Chapter 283: Pagoda

It took Lin San two days to come out of the grassland.

As soon as he got out of the grassland, Lin San was stunned, only to see a very tall city on the opposite side, from Lin San's angle, he could only see the south wall of the city, the south wall can be about ten zhang high, the length is immeasurable, the city wall is made of huge ashlars, in the middle of the city wall is engraved with several big characters "Fengchi City", a bronze giant gate is inlaid on the city wall, and there are more than a dozen soldiers standing on both sides of the bronze gate.

"What a majestic, spectacular city!" Lin San exclaimed sincerely.

After admiring for a while, Lin San raised his feet and came to the city gate.

"Stop!" A soldier stopped Lin San: "Who are you?" At this moment, a mirror on the soldier's chest suddenly lit up, and the soldier was startled, and looked Lin San up and down: "You are an immortal cultivator!"

Lin San was stunned: "How do you know?" The soldier in front of him was just a mortal, and logically speaking, he shouldn't find out that he was an immortal cultivator.

The soldier pointed to the mirror on his chest: "As long as an immortal cultivator passes through the city gate, this mirror will automatically glow." ”

"I see. Lin San had a sudden look on his face.

"Senior, you shouldn't be an immortal cultivator from Wind Pool City, right?" the soldier asked respectfully.

Lin San nodded: "I'm passing by here, and I plan to go to the city to rest for a while." ”

The soldier took out a token from his arms and handed it to Lin San: "This is the pass token for entering and exiting Fengchi City, please put it away from the seniors." After saying that, the soldier dodged away and asked Lin San to enter the city.

Lin San thanked him and walked into the city gate with his feet raised.

Inside the city gate is a wide bluestone road, lined with attics, and a group of men and women in gorgeous clothes slowly wander along the road.

Along the way, Lin San didn't find a single immortal cultivator.

"Fellow Daoists, please stay!" suddenly came a shout from behind him.

Lin San turned around and saw a short man walking towards him, and with his divine sense, he found that this short man was actually a cultivator of the Jindan period.

"Hello, Daoyou!" the short man arched his hand towards Lin San.

"Hello. Lin San nodded politely.

"Daoyou has just entered the city, right?" The short man had very small eyes, some freckles on his face, dark skin, and an ugly appearance.

"Yes, I just entered the city. Lin San didn't hide it.

"It's no wonder that Daoist friends wander around the mortal area, it seems that you don't know much about the rules here, right?" the short man laughed.

Lin San was stunned for a moment: "What rules." ”

"Oh, that's right, this city is divided into two parts, one is the area where mortals live, and the other is the area where immortal cultivators stay, and the place where Daoist friends are now is the mortal area. The short man explained: "There are rules in the city that immortal cultivators are not harassed by the mortal zone, and violators will be punished. ”

"I'm from out of town, so I don't really know the rules here. Lin San pleaded for himself.

The short man smiled: "The so-called ignorant are not guilty, and Daoist friends don't have the intention to violate the rules of the city, I don't think those law enforcers will trouble you, Daoist friends will follow me to the area where immortal cultivators live now." ”

Lin San nodded and agreed.

The short man turned and flew toward the west side of the city.

Lin San hurriedly followed.

The mortal people wandering below did not have a trace of surprise on their faces when they saw the short man and Lin San flying away, as if they were used to seeing this kind of scene.

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The short man flew slowly and introduced his name and identity to Lin San.

According to the short man himself, his name is Pan Changhe, and he is the guide messenger of the city, and his main job is to lead the foreign immortal cultivators to the right area, and today Pan Changhe was cultivating in the secret room, and suddenly received a message from the soldiers at the south gate, saying that an alien immortal cultivator had entered Fengchi City, and Pan Changhe immediately ended his cultivation and came to find Lin San.

Lin San asked a few more questions about Wind Pool City, and Pan Changhe answered them in detail.

This Wind Pond City has a history of tens of thousands of years, and it is a city where immortal cultivators and mortals live together, the south and north sides of the city belong to the mortal area, and the east and west sides belong to the area where immortal cultivators live.

The current city lord is called the Ice and Snow Fairy, a monk in the late Yuan Infant, and also an extremely beautiful woman, the origin of this Ice and Snow Fairy is very peculiar, more than a hundred years ago, the Ice and Snow Fairy suddenly descended on Fengchi City, and defeated the city lord Sikong Tu in three moves, and directly took the throne of the city lord, at first, the immortal cultivators in the city were very unconvinced, but after seeing the Ice and Snow Fairy's magical powers, everyone did not dare to come forward again.

After more than a hundred years of layout, the Ice and Snow Fairy has cultivated a large number of henchmen in Wind Pool City, and now Wind Pool City has been firmly in the hands of the Ice and Snow Fairy.

There are more than a dozen Yuanying monks in the city, most of them are in the early stage of the Yuanying realm, most of these Yuanying monks hold important positions in the city, such as elders, punishment envoys, etc., there are more Jindan cultivators in the city, there can be hundreds, more than half of them are foreigners, and the rest are immortal cultivators in the foundation period of Qi training, according to statistics, so far, there are tens of thousands of immortal cultivators in Fengchi City who practice Qi and build the foundation.

After flying for a while, a tall city wall appeared in front of him, this city wall was even taller and more majestic than the southern city wall that Lin San had seen just now.

"After this city wall, it belongs to the area where immortal cultivators live. Pan Changhe said with a smile.

Lin San nodded, and followed Pan Changhe and flew over the tall and majestic city wall.

The buildings within the walls are similar to those of the mortal quarters, with a few storeys of attics, but one thing is better than the mortal quarters, and that is that the streets are more spacious and smooth.

In front of the stands a pagoda more than ten stories high, on the spire of a dazzling pearl, this is the day, if it is changed to night, the light emitted by the pearl will be extraordinarily gorgeous, dazzling.

"What is that tower for, it's very imposing!" Lin San asked.

"Oh, that tower is the abode of the lord of the city. Pan Changhe introduced: "Another point, you have to remember that the tower is a forbidden area within a radius of ten miles, and no one is allowed to approach, you usually have nothing to do, it is best not to wander around the tower, so as not to encounter unnecessary trouble." ”

"I see. Lin San responded.

Pan Changhe led Lin San to a three-story wooden attic, there was a plaque hanging on the door frame of the attic, and the plaque read "Registration Office" three big characters, Pan Changhe walked into the attic, and said to Lin San: "All new immortal cultivators must come here to register their names and receive waist cards, and then they can walk freely in the city." ”

Lin San crooked his mouth and said in his heart: There are really a lot of rules here.

"Senior Pan, you're here!" a man dressed in white stood up from a table.

Pan Changhe nodded, stretched out his hand and pointed at Lin San: "Register this fellow Daoist." ”

The man in white glanced at Lin San and hurriedly greeted respectfully: "Hello senior." ”

Lin San smiled slightly: "Hello." ”

The man in white took out a piece of white paper and a brush from the table: "Senior, please write your name and origin on the paper." ”