"These people all have cultivation. There are more than in Tiandu City."
Lin Che walked along the street and discovered that all the residents he met were actually cultivators, whether they were first-rank, second-rank, or third-rank.
In short, they learned how to practice.
In Tiandu City, at least you can meet ordinary people who have no cultivation.
Ye Zheyun explained, "The people here are close to the Great Wall of Fortune, which is a natural advantage. If the Great Wall soldiers don't have silver to buy food, they often use their skills to exchange it."
I see.
Lin Che sighed inexplicably. Are these Great Wall soldiers really that difficult? Do they have to exchange their cultivation techniques for food?
Looking at the snowflakes that were getting bigger and bigger, Lin Che suddenly lost interest in going any further.
Ye Zheyun seemed to have seen through it and spoke at the right time: "Come to the front, I will introduce you to the heir of the Du family, Long Jin. He is a good guy."
Since Ye Zheyun also said that he is a nice person, let’s meet him.
After a while, Long Jin was found in a small inn.
When Lin Che saw Long Jin for the first time, he thought that this person did not look like one of the Eight Gates of the Shrine, but more like the boss of a gang on the streets.
He was a two-meter-tall, very heroic man.
In the inn, I also made charcoal and ate hot pot with a few people and drank wine. The pot of meat was steaming and emitting a cloud of white mist.
Long Jin's mouth was full of oil as he ate, and from time to time he drank with the people at the table.
Lin Che, Ye Zheyun, and Xiangyanghua all walked behind Long Jin, but he was still eating meat and seemed not to notice at all.
"Dragon Gold."
Ye Zheyun reached out and patted Long Jin's shoulder, and then he turned around.
"Hey, Old Ye, haha, Xiao Huahua, you're here too. Come on, come on, I caught a big black dog this time, and it smells amazing."
Long Jin smiled and made room for them, then looked at Lin Che again.
"What's your name, friend?"
"His name is Lin Che..."
"Oh, you are Lin Che. That's great, that's great. From now on, you will be my brother, Long Jin. Eat meat, eat meat."
In just two short sentences, the tone was full of heroism and enthusiasm.
Lin Che remained polite and bowed to Long Jin, saying with a smile, "Thank you for your kindness. Senior Long Jin, please take good care of me in the future."
"Hahaha. No problem. If Yao Tunan is rude to you, just tell me. I'll help you break his legs. Hehe."
Xiangyanghua reminded that Yao Tunan was the successor of Xiumen and was very unpopular.
After a while, several people came out of the inn.
Long Jin actually held the boiling hot iron pot in one hand and the chopsticks in the other, eating as he walked.
Because it was windy and snowy outside, he also circulated his true energy to heat up the pot of meat.
It looks a bit strange.
After Long Jin Kuang swallowed a large mouthful of dog meat, he smacked his lips in satisfaction and said:
"Now that we've found the Death Gate, all those years of waiting aren't in vain. We can finally do something big."
"Yeah!" Ye Zheyun nodded.
Lin Che didn't ask what it was, because she would tell him sooner or later anyway.
He once again paid attention to the pedestrians on the street. There was an inexplicable sense of vigilance and even some ferocity on their faces.
It felt as if Lin Che and the others owed them millions of taels of silver.
As we walked, we suddenly saw three huge palaces standing in a row in front of us. Each palace was three or four hundred meters high, like a mountain peak.
"It's just ahead." Ye Zheyun said in a low voice.
Lin Che suddenly realized that the headquarters of the Eight Gates of the Shrine was ahead.
I didn’t expect it to be set up next to the Great Wall of Fortune.
He couldn't help but let his spiritual consciousness cover him, and suddenly his eyebrows raised. He didn't expect that there were not three palaces, but nine palaces in the shape of a nine-square grid.
Because they are all the same height and size, I thought they were three palaces when I looked at them from the front.
brush!
Lin Che didn't hesitate and appeared in the night sky in a flash.
From this angle, one can clearly see the nine palaces, which exude a unique majesty.
"Is this the Death Gate?"
Lin Che looked towards the palace on the right. Even from such a distance, he could still sense the aura of death emanating from the palace.
It is exactly the same as the Death Gate technique he practiced.
"If this is the Death Gate, then the others are the Opening Gate, Resting Gate, Life Gate, Injury Gate, Cloaking Gate, Viewing Gate, and Shocking Gate."
"What does this palace in the middle represent?"
Lin Che muttered to himself in a low voice.
But Long Jin on the ground heard it and said, "Have you found your Death Gate? From now on, the Death Gate belongs to you. The palace in the middle belongs to Elder Guichen. If there is anything on weekdays, we will meet in the palace in the middle."
Upon hearing this, Lin Che slowly descended from mid-air and asked:
"Why don't you tell me about this old man Guichen, what is his identity?"
"Hahaha. He's a very good old man. He's always searching for the Eight Gates of the Shrine. Anyone who's lost can ask him for advice. You'll see him soon. Let's go back to the Death Gate and rest first."
Several people accompanied Lin Che to the entrance of the Death Gate Palace.
The huge palace gate was tightly closed until everyone approached, and then someone inside slowly opened it.
Boom boom boom!
The palace gate opened, but there was no one inside.
Lin Che simply invited, "Since we've all arrived at the Death Gate Palace, let me, the new owner, treat you all to a feast."
"We won't go in. Each of the eight palaces in the Divine Palace is very special. If we force our way in, our skills will be disrupted. The same goes for you. Don't go to other palaces. The palace in the middle is fine."
I didn't expect there was such a restriction.
In that case, Lin Che didn't bother inviting more people. These people were more familiar with everything here than he was, and they weren't children anymore, so they could just take care of themselves.
Lin Che thanked the few people and walked into the huge Death Gate Palace alone.
As soon as I walked in, I felt that the entire palace was lit up. The entire space was filled with golden light like ribbons, floating and weaving around.
Lin Che looked up and was shocked to find that this palace had no floors at all, but went straight to the top of the palace, which was three or four hundred meters high.
This was the first time Lin Che had encountered such a scene.
He flashed and reached a height of one or two hundred meters. In such a big house, he seemed very small.
Like a bird in a cage!
"Is there nothing in the palace?"
Lin Che was a little puzzled. Was it emptied out? Or was it the same for other people?
He flew back and forth throughout the house, trying to find something special. However, there was really nothing else in the palace, not even a table, chair, or bench.
"Hmm? These light flows are a bit weird!"
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