Douluo: My plan to kill the gods has been exposed!

Chapter 75 Soul Guidance Academy

To be precise, it was not that Gengxin City was gone, but that he, the president of the Blacksmith Association, was kicked out, so he had to leave in disgrace with a group of diehard fans. It happened that Lou Gao learned about the recruitment information released by the Spirit Hall, so he decided to come here to try his luck.

"Haha, this is really interesting. I have devoted most of my life's efforts to the association, but I didn't expect to be the first one to be kicked out."

Such a tough guy was kicked out?
This is a tall building!

A true living legend in the forging industry, one of the three greatest craftsmen, and no one dares to say that he is better than him in forging skills alone!
Lou Gao had a sad face and sighed repeatedly, but refused to continue talking, leaving the two men confused.

"No matter what happened in the past, since Senior Lou Gao is here, I believe that Senior will approve of the reward offered by the Spirit Hall," the little witch smiled slightly, no longer serious and cold, and her eyes became lively.

"Then I will take you to the Soul Guidance Equipment Academy first. Elder Ju has been eagerly waiting for you to come over these past two days."

Since Lou Gao was unwilling to talk, Ning Rongrong naturally would not go out of her way to ruin his mood. Instead, she took the initiative to introduce some basic information about Wuhun City.

"First of all, fighting and brawling are strictly prohibited in Wuhun City, even among enemies. This is expressly prohibited in the city rules promulgated by His Majesty the Pope, unless you can afford the huge price of a brawl."

Ning Rongrong glanced at Oscar who was scratching his head with a silly smile, and felt a little amused and angry.

"Do not damage public facilities or steal at will"

"No matter who you are, anyone who damages or occupies someone else's store must be sent to the dungeon for three days to reflect on your actions, and then compensate for the damages."

There were only ten points in total, and Ning Rongrong said them casually, but the blacksmiths did not dare to be careless and memorized every word in their minds.

Although it sounds a bit cumbersome, these rules seem to restrict the nobles and wealthy merchants the most. For these craftsmen who usually work for orders and sometimes have stubborn minds, they are actually a kind of protection.

The few of them looked at each other. Although they didn't know what exactly the Spirit Hall wanted them to do, it seemed like it would be good to stay here.
"Is this really the rule set by the Spirit Hall?"

Even Lou Gao opened his mouth wide in disbelief. The Spirit Hall, which has always valued strength above all else and was dominated by spirit masters, actually protected the interests of merchants and civilians like them?
"There's nothing strange about this. If you stay here longer, you will know whether what I say is true or not," Ning Rongrong said with a smile, "This is Wuhun City, where His Majesty the Pope stays. To put it bluntly, when princes and nobles come here, it's best for them to be quiet and behave themselves."

After witnessing with her own eyes that an aristocrat ordered his servants to beat up civilians, and then being ruthlessly captured by the law enforcement team, and from the day he was detained, Ning Rongrong felt more at ease about the city's security than she could have imagined.

No matter how arrogant and domineering you are in normal days, you have to be honest here, even the royal family.

Soon, this strange team stopped in a location in the city far away from the commercial street.

"This, this is."

A tall silver-grey building complex is located within high walls. Most of the buildings are in the shape of a pyramid, vaguely similar to the symbol of Wuhun City - the Pope's Palace, but the color design is completely different.

Looking at the plain silver-gray color, it glowed with a hazy but not dazzling light under the sunlight, just like the big words "Soul Guidance Academy" hanging on the door.

Introverted, low-key, and mysterious.

In front of the gate, two teams of temple guards wearing heavy armor were patrolling back and forth, scanning everyone with cold eyes. Until they saw the badge hanging on Ning Rongrong's chest, the murderous intent in their eyes faded slightly.

"Another on-duty team with Soul Emperor cultivation, led by a Soul Douluo."

After sensing the opponent's strength a little, even Lou Gao felt a little nervous. He could only stand aside uneasily, looking at Ning Rongrong for help.

"With my authority, I cannot bring you in for the time being. Please wait a moment," the little hand passed across the storage soul guide at her waist, and a soul guide similar to a black brick appeared in her hand. Ning Rongrong frowned and fiddled with it for a while, and a noisy sound suddenly came out from inside.

"Oh, my dear little Rong Rongrong, is there something wrong?" The voice was vague and strange. If you listened carefully, it did sound a bit like the tone of that dead demon Elder Ju.

Oscar's expression twitched slightly.

So how deeply is my girlfriend involved with the Spirit Hall? Half a year ago, the two sides were still fighting to the death in the Star Dou Great Forest, but now they are calling each other so affectionately.
If he hadn't known that the old man was a little abnormal and was quite old, he would have felt a little jealous.

Moreover, this tiny thing can transmit sound through the air?
Oscar's eyes were fixed on the large blackboard brick. He scratched his head subconsciously, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Rongrong, where did you find this treasure?"

"After His Holiness the Pope dismantled the mother machine, we spent a lot of time imitating it, but overall, only the core of the soul power formation is a little troublesome, and the rest of the principles are relatively simple," Ning Rongrong continued to fumble with the large black bricks, modulating the signal reception range.

"Elder Ju, the person you are looking for is here."

She glanced at Lou Gao who was standing uncomfortably, and the group of burly and timid blacksmiths, then turned to look at the guards standing like an iron tower at the door.

"Shall I take them in?"

"Okay, come in, I'll let you in. Zizizizi."

The black crystal on the pillar at the entrance lit up with green light. The two guards who looked like door gods raised their wrists to their ears. After hearing the prompt from inside, they made way and watched Ning Rongrong walk in briskly.

Behind her, Oscar, Lou Gao, and a group of tall blacksmiths followed her timidly. When they stepped into the building, a scorching heat wave rushed towards them, accompanied by the familiar sound of "ping pong pong" of hammers hitting the iron felt, making everyone look dazed for a moment, as if they were back to the forging hut where they forgot to eat and sleep and were immersed in it.

"Elder Ju has given the order!"

"Keep going, guys. We need to make a hundred and twenty iron billets today!"

"Try to hit it more steadily. It won't work if the accuracy is too low!"

"Damn it, we are elite geniuses who are good at adjusting soul power, why do we have to do rough labor every day?"

"Come on, you call yourself a genius. If you didn't have a slight advantage in your martial arts spirit, you would not be able to come here with your cultivation level of more than 30 levels."

The moment the forging hammer fell heavily, the sparks that burst out were brilliant and dazzling, and the unique and heroic noise around them even made these men who hadn't touched the iron embryo for half a year so excited that they almost cried.

Ning Rongrong was a little confused: "Hello, uncle, are you crying?"

"No, the sandstorm was a bit strong and blinded my eyes," the leading blacksmith rubbed his eyes, looked around the empty room, and smiled awkwardly.

Oscar, Ning Rongrong: "."

"No, he probably cried because he was stupid."

Lou Gao looked at the bustling work area in front of him, clutching his chest in grief, his tall and sturdy body running as fast as a monkey: "Oh shit, who the hell is ruining good things!"

The young man who was working as a blacksmith with his upper body naked was startled. When he looked up, he saw an old man with muscular body staring at him viciously, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and his bloody mouth was wide open, like a man-eating monster!
"Do you know how to overlap? Do you know how to quench?"

"Who the hell taught you how to forge fine iron like this?!"

(End of this chapter)