Chapter 531
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At the entrance of village Zhang, the village head held his back with both hands, bent his waist and paced back and forth.
Since Lao Zhang's family found a good son-in-law, they have followed the whole Zhang village.
The stone road leading to the town was repaired last month. It has only been repaired for one month. It is not only convenient for the villagers to sell some fruits and agricultural products in the town, but also the businessmen in the town are more willing to come to Zhang village to collect things.
In a month, the village's small shops changed from one to two. The new one was picked up by the village head and his second daughter-in-law.
The whole Zhang village, hundreds of households and hundreds of people, watched life getting better and better, and the village head appreciated Locke's help more and more.
"My uncle said he would arrive right away. How long does it take from Shangyuan city to our village? Can we get there in five hours?" Before the road was repaired, the farthest place the village head went was to go to the town for a meeting. At that time, he had to walk five hours on the mountain road.
Whether it's five or ten hours, the village head decides to wait at the entrance of the village. He has more farm work in the field, but he doesn't have much. It's most important to serve his uncle well.
If my uncle gave them more help, the village head would be happy to stand at the entrance of the village for three days.
In the end, they are simple rural people. Even if they have some petty grievances in their hearts, they won't cheat and play tricks.
The village head has many shortcomings. When he took Locke's money to build roads in the village, he privately withheld the balance of several hundred yuan. But it is undeniable that the village head also has many advantages. The original purpose of asking Locke for money was not to enrich his private pockets, but to build roads for the village.
People are not saints. Locke used to search for oil and water when he was on a mission in the knight's palace.
People are good in nature. In fact, it's OK.
The village head found a stone at the entrance of the village and sat down. He just lit his dry cigarette. Before he took a sip, Locke's voice came from behind, "where's the Taoist boy?"
The village head was so frightened that he shook his shoulder that he didn't stab the cigarette rod into his nostril. Where did my uncle come from.
"Just, on the earth table in the village, ask each family to collect mountain goods and herbs. Uncle, you go with me quickly. If you are late, he may have to go to the neighboring village." The village head said quickly.
Before he could turn around and take Locke to the village, Locke disappeared.
A trace of strangeness came out. A drop of sweat slid down the head of the village head. A big living man, why not.
Someone was talking to him just now, which must be right. The village head had courage and was not frightened by the supernatural event. He ran to the earth table in the village. It was a man or a ghost just now. Don't you know if you go and have a look.
On the earth table in the village, a circle of villagers were packing big and small bags. Locke suddenly appeared here, picked up a man and asked, "where's the boy?"
The pulled up peasant woman knew that this was the eldest uncle of their village and hurriedly said, "Zhang Daxian has just left and went to the next village liujiayu to collect medicinal materials." And raised his finger in one direction.
Locke no longer wasted time, hurried away, and soon disappeared.
After a long time, the village head came to tutaizi panting, "did you see Uncle Luo coming today?"
"See you. I was just here." A village woman said.
The village head decided this time that he was talking to his uncle, not demons and ghosts, so he was relieved.
......
Zhang Jiong, thirty-two years old, has been practicing in Maoshan for more than 20 years. So far, he is still a small Taoist child spinning in the Qi feeling stage.
He was instructed by his master to go down the mountain every year to look for natural materials and earth treasures.
But the manpower was exhausted. Zhang Jiong thought about a half discount and went directly to some villages with strong weather vitality to collect herbs.
Such villages are generally located in remote areas of China, so he has to break his leg every time he comes out.
He once complained with his master, and then received a reprimand. The master told him that this was also practice and a part of experience.
Zhang Jiong scoffed. He wanted to experience like his second martial uncle, who currently works in special government departments in China.
Every year, people not only enjoy life, but also send "supplies" to Maoshan through the help of the government. It is difficult to see ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum for more than a century. There can still be one or two plants for decades.
That's what a monk should be treated. Zhang Jiong always thinks so when he meditates before going to bed every night.
But he didn't dare to say this to his master, because his master's fist is hard and he is the strongest Taoist in Maoshan.
Zhang Jiong is only dissatisfied with his work, but he is still very satisfied with his master.
The Taoist boy who is the highest Qi practitioner in China, every time he goes down the mountain and wanders in the Jianghu, Zhang Jiong's identity brings him a lot of convenience, and he is almost a death free gold medal.
"After this, do you want to go to the original city to have a look? It seems that the second martial uncle came to Shanxi Province two months ago." Zhang Jiong walked along the mountain road to carve a path.
His second martial uncle treated him better than his master. After every visit, he always stuffed himself with two gadgets. At the end of last year, he won the second place in the Taoist school. The second martial uncle gave himself a 50 year old Polygonum multiflorum.
After taking the pill, his Qi increased greatly. Zhang Jiong liked his second martial uncle in his heart.
Moreover, the money for Maoshan Taoist children to go down the mountain to collect herbs was all made by his second martial uncle. Zhang Jiong decided to pay a visit.
He swore that he was definitely not greedy for the benefits given by the second martial uncle.
Zhang Jijiao walked deep and shallow on the mountain road. Suddenly, a voice came from behind.
"The strength is so weak that it's not even an entry-level attendant."
"Who, who is there!" Zhang Jiong was shocked and immediately turned back. Practitioners often have ears and eyes. No one has ever been so close to him and has not been found, even the scouts in the army.
Turning back, Zhang Jiong saw the most incredible picture of his life. A gray haired man flew in mid air to talk to him.
Pointing to Locke in the sky, Zhang Jue's eyes and canthus were about to crack, "lingxu Yukong! How can it be!"
Locke didn't have time to spend time with the Taoist boy. Seeing that the Taoist boy couldn't even compare with an entry-level attendant, he was disappointed. He flew forward directly, put his palm on the Taoist boy's forehead and forced him to read and remember.
"Maoshan?"
"Qi man?"
"Practice Qi six layers?"
“......”
After a long time, Locke began to digest the information he had just obtained.
This plane is exactly what he thought. Although the energy elements in the air are low, some biological individuals have developed ways to break through the limit of life.
However, trapped by the concentration of elements in the world, the strongest one in the whole Chinese country is the six layers of Qi training. According to the twelve layers of Qi training, this man's strength is better than that of a knight. He only has the power of a middle-level attendant and is the bottom item in the middle-level attendant.
And Locke finally knows what level his strength in this position is.
During the foundation period, creatures above level 1 are also called friars during the foundation period.
While Locke was thinking here, Zhang Jiong, a Taoist boy on the other side, slowly woke up after a bout of dizziness.
"I woke up very quickly and had good qualifications." Locke chuckled.
He was able to cultivate the sense of Qi in the end of the law. Of course, his qualification is among the top of mankind, otherwise his master could not accept him as a Taoist child.
Zhang Jiong, who came back to his senses, turned pale and was forced to check his memory. Zhang Jiong did not become an idiot. He benefited from the Maoshan Qingjing he recited all year round, a Taoist classic to exercise his mind.
There is a powerful master and a second martial uncle with a wide range of knowledge. His back is on Maoshan, the strongest Taoist gate in China. Zhang Jiong quickly responded to what he was doing at present.
Is this the God searching skill that Shifu told me? It has been lost for thousands of years. This man is really powerful during the foundation period!
In Taoism, there is a divination search technique. The learning requirement of users is to reach the foundation period.
In the past, Zhang Jiong used to listen to this magical technique as a story, because the foundation building friars have disappeared in the history of China for at least 2000 years.
"Excuse me, elder, which sect did you come from?" Zhang Jiong boldly asked. Although he was searched, he could feel that this man had no malice towards him.
Also, who has ever seen a tiger spit on ants.
Locke was still thinking about things and ignored Zhang Jiong's question.
Zhang Jiong's brain was filled with lightning and stone fire.
Tianshan sect?
Dragon Tiger Gate?
Emei sect?
At present, China can be called a sect power. Apart from the dominance of Maoshan family, these three families are barely on the table.
Zhang Jiong thought about it and couldn't think of a sect that could produce a great power during the foundation period.
Is it casual repair?
Zhang Jiong shook his head again. In the late French era, they had a tight life. How could scattered repair be able to build a foundation.
There is no natural material and earth treasure, no master training, no blessed place for vigorous cultivation, and no complete skill method. A Taoist with a sense of Qi like him can burn high incense in casual cultivation.
Zhang Jiong thought he had a good brain, but this time, he didn't understand how a great power in the foundation period appeared in front of him.
If he hadn't been awakened by bursts of tingling in his brain, Zhang Jiong thought all this was an illusion.
Knowing the general situation, Locke looked up at the Taoist boy this time.
He didn't stay in heaven for long. He fell to the ground and walked towards the Taoist boy.
Zhang Jiong couldn't get any strength out of his body. He was sweating cold. This was the effect of Locke's spiritual power.
"I'm very interested in your sect. Show me." Locke grabbed Zhang Jiong's collar and said calmly.
"Impossible." Zhang Jiong is quite tough.
A friar in the foundation period broke into Maoshan. No matter how stupid Zhang Jiong was, he knew that they must be restless in Maoshan. Even if he was erased by this great power, it was common.
Mao Shan has nurtured him. There are his masters, martial uncles, senior brothers and junior brothers on the mountain. Zhang Jiong will not betray them because of his life safety.
Before worshipping Mao mountain, Zhang Jiong made an oath in front of his ancestors and would never deceive his teachers and sell his ancestors.
"You'll promise." Locke said with a smile that there was a trace of magic in the language, which was the spiritual force that he used more and more smoothly in this plane.
Zhang Jiong's eyes gradually lost focus.
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At the entrance of village Zhang, the village head held his back with both hands, bent his waist and paced back and forth.
Since Lao Zhang's family found a good son-in-law, they have followed the whole Zhang village.
The stone road leading to the town was repaired last month. It has only been repaired for one month. It is not only convenient for the villagers to sell some fruits and agricultural products in the town, but also the businessmen in the town are more willing to come to Zhang village to collect things.
In a month, the village's small shops changed from one to two. The new one was picked up by the village head and his second daughter-in-law.
The whole Zhang village, hundreds of households and hundreds of people, watched life getting better and better, and the village head appreciated Locke's help more and more.
"My uncle said he would arrive right away. How long does it take from Shangyuan city to our village? Can we get there in five hours?" Before the road was repaired, the farthest place the village head went was to go to the town for a meeting. At that time, he had to walk five hours on the mountain road.
Whether it's five or ten hours, the village head decides to wait at the entrance of the village. He has more farm work in the field, but he doesn't have much. It's most important to serve his uncle well.
If my uncle gave them more help, the village head would be happy to stand at the entrance of the village for three days.
In the end, they are simple rural people. Even if they have some petty grievances in their hearts, they won't cheat and play tricks.
The village head has many shortcomings. When he took Locke's money to build roads in the village, he privately withheld the balance of several hundred yuan. But it is undeniable that the village head also has many advantages. The original purpose of asking Locke for money was not to enrich his private pockets, but to build roads for the village.
People are not saints. Locke used to search for oil and water when he was on a mission in the knight's palace.
People are good in nature. In fact, it's OK.
The village head found a stone at the entrance of the village and sat down. He just lit his dry cigarette. Before he took a sip, Locke's voice came from behind, "where's the Taoist boy?"
The village head was so frightened that he shook his shoulder that he didn't stab the cigarette rod into his nostril. Where did my uncle come from.
"Just, on the earth table in the village, ask each family to collect mountain goods and herbs. Uncle, you go with me quickly. If you are late, he may have to go to the neighboring village." The village head said quickly.
Before he could turn around and take Locke to the village, Locke disappeared.
A trace of strangeness came out. A drop of sweat slid down the head of the village head. A big living man, why not.
Someone was talking to him just now, which must be right. The village head had courage and was not frightened by the supernatural event. He ran to the earth table in the village. It was a man or a ghost just now. Don't you know if you go and have a look.
On the earth table in the village, a circle of villagers were packing big and small bags. Locke suddenly appeared here, picked up a man and asked, "where's the boy?"
The pulled up peasant woman knew that this was the eldest uncle of their village and hurriedly said, "Zhang Daxian has just left and went to the next village liujiayu to collect medicinal materials." And raised his finger in one direction.
Locke no longer wasted time, hurried away, and soon disappeared.
After a long time, the village head came to tutaizi panting, "did you see Uncle Luo coming today?"
"See you. I was just here." A village woman said.
The village head decided this time that he was talking to his uncle, not demons and ghosts, so he was relieved.
......
Zhang Jiong, thirty-two years old, has been practicing in Maoshan for more than 20 years. So far, he is still a small Taoist child spinning in the Qi feeling stage.
He was instructed by his master to go down the mountain every year to look for natural materials and earth treasures.
But the manpower was exhausted. Zhang Jiong thought about a half discount and went directly to some villages with strong weather vitality to collect herbs.
Such villages are generally located in remote areas of China, so he has to break his leg every time he comes out.
He once complained with his master, and then received a reprimand. The master told him that this was also practice and a part of experience.
Zhang Jiong scoffed. He wanted to experience like his second martial uncle, who currently works in special government departments in China.
Every year, people not only enjoy life, but also send "supplies" to Maoshan through the help of the government. It is difficult to see ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum for more than a century. There can still be one or two plants for decades.
That's what a monk should be treated. Zhang Jiong always thinks so when he meditates before going to bed every night.
But he didn't dare to say this to his master, because his master's fist is hard and he is the strongest Taoist in Maoshan.
Zhang Jiong is only dissatisfied with his work, but he is still very satisfied with his master.
The Taoist boy who is the highest Qi practitioner in China, every time he goes down the mountain and wanders in the Jianghu, Zhang Jiong's identity brings him a lot of convenience, and he is almost a death free gold medal.
"After this, do you want to go to the original city to have a look? It seems that the second martial uncle came to Shanxi Province two months ago." Zhang Jiong walked along the mountain road to carve a path.
His second martial uncle treated him better than his master. After every visit, he always stuffed himself with two gadgets. At the end of last year, he won the second place in the Taoist school. The second martial uncle gave himself a 50 year old Polygonum multiflorum.
After taking the pill, his Qi increased greatly. Zhang Jiong liked his second martial uncle in his heart.
Moreover, the money for Maoshan Taoist children to go down the mountain to collect herbs was all made by his second martial uncle. Zhang Jiong decided to pay a visit.
He swore that he was definitely not greedy for the benefits given by the second martial uncle.
Zhang Jijiao walked deep and shallow on the mountain road. Suddenly, a voice came from behind.
"The strength is so weak that it's not even an entry-level attendant."
"Who, who is there!" Zhang Jiong was shocked and immediately turned back. Practitioners often have ears and eyes. No one has ever been so close to him and has not been found, even the scouts in the army.
Turning back, Zhang Jiong saw the most incredible picture of his life. A gray haired man flew in mid air to talk to him.
Pointing to Locke in the sky, Zhang Jue's eyes and canthus were about to crack, "lingxu Yukong! How can it be!"
Locke didn't have time to spend time with the Taoist boy. Seeing that the Taoist boy couldn't even compare with an entry-level attendant, he was disappointed. He flew forward directly, put his palm on the Taoist boy's forehead and forced him to read and remember.
"Maoshan?"
"Qi man?"
"Practice Qi six layers?"
“......”
After a long time, Locke began to digest the information he had just obtained.
This plane is exactly what he thought. Although the energy elements in the air are low, some biological individuals have developed ways to break through the limit of life.
However, trapped by the concentration of elements in the world, the strongest one in the whole Chinese country is the six layers of Qi training. According to the twelve layers of Qi training, this man's strength is better than that of a knight. He only has the power of a middle-level attendant and is the bottom item in the middle-level attendant.
And Locke finally knows what level his strength in this position is.
During the foundation period, creatures above level 1 are also called friars during the foundation period.
While Locke was thinking here, Zhang Jiong, a Taoist boy on the other side, slowly woke up after a bout of dizziness.
"I woke up very quickly and had good qualifications." Locke chuckled.
He was able to cultivate the sense of Qi in the end of the law. Of course, his qualification is among the top of mankind, otherwise his master could not accept him as a Taoist child.
Zhang Jiong, who came back to his senses, turned pale and was forced to check his memory. Zhang Jiong did not become an idiot. He benefited from the Maoshan Qingjing he recited all year round, a Taoist classic to exercise his mind.
There is a powerful master and a second martial uncle with a wide range of knowledge. His back is on Maoshan, the strongest Taoist gate in China. Zhang Jiong quickly responded to what he was doing at present.
Is this the God searching skill that Shifu told me? It has been lost for thousands of years. This man is really powerful during the foundation period!
In Taoism, there is a divination search technique. The learning requirement of users is to reach the foundation period.
In the past, Zhang Jiong used to listen to this magical technique as a story, because the foundation building friars have disappeared in the history of China for at least 2000 years.
"Excuse me, elder, which sect did you come from?" Zhang Jiong boldly asked. Although he was searched, he could feel that this man had no malice towards him.
Also, who has ever seen a tiger spit on ants.
Locke was still thinking about things and ignored Zhang Jiong's question.
Zhang Jiong's brain was filled with lightning and stone fire.
Tianshan sect?
Dragon Tiger Gate?
Emei sect?
At present, China can be called a sect power. Apart from the dominance of Maoshan family, these three families are barely on the table.
Zhang Jiong thought about it and couldn't think of a sect that could produce a great power during the foundation period.
Is it casual repair?
Zhang Jiong shook his head again. In the late French era, they had a tight life. How could scattered repair be able to build a foundation.
There is no natural material and earth treasure, no master training, no blessed place for vigorous cultivation, and no complete skill method. A Taoist with a sense of Qi like him can burn high incense in casual cultivation.
Zhang Jiong thought he had a good brain, but this time, he didn't understand how a great power in the foundation period appeared in front of him.
If he hadn't been awakened by bursts of tingling in his brain, Zhang Jiong thought all this was an illusion.
Knowing the general situation, Locke looked up at the Taoist boy this time.
He didn't stay in heaven for long. He fell to the ground and walked towards the Taoist boy.
Zhang Jiong couldn't get any strength out of his body. He was sweating cold. This was the effect of Locke's spiritual power.
"I'm very interested in your sect. Show me." Locke grabbed Zhang Jiong's collar and said calmly.
"Impossible." Zhang Jiong is quite tough.
A friar in the foundation period broke into Maoshan. No matter how stupid Zhang Jiong was, he knew that they must be restless in Maoshan. Even if he was erased by this great power, it was common.
Mao Shan has nurtured him. There are his masters, martial uncles, senior brothers and junior brothers on the mountain. Zhang Jiong will not betray them because of his life safety.
Before worshipping Mao mountain, Zhang Jiong made an oath in front of his ancestors and would never deceive his teachers and sell his ancestors.
"You'll promise." Locke said with a smile that there was a trace of magic in the language, which was the spiritual force that he used more and more smoothly in this plane.
Zhang Jiong's eyes gradually lost focus.
At the entrance of village Zhang, the village head held his back with both hands, bent his waist and paced back and forth.Since Lao Zhang's family found a good son-in-law, they have followed the whole Zhang village.The stone road leading to the town was repaired last month. It has only been repaired for one month. It is not only convenient for the villagers to sell some fruits and agricultural products in the town, but also the businessmen in the town are more willing to come to Zhang village to collect things.In a month, the village's small shops changed from one to two. The new one was picked up by the village head and his second daughter-in-law.The whole Zhang village, hundreds of households and hundreds of people, watched life getting better and better, and the village head appreciated Locke's help more and more."My uncle said he would arrive right away. How long does it take from Shangyuan city to our village? Can we get there in five hours?" Before the road was repaired, the farthest place the village head went was to go to the town for a meeting. At that time, he had to walk five hours on the mountain road.Whether it's five or ten hours, the village head decides to wait at the entrance of the village. He has more farm work in the field, but he doesn't have much. It's most important to serve his uncle well.If my uncle gave them more help, the village head would be happy to stand at the entrance of the village for three days.In the end, they are simple rural people. Even if they have some petty grievances in their hearts, they won't cheat and play tricks.The village head has many shortcomings. When he took Locke's money to build roads in the village, he privately withheld the balance of several hundred yuan. But it is undeniable that the village head also has many advantages. The original purpose of asking Locke for money was not to enrich his private pockets, but to build roads for the village.People are not saints. Locke used to search for oil and water when he was on a mission in the knight's palace.People are good in nature. In fact, it's OK.The village head found a stone at the entrance of the village and sat down. He just lit his dry cigarette. Before he took a sip, Locke's voice came from behind, "where's the Taoist boy?"The village head was so frightened that he shook his shoulder that he didn't stab the cigarette rod into his nostril. Where did my uncle come from."Just, on the earth table in the village, ask each family to collect mountain goods and herbs. Uncle, you go with me quickly. If you are late, he may have to go to the neighboring village." The village head said quickly.Before he could turn around and take Locke to the village, Locke disappeared.A trace of strangeness came out. A drop of sweat slid down the head of the village head. A big living man, why not.Someone was talking to him just now, which must be right. The village head had courage and was not frightened by the supernatural event. He ran to the earth table in the village. It was a man or a ghost just now. Don't you know if you go and have a look.On the earth table in the village, a circle of villagers were packing big and small bags. Locke suddenly appeared here, picked up a man and asked, "where's the boy?"The pulled up peasant woman knew that this was the eldest uncle of their village and hurriedly said, "Zhang Daxian has just left and went to the next village liujiayu to collect medicinal materials." And raised his finger in one direction.Locke no longer wasted time, hurried away, and soon disappeared.After a long time, the village head came to tutaizi panting, "did you see Uncle Luo coming today?""See you. I was just here." A village woman said.The village head decided this time that he was talking to his uncle, not demons and ghosts, so he was relieved.......Zhang Jiong, thirty-two years old, has been practicing in Maoshan for more than 20 years. So far, he is still a small Taoist child spinning in the Qi feeling stage.He was instructed by his master to go down the mountain every year to look for natural materials and earth treasures.But the manpower was exhausted. Zhang Jiong thought about a half discount and went directly to some villages with strong weather vitality to collect herbs.Such villages are generally located in remote areas of China, so he has to break his leg every time he comes out.He once complained with his master, and then received a reprimand. The master told him that this was also practice and a part of experience.Zhang Jiong scoffed. He wanted to experience like his second martial uncle, who currently works in special government departments in China.Every year, people not only enjoy life, but also send "supplies" to Maoshan through the help of the government. It is difficult to see ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum for more than a century. There can still be one or two plants for decades.That's what a monk should be treated. Zhang Jiong always thinks so when he meditates before going to bed every night.But he didn't dare to say this to his master, because his master's fist is hard and he is the strongest Taoist in Maoshan.Zhang Jiong is only dissatisfied with his work, but he is still very satisfied with his master.The Taoist boy who is the highest Qi practitioner in China, every time he goes down the mountain and wanders in the Jianghu, Zhang Jiong's identity brings him a lot of convenience, and he is almost a death free gold medal."After this, do you want to go to the original city to have a look? It seems that the second martial uncle came to Shanxi Province two months ago." Zhang Jiong walked along the mountain road to carve a path.His second martial uncle treated him better than his master. After every visit, he always stuffed himself with two gadgets. At the end of last year, he won the second place in the Taoist school. The second martial uncle gave himself a 50 year old Polygonum multiflorum.After taking the pill, his Qi increased greatly. Zhang Jiong liked his second martial uncle in his heart.Moreover, the money for Maoshan Taoist children to go down the mountain to collect herbs was all made by his second martial uncle. Zhang Jiong decided to pay a visit.He swore that he was definitely not greedy for the benefits given by the second martial uncle.Zhang Jijiao walked deep and shallow on the mountain road. Suddenly, a voice came from behind."The strength is so weak that it's not even an entry-level attendant.""Who, who is there!" Zhang Jiong was shocked and immediately turned back. Practitioners often have ears and eyes. No one has ever been so close to him and has not been found, even the scouts in the army.Turning back, Zhang Jiong saw the most incredible picture of his life. A gray haired man flew in mid air to talk to him.Pointing to Locke in the sky, Zhang Jue's eyes and canthus were about to crack, "lingxu Yukong! How can it be!"Locke didn't have time to spend time with the Taoist boy. Seeing that the Taoist boy couldn't even compare with an entry-level attendant, he was disappointed. He flew forward directly, put his palm on the Taoist boy's forehead and forced him to read and remember."Maoshan?""Qi man?""Practice Qi six layers?"......After a long time, Locke began to digest the information he had just obtained.This plane is exactly what he thought. Although the energy elements in the air are low, some biological individuals have developed ways to break through the limit of life.However, trapped by the concentration of elements in the world, the strongest one in the whole Chinese country is the six layers of Qi training. According to the twelve layers of Qi training, this man's strength is better than that of a knight. He only has the power of a middle-level attendant and is the bottom item in the middle-level attendant.And Locke finally knows what level his strength in this position is.During the foundation period, creatures above level 1 are also called friars during the foundation period.While Locke was thinking here, Zhang Jiong, a Taoist boy on the other side, slowly woke up after a bout of dizziness."I woke up very quickly and had good qualifications." Locke chuckled.He was able to cultivate the sense of Qi in the end of the law. Of course, his qualification is among the top of mankind, otherwise his master could not accept him as a Taoist child.Zhang Jiong, who came back to his senses, turned pale and was forced to check his memory. Zhang Jiong did not become an idiot. He benefited from the Maoshan Qingjing he recited all year round, a Taoist classic to exercise his mind.There is a powerful master and a second martial uncle with a wide range of knowledge. His back is on Maoshan, the strongest Taoist gate in China. Zhang Jiong quickly responded to what he was doing at present.Is this the God searching skill that Shifu told me? It has been lost for thousands of years. This man is really powerful during the foundation period!In Taoism, there is a divination search technique. The learning requirement of users is to reach the foundation period.In the past, Zhang Jiong used to listen to this magical technique as a story, because the foundation building friars have disappeared in the history of China for at least 2000 years."Excuse me, elder, which sect did you come from?" Zhang Jiong boldly asked. Although he was searched, he could feel that this man had no malice towards him.Also, who has ever seen a tiger spit on ants.Locke was still thinking about things and ignored Zhang Jiong's question.Zhang Jiong's brain was filled with lightning and stone fire.Tianshan sect?Dragon Tiger Gate?Emei sect?At present, China can be called a sect power. Apart from the dominance of Maoshan family, these three families are barely on the table.Zhang Jiong thought about it and couldn't think of a sect that could produce a great power during the foundation period.Is it casual repair?Zhang Jiong shook his head again. In the late French era, they had a tight life. How could scattered repair be able to build a foundation.There is no natural material and earth treasure, no master training, no blessed place for vigorous cultivation, and no complete skill method. A Taoist with a sense of Qi like him can burn high incense in casual cultivation.Zhang Jiong thought he had a good brain, but this time, he didn't understand how a great power in the foundation period appeared in front of him.If he hadn't been awakened by bursts of tingling in his brain, Zhang Jiong thought all this was an illusion.Knowing the general situation, Locke looked up at the Taoist boy this time.He didn't stay in heaven for long. He fell to the ground and walked towards the Taoist boy.Zhang Jiong couldn't get any strength out of his body. He was sweating cold. This was the effect of Locke's spiritual power."I'm very interested in your sect. Show me." Locke grabbed Zhang Jiong's collar and said calmly."Impossible." Zhang Jiong is quite tough.A friar in the foundation period broke into Maoshan. No matter how stupid Zhang Jiong was, he knew that they must be restless in Maoshan. Even if he was erased by this great power, it was common.Mao Shan has nurtured him. There are his masters, martial uncles, senior brothers and junior brothers on the mountain. Zhang Jiong will not betray them because of his life safety.Before worshipping Mao mountain, Zhang Jiong made an oath in front of his ancestors and would never deceive his teachers and sell his ancestors."You'll promise." Locke said with a smile that there was a trace of magic in the language, which was the spiritual force that he used more and more smoothly in this plane.Zhang Jiong's eyes gradually lost focus.
