At dusk, the dark horse suddenly neighed. Wu Xiangyuan quickly woke up from his understanding of soul power. When he opened his eyes, he saw a huge castle in the distance, which was the castle. Because those buildings were not the architectural styles of other big cities in the Ming Dynasty, but the obvious Western Regions style. When Wu Xiangyuan saw it, he knew it was Dunhuang City and couldn't help but feel excited.
"Xiao Hei, hurry up, let's go into the city sooner." Wu Xiangyuan said happily, and took out a few spiritual beast pills to feed the black horse. Seeing this, the black horse was happy and neighed and ran away.
The outline of the city is getting bigger and bigger, and his grandeur gradually becomes prominent, and Wu Xiangyuan's heart is also getting more and more shocked, because this city is not as bad as Wu Xiangyuan's holy city as the Mongol Empire, with an average size and domineering aura. Of course, this is just a distance, and I don't know it from a close distance.
Wu Xiangyuan's speed was very fast, but it took more than half an hour from the beginning when he saw Dunhuang City and was approaching Dunhuang City for 100 miles. Therefore, Wu Xiangyuan couldn't help but remembered the words of running to the mountain to death.
However, at this moment, he took the dark horse into the place where the Danfeng Ding Palace raised spirit beasts, and then called out another white horse for transportation, because the dark horse was too eye-catching. If the people in Dunhuang City saw it, he would definitely become the target of public criticism.
As soon as the dark horse entered the Danfeng Cauldron, it neighed happily. All the other horses became timid when they heard this. Seeing this, the dark horse walked towards the warehouse where there were grass and ate with satisfaction.
Wu Xiangyuan couldn't help but shake his head and smile when he saw the dark horse's appearance. However, he just smiled and followed the three sisters of the Gong family. After all, he hadn't contacted them for several days and wanted to report his safety. However, seeing that they were all practicing, he couldn't disturb him, so he rode his horse towards the gate of Dunhuang City.
A hundred miles away, although it was only used to travel with a white horse, it only took more than a minute. From a distance, Wu Xiangyuan saw the three huge words "Dunhuang City" engraved on the tall city gate. These three words were written in ancient words, which shows the ancient city.
As soon as he saw these three words, Wu Xiangyuan's mind was suddenly attracted, and a strong sandy mood suddenly surged into his heart. He seemed to have fallen into the world of yellow sand, with the violent and subsided characteristics of sand coming one after another.
It seemed that after a long time, Wu Xiangyuan's mind came out of those three words. When he woke up, he realized that his mind had only been attracted for more than ten breaths.
However, he found that his sand artistic conception had reached the state of great success in such a short time, which made him ecstatic. Therefore, he couldn't help but thank the person who wrote these three words.
But he didn't know who this person was. I'm afraid no one in the world knew about it, because no one in the world today knew how Dunhuang City came about.
But everyone knows that Dunhuang City is a veritable ancient city. It existed before people discovered it. Finally, people entered Dunhuang City one after another to settle, and then they had their current appearance.
Although many changes have taken place in Dunhuang City after countless generations, the main buildings and styles of Dunhuang City have not changed much, and its size has never changed.
In the city, Wu Xiangyuan also saw a huge building from afar, dozens of feet taller than the city wall, in the shape of a dome tower, and white all over it. It is a typical mosque building. This building gave Wu Xiangyuan a strong visual impact. He felt that this building was countless times taller and more magnificent than the palace in the center of the holy city of the Mongol Empire.
Wu Xiangyuan soon arrived at the Dunhuang city. Standing at the Dunhuang city, Wu Xiangyuan couldn't help but feel insignificant. The city wall was even higher than Jianggele City, the holy city of the Mongolian Empire, at least thirty feet high. All the city walls were made of huge sandy yellow rocks, and they rarely looked solemn and simplicity.
When he arrived at the city gate, Wu Xiangyuan got off the horse and then prepared to pay the fee to enter the city, but was stopped by the guard: "You need to register to enter the city."
"Register? OK," Wu Xiangyuan replied, and then walked to a registration table next to the city gate. However, he was still a little puzzled, because he saw that many people did not need to register when entering the city, and they did not need to register in other cities. However, he ignored these things, as long as he could enter the city.
"What's the name? Where's the person?" asked the registered guard.
"In Xiayuanwu, a native of Qinghetun under the jurisdiction of Mushan City." Wu Xiangyuan replied that of course he would not use his true identity, and his accent had also been changed to this unique accent in the northwest.
"It takes ten taels of silver to enter the city, and you can enter the city after paying the fee." The registered guard immediately released the person after hearing Wu Xiangyuan's accent, because he felt that Wu Xiangyuan must be a native of the northwest, otherwise his northwest accent would not be so strong. However, he still recorded Wu Xiangyuan's appearance very clearly, so Wu Xiangyuan felt even more puzzled.
Wu Xiangyuan said thanking and led the white horse into Dunhuang City. As soon as he entered Dunhuang City, the first thing that made Wu Xiangyuan feel visual impact was that the dome tower of a typical mosque that was as high as fifty or sixty feet tall stood in the center of the city.
The three large words "mosque" are written vertically on the building, and these three words are also written in ancient texts. Seeing these three words, Wu Xiangyuan actually feels peaceful, which makes people feel very comfortable and a holy feeling.
Dunhuang City is extremely prosperous. At first glance, there are all Western-style buildings. Apart from this, there are no other styles of buildings. Therefore, Wu Xiangyuan can conclude that this city should have been a building built for the people of the Western Regions.
However, now the city is a multi-ethnic living together, with people wearing various costumes constantly traveling through the streets, and the races are also somewhat different. Half of the people who are ethnic minorities in the Western Regions are from other places, so Wu Xiangyuan felt very novel when he saw it.
Wu Xiangyuan also discovered that there were no houses in Dunhuang City with wood as the main material, and all were made of stones. Of course, the stones were mainly sandy yellow rocks, but a small number of them were also made of white stones.
When Wu Xiangyuan walked closer, he found that this was not rock at all, but white jade steel rock, which was so luxurious. You should know that white jade steel rock is a very rare top-grade building material. It is not only beautiful, but also very durable and not easy to be destroyed and eroded.
The sky darkened shortly after Wu Xiangyuan entered Dunhuang City. Seeing this, Wu Xiangyuan could only find an inn to stay and wait for the next day to set off tomorrow morning.
Just as Wu Xiangyuan settled down and settled down, several horses of dusty horses drove into Dunhuang City when the city gate was about to close. These people looked a little depressed and obviously looked very expensive.
When one of them arrived at the gate of Dunhuang City, he talked to the registered guard for a while, and took the registration roster from the guard, and then hurried into the city to rest. Is that guy going to check for any information?
If Wu Xiangyuan was there, he would definitely know these people, Nangong Wuhen and others who almost took his life on the prairie. Unexpectedly, they also arrived in Dunhuang City. However, these people obviously underestimated the speed of Wu Xiangyuan's dark horse, so they were all a little disappointed, because, along the way, they did not find any trace of Wu Xiangyuan.