The Shift Gate is a similar existence of spatial transfer, with a total of eight huge exquisite stone doors neatly arranged, semi-recessed into the mountain wall.

Ancient symbols are carved on the stone door, and inside the door is an opaque curtain of water.

Each moving gate can accommodate four carriages at the same time, leading directly to the upper city.

All kinds of people are busy and fast, and the flow of people never stops, constantly disappearing into the water curtain without stirring up a splash.

Jian Death handed the gatekeeper some copper baht, and the gatekeeper saw that he didn't look at it, took it and weighed it, waved his hand impatiently, and signaled to hurry up.

The sword stepped into the displacement gate, and his body melted into the water curtain, as if breaking through a thin layer of cobwebs.

Then the uptown unfolded before his eyes, and the towering buildings made him feel dizzy.

A small step, like coming to a fantasy world.

In contrast to the low-rise buildings of the lower city, the architectural style of the upper city is very different.

Created by some of the world's best craftsmen, each with its own character.

Towers, buildings, and attics are towering and stretch along the gently sloping mountain avenue to the white walls of the hilltop in a spiral shape.

On both sides of the street are giant billboards with graffiti messages.

For example, 'War is the way to become a man.' The spokesperson is a muscular man.

'The feast of the sky and the sea, the pure green journey, the gentle country of men. ’

'Do you want fame, wealth, power?' Welcome to join the Tianji Voyage and search for great treasures together. ’

'Wanted: Sleeping Lion, 100,000 gold baht. ’

'Wanted: Black Sour Leaf Grass, 10,000 gold baht. ’

There was also a billboard with a bald monk with a kind face and the slogan: 'The temple will provide all medical help free of charge.' ’

The wide, smooth stone pavement is crowded with people, the carriage moves slowly through the crowd, and everything is like a marionette, wandering in an orderly manner through the bustling world.

Gu Cuo said to the sword and said: "Boss, I haven't come back for several years, I was completely shocked, the wisdom and courage of mortals are really good, they can't cultivate, but they spend their limited lives on research and creation, and even make spirit stones into weapons, tsk, you really should take a look at their new weapon, the black gun, which is convenient, fast and deadly, but it is much faster than our hard work and hard cultivation, chanting the magic tricks." ”

"It's different here. The sword said.

Gu Cuo replied: "Yes, it has been completely renovated in just a few years, most of the buildings have been demolished and rebuilt, and only some places of great significance have been preserved. ”

"Get out of the way!! little don't !!" A bare-chested, three-meter-tall barbarian giant walked by, holding a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, the bridge of his nose was wide and high, and his big round eyes with deep sunken eye sockets looked down on the sword and died.

There are all kinds of races here, and it's not unusual to dress in any way.

The sword lay his hand on the hilt of the sword, and casually looked at the barbarian giant.

"Hmph, hillbilly!" the barbarian snorted, sensing the invisible coercion, and chose to take a detour.

"Let me guess, the Cloud Arena is still there. Jian Diesheng looked at the back of the barbarian giant and said, it was the costume of a fighter.

Gu Cuo smiled awkwardly: "The good news is that the money we lost is gone to the casino." ”

Jian Afterlife nodded, this place is very different from the memory, but some things can never be changed.

They first found a place to take a shower, and then each bought a new set of clothes.

Jian Deceased chose a black suit, mature and handsome, but it was a bit nondescript with a shabby blue scarf.

And Gu Cuo took off his grass-green clothes and went directly to a set of bright yellow coats, with the metal jewelry on his body, like an explosive businessman.

Jian Xiangsheng sighed helplessly in his heart, if he left his clothes, his friend would still be extremely charming.

The two walked together like two extremes, but they finally integrated into the imperial capital.

They chose a medium-sized inn in Shangcheng District, and they still went in with their swords in their arms.

This Chinese-style attic painted with blue and green checks is called the Widow's Hand.

The name is unique, presumably to make people think about it.

The billboard standing at the door is also a sexy long-haired beauty with her skirt lifted, and all the women in the store are open and enthusiastic.

"Where are you from?" As soon as she entered the door, the proprietress grabbed Gu Cuo's arm and greeted her warmly.

Gu Cuo is very popular with women, and he described this charm as a natural local tyrant temperament.

"Far, far away. Gu Cuo's mouth slowly opened, the proprietress was in line with his aesthetics, mature and sexy, and graceful.

The proprietress smiled and said, "The journey must be very tiring, I will let the gentlest girl give you a good press." ”

"I hope it's you. Gu Cuo grabbed the proprietress unceremoniously on the buttocks.

"Nasty. The proprietress winked, "Girls, go and prepare two good rooms to serve the two guests well." ”

"One room!" interrupted Jian Xiangsheng coldly.

The proprietress froze.

Gu Cuo sneered: "No, boss, one room? ”

"One room, with good sound insulation, no outsiders. "The sword said that they had something to discuss, and it was not yet time to enjoy themselves.

Suddenly, the air was quiet.

The women were no longer entangled, but looked at the two big men as if they were eccentric.

Gu Cuo whispered. "Hey, why do they look at me like that?"

"Leave them alone. ”

The girl from the inn led the two to the room on the second floor.

The environment is good, the solid wood furniture is painted with elegant light brown, in the imperial capital, even if it is a medium inn, it is not comparable to those big inns in other cities.

"It's fun, two handsome guys. The woman let out a meaningful smile as she withdrew.

"Boss, what does she mean?" Gu Cuo was a little flustered.

"Sword death! What does she mean?"

"They thought we were a couple. Jian lay on the bed by himself, and the soft feeling of resistance made people quickly sleepy.

"A couple?

Gu Cuo suddenly realized. "A pair like a male and female couple?" he said, his face black, his hands scratching at his hair, "Damn, the sword is dead, my name is !!"

"Rest well, old friend, there is still something to do tomorrow. The sword closed his eyes.

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Before dawn the next day, the two set out from the widow's hand and came to the Xuanwu Gate, which was located on the south side of the palace.

The war in the Northern Wilderness reached a white-hot stage, and the big names of the Tianji Empire went to the White Oak Plain, ready to give Wanchen a fatal blow and end the war.

The three military camps poured out, leaving only the Xuanwu camp, guarding the imperial city while maintaining order in the upper city.

Half of the Imperial City's troops were directly evacuated, and it was a good time to take advantage of the void.

The whole Xuanwu Gate is made of cold iron, like a cold giant guillotine hanging in the air, flashing with cold light, indestructible.

The door is cast with a statue of the divine beast Xuanwu, the head of the dragon is majestic, the body is covered with a turtle shell, the tail is a vicious snake, the eyes are blood-red, full of evil spirit.

The tall white city walls stretch from the Xuanwu Gate to both sides, encircling the palace.

Like the famous Great Wall of Heaven, the white walls are made of soul-destroying stones, and the stone's unique white tear patterns make the entire wall look like weeping.

The White Wall also has the saying of the Wall of Weeping.

The Tianji soldiers in black armor were like spears nailed to both sides of the Xuanwu Gate.

The bursting crossbow on the white wall was ready to fire, and the crossbowman turned the base to aim at every stranger who approached the city gates.

When Jian was close to the white wall, he felt that his strength was deprived out of thin air, and a strong sense of oppression came to his face, and he was depressed and breathless.

He knew that this sense of oppression came from the white walls.

The Spirit Exterminating Stone will suppress the aura in the body of the immortal cultivator, and here, it can only exert one-tenth of its power.

In this way, the magnificent white walls were even more impassable in his eyes.

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