Chapter 15: Blocking people's path, hatred is comparable to killing parents, teaching the conci

Perhaps in order to show the noble and transcendent status of the soul master, the overall width of the Notting College gate is more than twenty meters.

But it was not fully opened. Instead, a small door about one and a half meters wide was opened on the iron door near the side.

Next to the small door is the guard's room.

Through the window, you can see an ordinary-looking young man sitting inside with a very casual attitude.

Nangong Lingyun glanced at it from a distance, and the various aura fluctuations on his body suddenly became imperceptible.

Spiritual martial arts, or simply strong mental power, can have many magical special effects, and reducing the sense of presence is only the most trivial one among them.

Of course the reverse is also true. It can affect other people's mental judgment and consciousness. That is called charm.

The reason why I do this is because my appearance is much more extraordinary than many aristocratic children, regardless of clothing or temperament.

The dispute with the guard was one of the prerequisites for Da Shi to accept Xiao San as his disciple, and he didn't want to destroy it.

The three of them continued walking forward without stopping.

Just like in the original work, when they approached the school gate, the young man suddenly jumped out and said:

"Hey~~Wait, wait, what are you doing?

This is the Wuhun Academy. Is this the place where country people like you should come? "

With an arrogant look on his face and a trace of anger in his tone, he spread his hands in front of the iron gate, looking like nothing could stop him.

It was as if his noble status and majestic power had been challenged.

Old Jack has come to Notting City once or twice. He knows that city people despise the word "countryside".

With almost no hesitation, he subconsciously hurriedly said with a smile:

"Little brother, these two children are working-study students this year, I brought them to register.

Could you please be accommodating and see what procedures are required? "

After saying that, he also took out the certificate issued by Su Yuntao and presented it respectfully with both hands.

Hearing the word "accommodating", the concierge looked subconsciously happy.

But after seeing that Old Jack’s palm was completely empty except for two pieces of certification paper and a row of thick calluses,

The corners of his mouth suddenly twitched slightly.

Why are you so accommodating with your mouth?

His purpose was not to check his identity, but he just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to obtain some benefits.

He took the martial arts certificate and glanced at it casually.

Without even looking at it carefully, he threw it directly to the ground and sneered in a contemptuous and angry voice:

"Hahaha, you are really laughing to death, a blue silver grass martial spirit with innate soul power?

And this, the martial spirit is actually myself? Could it be that he didn't awaken the martial spirit at all and deliberately said that the martial spirit was his own?

It is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world.

I have been working as a concierge at the academy for more than four years, and I have never heard of a student who was born with full soul power.

Not to mention Lan Yincao, a recognized useless martial spirit, and his own martial spirit, which is even more ridiculous.

I see, this martial spirit certificate must have been forged by you. "

It is said that the king of hell is easy to deal with, but the devil is difficult to deal with.

The young concierge almost showed his difficulty written on his face. He did not hide it or show it deliberately. He was deliberately trying to make things difficult for a few people.

However, just when he was about to spit out feces again, his expression suddenly changed, his mouth was half-opened, and he froze in place and could not move.

Because in front of his throat, there was a sharp long sword shining with cold light.

The sharp breath from the sword tip even made the skin feel an obvious sting.

"Go on?"

Nangong Lingyun smiled slightly, and through mental induction, the big shit was already in place,

The concierge also successfully mentioned the two key words, "Blue Silver Grass" and "Innate Soul Power". Naturally, he would not let him continue to show off his power.

In particular, according to the original description, this guy will abuse and even try to beat Grandpa Jack.

He doesn't have this weird habit of letting the plot unfold even though he knows his loved ones will be humiliated.

In fact, as long as we find a way to hold the jailer for a while and let Tang San take out his sleeve arrows to kill the concierge, he should be able to trigger the trap three achievement and get a lot of cool rewards.

But thinking that it might implicate old Jack, Nangong Lingyun finally gave up this plan.

A thief has a way of doing things. He doesn't intend to be a bad person, but he still has to stick to the most basic bottom line.

"Grandpa, please go back first. Don't worry here. I can handle a small matter. Even if I can't handle it, there is still Sister Yan."

After the young man shut up, Nangong Lingyun put away his sword, turned around and politely sent Old Jack away.

Then he reached out and called, and the two certificates flew up automatically and landed in his and Tang San's hands respectively.

Object control, like spiritual detection, breath concentration, and charm, is also a basic ability of the spiritual system.

Seeing this fantastic scene, the concierge's pupils shrank suddenly, knowing that he had kicked an iron plate.

He quickly tried to subdue him and said:

"Little brother, I..."

But before he could finish his words, he felt a sudden sharp pain in his abdomen, and his whole body was driven up by a strong force and flew into the iron door behind him.

Following Nangong Lingyun's punch, the zombie-faced old man behind the pillar was always ready.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart for a moment, adjusted his expression to one full of majesty and uprightness, then took a sharp step forward and shouted loudly:

"stop!"

The real shit is even more unflattering than the original work.

Dead fish eyes, zombie face, short winter melon, black and white hair, and a slightly messy hairstyle.

Not to mention the appearance is ordinary or average, at least it is full of vicissitudes, ravines, and cuts and cuts.

This word "cut with a knife and axe" does not describe a square face and a strong temperament.

Rather, it refers to the kind of random hacking that looks like someone has struck it hard with a knife or axe.

See him appear,

The little third son's tiger body suddenly trembled, and the bastard looked at Mung Bean and started to make eye contact.

The concierge also seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, forcing some flattery onto his painful face.

Calling affectionately:

"Grand...master, master..."

But Nangong Lingyun ignored the visitor and threw a gold soul coin at his feet.

I couldn’t help but complain:

“The hatred for blocking someone’s path is comparable to killing one’s parents.

For civilian families, the Soul Master Academy is a dream palace that can change their destiny, and even transcend social classes and become a noble.

None of the students who can enter here are truly ordinary people.

Don't look at it now that they are just a group of children, civilians and poor, they seem not worth mentioning.

But the moment you awaken your innate soul power, becoming a soul master in the future is just around the corner.

You, an ordinary person with no soul power, are so bold as to ask for a bribe from a future soul master.

When he failed to ask for money, he threatened and humiliated him.

In order to prevent students from enrolling, they even openly slandered and questioned Wuhun Palace for issuing false martial arts certificates.

With so much ability, aren't you afraid of being judged as someone who wants to die?

You said that you have been a concierge here for four years. It has only been a year or two since the first class of students who were bullied graduated. Think about it carefully. "

After saying that, he turned to Tang San and said:

"This teacher seems pretty decent. You go in with him to sign up first. I'll go buy some things and come back later."

Then he turned around without hesitation and ran towards the way he came from.