After Ningxia talked to Zhenjun Yuanheng that day, he made a lot of decisions.

Obviously, the elders also know the evil things in southern Xinjiang. Since they knew it, they finally chose to come in, and they must have their own arrangements. In this way, Ningxia has settled down.

Moreover, the existence of the red diamond rope temporarily solved this problem. Ningxia is not as anxious as before. She only secretly warned herself not to walk around. This area obviously hides some unknown secrets.

After resting at the inn for a day, the Wuhua Sect finally left the inn and entered the inner city to officially find a place to rent.

Not to mention anything else, the main city located in the center of southern Xinjiang has a unique flavor of Jiangnan water town.

This continent is different from the country in Ningxia's previous life, and there is no obvious climate difference in different places. The climate in the southeastern border is similar, with four distinct seasons, dryness and humidity, and the landscape seems to be similar everywhere.

But here in southern Xinjiang, they had a taste of the unique customs and customs of the water town.

The white walls and green tiles along the road, the weeping willows on the small bridge, and the girls passing by were all wearing a clean and refreshing gauze dress, holding a paper umbrella, and half of their beautiful faces appeared and made the woman's soft and beautiful look vividly.

The edge of the bluestone slab rolled on the moss was a bit dazzling, and it burst out with a burst of vitality against the crystal dewdrops.

If it weren't for the unexplained magnetic field here, this place would be a well-deserved tourist destination.

But with the problem of spiritual power loss, this pleasant place has a mysterious inside and outside in Ningxia's eyes.

"Wow--"

"When I was buying things, I asked the little girl. It is said that the reconstruction of southern Xinjiang was built according to the prototype of the remaining buildings. Especially the nearby ancillary islands and outer cities were rebuilt one by one." He Haigong passed by a small stall and would buy things when he saw something interesting. Soon he heard a little gossip and came back.

The death of Shenluo Sect back then, the victors burned, killed, and plundered the enemy. The civil strife in southern Xinjiang evolved into a melee, and it took nearly a thousand years to completely calm down.

This melee also produced a group of winners, who replaced the Shenluo Sect and became the ruler of this land. Although it was no longer the only one he had ever been, it was also gradually recovering by relying on the foundation of this land.

Now, looking at this land is quite good. The prosperous scenery is so beautiful that it has never seen at all that it has been riddled with holes and sufferings it has encountered.

It is said that the families in power are all the surviving families of the Shenluo Sect back then, and they have special plots for the Shenluo Sect. Even if the prosperity has ended many years later and the glory of the past has long been turned into a piece of loess, they still miss the past that they cannot go back to.

Therefore, when the restoration was made, in addition to the central parcel, the landscape and scenery in the area, including the outside of the main city, were rebuilt according to the appearance of that year.

That is, what the places like the Shenluo Sect looked like back then, and what these places looked like now.

However, the inner city, which is the place where the Shenluo Sect was sected back then, was not restored, but was handed over to various families and redistributed and built. It is now a settlement for the upper-class monks in the southern border, and ordinary monks rarely see the scene.

A group of disciples from Wuhua Sect rented an inn called "Siyilou" near the inner circle of the main city.

The boss's father used to be a choreographer in the Wuhua Sect. Because of his ordinary talent, he later left the clan according to the rules and accidentally moved to the southern Xinjiang area. Later, he married an ordinary woman from southern Xinjiang, started a family and started a career, and gradually made such a decent industry.

Siyilou is also a very famous new inn outside the main city, and it is even comparable to some old local inns.

When the other party heard that they were from Wuhua Sect, they were so enthusiastic that they arranged the best rooms for all the disciples of Wuhua Sect. Then they mobilized the staff from the entire inn to help arrange the disciples.

After a while, the dusty people enjoyed the spacious and comfortable room, the hot water and the usual flavorful spiritual food in the Wuhua Site. It was just that.

As we arrived all the way, everyone was really tired and really needed some rest.

The True Lords explained the precautions and dispersed the team, allowing everyone to move freely. Seeing that the elders seemed to have their own tasks to do, the younger disciples did not dare to be out of line, so they naturally agreed to the warnings from the elders.

But as soon as the person left, some brave ones ran out of the inn like a joy and had fun.

"Zhenjun and the others are really relieved? They let go of everyone in an instant. What if something happens?" Jin Lin shook his head.

Perhaps because he experienced Xunyang City, he was more sensitive to safety.

On weekdays, when I was in the sect, I would accompany the disciples from the Formation Hall when I went out alone, for fear that they would be unlucky outside and encounter unexpected problems.

Seeing those fellow disciples turn their heads and throw the instructions of Yanyang Zhenjun and others aside, they look disagreeable.

"Ahai, don't worry. The brothers and sisters who came this time are all capable, and they are smart and capable. If we are old-fashioned, we may not be as good as our young people when we encounter problems."

"Besides, before coming, the sect also divided the teams for us. There were elderly and sensible monks following us, so there would be no trouble."

The fewest disciples of the True Lord Yuanheng, that is, the dozen people in the Formation Hall, and the Ningxia and others who already had quotas were included. There was basically no need to worry, and they just formed a team roughly and were consuled by Mingjing Zhenren.

However, this team supervised the "in name only", and True Lord Yuanheng temporarily borrowed the people away. Now Jin Lin is temporarily in charge of the disciples, but he feels that his abilities are limited and he dare not lead this group of Xiao Qingneng, who has mixed cultivation, to visit outside.

So Ningxia, He Haigong and Jin Lin, the three most highly cultivated disciples stayed here to guard the little disciples.

As long as they wait for the Mingjing Zhenren to come back, they will have nothing to do. They have a certain level of cultivation and can let go of the wind and go for a walk nearby.

"When will Master Mingjing come back? I also want to go out for a walk..." He Haigong sighed.

"I don't know. Don't think about it. Just accompany us here to see people. If a junior brother runs away, Master Mingjing will definitely scold us to death when he comes back."

"Oh, I finally had the opportunity to take a look at the legendary southern Xinjiang. I don't want to stay in the inn to watch the heads." He Haigong turned his head slightly to look at the crowd coming downstairs.

Siyilou is located on a very lively commercial street outside, which is dedicated to outsiders. The daily traffic is large, and foreign monks wearing different sects' clothing are often there. Of course, there are also many local people, but these people are all targeting the business opportunities here to do business.
Chapter completed!