Chapter Twenty-Five: The Fake Golden Dragon Lance

"Got it, teacher." Adhering to the principle of being a teacher for one day and a father for life, Tang San was extremely recognized of what the master said.

The master continued: "According to my secret investigation, it should be that the Martial Spirit Hall is getting stronger and stronger, and in recent years, the two empires have reduced this appropriation for various reasons, and I heard that it seems to have been reduced to less than the original three layers. ”

"What? Cut so much? Tang San was slightly stunned, revealing an expression of disbelief, and wondered: "Then why is the Martial Soul Hall still continuing to issue Golden Soul Coins to Guangfa low-level soul masters with the original compensation specifications?" ”

Hearing this, the master showed a meaningful expression, and said with a sneer: "The Martial Soul Hall relies on this to issue soul master compensation to win people's hearts, this is the foundation of their original foothold, once they stop issuing this soul master compensation, it will definitely affect the prestige of the Martial Spirit Hall on the mainland." ”

"That is to say, seventy percent of the compensation you receive now comes from the Martial Soul Palace, but you don't have any psychological pressure, the Martial Soul Palace's wolf ambitions, they don't receive their money for nothing." The master added.

After learning of this situation, Tang San, who was born in the Tang Sect in his previous life, according to his ideas in the feudal era, the royal power is undoubtedly supreme, and the Wuhun Hall itself secretly added money to pay the compensation for the soul master, and it was obvious that he had overstepped his bounds.

Even more seriously, there is a suspicion of rebellion.

This is contrary to Tang San's theory of loyalty and patriotism in his previous life.

In Tang San's heart, the Martial Spirit Hall naturally became a big villain, and his crimes were estimated to be punished, and there was already a way to die.

"Teacher, you understand all the students you said." Tang San nodded solemnly and respectfully bowed to the master.

Tang San's double-standard personality may have originated from the Tang Sect at the beginning, a sect like the Tang Sect, you say it is decent, it almost means, it is not evil to say that it is an evil sect.

Where are the people in the Tang Sect also need to eat, and if they want to eat, they have to make money, and killing people and selling goods is the fastest way to get money, they may not need to think about what people to kill, whether the people they kill are good or bad, anyway, just kill the rich.

If a sect like the Tang Sect wants to gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes, it must play with its arms until it is leisurely, and Tang San himself has inherited a little of the sect's tradition.

When he came to the Douluo Continent, he worshiped Yu Xiaogang, a master of double standards, for further study, and finally made himself better than the blue, and the double standards were outrageous.

"Well, junior, if you don't have anything to do, you can go back first, there is a record of my research on martial soul cultivation in this book, you don't have anything to look at." The master took out a book out of nowhere and handed it to Tang San.

"Yes, teacher, then you can rest well, I will come to see you another day." Tang San replied respectfully, carefully received the book given by the master to the Twenty-Four Bridges in the Bright Moon Night, bowed, and turned to leave.

After leaving the master's room, Tang San returned to the work-study dormitory.

"Little San, you're back, it's time for us to clean up today." Xiao Wu sat on the edge of the bed, urging with her hands on her waist.

Tang San and Xiao Wu, as work-study students of Notting Academy, needed to earn soul coins for cleaning the academy every week to subsidize their lives, and the few days when Tang San went to the Soul Hunting Forest to hunt soul beasts were all cleaned by Xiao Wu alone.

"And clean up the fart." Tang San glanced at Xiao Wu and said, "I don't have to clean it in the future." ”

Xiao Wu was stunned for a moment and said, "Why?" ”

Tang San said with a little smugness: "I am already a soul master now, and now I have a subsidy of gold soul coins every month, and the teacher will give me two gold soul coins every month, I don't have to clean up in the future." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Wu sat up, hugged her knees, and looked at Tang San curiously with a puffy little face, and said, "Wow, there are still such benefits to becoming a soul master?" Then I'm going to get it too. ”

After saying that, Xiao Wu jumped off the bed and ran outside excitedly.

On the other hand, Li Qingshan was in the library of Notting College, consulting various materials and drawing drawings by himself, and designed an iron spear.

The spear was about six feet long, and it was tattooed with a golden dragon with lifelike scales and a cold blade coming out of its dragon's mouth, which was the tip of the spear.

Li Qingshan thought that the weapon that was most compatible with his Golden Dragon Martial Soul should be the legendary Golden Dragon Lance, but it was impossible for him to go to the Divine Realm now, open the seal of the Golden Dragon King, and then pull out the ribs of the Golden Dragon King and find someone to create a Golden Dragon Lance.

Now I can only barely get an iron gun to use first.

Glancing at the design drawing in his hand, Li Qingshan smiled with satisfaction, folded it up and put it in the soul guide, and slowly stepped out of Notting Academy.

He was going to the blacksmith to find someone to make the spear.

After asking a few passers-by, Li Qingshan finally came to the destination of this trip, the largest blacksmith shop in Notting City, the name of this blacksmith shop is very simple, it is called the largest blacksmith shop.

Before he entered the blacksmith shop, Li Qingshan had already heard the intensive tapping sound of the blacksmiths striking the iron, as well as a rush of heat.

The scale of this blacksmith shop is also quite large, and there are various items in it according to categories, which are daily utensils, weapons, and armor.

"Kid, what are you doing here? Buy things and ask your family to go, it's dangerous here, get out quickly. As soon as Li Qingshan stepped into the door of the blacksmith shop, a loud voice came.

Li Qingshan looked for prestige, but found a big man with a naked upper body, holding a huge casting hammer in his forehand, his forehead was full of sweat, and he was looking at himself.

"Hello, uncle, I want to build a spear, I don't know if you can finish it here?" Li Qingshan asked.

"Yes, if there are any drawings, I'll take a look." The big man looked Li Qingshan up and down a few times and asked.

"Yes." Li Qingshan took out the drawing from the soul guide, handed it to the big man, and said lightly: "I want the high-grade dark iron and pure gold to cast the gun body, and the tip of the gun is made of cold heart iron essence." ”

After listening to Li Qingshan's narration, Dahan just glanced at the drawings after taking them, and immediately became stupid, the design of the spear on the drawings was a little complicated, and the materials needed were also quite rare, so he obviously couldn't make the decision.

"This... I can't be the master. Dahan glanced at Li Qingshan again, and then said slowly: "You wait for me first, I'll go and ask the shopkeeper to see if we can do it." ”

With that, the big man ran in the direction of the counter.

The middle-aged man behind the counter, who was extremely strong, quickly got the drawings handed over by Dahan, only to see that he frowned slightly, and after saying a few words to Dahan, he walked towards Li Qingshan with the drawings.

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