In the last round of the competition, Sang Zhiheng's opponent directly abstained, so Sang Zhiheng won the last right to participate in the National Sect Conference.

The three sects that were finally selected were Long Xiang, the sect leader of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, Mao Wuhei, the sect leader of the Zhenyang Sect, and Sang Zhiheng, the sect leader of the Tianmen Sect.

The Dragon and Tiger Sect and the Zhenyang Sect are both large sects with more than 10,000 disciples, occupying a large number of immortal cultivation resources and a large amount of wealth, and their sect masters are naturally very qualified to participate in the national competition in all aspects.

However, the Tianmen Sect is an exception, this sect, the number of disciples reported to the sect committee is only thirty-four!

Although Sang Zhiheng arranged for Feng Wuxian to recruit 100 new disciples, he had not yet registered with the sect committee, and he could only be regarded as an outer disciple.

Whatever happens, you have to go through a procedure.

However, even so, no one underestimated Sang Zhiheng.

He's so awesome, he's like a firefly in the dark night, so bright that he can't hide if he wants to.

After the ring competition, the mochi real person at the branch venue was going to meet Sang Zhiheng and the three of them.

In the spacious hall, the branch president sat upright, with a dignified face.

Although Sang Zhiheng has always been informal, in front of that old man, he was still so nervous.

Look at Long Xiang again, this red-faced man who has always been arrogant, when he saw the real mochi, he was so frightened that he couldn't raise his head.

And Mao Wuhei, this guy Sang Zhiheng knows. He was the one who bought all the lightning talismans in advance and sold them to everyone yesterday.

The hair is jet black, as the name suggests, with long black hair.

Mao Wuhei also lowered his head, like a child who had made a mistake, but his eyes were rolling around, and he looked around at the scene.

Only Sang Zhiheng held his head high.

Damn, I'm more or less a traverser, it's not a stroke, although your cultivation is much higher than mine, but I don't need to be afraid of you!

Fear is a psychological barrier that requires courage to overcome.

Coincidentally, the most important thing Sang Zhiheng lacks in this world of cultivating immortals is courage.

He looked up at the seated mochi real person, who was said to be a master in the country.

Next to the Mochi Real Man, there were several masters who were all above the third order in the cultivation realm, and they all held their heads high, looking very spirited.

Cultivation is the king, and if you have cultivation, you are the master in this world!

"Congratulations to the three who stood out and became the contestants who went to the imperial capital to participate in the National Sect Conference. This time next year, it will be the day of the sect conference, and I hope that the three of you will use the remaining time to practice well and strive to go further in cultivation, and I want to hear your next step. Long Xiang, your Dragon and Tiger Sect is the largest sect in our Binhai Dao, with 15,000 disciples, this time you stand out with a complete victory, you can tell us your plans first. ”

That Long Xiang is very strong, his arms are thicker than Sang Zhiheng's thighs, and his cultivation realm is relatively high, almost having a cultivation close to the third order. Moreover, his most powerful thing is that he has comprehended a relatively powerful fire-based spell, the Fire Wall Technique.

This spell is incredible, it can create a wall of fire around the enemy, and directly burn the opponent to death.

If it weren't for the use of fire resistance talismans, the end would definitely be very sad.

Hearing that the branch president let him speak first, Long Xiang felt a little flattered, hurriedly took a step forward, raised his head and said: "President Zhenren, my current cultivation level is just the second order and ninth level, if you want to upgrade to the third order and the first level, you still need to meditate and practice for sixty years, and it is basically impossible to improve your cultivation to the first level." What I want to do is to practice the casting of the fire wall technique, try to shorten the use time of the spell, and at the same time, the next step is to find it in the major markets across the country to see if there are any Taoist cheats to use, no matter how expensive the price is, I have to buy it to improve my strength. ”

In the end, Long Xiang clenched his fists excitedly and raised them.

Mochi Zhenren nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, it is really the style of a big sect, look for the market across the country, if it is not a big sect, I am afraid it will be difficult to do." Very good, Long Xiang, I look forward to your performance at the National Sect Conference. Next, I asked Mao Wuhei of the Zhenyang Sect to talk about his next step. ”

His black hair is his own characteristic, black and long, and he has a shrewd face, with the cunning of a merchant.

"President Zhenren, my cultivation is now at the second order and eighth level, but it only takes more than half a year of cultivation to reach the second order and ninth level, so I hope to upgrade my cultivation to the second order and ninth level first, and then make other plans. I hope that I can comprehend a powerful skill when I level up, just like this little brother, I can comprehend an immortal-level Dao method, and I will be stunned. ”

In the end, the president and everyone's eyes were focused on Sang Zhiheng.

"Sang Zhiheng of the Heavenly Gate Sect, tell me what you plan to do next."

"Me? I can't do it, my current cultivation is only the second order and seventh level, and it's still a little close. I heard that to participate in the national conference, the minimum cultivation must be the second order and the ninth level, and I only have the second order and the seventh level, and if I go, I will be sent to death. So, I thought about it, before the national convention, at least I should refine my own cultivation to the third order, five or six levels, and it would be even better if I could complete it to the fourth order. You know, boss, if you don't understand the skills, this game is not fun at all. ”

As Sang Zhiheng spoke, the people around him began to cover their mouths and laugh.

Long Xiang whispered to Mao Wuhei on the side: "Is this guy a fool?" He also upgraded his cultivation to the third-order, fifth, and sixth-level! ”

Mao Wuhei also whispered: "Unless you eat 100-year-old ginseng, it is impossible, but the price of 100-year-old ginseng is so expensive...... Does he have so much money? ”

When Sang Zhiheng heard this, he muttered in his heart: Cut, if I find a higher-level aura space, let alone upgrade to the third-order, fifth, or sixth-level, it is not impossible!

Even if you can't find a higher-level aura space, it is more than enough to cultivate in the fifth-level aura space and upgrade to the third-order and sixth-level.

However, not only did Long Xiang and Mao Wuhei laugh at themselves, but even the real mochi didn't seem to believe in him.

"Well, what's that, Sect Master Sang, this matter of cultivation is not in a hurry, I think you better take your time."

"There is one more thing I want to report to you, due to the recent troubles in the Sword Sect, this seat has decided to crusade against the Sword Sect, and I hope that the Honshu Sect will respond."

Sang Zhiheng thought to himself, the Sword Sect has no grievances with me, why should I accompany the branch president to fight with them?

However, as long as there is a war, the prices of various strategic materials will definitely skyrocket, and then you will take the opportunity to make some war windfalls, wouldn't it be very good? Besides, the number of registered disciples in his own sect is only 34, so there shouldn't be many people from his own sect.

"Good! We, the Heavenly Gate Sect, respond to the president's decision! We, the Heavenly Gate Sect, are willing to donate all the silver deposits to support this operation. ”

Sang Zhiheng knew in his heart that with the size of his sect, he handed over a few hundred taels of silver, and the mochi real person was about to cry happily.

However, when they heard the news, Mao Wuhei and Long Xiang were a little ugly.

Such an action, when the time comes, will definitely be their sect that will pay the most.

The sect meeting in Binhai Road ended, and then Sang Zhiheng quickly returned to the sect.

Then he quickly went into retreat again.

quietly returned to his home in Taizi Village, casually lied, and covered up the events of these days.

Then the day after Sang Zhiheng came back, Sang Zhiheng received a call from his classmate Song Tao, saying that the Japanese document had been translated.

When Sang Zhiheng heard this, he was overjoyed and immediately drove to find Song Tao.

The two made an appointment to meet at the Peninsula Cafe, and Sang Zhiheng went to the place first and found a place to sit down.

After a while, Song Tao looked weird, holding a thick stack of documents, and came to Sang Zhiheng's side.

Looking at the mysterious expression on Song Tao's face, Sang Zhiheng hurriedly asked, "What is written on the document?" ”

Song Tao looked left and right, frowned and asked, "Zhiheng, do you treat me as a friend?" ”

Sang Zhiheng was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart What happened to this Song Tao today, why did he still have such an expression?

"Friends, of course!"

Song Tao bit his lower lip, and suddenly made up his mind and said, "Okay! Since you regard me as a friend, then I ask you, where did you get this thing? ”

When Sang Zhiheng heard this, his face was a little strange, and he said in his heart: Could it be that this document says where these things are stored?

"It was found in a cave."

After listening to this, Song Tao nodded lightly, and then whispered to Sang Zhiheng: "This thing is a devil!" ”

"Devil's?!" Sang Zhiheng's voice was a little loud.

Song Tao hurriedly booed and motioned to Sang Zhiheng to be quiet.

Then, he looked left and right, and then said, "It's the German devil!" ”

Sang Zhiheng frowned, thinking in his heart: Why do German devils use Japanese?

Song Tao looked left and right, and then whispered: "In 1938, Hitler once sent an expedition to the Qinghai-Tibet region to find a magical thing. The operation was rewarding, but it was not really successful. Then, in 1942, Hitler, who was passive on the battlefield, sent an expedition led by Heincili to the Qinghai-Tibet region. Later, however, the expedition was never seen again. When the Allies occupied Berlin, a large amount of information about a magical legend was found in Hitler's official residence, all of which were secretly kept in a hidden corner of the British Museum. Many people knew about the existence of this matter, but until now, the allies have never given any explanation for this matter, as if it had never happened at all! ”

Sang Zhiheng opened his mouth and looked at Song Tao: "What do you say have to do with this Japanese document?" ”

"Yes, it matters! I believe that this is part of the secret materials about the Tibetan expedition hidden in the British Museum! ”