Hearing the news that Sun Tong was killed by the Sword Sect's sneak attack, the Mochi real person was extremely surprised, and his face changed greatly.

"Are you alright, President?"

Xiang casually stepped forward and asked nervously.

Mochi Zhenren waved his hand and said, "It seems that our mission to encircle and suppress the Sword Sect this year will be carried out a little earlier!" Okay, I see, you go out. ”

Xiang casually heard this, and hurriedly retreated.

Walking out of the committee hall, Xiang casually frowned.

"Everyone said that Sun Tong and the president had an abnormal relationship, and Sun Tong and the president did look alike. With the cultivation of the president, he can definitely get an official position in the National Sect Committee, but he just went to the Coastal Road Branch to be the president, which is definitely a problem. It seems that everyone has no wind and no waves! ”

While shaking his head, Xiang casually went home.

When she returned home, she pretended that nothing had happened, just sighed at Sun Tong's poor death.

However, in her heart, the hatred for Sang Zhiheng and the Tianmen Sect was already very deep.

On the other side, on Tianmen Mountain, Tianmen Taoist Temple, the mastermind Sang Zhiheng was extremely excited. In a few days, it will be the day to participate in the All-Dao Sect Conference.

So, he planned to wait for the whole Dao sect conference to end, and then return to the earth world to be chic.

In the earth world, there is a lot of work to be done in the next step.

It's about to be the picking season of my own Huaguo Mountain, and some work still needs to be arranged. Also, after selling all the dried fruits that were poured out of this cultivation space, he would have to buy all the silver again, and then transport them to the cultivation space for trading.

The things in the immortal cultivation space are taken out to the earth world, and all of them are panacearies, magical treasures. What, the fruit taken out of the immortal cultivation space has a very good effect on the treatment of various diseases, especially cancer.

And the food in the earth world is also very effective when it is brought to the world of cultivating immortals, which can improve everyone's cultivation.

It can be said that the use of Sumeru rings to communicate between these two worlds is really a very promising thing.

Then, on the morning of the second day when Sang Zhiheng came to the world of cultivating immortals, he hurriedly went out, called home, and lied casually, telling the family that he was busy with things here, and it would take more than half a month to go back.

Shen Jiaqi and her mother also understand very well, and now she is in everyone's eyes, but she is doing a big deal.

Then, Sang Zhiheng hurriedly returned to the cave and quickly entered the world of cultivating immortals.

Because he was going to participate in the sect conference in the Dao in a few days, after entering the Tianmen Sect Taoist Temple, Sang Zhiheng immediately ordered him to go down and retreat and cultivate again.

Such a diligent sect master moved everyone in the Daoist Temple to be enthusiastic.

Then, after Sang Zhiheng came to the courtyard that could only be entered by the sect master, he did not go to the house to meditate and practice.

It was just a first-level aura space, and the aura of the first-level aura space didn't mean much to one's current cultivation at all. His current cultivation is the seventh level of the second order, and if he wants to upgrade to the eighth level of the second order, he needs to meditate in the spiritual energy space of the first order for 131072 hours. Is this possible?

Of course, when I entered the small courtyard, I was not idle.

He planned to spend a few days studying all the weapons he had made out of the Sumeru ring.

These firearms were all produced during World War II, but they were kept in the Sumeru ring, but they didn't rust or anything, and they can still be used.

When I used to go to school, I was also a military fan, so it wasn't too difficult to master how to use these weapons. Besides, it's really not good, return to the earth world by yourself, and look it up on the Internet to know how these things are used.

A few days later, after figuring out how to use all the equipment, I went out of the customs.

This time, I didn't raise my cultivation level by one level.

After all, the level is high, and it is difficult to improve, and people up and down this Taoist temple can understand.

After leaving the customs, the next day, Sang Zhiheng was going to set off for the Marina Provincial Government.

It is a total of 100 kilometers from Tianmen Mountain to Binhai Daofu, but it takes two and a half days to ride a donkey.

Because the distance is too far, Sang Zhiheng has not arranged too many people to follow him. After all, the rent in the provincial government is also a bit too expensive, and I have no money on me now, and I can't afford to spend it.

He pointed out five members of the devil gun team, including Shui Changliu and Huo Xiangtian, and set out on the road.

At night, they were to stay in the inn.

Listening to Elder Feng's words, don't run around at night.

The day belongs to man, and the night belongs to ghosts.

As for everyone, at night, they can only live in buildings such as post stations or Taoist temples that use talismans.

Sang Zhiheng has always been worried about this matter, what is going on in this world, why is he so afraid of ghosts?

Sang Zhiheng once told Feng Wuxian that there might be something on the ghost that could help cultivators cultivate, but Feng Wuxian couldn't stop shaking his head.

On the first night, early in the morning, under the arrangement of Shui Changliu, everyone stayed in the post station.

The inn, which is actually a public hotel, costs money to stay in it.

The personnel in the post station belong to the state institutions, which are semi-profitable in nature and have financial allocations, but they are not enough to meet the salary expenses of employees.

The post station where Sang Zhiheng and them rested was called Chengzipo Post Station, and the stationmaster inside was named Liu Hulu.

Sang Zhiheng once wondered if this Liu Hulu was his nickname, because his head was very strange, and the middle position was a little sunken, just like a gourd.

Liu Hulu should be about forty years old, with a kind face.

It can be seen that he is not a cultivator.

In this world, cultivators are a minority, and because the resources for cultivating the truth are limited, it is not able to satisfy everyone to cultivate the truth.

And those who can't cultivate the truth have a very respectful attitude towards the cultivators. This is the same as the attitude of everyone towards college students on the earth back then.

Before 1999, when universities had not expanded their enrollment, the country enrolled 780,000 undergraduates a year. At that time, the candidates who were able to be admitted to the undergraduate program were definitely outstanding.

Moreover, although quality education was not practiced at that time, it seems to be similar to the situation of quality education now. Physical education is a physical education class when it is time to take a physical education class, and a music class is a music lesson when it is time to take a music class.

Then at that time, everyone's pressure was not as great as it is now, and if you were admitted, you couldn't be admitted, and if you couldn't get in, there were many more people who couldn't pass the exam than there were people who were admitted, and everyone didn't have that much pressure.

And then everyone is very envious of those who can be admitted to university.

Moreover, at that time, as long as you were admitted to university, it could be said that the carp jumped out of the dragon gate, and the future was really bright.

However, with the continuous expansion of enrollment later, up to now, there are six or seven million undergraduate students enrolled in a year alone, and it is not surprising that everyone is used to it.

College students, college students running all over the place, who is rare?

As a result, college students are not envied at all, and those poor children are much less likely to change their fate by taking the university entrance examination, and even this road is basically blocked.

Sang Zhiheng and his entourage of six people stayed in the post station, and after settling down, they went back to their respective rooms.

Sang Zhiheng lived in one room by himself, and then two rooms on both sides, where Shui Changliu lived.

Liu Hulu instructed them not to go out of their rooms no matter what happened at night.

In the middle of the night, a gust of wind blew in from outside the window, making Sang Zhiheng, who was lying on the bed, feel very cold.

When he saw through the moonlight, he saw that the window had been blown open by the wind, so he hurriedly put on his clothes and planned to close the window.

When he walked to the window, he heard the melodious sound of a flute outside.

The sound of the flute was so beautiful that Sang Zhiheng didn't want to leave at all.

Afraid of being on the window, Sang Zhiheng saw that on the side of the road outside, a girl in plain clothes was squatting on the side of the road, playing the flute softly.

The flute sound is wonderful, the performer's grasp of the technique is in place, and the performance is full of emotion, Sang Zhiheng was immediately attracted.

"Girl, the weather is cold, why is it that you are alone on the side of the road, and you are not afraid of freezing?"

Sang Zhiheng hugged his arms and shouted at the girl.

The girl was stunned, stopped playing the flute, and looked up at Sang Zhiheng.

When Sang Zhiheng saw it, he was shocked, oh my God, that girl is so beautiful.

Her facial features are so exquisite, although her skin is too pale, but there is a kind of sickly melancholy, which people can't forget at a glance, just like Lin Daiyu.

The first time he saw that girl, Sang Zhiheng felt shocked.

The girl looked at Sang Zhiheng with a sad face, bit her lower lip, and shook her head.

At this time, at Sang Zhiheng's door, there was a sound of knocking on the wooden fish.

It seemed to be Liu Hulu, while cocking, he also said: "Ladies and gentlemen, sleep in Ansheng, it's messy outside, don't pay attention to it!" ”

Sang Zhiheng said in his heart, you are knocking on the wooden fish so hard, how can you let me sleep peacefully?

However, the meaning of the girl on the side of the road who shook her head just now, Sang Zhiheng didn't understand!

Looking at each other's appearance, they don't look like ghosts......

I heard that this world is haunted at night, and I don't know if such a beautiful girl is a ghost?

I heard that at night, if you run around, you will be caught by a ghost, you will be killed, refined, and used to enhance the cultivation of ghosts.

That girl has a kind face, she shouldn't be a ghost, right?

Sang Zhiheng frowned and looked at it for a long time, and suddenly thought, it's so cold outside, if I throw her a quilt, won't she be warm?

It doesn't matter if she's a ghost or not, I'll help her first!

Besides, didn't Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian ever have a ghost relationship back then?