Chapter 537

This cultivator is not alone. There is a fellow disciple standing beside him.

Although they are not outstanding in appearance, their temperament is pinched to death. They hold their chest and shoulders in their hands, and their heads are raised 45 degrees upward. Looking at Zhang Chu's eyes, there is a trace of pride, a trace of uninhibited, and just the right contempt.

However, when their eyes left Zhang Chu and fell on the three people beside him, their eyes immediately changed subtly.

Next to the thin tall man, unexpectedly has built the foundation of the initial accomplishments!

In today's secular world of practice, the four words "early foundation building" are just like the name cards of practitioners. Wherever they go, they can win respect and admiration.

Even the world practitioners have reached a consensus.

There are only two kinds of Putian practitioners, one is that they have reached the initial state of foundation construction, the other is that they have not reached the initial state of foundation construction.

In this era of great difference in the strength of practitioners, the early stage of foundation building means abundant financial resources, surpassing ordinary people's cultivation resources, and a solid background.

And look at this posture, it seems that this early foundation builder is under the young man in front of him?

Is this young man a rich second generation of some religious sect?

When they turned their attention to Qin Sitong and Ruan Zhu, they were shocked, which further confirmed Zhang Chu's conjecture that he was the second generation of rich practitioners.

After self-cultivation and dressing up, Qin Sitong and Ruan Zhu are not as embarrassed as they were in Tianshan.

Qin Sitong was wearing a dark gray fox hat to keep out the cold. Her black hair vented from the back of the hat like a long tail.

Because the altitude here is still very high, and the reflection of snow over the Himalayas, the ultraviolet here is much stronger than that in the plain, so Qin Sitong wore a pair of sunglasses for the first time. Under the background of sunglasses and fox hat, the white cheek is even more pure.

The upper body is a long black mink coat, the lower body is black warm leather pants, and the feet are a pair of black leather boots.

The whole person is like a black elf, adding a life to this desolate and remote village.

If Qin Sitong is a noble and gorgeous black swan, then Ruan Zhu is a small and delicate but tough western region Mustang.

Standing beside Qin Sitong, Ruan Zhu is half a head shorter than Qin Sitong and looks very petite.

But it's this petite figure that is extremely hot. It's comparable to a body-building figure. It's really "protruding forward and warping backward.".

White cap, black sunglasses, white vest, black jeans, plus a pair of casual sports shoes.

Although it has nothing to do with the word "noble", it shows the beauty of Sassou incisively and vividly.

The most important thing is that Qin Sitong is just a mortal and has no real Qi.

Ruan Zhu, even though he had already used the monthly book to break up the demons, lost his magic power, and his realm was greatly damaged. I'm afraid there was not even one tenth of his remaining accomplishments. Rao is so, Ruan Zhu still has the "early foundation" realm. In addition, the almost abnormal individual combat is amazing. If you fight alone, I'm afraid you can win Zhao Tang, who was also in the early days of foundation building, within ten rounds.

Standing beside these two strange beauties, the two practitioners had to reexamine Zhang Chu.

This young man is definitely the second generation of the rich!

Although the word "Fu Er Dai" has always been a derogatory term in the field of practice, it means no learning and no skill.

But the rich second generation and the rich second generation are also different.

This young man is obviously a rich second generation of the top clan. After all, if you can bring a "mortal woman" to such a place, you can imagine the identity and status of two bodyguards at the initial stage of foundation building.

Two people see Zhang Chu's eyes, coincidentally softened down.

"Brother, the female tiger's surname is ma. Everyone calls her manager Ma. She is the landlady of Longlou." Dressed in a brown leather jacket and with a mole on his brow, the monk changed his attitude 180 degrees and introduced himself with a smile: "shopkeeper Ma is a native here and the most powerful person here."

Speaking of this, the monk raised his hand and pointed to the plaque above the Dragon Tower: "see that pair of ink treasures? Guess who left it? "

"Who?"

"Hey, hey." The monk raised his hand again. This time, he pointed his finger at the top of the mountain: "it's said that it's the people above. Do you understand? There are superior practitioners who have left ink treasures to protect their bodies. It's just in the world of secular practice. Who dares to make mistakes in front of shopkeeper ma? And... It's said that manager Ma is the gatekeeper of the first level of the promotion conference. If he annoys this aunt, he will have no chance to compete in this competition. "

According to the practitioners, this month alone, there will be three sects, and they will be kicked out by shopkeeper ma.

There is a sect called tianzaomen. It's called arrogance. It's not convinced of manager Ma. What's the result? The monk pointed to the east of the village, implying that the leader of the sect was buried in the mound outside the village and became a neighbor of the groundhog.

"So the manager Ma is also a monk?" Zhao Tang looked at the distant shopkeeper Ma and asked casually.

"Yes and no." The practitioner shrugged: "it's just the initial state of practicing Qi, which can be ignored basically. But as long as she orders, no sect dares to disobey. To put it bluntly, they are the spokesmen of the superior practitioners in the secular world of practice, with poor strength and high status. "

Such an explanation, Zhang Chu and his party will understand.

The monk examined Zhang Chu again and said with a smile, "brother, may I have your name?"

Zhang Chu while observing the Dragon Tower, while quietly back a sentence: "free your surname Zhang."

"Oh, listen to the accent, it should be from the Central Plains." The monk asked again.

Zhang Chu shrugged: "Dongzhou."

With that, Zhang Chu walked towards the Dragon Tower.

"Dongzhou?" The monk was stunned for a moment, and his face changed 180 degrees again. He was extremely contemptuous: "thanks to Lao Tzu's prudence, it turned out that he was a bumpkin from Dongzhou. Dongzhou, the place where birds don't shit, is a famous weak chicken in major areas. In all previous promotion conferences, Dongzhou's zongmen are the bottom line. "

The monk was a little angry, and secretly hated that he was too cautious.

At this moment, the monk felt that his arm had been hit. He turned to his companion and said, "why did you hit me?"

His companion's face was as pale as paper. He swallowed several salivas and turned slowly to look at the monk: "Dongzhou, surname Zhang..."

The monk's head hummed, like a little bit. When he turned to look at Zhang Chu again, his eyes were full of Horror: "this year's Dongzhou is extraordinary. The top ten rookies are the only two! Is this plain looking young man the legendary man who defeated the spokesperson of the superior monk and washed Tianshan Mountain with blood

The spokesman of the superior practitioners refers to the Lu clan.

"Shopkeeper, do you have any guest rooms?"