Zhou Fengchen began to knock on the side of the mother and daughter about the martial soul and grade, and he found that this thing was a little weird.

Because everyone here has a martial soul, but there is a distinction between high and low, eighty percent of the people are below the third rank of the human rank, these are ordinary people.

The higher the level of the martial soul, the greater the future achievements, the first to ninth rank of the human rank, the first to ninth rank of the human rank, the first to ninth rank of the lower rank, the first to the ninth rank of the heavenly rank, and so on.

At present, the highest level of the martial soul of Fufeng City is the eldest grandson of the city lord, Sun Qiyang, the third grade of the ground level, and he has already married the county lord of the prince's family in the capital! He is not only the treasure bump of the city lord, but also destined to become a guest of the royal family in the future! Enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth!

And the Heavenly Rank Martial Soul ...... There are only a handful of the entire Song Kingdom! Occasionally, there is an object that countless mysterious forces are fighting for.

In fact, the martial soul has something to do with the bloodline, the parents' martial soul level is high, and the children are also the same, so there will be a family, and the marriage of men and women is also married with the rest of the family, in order to get better and better genes.

At the beginning, Tang Xuanwei was a first-rank person, and Qi Jin was an eighth-rank person, so Qi Jin concluded that Zhou Fengchen was the lowest eighth-order character.

However, this thing seems to be natural in the eyes of the natives of this world, but from Zhou Fengchen's point of view, it is different, he thinks this thing is very scary.

What is a soul? Soul, how can people have such a strange thing as a martial soul?

This must be the product of the owner of the cave!

He dared to conclude that he didn't have this bullshit martial spirit!

Wouldn't it be possible to practice the spells and martial arts here without a martial soul?

That's a problem!

The four of them chatted and chatted, and then talked about Tang Rong, the daughter of the third master of the Tang family, this girl is also amazingly talented, only seventeen years old, she has reached the eighth grade of the day after tomorrow, and it is not far from the ninth grade of the day after tomorrow.

If you can reach the innate before the age of 20, you will definitely have a place in Fufeng City.

Therefore, there is an endless stream of people seeking relatives, and today I made a marriage with Sun Sun, the head of the Hou family who accompanied Longcheng in the west, and it is precisely because of this relationship that no one can return to "Tang Xian" today.

Zhou Fengchen really didn't care about this, he was eager to know what the martial soul was all about now, and then get an exercise to practice.

At this moment, three people suddenly came in in a hurry outside, and Sang An was also among them, his face was a little pale, he didn't know what was going on, and he looked at Zhou Fengchen.

Zhou Fengchen's heartbeat accelerated, damn? Exposed?

The leader was a sturdy middle-aged man, glanced at Zhou Fengchen, and then said to Qi Jin: "Second lady, the young master of the family will go to the Tiger Hall alone!"

Qi Jin stood up and nodded, "Got it!" But Xian'er has just come back, and she hasn't had time to change her clothes yet, so wait! ”

After speaking, he invited the maid to take Zhou Fengchen to take a bath.

Zhou Fengchen was indeed a little uncomfortable, followed the maid, and went to the next room to take a look, okay, the hot water bucket, towels, and brocade clothes were all prepared.

And a few maids stayed behind to help him take a bath.

Zhou Fengchen had something in his heart, he was really in no mood, he blew away the maid, washed it hastily, threw away the torn clothes, changed into brocade clothes and jade belts, stuck the scarf and hat on his head, and went out with a leather bag.

As soon as they arrived in the living room, Qi Jin, Tang Han, Sun Dong and Sang An, who were chatting for a while, looked back and couldn't help but be stunned.

The so-called people rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, Zhou Fengchen practiced the top Taoist exercises on it, and the body he practiced was straight and well-proportioned, coupled with the momentum and handsome appearance that he had been killing decisively.

At this time, under the backdrop of the brocade clothes and jade belt, he was extremely heroic and handsome.

Tang Han's eyes were straight.

The corners of Sang An's mouth twitched, he never thought that he could pick up such a person on the road.

Sun Dong muttered, "Sure enough, it's extraordinary!" ”

Qi Jin's eyes turned red again, "Xian'er is very much like his father!" ”

Don't mention Zhou Fengchen's embarrassment, Lao Tzu is like your dead husband? What is this mental effect, nonsense, "Okay! I went. ”

Qi Jin followed and instructed, "When you see your grandfather, don't be nervous, talk well." ”

"Yes, rest assured!" Zhou Fengchen nodded in agreement.

Following the three of them out, Zhou Fengchen quietly approached Sang An and patted him.

Sang An nodded, made a gesture that was fine, and then patted his hand as a sign of encouragement.

A group of alpacas flew over in Zhou Fengchen's heart, it's okay what kind of eyes you just made blind, rubbing your uncle's!

Walk around the middle of the pavilion and turn left and right, and finally come to the door of a majestic house.

When he arrived here, Sang An was not qualified to enter, and he was reluctant to hold on to the hem of Zhou Fengchen's clothes.

Zhou Fengchen also grabbed his hand, entangled in his heart.

The leader looked confused, "Are you two okay?" ”

The two hurriedly let go, Sang An turned his head and left with a look of impending disaster, while Zhou Fengchen followed the leader into the room.

When he arrived at the hall, he saw that there was a large hall inside, and on the main seat sat a strong old man with gray hair and an imposing attitude.

There are more than a dozen middle-aged and elderly people sitting below.

Further down are the young sons and ladies of the twenties and thirties.

"Master of the family, Young Master Xian is here!" The leading man saluted, and then retreated, leaving Zhou Fengchen alone.

A large group of people in the room were chatting, and they all turned their heads when they heard the words, and their eyes were blazing.

Zhou Fengchen stood alone, scanning the crowd, he thought he would be scared and nervous, but suddenly he couldn't be afraid.

Because he found that the people in this house, judging from the momentum, the highest strength is only equivalent to the peak of the inner family, or the fetal breath.

It's ...... Fucking weak!

Why did this make him afraid?

The people in the hall were also looking at him, and they couldn't help but secretly praise him, what a handsome guy!

There is not a trace of suspicion at all, because suspicion is based on distrust, dissatisfaction, unfriendliness, this lad is very satisfying, why should he be suspicious?

Zhou Fengchen hesitated for three seconds, took two steps forward, hugged his fists and said, "Tang Xian has seen grandpa, uncles and elders, brothers and sisters!"

The old man at the top stared at him carefully, his lips trembling, "Like! Like my son Xuanwei! ”

The voice was a little choked.

The old man in the group of people below followed suit, "Like! It's very much like the second child, the same aura is magnificent. ”

There are also well-developed tear glands, quietly wiping away tears.

Zhou Fengchen had a black line in his head, and secretly slandered, your uncle, did I perform too realistically, or are you still simple.

A group of old men vented for a while, introduced each other, this is your uncle, that is your third uncle, and when it was over, he casually asked Zhou Fengchen a few words that were not nutritious, and then let him sit at the end and continued to talk about other things.

Good! Didn't treat him as a green onion.

Because the cheap sister Tang Han is the fifth oldest among the girls in the family, and Tang Xian is the third among the boys, he can't sit at the end.

Zhou Fengchen didn't care at all, he was a fake, sat down on his seat, and looked around.

I saw a group of well-dressed sons and ladies looking at each other, and their faces were full of curiosity.

That is, immature children, it is really boring.

A group of young ladies saw his indifferent expression, and felt a little uncomfortable inexplicably, a few young ladies whistled silently, and a few little girls covered their mouths and chuckled.

A tall young man of more than 200 pounds next to him patted Zhou Fengchen and smiled, "Third brother, I am a child of your father's cousin's family, my name is Tang Long, hehe." ”

Zhou Fengchen nodded, "Awesome!" ”

Cattle...... Force?

How did he say this, Tang Long looked confused, and the group of teenagers and girls next to him also twitched their cheeks.

The elders above are talking about big things, and the juniors below are squeezing their eyebrows.

Zhou Fengchen pondered his thoughts: If they say that the innate here is equal to fetal breath, then the condensation of qi is equal to the induction of qi and the transformation of Jin.

Xuanjie is equivalent to Waidan?

Grandmaster is equivalent to Neidan?

Is the Grandmaster a real person?

Meeting is fate, you don't want to see ghosts, now spoof fantasy, you don't like to watch it, so what to write? Don't scold if you don't look good, go quietly, it's like we're getting an object, you don't love me anymore, break up, what are you scolding me for? Your uncle's!

(End of chapter)