Chapter 6

Blackstone, Jon village.

The next day, after walking dozens of miles, Wang Jian finally came to the village according to the map.

The place where yoen village is located is not a plain, but there are not too many rolling hills. The terrain is relatively stable. Wang Jian inspected it and found that most of the villagers here live on agriculture, hunting and smelting.

Wang Jian stands on a small bridge in the village of Jon. Under the bridge is a flowing brook. The clear river is bright in the sun.

"There seems to be a piece of wasteland under the hill over there. It seems that the terrain is good, but it can be used as a college residence."

Wang Jian rubbed his chin and looked at the wasteland in the distance.

"Who are you?"

All of a sudden, a voice suddenly rang out behind Wang Jian's side. The silent approach scared Wang Jian to jump. The sole of his foot was unstable and almost fell straight into the stream.

When Wang Jian turned his head and looked over, he found a girl at one end of the bridge. En... A loli was standing there, looking at herself with surprise and vigilance.

"Xiaozhan... Xiaozhan!"

At the end of the road came a call, followed by an old woman anxiously came over, and then pulled the half old girl a reprimand.

"Don't run around, what if you meet danger!"

With that, the old woman looked at Wang Jian and asked with vigilance: "who are you?"

As soon as Wang Jian's mouth draws, does the danger you said refer to me?

"The old man."

"Don't make up to each other. Who are you? Are they spies from the Empire of Xingluo? "

The old woman guarded little Lori behind her.

Wang Jian is a little uncomfortable. It's different from what he thought. How come he's going to drive people before he says his purpose?

So he simply straightened his face and said, "well, I'm a soul master. Recently, I'm planning to find a piece of land to set up a college in Yoon village. I wonder if the old man can inform the head of your village?"

"Soul teacher college?"

The old woman looked at Wang Jian suspiciously, obviously full of some distrust.

Seeing this, Wang Jian directly showed his soul ring. Four rings of shining white light rose from the soles of her feet, which instantly dispelled the doubts in the old woman's heart. Soul ring is always the best proof of a soul master.

Wang Jian is now holding a ruler, with a smile on his face. He looks helpless, and his long clothes are floating. He has a sense of immortality. The whole person's temperament has changed dramatically.

"Are you the dean? Can you teach me to practice soul power? "

Half of the girl who was protected by the old woman jumped out and asked excitedly.

"Xiao Zhan, don't be rude to the soul master!"

The old woman was startled. She quickly grabbed it and apologized to Wang Jian.

"I'm sorry, master soul. I've spoiled Xiaozhan since I was a child, so I don't know the etiquette. Please don't worry about it."

Then she said, "I'm the head of the village. There are lots of open spaces around the village. If adults like anything, they can use it. If there is a soul teacher college, everyone will be very happy."

Wang Jian thought for a while with the ruler. It seems that holding the ruler can really calm him down a lot.

He thinks it's not proper to take other people's things for nothing. After all, he is a very good young man who grew up under the red flag. The education he received from childhood does not have such a theory of getting something for nothing.

After thinking about it, he said to the old woman with a smile: "it's not my style to take things from people in white. Let's just say that the land is rented by me. If it's the land of the villagers, I can pay some soul money to him. If it's the land owned by the village, I can build some infrastructure for the village. Do you think so?"

As soon as the old woman's eyes brightened, she quickly bowed to her body and said, "thank you, master soul first."

Wang Jian casually smiles, and immediately puts his eyes on the girl beside him and asks, "your name is Xiao Zhan?"

The girl named Xiaozhan looks young. She is on the way from Lori to a girl. She looks very cute, with a round face and a little baby fat.

"I really want to pinch it."

Wang Jian has itching in his heart. He has loved children since he was a child, especially children under five years old, because their faces are really comfortable to pinch.

The old woman was afraid that her granddaughter might say something wrong. She rushed to the front and said, "her little name is Xiaozhan, her father's surname is Shen, and her big name is Shen Xin. She is her old granddaughter. Her parents are all villagers in the village. They usually live by farming and selling some ironware."

Wang Jian nodded, then asked with a smile, "do you want to practice soul power?"

Shen Xin nodded and looked at Wang Jian excitedly: "is that ok?"

"Of course."

There will be only one more student. Besides, this is the granddaughter of the head of the village. It will be much more convenient to work in Yoon village in the future, won't it?

Before Shen Xin showed his happy expression, the old woman scolded: "don't lick the trouble for your grown-ups. The grown-ups of Wuhun Hall who were in charge of awakening all said that your Wuhun is just a waste of Wuhun. Even if you have the soul power, you can't be a soul master."

When Shen Xin heard the words, his eyes suddenly became dim.

"Well?"

While listening, Wang Jian felt that something was wrong. If it was a waste of martial spirit, how could it have soul power?

The master once proposed the top ten competitive forces in the world of soul masters. One of them is that the quality of innate soul power is proportional to that of martial spirit. Of course, there will be ups and downs. But when the innate soul power reaches level 6, there will be no inverse ratio.

Although some things are not clear because of the strength of the masters, most of the top ten competitiveness are correct.

"When you first awakened, what level of innate soul power was it?"

"Level six!"

Shen Xin quickly replied that he clearly has a fresh memory of this matter.

"Level six?"

Wang Jian couldn't help but be surprised. He immediately felt a touch of ecstasy in his heart. If he had six levels of innate soul power, how could he be an abandoned soul?!

"Can you show me your martial spirit?"

Wang Jianqiang was so excited that it seemed that God was still taking care of me. Unexpectedly, he left me a legacy.

The old woman also noticed that there was something wrong with Wang Jian. Her heart moved and her eyes suddenly opened. She suddenly showed a worried color and quickly urged: "Xiao Zhan, show your martial spirit to the adult quickly."

Shen Xin nodded, and a touch of hope surged in her heart. She immediately stretched out her right hand, and with the surging of soul power, a seven color flower with green stems and leaves slowly emerged from her palm.

"This is my martial spirit. The adults in the martial spirit hall say it's the seven color flower. It's the abandoned martial spirit."

Wang Jian knew what the seven color flower was, because on the way to yon village, he could see plants similar to this kind of flower from time to time. Even if it was not as strong as the blue silver grass, it was not much stronger than wild flowers.

But this one is just similar.

"Wait, let me see."

Wang Jian took out the Encyclopedia of martial spirits from the soul guide, and then began to search according to the classification of martial spirits in the plant Department, and soon found out.

"Qiqiao flower, the food is the soul of martial arts. Every time you gain a soul ring, you can gain an unknown blessing. After eating it, you can increase the attribute..."

Wang Jian's eyes gradually widened, I drop a mother, this is found treasure!

Just then, the voice came from the brain system.

"Congratulations on being a SR level student and getting a reward..."