Chapter 71 (1/2)

A thin middle-aged man came out of the room. His hair was gray and untidy. He was about forty or fifty years old, and he had a unique decadent feeling of depression.

Seeing Wang Jian outside the door, there was a flash of doubt in the master's eyes. He hesitated and asked, ”who are you, please?”

Wang Jian once again introduced himself and said with a smile: ”I am the dean of Tianxing soul teacher college, Wang Jian.”

”Tianxing soul teacher college?”

The master was obviously at a loss. He looked at Tang San and looked at each other.

”I wonder if you have anything to do with me?”

After searching in his mind for a while and making sure that there was no information about Tianxing soul teacher college and Wang Jian, the master asked in a voice.

”Oh, it's like this...”

Wang Jian looked at the melancholy little dance behind her and pulled her out as a shield.

He began to explain the process of meeting Xiao Wu in the star forest. The master and Tang San listened quietly, but soon their expressions changed, from doubt to understanding, and finally they were all afraid.

”Thank you so much!”

Tang San sincerely bows to Wang Jian, even in a cold sweat. If Xiao Wu has an accident in the big star forest, he really doesn't know what to do.

In the past few years since Tang Hao left, Xiao Wu is the closest person to him besides the master.

Xiao Wu, who is standing behind Wang Jian, looks sad. I guess I have to face Tang San's interrogation later.

”It's nothing. It's just a matter of lifting a finger.”

Wang Jian waved with a smile. He didn't see the expression of the little dance behind him.

Now in his eyes, there are only the master and Tang San, the most important characters in the plot. If Tang San is the protagonist in the book, then the master is definitely the second person throughout the whole line. It can be said that if there is no master, there will be no later Tang San.

After all, although Tang San's talent was excellent, his soul was just blue silver grass at the beginning.

Just imagine, if Tang San didn't meet the master at the beginning, what would Tang San's first Soul Ring be?

Ten years of Soul Ring? A soul ring that doesn't fit?

In the eyes of the world, blue silver grass is just a waste of martial spirit. Even if it has congenital full soul power, it is still a waste of martial spirit. No one will pay attention to it except the master, just as no one will pay attention to his ten mimicry theories in the world of soul masters.

There is bole, then there is Qianlima, and Qianlima often, Bole not often.

Without the help of the master, Tang San would never have achieved anything later. Maybe he would still be dazzling, but he would never be as dazzling as the sun.

The nine foot high platform starts with the earth. If the foundation is not firmly laid, where is the nine foot high platform behind?

The best example is Ma Hongjun, who failed to inherit the throne of God of fire because of his inborn deficiency. He had to take the second place and regret for life.

After thanking Tang San, the master looked at Wang Jian again. He was puzzled and wanted to say nothing.

What is master Wang Jian thinking at this time? He arched his hand to the master, bowed slightly and said with a smile: ”in fact, sending Xiaowu back this time is only one of them, and another purpose is to visit the master.”

”Call on me?”

The master looked at Wang Jian in surprise and was at a loss.

Tang San looked at Wang Jian carefully and frowned slightly. When he first saw Wang Jian just now, the complicated expression on Wang Jian's face still remained in his mind, which made him feel strange. It was a kind of inexplicable... Peeping feeling?

It's like a god standing on the sky, condescending, seeing through everything about him, every move in his eyes.

The master next to him obviously hasn't come out of the surprise that Wang Jian came to visit him.