After returning the items, we pretended to be sad and low-key.

It must be fast. If the hidden strong man went in and checked in curiously, he found that the treasures inside were empty and demonic energy emerged. I wonder if he would go wild?

After leaving Jiutian Xuan Palace, we left this place without stopping and headed straight to the nearest city.

Half an hour later, a magnificent and ancient city with golden light released by the city walls appeared before our eyes.

"Damn, isn't this city wall made of gold?" Although the fat man was no longer as obsessed with money before, his eyes couldn't help but lit up.

"Haha, where do you get so much gold? Besides, do you think that in the eyes of these cultivators who claim to be immortals, they will take gold to heart?" Ren Shuai complained.

"It's true, so gold is here, only for building walls!" The fat man was stubborn.

I can't laugh or cry. I use gold to build a wall? If I don't say anything, then the hardness is not enough, right? Any practitioner in this world can slap a large piece with one palm, which is useful for a hair!

"A high-level Buddhist practitioner can enter the city directly or take two followers. Low-level mixed bloodline practitioners need to pay one hundred golden spirit stones to enter the city. Ordinary ghost practitioners need to pay ten golden spirit stones."

The two cultivators wearing armor were guarding the gate. They were both powerful and first-level cultivators of the True God’s Golden. It was a waste to guard the gate.

Both of them glanced at Fatty Yuwei and me with contempt, and instead rushed up to Lei Xiang respectfully nodded and saluted.

"Damn it, let's see people be low!" The fat man was angry. He was always walking sideways in the Yin-Yang world. When he came here, he was despised and despised all the way. No matter how good his temper was, he was angry.

"Why, I am a low-level bloodline, and I am not allowed to tell me?" The guard in the square face had a bad temper and immediately became unhappy and angrily criticized the fat man.

I laughed. These guys who are not good at seeing each other are indeed looking down on people.

Even Yuwei and I were a little unhappy. Seeing this, Lei Xiang was even more angry than being humiliated by others. He directly released the Buddha's light, making the city shrouded under the dazzling golden Buddha light...

"Don't be angry with the guests, it is because I am not strict in the control of the people, which has caused you to be wronged."

A sound suddenly came from the sky that was like thunder, but others turned a deaf ear to it.

"Master!"

This is a real strong man, and this breath is at least above us.

Although the scale of this city is not as large as that of the ghost world in the Yin-Yang World, it should be considered a big city in this place.

Even if he is not the city lord, he is still a strong man who is comparable to the city lord. It is not surprising that his strength reaches the semi-chaotic realm.

The next moment, a figure that was illuminated by the Buddha's light of Lei Xiang appeared in the air in a daze, as if the gods were descending. It was directly in the momentum, and it made people feel fearful.

However, this person should not deliberately shock us, but the momentum that cannot be concealed.

"Why do I think this person looks familiar?" Ren Shuai frowned. Although the memory of the King of Hell had basically been restored, there were too many people the King of Hell had seen, and it was normal that he could not remember it for a moment.

"I don't know people, but why do I look like I've learned from history..."

"Confucius!"

Fatty Yuwei and Ren Shuai almost spoke in unison.

I'll go!

Absolutely, this guy is Confucius, the legendary Confucian sage!

We looked at each other, too lazy to be with merely guarding the sanitation, and looked at Confucius who was coming to the sky in a daze.

No need to guess, this saint's strength is definitely above us! Not to mention killing us instantly, he can suppress any of us!

Of course, after all, Confucius has been practicing for so many years, and with his status as a saint, talent and cultivation speed, he must be very terrifying.

"I never thought that for more than two thousand years, I could still see the younger generations on earth." Confucius' face was rosy and fell in front of us. He was not very excited, but his tone was sighing.

The two guards around should have been blocked and knelt down blankly, looking at us, but couldn't hear what Confucius was saying.

"You... are the saint of Confucius?" The fat man hasn't been so serious for a long time. His regular appearance can be described as dignified.

"The saint dare not be a saint, I am just a cultivator, you are welcome." Confucius looked at us with a smile, made a gesture of invitation, and welcomed us into the city.

With the fearful eyes of the two guards watching, the fat man walked in with his head held high and his chest held high.

Yuwei and I were very calm, and we couldn't be interested in and had two guards.

"I dare to ask how many of you, how to enter this semi-chaotic space?" After entering the city, I received exaggerated attention along the way, but everyone was automatically diverted and avoided them. I should not be able to hear our conversation clearly.

When we told Confucius about the passage, he was silent for a moment before shook his head and said, "So that's it!"

Confucius told us that after he became a saint through Confucianism and attained enlightenment, he ascended to this place. At that time, there were not so many city tribes, and there were relatively few ordinary practitioners, most of them were so-called "immortals" ascended from major worlds.

After entering here for five hundred years, Confucius and sages have conquered the city with their wisdom of being wise and foolish, and their introverted but terrifying strength and become the master of the city.

However, this place is not called the city lord, but the immortal lord.

There is more than one immortal in a city, but only the one who can be a venerable is the one who ruled the city.

The reason why Confucius became the lord of this city was mainly to have a stable place to live and practice, as well as the plan for the entire world where we were.

"On the contrary, the ascenators from our No. 8 space have joined the Eight Immortal Alliance and united together to have a place in this place where there are so many strong people..."

The Eight Immortals in the Eight Immortals Alliance are naturally different from the Eight Immortals in the legend of the world of life. The Eight Immortals represent the code name of our Yin-Yang Great World in this space, the No. 8 Yin-Yang Great World, or the No. 8 space.

Immortals represent the identities of all ascenators by nature, so they are called the Eight Immortal Alliance.

According to Confucius and sages, although there are more than 100,000 cultivators in our Eight Immortal Alliance, they are not the strongest, and they are not even considered to be a medium-sized person!

"So weak?" Ren Shuai was so amused and crying.

"Is this the Lord of Hell?" Confucius sage nodded at Ren Shuai. Although he had never seen it, he confirmed Ren Shuai's identity through some details.

“That’s right.”

Seeing Ren Shuai nodding, the sage Confucius showed a relieved expression.
Chapter completed!