Chapter 33

"She."

Wang Jian pointed to Shen Xin beside him. The young man was surprised and said, "little girl, you have good talent."

With that, he has put the crystal ball in place. The transparent crystal ball is about the size of a volleyball. The whole ball is crystal clear, and I don't know what it is made of.

The young man was very careful and joked: "it's expensive. The cost of each item is 100 gold coins. It's almost the first half of my salary."

"Half a year's salary?"

"Yes."

The young man sighed. He thought that Wang Jian was surprised at the cost of the crystal. But what surprised Wang Jian more was his salary.

This guy sleeps here one day, and he earns more than ten gold coins a month?!

Damned Wuhun hall is really rich!

"Well, little girl, put your hand on the crystal ball, and then inject soul power."

Shen Xin nodded, put his hand on the crystal ball according to the youth's words, and then injected soul power.

Gradually, the whole crystal ball lit up light, covering half of the crystal ball.

"Level 15? What's wrong with this thing? "

The young soul master was a little strange. He picked up the crystal ball and looked around.

"Yes, her soul power is level 15 now."

Wang Jian replied that Shen Xin's soul power was originally level 14. After absorbing the soul ring, the soul ring brought soul power blessing, which made her break through level 15.

"Level 15? So why are we testing now? "

The young soul master muttered, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he turned to the side and stopped in front of a tool stand.

"What's the name of the little girl? What is the soul of martial arts? "

"Shen Xin, seven skillful flowers of martial spirit."

Shen Xin takes a look at Wang Jian and answers when he nods.

"Oh, they are still my own family. My surname is Shen, and my name is Shenyang."

The young soul master looks into Shen Xin's eyes. After laughing, he starts to get busy. Wang Jian goes to the side to have a look and finds that he is carving Shen Xin's information on a nameplate.

"This name plate is your certificate. In the future, you can get a subsidy of gold soul coin every month when you go to Wuhun hall, but every time you get it, you need to check the soul power. There is a special material in this name plate, so we can detect it, so don't think about forging it."

"Those who forge things in the hall of martial spirit don't come to a good end."

"Here you are."

Shenyang hands Shen Xin the seal engraved name plate and claps his hands. Then he picks up one of the thick identification cards on the table, signs it and hands it to Shen Xin.

"You can take this to the front desk to get the subsidy later."

"You're not responsible for the subsidies?"

Wang Jian thinks it's interesting.

"It's not that they are afraid that we will have enough money, and they are also responsible for registering and distributing money. They are also hard to find anything they forge, so they can separate the two rights."

Shenyang shrugged his shoulders to express helplessness.

At this moment, there was a steady sound of footsteps in the corridor, and then an old man in a robe appeared at the door of the room. But strangely, he left with a frown and a calm face after looking at the room.

Wang Jian felt puzzled for a while and said, "what's the matter with the bishop?"

"Come and trouble me. Let's see if I'm sleeping. If it wasn't for you, I would have been cursed by that old guy. I have some gap with the old guy. Last year, I beat up his arrogant son. "

"If it wasn't for this, I'd be in the order of punishment now."

"But I've figured out that I don't have to fight and kill all day if I'm free. Although that guy is a third-class white bishop, he can't help me."

Wang Jian's eyes turned when he heard that. Then he didn't know what he thought of, and his mouth turned up.

"But that's not good. He's always looking for trouble for you, even if it doesn't cause any real harm, but there are always cowards. Have you considered changing your working environment?"

Shenyang, who had returned to his chair, was stunned. Then he looked at Wang Jian strangely and said, "are you here to dig the corner of the hall of martial spirit?"

"Cough, I have this plan, mainly because I think you are a talented person, and you are buried in a corner here."

Shenyang was surprised. He extended his thumb to Wang Jian and said, "you're really good. This is the first time I've seen someone prepare to dig the corner of the hall of martial spirit."

Then, he swept up and down like Wang Jian, and there was a color of doubt in his eyes: "you may not be as old as me, dare to ask where you come from."

Wang Jian said with a smile: "I am the dean of Tianxing soul teacher college, Wang Jian."

With that, he pointed to Shen Xin and said, "this is also a student of our college."

"Tianxing soul teacher college?"

Shenyang pondered for a moment, is there such a soul Teacher College in Blackstone city? But it seems familiar.

Wang Jian reminded: "our college is newly built, and its address is in the village of Jon."

"Jon village? Oh, I remember. I heard that Ding Sanshi, the teaching director of Blackstone junior soul teacher college, went to a certain soul Teacher College in Yuen Village a few days ago, but he failed. It turned out that it was your college. "

Shenyang showed a sudden expression, and then his face changed, looking at Wang Jian: "are you the soul clan?"

"What's the problem?"

Wang Jian showed a bright smile.

Shenyang's face is full of surprise and inconceivable. Wang Jian looks much younger than him, at most in his early twenties, but he is already a soul clan?!

He was quite complacent about his talent, but soon he adjusted his mind and asked, "if I go to your hospital, I don't know what the treatment is."

Wang Jianxin was very happy. As long as he had this intention, he deliberated: "our school is newly built. Naturally, it's poor. The salary can't compare with that of you in Wuhun temple. However, our college has great potential. If it develops, you can be regarded as a senior. You can get much more than you now."

Being a senior member of the soul Teacher College really sounds better than the staff of the martial spirit hall. Shenyang was a little moved, but he didn't immediately agree with Wang Jian.

How difficult is it for a college to develop? He doesn't know much about this kind of thing, but he also knows that it's definitely not easy. Is it worth giving up the existing life to fight for an uncertain future?

Shenyang fell into meditation, and Wang Jian also knew that it was hard to convince people just by a few words, but he didn't give up completely.

"If you are interested, you are always welcome to Tianxing soul teacher college."

Wang Jian left a word, then left with a deep heart, leaving only Shenyang in thinking.