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Chapter Eight: Black History

"Haha, old Jack, no need, Lin Hai, I have already discussed with him that he will join the Spirit Hall. I will come back to pick him up after I wake up today. There are enough places for work-study students in your village." Su Yuntao was so happy when Lin Hai was about to join the Spirit Hall, he was very happy. His slimness, hahahahaha.

"Well, that's great. I'll feel relieved that Lin Hai can be valued by the Spirit Hall. Then I'll let Lin Hai wait for you to come back in this Spirit Hall." Old Jack said.

After discussing the matter, Old Jack and other parents left with their children, and Old Jack wanted to send Tang San back.

"Miss San, it's all your useless father who didn't inherit a better martial soul for you. Humph, I'm wasting your talent." Old Jack was mumbling along the way to send Tang San back, which made Tang San not know how to reply, so he could only hide his head and rush forward.

But what the two of them didn't know was that when they were walking towards the blacksmith shop, there was a man who was always following them.

"The light pillar just now was triggered by that boy Lin. It seems that many people have discovered it. I wonder if the senior management of the Wuhun Palace will come. If it doesn't work, I have to take the mistress out to hide for a few days." The person who followed was Tang Hao, and he was also attracted by the movement Lin Hai had just made, otherwise he would not have come to see a group of children awakening Wuhun, even if there was his child Tang San among them.

However, seeing the movement caused by Lin Hai, he decided to take Tang San out to hide for a few days. If Lin Hai attracts the people who know him in the Spirit Hall, the trouble will be great.

Not to mention that Tang Hao was going to take Tang San out to avoid the limelight, Lin Hai could only stay bored in the Martial Soul Hall where he had just awakened his martial soul, waiting for Su Yuntao to come back and take him away. Although he knew that Su Yuntao was a serious person, Lin Hai still wanted to complain, which was too unreliable. A genius was thrown away. No matter how you said that, you had to take it with him to rest assured. Su Yuntao was so heartless, so he was not afraid that someone had been abducted by him halfway through.

Lin Hai could only call out his martial soul alone to make a move.

"'Ris's videos of playing swords for me. Be careful, be handsome!" Lin Hai felt that it was not a big deal to play casually, so he asked his Void Engine to create a video of teaching people to play swords in the short video of "Super Theological Academy". His supercomputer still has a lot of information. In addition to the information provided by Void Gene, he also copied a lot of ordinary knowledge. Although he had to pay tax on bringing items, it was still okay to get some knowledge.

Of course, the most important thing Lin Hai wants is to be handsome when he plays. It doesn’t matter whether he is strong or not, but it’s the most important thing. It’s the version of the matter whether he is handsome or not. It’s a lifelong thing.

If you want to play with swords, you must not play in the martial soul hall in that village. It would be bad if the house was damaged, so Lin Hai ran to the open space next to him.

"This is it, this is it, this is it! I understand!" Lin Hai gesturing while watching the video that was drawn up by 'Ris'.

"It doesn't seem that difficult, I'm indeed a genius." After playing with it twice, Lin Hai felt that he could do it almost.

Lin Hai was moving left and right in the open space, and the sword in his hand flew up and down. When he squatted down and swept across his right leg, the sword also slapped the ground with his left hand, and then rolled over and said: "Bang."

"Ouch."

"Are you mistaken? Slow motion is so simple, you can just fall and eat shit quickly." Lin Hai got up from the ground and the sword in his hand flew to the side, so I didn't believe it.

"Come on the sword!" Lin Hai walked forward with one hand, spread his palm and shouted at the long sword in front of him.

"Come on the sword!" Lin Hai saw that his martial soul, the Dragon Sword, had no reaction at all, so he shouted again.

Still no movement...

"Uh?⊙!!" Lin Hai was embarrassed. Isn't this his martial soul? Why don't he have a positioning ability?

Seeing that the "Dragon Sword" had not been moved, Lin Hai deserves to run over and pick it up from the ground.

"Huh, fortunately no one saw it, otherwise I would have a complete dark history." Lin Hai said fortunately no one saw it, otherwise he would have killed someone to silence him.

But what Lin Hai didn't know was that his embarrassing "Sword Comes" was not only seen, but also four people. At present, Lin Hai could not beat these four people and could not even silence him.

"Haha! This kid is so interesting. What do you think, the boy of the Chen family." An old man in white asked to another man in white next to him, who was also in white.

The difference between the two is that the person who was asked was blonde, while the person who was asked had white hair.

"Senior, I think this is the sincere heart that people who practice swords should have." The person asked answered.

"Haha, don't worry, I won't compete with you, you should teach his sword skills." The person who asked was obviously hearing the implicit meaning of the white-haired man. He is a sword-learning person, and so is the child below, so should this child be taught by him?

"Where are the two elders?" The blonde old man asked again the "Chrysanthemum" and the "Ghost" Douluo on the other side.

"If you return to the great worship, I have no opinion. We were just ordered by the pope to see why this pillar of light was created. If a genius came to the world, we should bring him back to the Spirit Hall and be trained by the Pope." Ju Douluo hurriedly replied. Although he had no opinion in his words, he also pointed out that genius should be brought back to the Spirit Hall and taught.

"Oh! What if my worship hall also wants to train him? Do you want to rob the Pope Hall?"

"I dare not!" Ju Douluo quickly answered when he heard the envoy's words.

He felt bitter in his heart: "His Majesty, it's not that my old chrysanthemum is not powerful, but who would have thought that the great priest would come to check it out in person? How could he rob it?"

"Haha, then, the boy of the Chen family, why not train this child by my family. How about it? He takes you as his teacher, and then I also work hard to train him in the worship hall. What do you think?" Seeing that the two elders of Jugui were dealt with, the worship Qian Daoliu started chatting with Chen Xin again.

"This..." Chen Xin seemed not very happy. After all, the relationship between the Wuhun Palace and their Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect is not very good. At the same time, teaching a child is still...

"What? I think the old guys in my worship hall can't help you?"

"No, senior, I misunderstood."

"That's to agree!"

Seeing that Chen Xin didn't speak, Qian Daoliu thought he agreed. There was no way. Who made him the strongest here? He discussed it with a angrily voice. If he was not tactful, hum.

How could such a genius be all your Seven Treasures Glazed Piece Sect go? If you weren't afraid of you causing trouble in the middle of the journey.

"Then let's go down. Let the child know that someone has seen his embarrassment, haha." Qian Daoliu seemed very happy, not knowing what he was happy about.

"Um?"

Lin Hai, who picked up the sword, started playing again, but he found that four people had stood not far away.
Chapter completed!
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