With the landing of the plane, all the passengers stepped off the plane in an orderly manner.

Zhang Zichen and the others were no exception, following the footsteps of the passengers towards the exit of the airport.

However, they were a group of seven people, and they also received strange stares from everyone around them.

Although Zhang Zichen didn't have a big problem with their outfits, the seven people in their line wore too little.

Among the seven people, some wore short sleeves, some wore thin robes, and even some girls wore skirts.

Although the altitude of Xinjiang is not particularly high, the temperature difference between day and night is particularly large, and it is in the current season, the whole Xinjiang is already cold and windy.

In such a cold place, in such a cold season, these seven people were dressed so casually.

They did not thicken their clothes, but they moved freely, and not one of them shivered, and none of them cried cold.

Many tourists and locals, as well as those airport staff, all looked at Zhang Zichen and the seven of them with the eyes of a monster.

Because it's a very strange thing that these seven people are wearing so little when everyone is wearing thick cotton jackets.

Aren't the seven of them cold?

This is a common question that almost everyone wants to ask.

But in fact, Zhang Zichen and the others are also extremely helpless.

Although Zhang Zichen and the seven of them have strong true qi in their bodies, they can indeed use their true qi to keep warm, but if they walk in the world, they still have to learn to live like ordinary people.

For example, if it is hot in a certain place, Zhang Zichen and they must also wear less clothes, and if it is cold in a certain place, then they will also have more clothes.

Otherwise, others will see them as different.

Only this time, before coming to Xinjiang, it seems that everyone did not expect that the temperature difference between this Wudang Mountain and Xinjiang is so much. And no one brought thick clothes.

Now they are still at the airport, and there is nowhere to buy clothes, so the seven of them have to go forward.

In this way, the seven strange people who were not afraid of the cold slowly followed the crowd forward under the gaze of everyone.

"Where are we going?" Dongfang Feiye, the oldest, looked around, "Isn't the head of Wudang Mountain, has someone come back to pick us up?"

At the exit, there is still a lot of people.

Dongfang Feiye's question represents everyone's thoughts, everyone doesn't want to wait at the exit of this airport all the time, otherwise there will be more people who are monsters.

After looking around, I still didn't find anyone who came to pick me up.

Dongfang Feiye couldn't help it, and asked: "Yu Wenhao, didn't your head explain to you, did your predecessors from Wudang Mountain come to pick up the plane?"

Yu Wenhao didn't answer, but he didn't seem to be used to the strange gazes of the people around him, looking around for the Wudang Mountain seniors who picked him up.

It's just that a group of seven people searched for it, but they didn't find anyone holding a sign to pick up people from Wudang Mountain.

Just as everyone was about to discuss what to do next, a middle-aged man wearing a thick colored cotton jacket suddenly squeezed out of the crowd.

This middle-aged man has a flushed face and a beard, and he wears a hat and a colored cotton coat, which is the dress of a Xinjiang native.

The middle-aged man squeezed out of the crowd and ran towards Zhang Zichen and them.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, it's late, it's late!"

The middle-aged man rushed to Zhang Zichen and the seven of them, bowed his head in embarrassment and apologized.

Could it be that this middle-aged man with ordinary clothes and ordinary appearance is the predecessor of Wudang Mountain?

Zhang Zichen didn't believe it.

But when Zhang Zichen used his divine sense to investigate the middle-aged man's body, he found that he couldn't see through the middle-aged man's cultivation at all.

Seniors are seniors, and cultivation is really strong.

"I'm really sorry everyone, the car broke down once on this road, and it took me two hours to fix the car, so I'm late, I'm sorry. ”

The middle-aged man has apologized many times for his late arrival.

Looking at this low-voiced middle-aged man, it seems that even Yu Wenhao doesn't believe that such a rustic middle-aged man will be their predecessor in Wudang Mountain.

But fortunately, Yu Wenhao is not a stupid person, after he has a sense of divine consciousness and can't find out the cultivation of this middle-aged man, he doesn't show any displeasure.

"Hello, are you the predecessor of Tianjizi?" Yu Wenhao finally spoke.

"Well, that's right, I'm Tianjizi!" the middle-aged man laughed, "Young man, are you Yu Wenhao, who has been in the limelight in Wudang Mountain recently?"

Yu Wenhao headed, but there was no smile on his face, he bent down slightly and said, "The junior is Yu Wenhao." ”

Tianjizi looked at Yu Wenhao and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, I heard about the head of the sect earlier, Wudang Mountain recently produced a monk wizard, it turns out that this person is you!"

Yu Wenhao's mouth moved, and he pursed slightly, as if he was smiling: "Thank you seniors for the compliment." ”

The seniors and juniors of Wudang Mountain have gone through a simple acquaintance, and at this time, Tianjizi looked at Zhang Zichen and the others again, and said with a smile: "Everyone has been waiting for a long time, come with me now!"

Zhang Zichen and the others didn't have much, so they followed behind Tianjizi and walked quickly to the airport gate.

There is a problem in Zhang Zichen's heart that he can't solve.

Originally, Zhang Zichen thought that the senior of Wudang Mountain who came here to pick up the plane, since he was an old monster in the cultivation world, then he should be like his master, full of white hair and white beard, and he looked like a master in the world.

But this Tianjizi's dress is really surprising, because his dress is so ordinary, so ordinary that others don't think he is a strong cultivator.

Tianjizi looks to be only in his forties, and his hair and beard are still black, but he hasn't taken care of it for a long time.

Look at Tianjizi's outfit in colorful clothes and his red face, he is completely a local.

But Zhang Zichen had to admit that this Tianjizi was definitely not a good person, because of his cultivation, no one present could see it clearly.

This is because Tianjizi is an old monster in the Yuanying Realm, or is Tianjizi his own Dao and magic weapon to prevent others from seeing through his cultivation.

These are still mysteries.

Everyone followed Tianjizi out of the airport gate and walked in the direction of the parking lot.

And when everyone saw the car that came from heaven to pick up the seven of them in the parking lot, they were speechless for a while.

This is an extremely dilapidated Jiefang brand truck, the truck is covered in rust, and some screws have fallen off, which makes Zhang Zichen think that this kind of dilapidated car will not be driven and then suddenly fall apart.

Zhang Zichen can be sure that if in an ordinary city, a car like this has already been classified as a scrapped type, and it is definitely not allowed to be on the road.

It seems that in this part of Xinjiang, the management in this regard is not very strict.

To take such a car to the ancient city of Loulan is really a crime.