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Chapter 584 Arriving at Fochang City

A tall city wall stretches across the distance.

The whole city is yellow, and it looks like the golden city of Fuchang City, which is particularly conspicuous on the dark gray 27th floor.

Above the sixteenth floor of Mount Sumeru, there is spring-like weather all year round, with precious light and no night or day.

But the Yaksha tribe, as the rulers of the reincarnation path of Mount Sumeru, is what everyone is born with, this dark gray color.

Chen Gou, who was standing on the spaceship, looked steadily at Fuchang City, feeling very excited in his heart, because Fuchang City of the Yasha Clan had a teleportation array that allowed him to see directly outside the city.

It can be seen from this that the Yaksha clan has won the trust of Emperor Shakti.

"Let's get off the spaceship and walk over, so as not to alert the Yasha clan guards." Chen Gou looked at several people, and after speaking, he was the first to jump out of the spaceship.

Peng Lianhu, although he was reluctant in his heart, wanted to walk over slowly, but he had no choice but to jump after him.

In this dark space, there are no mountains or hills. They look very close, but they are very far away.

Moreover, the vast and lifeless territory of the Yasha clan has no scenery at all.

Who said that people like the underworld, and the Yin Qi environment in the underworld is their favorite.

"Oh, by the way, Xiao Peng, if the guard wants the spirit stone, you can hold it for me first. As you know, we came in a hurry and didn't bring any with us. The robbers we killed five days ago didn't even have any.

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Chen Gou looked at Peng Lianhu, who had a reluctant look on his face, and his tone was calm and his request was genuine.

Peng Lianhu was stunned and said in disbelief: "They must want the spirit stone? These people are all blood-sucking bugs. How can they not want the spirit stone?"

"Hey, didn't you say before that you and the guards all know each other?"

Monk Sha, fearing that Chen Gou would be embarrassed, hurriedly said softly.

"Well, those guards change shifts every day, so I can't possibly know them all." Peng Lianhu, as if he had been stabbed in a sore spot by Monk Sha, hurriedly argued.

In Fuchang City, one Yaksha guard was patrolling back and forth.

I don't know why this place is close to Shanjian City. In Fochang City, in front of the door of a spiritual cultivator, there are portraits of Zhunti Buddha and Jingyin Buddha. They are like the door gods of mortals, which makes people laugh.

"Don't laugh. Those who don't post it here will be punished. Also, no action is allowed in this city. Although you are very powerful, you should take it easy."

Peng Lianhu looked at the curious people, fearing that some guards would come to cause trouble.

You know, it took five hundred spirit stones to settle the situation at the city gate just now.

Not to mention waiting for the cave to teleport, you still need money. If a guard comes to interrogate you and makes things difficult casually, hundreds of spiritual stones will be lost.

Monk Sha and others looked at the cautious Peng Lianhu. For a moment, it was not easy to look around, so they had to concentrate and look forward.

Although Chen Gou understood what Peng Lianhu was thinking, he looked at the Yaksha guards on top of the city and sighed inwardly. This was indeed the Yaksha clan's first pass against the six tribes below, and it was indeed heavily guarded.

Although Fochang City is large, the number of guards on the four walls should be no less than 20,000.

Although most of them are in the mountains, there are 20,000 people spread out in all directions, and 5,000 people guarding one city wall. Together with the barbican city, it is already very strong. Not including the soldiers patrolling the streets.

It seems that it is said that the Yaksha tribe introduces the reincarnated people into the deva and Yaksha tribe. It may be true. Otherwise, there would definitely not be so many divine cultivators.

Not only that, the inner city of Fochang City is circular and divided into eight lanes.

On each wide street, thirty people can walk side by side. As long as there is a war, they can rush to all directions in an instant.

Chen Gou thought to himself: "If Xiao Qi attacks, it will be really troublesome."

"Teleport to Shanjian City, four hundred spirit stones for each person." Before the teleportation from Dongtian, a guard looked at Peng Lianhu with disdain and said calmly.

Peng Lianhu was shocked when he heard this, and said secretly: "Four hundred for each person, twenty-one people are eight thousand four hundred spiritual stones. Adding the previous six hundred, there are a total of nine thousand low-grade spiritual stones. That is, nine medium-grade spiritual stones."

stone."

You know, one hundred low-grade spiritual stones can be enough to move a monk in the mountain realm for a year. However, if you don't give it, will these people kill you?

Peng Lianhu's face darkened, he helplessly lifted out 8,400 pieces of spiritual stones, and handed them to the guards with a pained look on his face.

Chen Gou and the others had short hands. Although they saw Peng Lianhu's expression of pain, they couldn't say anything.

"Boom, boom, boom," rays of divine light suddenly rose from around the bodies of several people, and in an instant, several people disappeared on the spot.

Chen Gou and Monk Sha all looked at the glittering golden city in front of them with spectacular expressions, and they were shocked.

At this time, Peng Lianhu looked at several people with disdain and said in amusement.

"This city is called Shanjian City. Legend has it that it is made of gold, silver, colored glaze, and crystal. Therefore, Shanjian City is sometimes shining with golden light, sometimes with brilliant silver light, and sometimes with crystal white brightness. It is precious.

It’s unspeakable, so it’s a great opportunity for you to meet him.”

"I wonder, how does it compare to the Golden Palace of Tathagata Buddha at Lingshan Mountain?" Monk Sha asked uncontrollably.

"Well, of course it can't be compared, but Shanjian City is already amazing." Peng Lianhu, his breath stagnated, slowly exhaled. But in his heart, the eyes looking at Monk Sha were full of disgust.

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Chen Gou didn't pay attention to the conversation between the two. He was also shocked by the huge city and said softly: "I'm here!"

A pair of big, energetic eyes looked carefully in all directions.

I saw about a thousand gates on the city several hundred miles in each direction.

The people guarding the city are all the elites of the Yaksha tribe, guarded by the six-armed Yaksha generals.

Chen Gou and others quietly handed over the letter and explained their intention. The Yaksha guard at the door didn't even look at it, waved his hand and let them go.

In tens of thousands of years, who, like eating the sun, would dare to go to Shanjian City to cause trouble?

Chen Gou shook his head and laughed dumbly. It turned out that he was too careful.

Further inside Shanjian City, there are four major shrines. It is said that these four major shrines are the training ground for military command. This training ground is also made of gold, silver, colored glaze, and crystal.

General Peng Lianhu was slightly disappointed that he had come in so easily. He didn't know when, but in his heart, he longed for these strange people to be arrested.

"Anyone who successfully reports a spy who is detrimental to our Celestial Race will be rewarded with one hundred medium-grade spiritual stones and ten five-yun divine pills."

Suddenly a voice sounded, directly into Peng Lianhu's ears, and Peng Lianhu's face suddenly became happy.

But Chen Gou and Monk Sha were attracted by the wine pool, meat forest, dance hall and various places of entertainment built by Emperor Shitian himself behind the school grounds. When they looked at it carefully, they actually forgot about it.

Peng Lianhu disappeared.

The place of indulgence with the sound of Feimi's music wafting in the air suddenly made Chen Goudao frown. There are also such vulgar things. Sure enough, he is not kind.

But the inner city was in the distance, and the four city gates were clearly visible. Chen Gou no longer struggled with this issue, and strode towards the inner city, where Emperor Shitian's celestial beings guarded the city.

"Who is here? Why do you want to enter the inner city?" A Celestial Clan guard came in, looked at Chen Gou and shouted loudly.

"I am the messenger of the Golden Wing Clan, heading to the inner city to deliver a message to the emperor." Chen Gou took out the letter written by Jin Junyan in his arms. In the letter, divine light shone, with the specific patterns of the Golden Wing Clan emerging.

, letting the two celestial guards feel more at ease.

"Oh, he is indeed a messenger from the Golden Wing Clan. He seems to be asking for an official position." The guard suddenly nodded and suddenly realized.

A young guard on the side asked curiously: "Brother, you didn't even look at it, how did you know you were asking for an official position?"

"These days, all messages are transmitted by divine thoughts. Who writes letters? Letters must be stamped with divine seals."

The older guard was chatting, but Chen Gou took Monk Sha and hurried towards the inner city.

"Stop, don't leave, stop them quickly, they look suspicious, they might be spies."

Suddenly a voice came from far away.

Chen Gou and others were suddenly startled. Looking back, they saw Peng Lianhu, leading a group of Yaksha guards, chasing after them.

The Celestial Clan guard suddenly turned around without waking up. After being stunned for a long time, he pulled out his sword. "What? Spies? Brothers, come here quickly. You, you are not allowed to move. Stand still."

"Boom, bang," the guard said, just as he finished his sentence, he saw a huge Zen staff falling from the sky.

On top of this Zen staff, countless Tianyan divine powers emerged. In one blow, the waist knife of the Celestial Clan guard was broken, and even the person was smashed into a pile of mud.

"Cang Cang Cang," Xiaolin Temple's Eighteen Arhats were not slow to respond. Now they held a pair of waist knives in their hands. A series of blue-green galaxies emerged, covering the four directions. A series of broadswords carrying the power of creation were directed at them.

Look around.

"Elder brother, feel free to go in and leave this place to us!"


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