Douluo Dalu

The second is coming. There is still one more before 12 o'clock in the evening. At the same time, the meeting will be held at 12:05. Last week because it was a new book, the essence was too little. This week, with the support of everyone, the essence should be a lot. Let Xiaosan reward everyone for their support. At that time, I also trouble everyone to vote for the valuable recommendation ticket to Xiaosan, thank you.

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"Their origins are not noble, but they also have the innate power of the soul. And this kind of accident is the existence of the mutant Wuhun. According to my research on the mutant Wuhun for so many years, there is no kind of Wuhun and blue silver. The grass martial arts will mutate. And your blue silver grass martial arts is an ordinary blue silver grass, so I can be sure that my judgment is correct."

"Various Wuhun, what is that?" asked Tang San.

The master patiently explained: "This is the first question of how the Wuhun is passed down. The martial arts possessed by a person has a direct relationship with the martial arts of the parents. The most normal situation is the inheritance of any father or mother. The martial art of one side. This is the family-style martial art inheritance. Some of the exceptions are the so-called mutated martial arts. The source is also the martial spirit of the parents, but because the martial arts between the father and the mother have certain variability. Therefore, the martial arts of the inheritor will be mutated, resulting in a new martial art. The mutated martial arts can be mutated powerfully, and even appear to be full of soul power. But most of the mutated martial arts will only become Weakness. The mutated martial arts is like a product of a close relative's marriage. The odds of idiots are great, but there may be wise men who are far more than ordinary people."

Tang nodded three times. Suddenly, he stepped back and opened the distance between himself and the master. Then, his knees fell to the ground and he bowed three heads to the master.

This time, it was the turn of the master to stop. "What are you doing?"

"Teacher." Tang San shouted reverently. "Please accept me as a disciple."

The master smiled and smiled very gratifiedly. He bent over and pulled Tang San up. "Stupid boy, why should you worship the teacher? You don't know if this is the courtesy of the king and the parents? Just need to be jealous."

The habits of the Douro mainland are obviously different from those of the Tang Dynasty. However, Tang San does not think that his etiquette is more. The solemn way is: "One day is a teacher, life is a father. You should be worshipped by me."

Tangmen’s teachings on etiquette were very strict. He grew up with that kind of education and was deeply imprinted in the heart of Tang San.

The master looked at Tang San with a sigh of relief. "One day is a teacher, life is a father, good, good, it seems that I really did not choose the wrong one." The so-called seeing the micro, the details determine success or failure, although the contact between the teacher and the teacher is not long. However, the master has a good understanding of this child.

"Let's go, I will take you to the Academic Affairs Office to report." The master once again pulled up Tang San's hand, and his original dry hand was slightly sweaty because of his excitement.

The Notting Primary School of Souls does not look as big as it looks. It is divided into several areas, the main teaching building, the playground and the dormitory building on the east side of the playground.

Although it is only the primary soul school, the requirements for the students are very strict. Even if the family is next to the college, the students must stay in the college and accept unified management.

The Academic Affairs Office is on the first floor of the main teaching building. The teacher who is responsible for the reception is a teacher who looks like a 60-year-old teacher. Two young teachers who are less than 30 years old have given him a hand.

The master put the certificate on the table and said to the older teacher: "Director Su, this is the work student sent by Shengshen Village this year. Please help me register for him."

Director Su said with a smile: "Master, how come you, rarity! Let's sit down."

The master shook his head and said to Tang Sandao: "You register here, these teachers will tell you how to do it. I will go first, and I will go to see you later."

Tang nodded three times and respectfully said: "The teacher will see you again."

The master smiled, touched his head and turned away.

When I heard Tang’s name as a master, Director Su seemed to be very interested. “Young man, you are a master teacher? He is not a teacher at our college.”

Tang Sandao: "But he is my teacher."

Director Su stunned, "Do you worship the master as a teacher?" His look is a bit odd, it is a smile that wants to laugh and hold back.

Tang Sandao: "What is wrong with it? Teacher."

Director Su shook his head and smiled. "No, no. I didn't expect the master to accept the apprentice. However, you are still a student of the college. You must also abide by the rules and regulations of the college in the future. Do you understand?"

Tang nodded three times.

The two young teachers next to Director Su were not as good as him. One of them took the certificate of Wu Hun Temple and looked at it. He smiled. "Tang San is. As a teacher of the college, I have to remind you. Master. It is not a casual recognition. Any soul teacher, whether or not he graduated from college, can only recognize a master. Otherwise, it will be rejected by the world. Do you really think that the master is suitable? Oh, you are still a soul Unfortunately, the Wuhun is blue silver grass."

Seeing the innate power of the proof, the teacher’s face on the scene showed amazement, but the blue silver grass made their surprises a pity.

Tang San looked strangely at the three college teachers in front of him. "What is wrong?"

Director Su glanced at the young teacher around him and said: "Although the master is a bit strange, but from a certain point of view, he is "invincible" in the martial arts. Anyway, your martial arts is also blue silver grass. It doesn't matter if you worship him as a teacher. Well, just like this. This is your thing, the college is free to distribute. You live in the dormitory seven rooms. The responsible teacher there will arrange you as a work student. Go. ”

"Thank you." After receiving the things that Director Su handed over, Tang Sanxing turned and walked out of the Academic Affairs Office.

Director Su gave him a standard Notting primary soul school uniform, and the white texture looked very clean. Just out of the Academic Affairs Office, Tang San vaguely heard the voice of the young teacher who had spoken before the Academic Affairs Office.

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