459: C459 The Scenery Outside the Border

C459 The Scenery Outside the Border

In addition to the girl, there were at least four early Foundation Establishment cultivators present.

As for the rest of the guests, Qing Yishui was a Peak of Meditation Stage.

Ever since Zhang Chu and the other two entered the rest stop, the gazes that came from all directions revealed undisguised scrutiny and hostility. There was even an inexplicable hostility.

The middle-aged female staff at the rest stop did not feel anything unusual. After closing the door, she brought Zhang Chu and the other two to a seat by the window.

"What do you want to eat?" The female employee asked coldly. After all, working in this kind of place, the enthusiasm had long been worn away. It was already not easy to not throw a face, so how could she dare to ask for a welcoming service attitude?

The highway that led to Tianshan Mountain was this one. The distance between the rest stops was more than 100 kilometers, and the length was 4,500 kilometers.

In other words, there was no other business activity within 100 kilometers apart from this rest stop. If you want to eat, eat, and rest, then rest. If not, then get the hell out of here. At least, no sane person would do such a thing. In such a desolate place, what kind of attitude was there to pay attention to?

Zhang Chu and Zhao Tang were fine, but they did not eat.

Considering that Qin Sitong did not eat properly for the whole day, Zhang Chu still asked for three plates of good and cheap stir-fried noodles and a plate of yak beef. In total, it cost 500 yuan.

Rare goods could be sold at this price. If it was too expensive, then he would drive a few hundred kilometers to the next rest stop. When the time came, it might be even more expensive.

The speed at which food is served is not bad, but it will be served in less than ten minutes, the color and fragrance will not be complete. The noodles were dried noodles bought from the supermarket. The more she ate, the more she ate. In the end, it completely turned into a lump. Qin Sitong frowned when she ate it. But she still had to eat. There were no five-star hotels nearby.

"Brother Chu, it's a little strange." Zhao Tang suddenly came over and whispered.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Chu pretended to eat the yak beef casually.

"There are so many people in the hall, but we are the only ones eating. Look, their tables are empty." Zhao Tang kept glancing at the empty tables of the other guests with his peripheral vision.

So it was about this.

Zhang Chu casually shrugged his shoulders. "It's nothing. I was just afraid of being poisoned."

"Poison?" Zhao Tang was stunned.

"Hehe, after all, this is the only path that leads to the Heavenly Mountain. Most of the cultivators here are preparing to break through to the Secluded Sect. The guests in this resting station were most likely from the same sect. For safety reasons, they naturally couldn't accept food that they didn't know about. If we fall for it, we'll suffer a huge loss. "

Hearing Zhang Chu's explanation, Zhao Tang could not help but feel worried." "Then shouldn't we be more careful?"

"No need." Zhang Chu shook his head and looked relaxed. "Too careful. He was just trying to scare himself. Ordinary poisons were not very useful to cultivators. The real poisons that could kill cultivators were all created by sects that specialized in poison refining. It was meticulously refined. If he encountered a poison expert, let alone eating... I'm afraid that even if you take a few breaths, you might be poisoned. "

"That's true. Using poison in food is too low-level." Zhao Tang was no longer worried. He picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of yak beef and put it into his mouth. Although it was not delicious, it was not bad either. After all, it was meat. For men, even if it was cooked in clear water, it was still a good thing.

At this moment, the middle-aged man who was closest to Zhang Chu suddenly laughed. "Young man, you are young, but your cultivation level is so high. May I know where your master is from?"

The middle-aged man who spoke was in his early forties. His face was thin and his eyes were sunken. His bean-sized eyes were extremely bright. Coupled with the goatee that had been carefully trimmed on his chin, he gave off a kind of wretched or shrewd temperament.

The middle-aged man's cultivation base had also reached the early Foundation Establishment stage. Naturally, he could sense Zhang Chu's true cultivation base.

In the entire cultivation world, Middle Period of Foundation Stage cultivation base was very rare. Therefore, it was reasonable for the middle-aged man to take the initiative to ask about it.

Due to the recent major events that had happened in Dongzhou, his reputation had skyrocketed. If he were to tell the truth, the middle-aged man would immediately guess Zhang Chu's true identity.

To be on the safe side, Zhang Chu did not answer truthfully. Instead, he said casually, "He came from a humble background, and is self-taught."

Hearing this answer, the middle-aged man smiled and did not probe further.

No one was a fool. Ordinary cultivators might be able to reach the Peak of Meditation Stage, but if they wanted to advance further and break through the bottleneck, they would have to rely on their talent and hard work. It was simply a pipe dream. Any cultivator who could break through the bottleneck would come from a prestigious family and have an unimaginable background or wealth.

Those who were lucky entered the right sect. As the sect advanced, they would be able to break through as well.

However, this was already a matter of breaking through to the Secluded Sect.0

If they were in the mortal world of cultivation, but had a Foundation Stage cultivation base, their background and financial resources would definitely reach a terrifying level.

And the circle of the highest level was actually only this big. As soon as the name was mentioned, he basically knew all of them.

Since Zhang Chu didn't want to say it, the middle-aged man didn't ask. He changed the topic and said with a smile, "You guys should hurry up after eating. After all, there is still some distance between here and Sky Mountain. Don't delay on the road."

When he said this, Zhao Tang was the first to feel unhappy before Zhang Chu could reply. "The boss didn't say anything. You are just a customer. Aren't you a little worried about eating the salty radish? Even if you want to leave, I'm afraid it won't be your turn. "

The middle-aged man waved his hand repeatedly. "Hehehe. How did you say that? I don't have the slightest intention of leaving. Actually... the guest rooms at the rest stop have already been booked. There's really no room left. Even the hall has been booked. You guys don't want to spend the night in the car, right? "

It's fully booked? You have so many people?" Zhao Tang raised his eyebrows, obviously not believing the middle-aged man's nonsense.

"What nonsense are you spouting?! Don't think that you can compete with a Middle Period of Foundation Stage warrior just because you have nowhere to go!" The woman who was leaning against the door shouted impatiently. Her temper was really hot.

"Hmph, you can't say that!" Zhao Tang naturally would not be frightened by a woman.

The woman stood up with a nudge. If there was a disagreement, she would start to fight.

Fortunately, the companion beside her was quick to react. He pulled the woman down and called the staff over. He asked in a deep voice, "How much for the entire rest stop?"

The female staff had worked here for half of her life and had seen all kinds of people. She was not long-winded and directly said, "One hundred thousand!"

One hundred thousand yuan for the entire rest stop was considered a price of conscience. After all, eating a plate of bullsh * t stir-fried noodles here cost more than one hundred yuan.

One of the cultured cultivators stood up and took out his phone to scan the two-dimensional code. "It's turned. Today, the rest stop can only receive us."

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