However, compared with the National Defense University, Beijing University and Qingdao University are much worse.

Because of this highest military academy in China, any person in it may be a division commander, or even a military commander, and it is not possible to get into it by taking a score at all.

If you can guarantee the admission to Beijing University and the National Defense University, and at the same time guarantee that you can get all the degrees from undergraduate all the way to doctorate, this kind of remuneration is indeed okay for Lu Zheng.

He knows very well that in this world, a degree is a very important thing and will accompany you for the rest of your life. Those big people, whether they are high-ranking officials or super-rich, are graduates of prestigious universities, and they are often masters and doctors.

Many celebrities will also strive to become honorary presidents and honorary presidents.

These names seem to be useless, but in fact, they can bring you a lot of benefits, which is equivalent to adding another layer of identity to you, from an ordinary rich man to an expert scholar and a senior intellectual.

If the boss of a listed company has these identities, those small shareholders will also have more confidence in the company, and the employees below will also be more respectful and obedient to the boss.

All the guaranteed places in the two universities seem to be worthless, but the effect behind them is extremely long-term. And at the same time, Lu Zheng doesn't need to, it's a waste of time to go to school every day, and in the next few years, he can concentrate on cultivation and impact a higher realm.

"Okay, that's it!" Lu Zheng said with satisfaction.

Ren Pojun also said with a smile: "Mr. Lu is really refreshing, then we will make up our minds! Tomorrow morning, there will be a special car to take you to the airport." After arriving there, there were two other masters who went to Kunlun Mountain Gate with Mr. Lu. ”

"Two more?" Lu Zheng asked suspiciously.

"Well, I can't help it. The other old men have never seen Mr. Lu, even if I say it, they will not believe in Mr. Lu's strength, and they will not worry about letting you go to Kunlun Mountain Gate alone. The other two masters are both members of the 'Immortal Gate', and their strength is absolutely fine, and they will not hold Mr. Lu back. Ren Pojun hurriedly said.

Seeing Lu Zheng's puzzled look, Ren Pojun began to explain again.

It turns out that the most mysterious organization in the country of "Xianmen" is directly controlled by the high-level, and every member is an absolute powerhouse.

As the name suggests, "Immortal Gate" is the "Gate of Immortals", and you have to be an immortal to cross this threshold and become a member of it.

The minimum threshold of this organization is all Baodan-level "Land True Immortals", and there are even "Immortals" who have stepped into the Gangdao.

Of course, the word "immortal", in Lu Zheng's view, is not worthy of the name at all, and the real "immortal" is 108,000 miles away, but it is just a group of mortals entertaining themselves.

For decades, the country's top powerhouses have established the Xianmen Organization in order to suppress countless sect forces across the country, and at the same time, they can also resist the strong people from abroad who come to make trouble.

For the major forces, the immortal gate is equivalent to the sword of Damocles hanging above their heads, so that they always know the sense of proportion and dare not use their power at will.

And this time, the Kunlun Mountain Sect died a great master at the peak of the Transformation Realm, and this kind of loss is immeasurable for any sect.

It is rumored that the master has been completely furious, and is ready to go down the mountain in person to find Ren Pojun and ask them for an explanation.

If the head of the Kunlun Mountain Gate takes a large number of strong people down the mountain to make trouble, it is easy to make a big disturbance and form social turmoil, which is a result that the high-level does not want to see.

Lu Zheng's task was to go up the mountain to appease before that group of people went down the mountain.

Of course, this kind of "pacification" needs to be strong enough, otherwise, it will only be in vain.

A day later, the airliner slowly landed at the airport with a loud roar.

This airport is located on a plateau at an altitude of more than 4,000 meters, and ordinary people will feel difficult to breathe and have various adverse reactions in their bodies as soon as they get off the plane.

But Lu Zheng took a deep breath, and a happy expression appeared on his face.

"Yes, the concentration of aura here is much higher than that of Nanhua City, at least more than three times. ”

The Heaven Devouring Demon Skill was running wildly, and Lu Zheng's body seemed to have turned into a humanoid black hole, and wherever he went, his aura was quickly emptied.

With such a strong aura, he won't let it go.

As soon as he got off the plane, a soldier recognized Lu Zheng, drove a military off-road vehicle, and took him to a nearby hotel, saying that the other two masters of the Xianmen were waiting in the hotel.

On the plateau, the air is thin, the mountain roads are winding and undulating, and the road conditions are very poor, and the off-road vehicle drove for two hours to take Lu Zheng to the hotel in the city.

This place, said to be an urban area, is actually similar to a small town in the mainland, at a glance, all of them are two or three storey small brick buildings, and occasionally you can see four or five floors, which is already a "high-rise building" that stands out from the crowd.

The cement road on the ground is also full of potholes, and there are many people setting up stalls along the street.

Even in April, the temperature here is still very low, and in the distance, you can see the white snow on the mountains, and everyone is still wearing thick cotton jackets, exhaling white air when they talk.

Ten minutes later, the off-road vehicle stopped in front of the hotel.

The so-called hotel, that is, a five-story building, if it weren't for the four big words "Changda Hotel", Lu Zheng would have thought it was just an ordinary house.

There were also soldiers guarding the hotel, and after a few words with another soldier, Lu Zheng's identity was confirmed and he was taken to a room on the second floor.

Push the door in, and there are two people standing inside.

One of them, tall and thin, with fair skin, black hair, and meticulously combed, and a neat suit on his body, as if he had some kind of cleanliness habit, took a tissue, wiped the chair repeatedly, and wiped it several times before he was reluctant to sit down.

As for the other man, he was much more casual, with a rough beard, sitting at the table, drinking wine in a big bowl, eating meat, and looking unscrupulous.

Seeing Lu Zheng walk in, a third person appeared in the room, and the two stopped at the same time, staring at him with vigilant eyes.

"Big brother, did you go to the wrong room?" said the tyrant, put down the wine bowl, and asked angrily.

Lu Zheng said lightly: "If you are going to go to Kunlun Mountain Gate, then I should not go to the wrong room." ”

Bai Hao smiled contemptuously and said coldly: "Listening to your tone, could it be that you are the newcomer who killed Takeda Chongsan?"

"Don't tease me, Takeda Chongsan is weak, and he is also a Baodan-level master, how could he be killed by this hairy boy?"

(End of chapter)