic sword style.

Anping made a long-term plan, went out to run and exercise in the morning, went to practice drawing the sword outside the village, went home for dinner at noon, practiced sword posture in the afternoon, and practiced soul power in the evening.

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After saying goodbye to the villagers, Anping went to the village chief's house to borrow some money, and the village chief was also very generous and took out three gold soul coins and bluntly said that Anping didn't need to pay it back, and Anping didn't pretentiously take the money and started to set foot on the road to the academy.

Iron Village is not far from Notting City, but it is not close, and it took half a day to finally arrive.

Although it is not a big city, the city wall is also quite thick, after the city defense inspection, Anping took out the Wuhun Hall certificate, the soldier's attitude was obviously much better, and he was released without asking anything.

"Class disparity! In his previous life, he even yelled at the city management. An Ping looked at the attitude of the soldiers and couldn't help but sigh, if it weren't for the proof of the Wuhun Palace, look at the attitude of those soldiers when they inspected civilians, maybe people would be unhappy and find a reason to detain you.

After Anping entered the city, he went to Notting Academy, although he was not familiar with it, but Anping also followed the village chief to Notting City several times.

Notting Junior College is located in the south of Notting City, and Anping only knows the general direction, and after asking passers-by a few times, he came to the main entrance of the college.

From afar, a wide and tall arch made of rock stands majestically, and below it are two iron gates made of fine iron.

Through the gap in the iron gate, the internal avenue is wide and winding, and the sides of the road are planted with greenery, and several exquisite rooftops can be seen in the distance.

On the rock in the middle of the top of the arch, four large characters are engraved on the Notting Academy.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of others arguing.

Anping looked at it, only to see the doorman say to the old and the young, "What are you doing?" Is this a place where you countrymen can come? ”

These few days have been the registration day of Notting Academy, but I didn't expect to run into Tang San so coincidentally.

An Ping hurriedly went up and said solemnly, "I am a work-study student from the Iron Village, and the certificate in his hand is exactly the same as mine, do you want to go to the Martial Spirit Hall with us to verify?" As he spoke, Anping put his proof in front of the doorman.

"Mutated martial soul, short stick, level 3 innate soul power, you are quite reasonable, the proof of this countryman, martial soul blue silver grass, innate soul power, this is not a big joke in the world, even if you make it up, you can't make it up like this."

"I've been a porter in the academy for four years, and I haven't heard of a student with innate soul power."

"Besides, Blue Silver Grass is a recognized waste martial soul on the mainland, how can it be possible to awaken the innate soul power?"

"It's a felony to forge a certificate from the Martial Spirit Palace, it's none of your business, child, I don't think you want to live anymore."

Tang San's martial soul information is indeed exaggerated, there is really no innate soul full of blue silver grass on the continent now, although we know that Tang San's martial soul is the Blue Silver Emperor but has not yet awakened.

In the original book, Tang San's innate soul power still needs to be put a question mark, it is also full of innate soul power, Oscar, as an auxiliary soul master, can reach level 30 before Tang San when he opened the Xuantian Gong, and determine the cultivation speed according to the innate soul power, as a war soul master, it should be faster than the auxiliary, and you are still open, and it is one level lower than Oscar.

Either Tang San was obsessed with iron, or in fact, Tang San's innate soul power was not at level ten, but from Xuantian Gong's cultivation.

Knowing that Tang San's proof was true, An Ping said stiffly, "Then go to the Martial Spirit Hall to check." ”

Seeing An Ping help him speak, Tang San already knew An Ping, and his heart was even more favorable.

Of course, in fact, Tang San didn't care if it was a fake porter, anyway, even if he went in, the mentor inside would also check it, so this porter was just to make some benefits.

It must have been before, and the porter was so unscrupulous.

The porter just wanted to say something.

"No need to go." A slightly hoarse voice came from not far away.

"It's over!" The porter saw the person clearly, and his heart was numb, this person was a friend of the dean, if I stabbed the dean, I would be finished, thinking of this, he hurriedly stepped forward, nodded his head, and looked flattering, "Master, you are back." ”

As long as Yu Xiaogang is passed, he will be fine.

An Ping looked at it, and there was a middle-aged man who looked to be about fifty years old, with a medium build, one hand on his back, short hair and an ordinary appearance, and his facial features were slightly decadent.

"This is Yu Xiaogang? Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong's vision is really not good. Anping looked up and down.

"Prove it to me." Saying that, Yu Xiaogang stretched out.

Holding the information of the two of them, seeing Tang San's proof, Yu Xiaogang's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he looked at the second certificate and only showed a trace of interest and then disappeared.

An Ping, who always pays attention to Yu Xiaogang, understands something, but is simply a little interested in my martial soul mutation.

Although An Ping, who knows the plot, looks down on the master, but now the master has what he needs, "Knowledge." "After reading the original book, you know that many of the master's theories can't stand scrutiny, but it doesn't prevent him from reading a lot of books.