Back in the cave, Sang Zhiheng suddenly felt that he wanted to go to the cave and continue to explore.

There is still time, courage is enough, and most importantly, I feel hot all over, and my fear of the cold suddenly becomes very weak.

"Brothers, how about we go in and have a look?"

Sang Zhiheng looked at the eldest of the eight chickens, all yellow, and asked.

All Yellow spread his wings and made a casual gesture.

Then, Sang Zhiheng snapped his fingers, then carried the miner's lamp and continued to walk inside.

After walking for a while, the ambient temperature dropped a lot. He knew that they had already entered the fourth-level aura space.

The characteristics of this fourth-level aura space are low temperatures, minus twenty or thirty degrees, although it is not unbearable, but once a person stops and sits down, it is easy to fall asleep.

However, Sang Zhiheng now feels that with his own strength, it seems that it is not so difficult in such an environment.

"Quan Huang, by the way, are you here to talk?" Suddenly, Sang Zhiheng remembered the scene last time.

"Master, in the aura space above level four, I can speak."

Sang Zhiheng nodded, then looked at the chickens following Quan Huang and asked, "What about them?" ”

"It's a pity, master, my wife and my sons' cultivation is lower, and they haven't cultivated to the realm of speaking human words."

Soon, the group walked to the place they walked to last time, Sang Zhiheng stopped, turned around and asked Quan Huang with a smile: "Quan Huang, can I still move forward?" ”

Quan Huang spread his wings and said, "Master, do you feel unwell in your body?" ”

Sang Zhiheng looked down at his body, and found that he was steaming hot, and he didn't seem to be afraid of the cold environment around him.

"Supposedly, the water is frozen all around, so why don't I feel cold at all? You know, I'm just wearing a tracksuit! ”

"Master, your current cultivation has reached the second and third levels, and you are already able to move freely in the aura space below the fourth level."

Sang Zhiheng found that the first-level aura space was a very ordinary existence in the earth's space, and anyone could adapt to it. And the second-level aura space is like the environment of the cave, with a temperature of more than ten degrees, ordinary people will feel a little uncomfortable in it, afraid that they are going to catch a cold. And the third-level aura space, the sound emitted has the effect of relieving people's souls, and it is unbearable for mortals. As for the fourth-level aura space, with a temperature of minus twenty or thirty degrees, mortals will not stay long before they will be processed into popsicles.

Because of these, Sang Zhiheng guessed that the higher the level of the aura space, the more dangerous the environment in the space might be. And only when the cultivation level reaches a high enough level can one enter the higher-level aura space to cultivate.

Otherwise, find a high-level aura space, and then throw a mortal into it, and it won't take long to process it into a great immortal. In that case, the Heavenly Court will be full of immortals.

Touching the slippery ice wall on the rock wall, Sang Zhiheng and the others continued to walk forward.

While walking, Sang Zhiheng looked at the command board. According to the display on the command board, there must be a higher-level aura space in this cave.

The third-level aura space is a strange sound that can turn people into neuropaths, and the fourth-level aura space is a large cold storage that can turn people into popsicles.

However, just as Sang Zhiheng had done enough courage to prepare for the challenge, a thick stone wall blocked the road ahead.

"Hey, I'm going, there must be a higher-level aura space behind the slate wall, but with this slate wall in the way, what should I do if I can't get through?"

Quan Huang pecked twice with his mouth, then shook his head and said, "Master, this slate has to be at least half a meter thick, so it's not easy to do." ”

And a strange symbol on the slate suddenly attracted Sang Zhiheng's attention.

He studied the slate for a long time, and there was no clue other than the symbol. Seeing that the power supply of the miner's lamp was almost consumed, Sang Zhiheng decided to go out first and wait for the next time.

So, Sang Zhiheng returned the same way.

After returning home, Sang Zhiheng kept remembering the stone wall and the symbols on it.

However, he searched the Internet for a long time and did not find any clues.

After returning home, for a week, Sang Zhiheng and Wei Youliang were delivering juice to people with cancer in Gangcheng County.

Then one day, when the two of them were condolences to a ninety-three-year-old man in Jiulong Village, Zhaizi Township, Gangcheng County, Sang Zhiheng actually found that symbol in the old man's house. The old man was a soldier back then, but he didn't do it for my party. He's a good guy who has done it with Japanese devils with real knives and guns!

The symbol was drawn on a wooden box placed above the old man's bed, so Sang Zhiheng asked Wei Youliang to take a photo of himself and the old man, and deliberately took a picture of the symbol on the box.

With that photo in hand, Sang Zhiheng went to look for Zhang Hai, he knew that Zhang Hai had a wide range of contacts, and he might be able to inquire about the meaning of this strange symbol.

Then another month passed, and Sang Zhiheng comforted more than 100 cancer patients in Gangcheng County and sent out more than 100 boxes of Shangougou juice. The rest is waiting for these juices to control the condition of those cancer patients, and then their reputation as a mountain ravine juice will be spread.

And at this time, Shen Jiaqi's pregnancy reaction has also become much lighter, which allows Sang Zhiheng to do his own thing with confidence.

He lied to his parents and Shen Jiaqi, saying that he was going to the south for a project investigation, and it would take about a month.

A month later, it was almost the wax moon, and then he came back from the immortal cultivation world where the jade pendant space was located, and happily celebrated the New Year. At the same time, a month later, it was time to pick up the car in Quancheng.

After the arrangement, Sang Zhiheng quietly took his eight chickens and carried a bag of millet on the road.

He went around in circles and finally went to the mysterious cave.

Now, his cultivation had reached the second and fifth levels. Since he was able to enter the fourth-level aura space to cultivate, the speed of upgrading had suddenly increased tenfold. However, although he had been promoted two levels in a row, he had not comprehended any Dao Method, but had only greatly improved his spiritual element.

A cultivator, without a spirit element, cannot cast spells, so the spirit element is very important to the cultivator.

When his cultivation is only second-order and third-order, he can only use the Thunderbolt spell twenty times. And now that he is at the cultivation level of the second and fifth levels, he can actually use two thousand thunderbolts.

With this means, in the area of Donghuazhou, Sang Zhiheng can be said to destroy whoever he wants!

Then, carrying a bag of millet, Sang Zhiheng took eight chickens and entered the gossip position of the fourth-level aura space, and sat down cross-legged.

The pockets are open, the eight chickens can eat millet when they are hungry, and they can drink the ice water melted by Sang Zhiheng's side when they are thirsty, and there is no problem at all for a month.

Soon, Sang Zhiheng entered the jade pendant space.

"I don't know what has happened to the Heavenly Gate Sect in the past three months, a month ago, I saw that Elder Feng and the others were all a little injured."

Sang Zhiheng pushed open the door of the small courtyard, and Jingchen and Jingxin got up from the ground with a bang again, and kowtowed to themselves in a panic.

"I don't know that the master is out of the customs today, and the pure heart (pure dust) is guilty, and I hope the master will forgive."

"Pure heart and pure dust, you two get up, be a teacher, and ask you, what happened in the Taoist temple during the retreat of the teacher these days?"

Jingxin and Jingchen hurriedly got up from the ground, and then the little girl Jingxin blinked her two big and cute eyes, looked at Sang Zhiheng and said, "Master, when you were just in retreat, a woman broke in one day, but she was scared away by the treasure of our sect. ”

When he said this, he was very proud.

However, Sang Zhiheng was not very proud, and a large group of disciples outside was estimated to be related to that woman. Sang Zhiheng said in his heart, Jingchen is holding a sword, Jingxin is holding a piano, and they are together all day long, I am afraid that the treasure of the Zongmen Zhenshan that they are talking about is this qin and sword.

However, if Sang Zhiheng directly asked what the treasure of Zhenshan was, I am afraid that he would have to say that he would leak his mouth.

Sang Zhiheng is a master whose IQ has reached the level of Mensa, so he naturally has his way of adapting.

"Oh, has the treasure of the town been damaged?"

When Jingchen and Jingxin heard this, they stepped forward very proudly, handed over the sword and qin they were holding in their arms and said, "Master, please see, the Heaven Killing Sword is good!" ”

"The eight doors are also good!"

Sang Zhiheng took the sword and the qin, but he didn't see anything strange at all, just nodded lightly, and then said to the two people: "Take good care of it." ”

At the same time, he thought to himself: This sect is called Tianmen Sect, and this sword is called the Heaven Killing Sword, and this qin is called Bamenqin, it seems that there must be a connection between the two.

"Master, what is it on your shoulder?"

Sang Zhiheng was carrying a bag of corn seeds on his shoulder, and Jingxin finally couldn't help but be curious and asked.

"For the teacher to comprehend the creation of heaven and earth, get the guidance of the great immortals, and give this thing, this thing is the best door for the benefit of heaven and earth, you two come with me."

Pure dust and pure heart don't understand very well, but the master is out of the customs, which is naturally something to be happy about, and he hurriedly went to the front to report.

Soon, Elder Feng led all the disciples of the entire Dao Temple to greet him.

Elder Feng suffered a severe sword wound two months ago, and although two months have passed, he still hasn't recovered.

"Elder Feng, why is there something wrong with the complexion on your face? What happened inside the monastery during my retreat? ”

"Hey, Senior Brother Sect Master, our Taoist Temple suffered a catastrophe two months ago!"

Sure enough, Sang Zhiheng frowned and said, "Let's go to the front hall to talk!" ”