Star Trace Gate

Chapter 722: The Mysterious Man Disappeared

A group of thirteen people traveled in the night and soon arrived at the magnificent and majestic Chaolong City Gate.

An ancient city wall, hundreds of feet high, stands between two high mountains, blocking the way forward. The wall is mottled, covered with moss and vines, like a silent history book of time.

The mottled city walls emitted the dim light of a city defense formation. Above the three huge arched city gates, there was a plaque that was difficult for ordinary people to see clearly even if they tried their best to look up - on it were four large characters "Chaolong City Gate".

Old Liu stared blankly at the hundred-foot-high city wall and couldn't help asking, "Brother Mingquan, are all the previous city lords here cowardly? Even more cowardly than my King Huai? They are afraid that someone will break in and overturn their desks...!"

"What do you mean?" Mingquan was a little confused.

"This city is a fourth-grade place, and it has such a magnificent city defense formation. Why do they have to build the city wall like a nightshade?!" Old Liu curled his lips and said, "Three or four hundred meters high, connected to the green mountains at both ends, widened and enlarged... Isn't this too exaggerated?"

"Brother, to be honest with you, I don't know what kind of personality the previous city lords had, but the current city lord... is indeed more cautious. However, when you are in the city, don't say that he has no eggs. Be careful with your words and actions, otherwise it is easy to bring about a disaster of death." Mingquan lowered his voice and said, "My Jiuli Continent is a place of war everywhere. It is common to destroy countries, clans and families. Although Chaolong City has heavy taxes, it can ensure the safety of the people. Therefore, building this city wall a little higher is beneficial to the people."

Ren Ye also warned him after hearing this: "You better keep your mouth shut and don't talk nonsense everywhere. Otherwise, if you get into trouble, you will know what it means to sell out your teammates at the speed of light."

"Ah."

Old Liu sneered when he heard this: "My emotional intelligence is so high, do I need you to remind me?"

"We've reached the checkpoint, let's go in." Mingquan called out, "The highest gate in the center is only for the Taoist priests of the Xianlan Sect and the city lord's family. The high gate on the right is for city officials, and we can just go through the shortest gate on the left."

"it is good."

Ren nodded slightly, and followed Mingquan and the other seven brothers into the small gate on the far left of the city gate.

The city wall was a hundred feet high and nearly a hundred steps thick. As soon as Ren entered, he felt a cold and damp air, as well as a faint smell of blood. In short, it made people feel very uncomfortable.

After passing through the arch bridge and corridor, everyone saw the scenery inside the city. However, it was already late at night and the candlelight was dim. All they could see was the outline of a huge city and some towering buildings.

Near the entrance of the corridor on the inner side of the city, there stood hundreds of Chaolong city guards wearing black armor and holding black spears. These people were in neat formation, standing straight at their posts, without looking around or whispering to each other. They were obviously experienced soldiers.

The entrance to the city was blocked by several thick wooden planks, so Ren Ye and the others could only turn left and enter the houses for returning home, which were unique to Chaolong City Pass.

The interior of the Guixianghu checkpoint was not big, and its structure was similar to that of various regular checkpoints. This made Ren feel as if he had mistakenly entered a customs office.

In the house, there were a dozen soldiers drinking at a round table on the south side. Judging from the style of the armor they were wearing, they should be the leaders of the city guards. In addition, next to the exit of the city gate, there was a long table, and behind the table sat an extremely ugly Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest looked to be about thirty years old, dressed in a white Taoist robe. He looked like a Prime Minister Turtle, with shifty eyes and a somewhat arrogant look.

Mingquan whispered to everyone nearby, "Did you see the white jade pendant hanging around the Taoist's waist?"

"I saw it."

Ren also nodded slightly.

"Wearing jade on the waist is a symbol of Xianlan Sect's membership. The brighter and more golden the jade pendant is, the higher the person's status in the sect." Mingquan introduced: "His jade pendant is too pale and has no bright color. This means that his status in the sect is not high. He should be an ordinary disciple in the miscellaneous courtyard. However, even if he is an ordinary disciple... he is not someone we can afford to offend. Brother Huai Wang, you only need to remember one iron rule in your heart. That is, you can offend anyone in this place, but you cannot offend the Xianlan Sect's disciples."

"Oh."

Ren also replied somewhat helplessly.

"Let's go, we just need to wait in line." Mingquan greeted.

Everyone followed him forward, stood behind a dozen or so magical practitioners who were also returning home, and began to wait quietly.

Although it was already night, there were still some people returning home. This showed that Chaolong City was indeed quite large, with a large number of people, and that the city lord and Xianlan Sect were both local emperors who made money without doing anything.

After waiting in line for about a quarter of an hour, it was finally the turn of Ren Ye and others to go through customs procedures.

The Taoist priest who looked like a tortoise-like prime minister shook his sleeves in a self-conscious manner, picked up the teacup, and said in a long voice: "How many people are returning home?"

Mingquan immediately walked over like an old eunuch who had just been castrated, bowing and nodding, and said humbly: "Report to the Taoist priest. There are seven of us returning home, and six of us are visiting friends."

"Seven people are returning home and handing in their homecoming orders. Each person will be charged a homecoming tax of two hundred thousand star sources." The Taoist priest held the teacup without even raising his eyelids.

"well!"

Upon hearing this, Mingquan immediately called out 200,000 star sources from his consciousness space, and urged Ning Bo and several other brothers: "Hurry up, deliver the star sources to the Taoist priest!"

After the words fell, Ning Bo and others silently called out their "hard-earned money" and delivered a full 1.4 million star sources.

"Did anyone die out there?"

Prime Minister Turtle asked again.

Mingquan's eyes dimmed as he said, "Yes. Xing Hong who went with me died in the secret realm...!"

Upon hearing this, Prime Minister Turtle finally showed a hint of joy and exclaimed, "It's been an hour, and finally another person has died outside... I can win the bet tonight. Very good, very good. Come on, pay him another 400,000 yuan in tax for dying in a foreign land."

When Old Liu heard this, he was so angry that he almost got mastitis. He looked at Prime Minister Turtle with disgust, gnashing his teeth and sending a message to Ren Ye: "I really want to punch him into a living turtle!! Damn it... He didn't have a cerebral thrombosis for ten years before he could come up with this bullshit tax for dying in a foreign land."

"What's the difference between this and robbery?! Damn Chaolong City Lord and the Xianlan Sect, they really deserve to die!"

The Northeastern hero was somewhat indignant at this moment.

Ren Ye was also a little curious, and then sent a voice message to Ming Quan: "Brother, if there is no Xingyuan to pay the tax for dying in a foreign land, what will happen?"

Mingquan sighed and replied, "Alas, they have their reasons for collecting this tax. The master of your family died outside, so who can you rely on to protect your wife and children? There is only the glorious and majestic Lord City Lord and the Xianlan Sect that has suppressed this place for a thousand years! But why should they protect you for no reason? The only way is... to hand over the Star Source and ask for asylum."

"The kindness in this world has a price. If you don't burn incense, even the compassionate Buddha won't bother to pay attention to you... let alone this secular sect."

He replied helplessly and numbly, and then paid 400,000 yuan of tax for Hong Ge in advance. This star source was not taken out from Hong Ge's gold digger's relic box, but was collected by the seven brothers.

Upon hearing this, Ren Ye just smiled helplessly and didn't say much.

Prime Minister Turtle was born in a humble family. He took the exams for ten consecutive years in Haoyue City before he was admitted to Xianlan Sect and became a nobody in the chores. He had mediocre qualifications and no hope of promotion. He was bullied in the sect and anyone who saw him could mock him. That was why he was sent here to collect money and handle some mundane matters.

However, this person who was only worthy of being bullied in the sect, now put on a white robe and a jade pendant on his waist, and suddenly transformed himself into a high and mighty master.

The difference between people is sometimes just a matter of "disguise". The 1000-level player looks down on the 500-level player, but if the 500-level player can also get into the 1000-level selection team, even if the player has not opened for three years and has spider webs, he can still say to the outside world that he is also a 1000-level player.

She could even look back and look down on the 500 big arenas where she had fought so hard.

After Prime Minister Turtle collected the Star Sources from Mingquan and the others, he put down his teacup and said, "Visitor tax: 50,000 Star Sources per person. The time limit is one month, but you are not allowed to do business, travel to secret realms, etc... If you are discovered, you should know the consequences, right?!"

"I know, I know." Mingquan nodded and said, "I have already explained it in detail to these brothers."

"Deliver it, receive the order, and register it." Prime Minister Turtle seemed too lazy to say a word to Mingquan.

"well……!"

Upon hearing this, Mingquan was about to pay the visitor tax on behalf of Ren Ye and others, and then take the order.

"Forget it, we'll pay for it ourselves." Although Ren Ye has the nickname Ren Ba Pi and is extremely shameless, he still can't squeeze the hard-earned money of Ming Quan and others.

His principle of cutting leeks is to only cut the rich ones, and forget about the poor brothers. Mingquan and the other seven people have been traveling outside for almost two years. Every star source is not easy to come by. These six people are 300,000, which is too much of a burden for them.

What's more, Ren Ye's trip was not only to visit Hong Ge's family, but also to travel around Xingshan, so there was no reason to let others pay for it.

If others can't pay, then everyone can pay...

Ren Ye turned around slightly and said to Master Chu, Yin Hu and others with a smile: "Aa, 50,000 per person, everyone pay for the star source."

"?!" Master Chu looked confused, as if to say, "What the hell are you thinking?"

Yin Hu was also confused, and replied in a voice transmission: "Brother, we came to visit Xingshan with you. It's good enough that I didn't ask you for money!"

Ren also squinted at him: "Isn't Brother Hong your brother? Is he? I just want to ask you if he is...?!"

Yinhu was offline for three breaths, nodded slightly and said: "Yes, don't say anything, I'll pay the fifty thousand."

"But...Master Daoye, I don't know Ah Hong!" Master Daoye Chu emphasized.

"Oh, you make sense. It's right not to hand it over. Okay, then you can go back." Ren Ye nodded slightly.

"Fuck you, Wuliang Tianzun, are you speaking human language?" Master Chu collapsed.

"Don't be so stingy." Ren also had many reasons: "In this place, wealth cannot be revealed. If I spend 300,000 star sources by myself, then Prime Minister Turtle will think I am very rich... Maybe there will be other troubles."

When everyone heard this, they all cursed, but still paid 50,000 each.

After handing in the star source, Ren Ye and the other six people were registered in the register, which recorded some information such as who they were going to visit and where they lived.

After logging in, they were forced to release a strand of divine consciousness into the original visitor order. But Ren was very resistant to this rule, even more than paying money on the spot, so he secretly asked the God Child to do some tricks, replacing the divine consciousness of the six people with the residual souls and divine consciousness that had been devoured by the God Child...

In this way, the six of them did not leave any spiritual aura here, nor did they leave any traces.

The visitor order is divided into two parts. One is the original order, which is responsible for storing and imprisoning a wisp of the visitor's divine consciousness to prevent these people from committing crimes in the city and escaping after breaking the law. If they have this thing, they can use this divine consciousness to perceive and track. The second is the holding order.

The function of the warrant is very simple. After the visitor pays the visitor tax, holding this thing is equivalent to having an identity in Chaolong City. When the time to visit friends is up, he can leave the city after handing over the warrant.