Chapter 117 (1/2)

A few days later

”How long, Dean?”

”What's the matter? It's just ahead. ”

On the rugged mountain road, Wang Jian and Tong Lao rode a horse, slowly and leisurely toward the direction of Jon village.

Looking at the bumpy road at his feet, the old man felt that he was trapped. Which soul teacher college is not built in the city or next to the city, and it needs to be tens of miles away from the city?

As for Wang Jiankou's college, Tong Lao once again doubts that he won't cheat me, will he?

Is it not a college, but a sect?

Just when the old boy was so cranky, Wang Jian suddenly said, ”it's coming. It's in front of him.”

Hearing the speech, Tong quickly looked up and saw the small mountain village in the embrace of the mountains.

The village is full of green smoke, which is the coking coal and charcoal burning in the forging room.

The village is mainly engaged in casting. Almost every family has a blacksmith workshop for forging. Walking in the village during the day, you can hear the sound of ”jingling”.

The old boy looked at the village not far away and murmured, ”where is it?”

”Where, where!”

Wang Jian had no choice but to point to the Tianxing soul teacher college near the back mountain grassland.

At this moment, Tong Lao saw clearly, squinted at Wang Jiankou's college, and his face became dull gradually.

This... This is what you call soul teacher college?!

Even an ordinary college is much better than you? Looking from here, the whole college can be said to have a panoramic view. There are several low buildings, surrounded by a simple processed soil playground, and there seems to be the college's exclusive flag in the corner.

Young and old suddenly become depressed, the whole person lowered his head, like a day lost the dream of salted fish.

He murmured: ”my medicine field is gone... My pharmacopoeia is gone.”

Wang Jian, sitting on the horse's back and holding the reins, glanced at Tong Lao. He felt a little strange in his heart. You say you are a 50-60-year-old man. How can you have such rich emotional changes?!

Although Tianxing college seems to be close at hand, it took a quarter of an hour to shake it slowly.

When he arrived at the gate of Tianxing soul teacher college, Tong Lao's spirit was suddenly shocked. He looked at the two soul guides guarding at the gate of the college. The cold light cast by the body of steel made him feel cold, and he felt a sense of inexplicable fear.

”This is...”

He turned his head and looked at Wang Jian.

Wang Jiantou did not turn and said, ”Oh, these two are used in the town. Do you understand stone lions? It's equivalent to that thing. ”

”I believe you, ghost!”

The old boy yelled in his heart and looked at the two soul guides. His eyes were full of shock.

These days, after a long visit to Wuhun City, they naturally saw a lot of things. The reason why these two things were regarded as ”house gods” by Wang Jian is obviously the crystallization of soul guide technology - soul guide guard!

I remember that there was a shop in the soul guide street, which was placed in the most prominent position in the center of the lobby as the treasure of the town shop!

However, the soul guide guard is much smaller than this one, and it seems far less powerful and dangerous than these two. The soul guide guard has the power of the soul sect!

These two words are at least the soul King level!

Seeing two tall horses carrying two people coming slowly, the guard of Tianxing college came out of the guard room.

”Stop! In front is the area of Tianxing college. Those who come will dismount and announce their names! ”

Tong Lao's face suddenly became strange and looked at Wang Jian.

Wang Jian's face was a little black. Even he didn't expect that he would be blocked outside when he went back to his college.

He looked at the guard who came out and asked, ”new one?”

The guard looked at Wang Jian suspiciously, and his heart suddenly felt a little weak. Listen to this tone, isn't this a big man?

”Xiao Zhang, what are you doing?”

There was a sleepy voice in the guard room, and the owner of the voice seemed to be pinched by the neck, and could no longer make any sound.