Chapter 882: All People Cultivate Immortals (3)

"Go and knock on the door first." The leading man pretended to be calm and said.

The ghost-masked man hesitated for a long time before walking to the gate of Floating Light City with a dazed heart. Just as he was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, he suddenly noticed that there was a note pasted on the closed gate.

[The one who rings the bell opens, the one who knocks gets out. 】

"..." The ghost-masked man had a ghostly expression on his face, and then he saw that there was a huge copper bell hanging from the top of the city gate, and a hemp rope was dropped under the bell.

"Damn it, is this the Floating Light City?" The ghost-masked man couldn't help muttering. If it was the past, he would never pay attention to what was written on the note, but now the city in front of him has changed from scratch. His feet were so weird that even he couldn't help wondering whether he had gone to the wrong place.

Feeling guilty, the ghost-masked man could only drag the hemp rope honestly and rang the copper bell.

The distant and ancient sound echoed in the sky, the sound of the copper bell was not harsh, but had a power to calm the soul.

After the ringing of the bell, the closed door finally opened slowly. A middle-aged man wearing a blue-gray strange robe and a hair crown on his head was holding a wooden stick half an arm long in his hand. With long, thick white hair...

The ghost-faced man's eyeballs almost popped out.

What the hell is this!

The middle-aged man with the weird thing was stunned for a moment when he saw the ghost-faced man outside, but soon he came back to his senses, and said with a straight face: "This fellow Taoist who came from afar, is there any chance for you to come back?" What's the matter?"

Fellow?

What's that?

The ghost-masked man felt that his brain was about to run out, but he still bite the bullet and said: "I am the envoy of Yan Luodian, and I come to Fuguang... City in the name of the lord of the hall. I have something to discuss..."

When talking about the three words "Fuguangcheng", the tone of the ghost-masked man was obviously stuck. He subconsciously raised his head to look at the huge word "Heavenly Court" on the top of the tower, and said with a guilty conscience: "This is the floating city. Light City, right??"

The middle-aged man was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said: "This used to be the Floating Light City, you did not go wrong."

"That's good, that's good." The ghost-masked man heaved a sigh of relief.

But the doubts in my heart are even more abundant.

This is the Floating Light City, but...why is it completely different from the memory?

The ghost-masked man was still at a loss, but the middle-aged man in the city said: "I am a visitor from afar, but please wait a moment, I have to inform the queen before I can let him go."

"Okay." The ghost-masked man nodded.

The city gate that had just been opened was closed again, the ghost-masked man rubbed his nose in bewilderment, resigned himself to his fate, and said to the leading man, "Captain, this is the Floating Light City."

"..." The leading man's eyes were also slightly dazed.

"This Floating Light City...how did it suddenly become like this?"

"I don't know either." The ghost-masked man shook his head.

The mood of the leading man is very complicated. Not long ago, they heard that the Zhaixing Building and the Floating Light City had a fight, but the result was unexpected. The three young masters of the Zhaixing Building with thousands of strong soldiers fled in defeat, with their knees still on their knees. After being chopped into pieces, the most unremarkable Floating Light City in Xiaoyao Valley won a complete victory. This news really surprised people.

You know, in Xiaoyao Valley, although it looks like a three-legged confrontation on the surface, no matter whether it is Yan Luodian or Zhaixing Building, they have never paid attention to Floating Light City.