Next to the dilapidated house, a handsome and innocent girl walked by, her clothes were simple and clean, and her fair face made her like an angel out of the dust in this dirty environment. She was a little hesitant, looking at Mo Liang with a tentative and inquiring gaze.

Mo Liang nodded and raised the key in his hand. However, looking at the airy house on all sides, he smiled bitterly again. What else do you need for this house......

The girl smiled, "It's really! Little brother, we will be neighbors in the future!"

The girl's name is Dou Xiaofei, a small businessman who sells boiled eggs, and her work in this slum is not easy to do, and she has a hard time. However, she did not complain, but was always happy, like a ray of sunshine. As a neighbor, he enthusiastically helped Mo Liang introduce this place, and after following Mo Liang into the dilapidated house unsuspectingly, he also took the initiative to help Mo Liang clean it up.

The former owner of the house was a sloppy and lazy old man who lived on the provisions of the Sanctuary, and had been alone all his life, having been dead for more than two years. However, listening to Dou Xiaofei's description, this old man is also a good old man and does not hate it.

Or Dou Xiaofei, who is alone, has some junior feelings for the old man, so he quickly became familiar with Mo Liang.

Dou Xiaofei has been busy and has been helping Mo Liang clean up the dusty old house.

"Little Brother Mo Liang, although this house is a little dilapidated, it is not bad to clean it up. Don't be disgusted with it, you just came to the Holy Domain, and it is very convenient to have such a foothold!"

Mo Liang kept smiling, and Dou Xiaofei was babbling, which made him feel very relaxed.

"By the way, little brother Mo Liang, how did you come to the Sanctuary?"

"Oh~ I'm here from the Northwest Holy City to participate in the Sacred Domain election. Then, the Government Council sent me here......"

Dou Xiaofei was taken aback, turned around and looked at Mo Liang in surprise, "Sacred Domain Election? So, you are also a very powerful person in the Northwest Holy City, so how did you come here?"

Indeed, for those young Tianjiao, the slums were too far away.

Mo Liang showed a wry smile, "Is it cheap here...... Moreover, the people in the Government Council also said that there was no other suitable place. ”

"How could it be? Recently, the northern sky has been uneven, and the demons are raging, and many houses are empty. Moreover, even in an ordinary year, it won't let you come here these days!" Dou Xiaofei frowned in confusion.

Mo Liang waved his hand, "Forget it, if you come, you will be safe." I think this place is not bad, and it is much easier for me to have a good neighbor like you. He pointed to the house that had become clean and smiled.

"That's it. Dou Xiaofei wrinkled her nose proudly, and when she smiled slightly, she could still see two cute tiger teeth at the corner of her mouth. "However, sooner or later, you will have to leave! We can't keep a powerful Tianjiao kid like you. Before that, let's clean up this place and benefit future generations!"

Dou Xiaofei has a very good personality, and she doesn't feel that there is a big difference between her and Mo Liang, although the days are hard, she also has an ordinary confidence that stands out from the dust.

Led by her, Mo Liang put down the bad impression he had of seeing the house for the first time and began to repair it in earnest. By the time it was getting dark, the airy house looked much better, and despite the patches and tattered everywhere, it was also a reassuring nest.

Dou Xiaofei brought dried meat and water from her own house, and entertained Mo Liang with his first meal in the Holy Domain.

Early the next morning, Mo Liang went out early, and waved to Dou Xiaofei, who was more diligent than him outside the house.

Dou Xiaofei also awakened the stabbing soul, her stabbing soul is a little unique, it is an egg! She looked like she was flipping over a big stone in a small open space in front of the door, looking at his muddy soles and sweaty forehead, she had already run a long distance. Her strength is only three grades of ink, and it is very difficult to take care of the cultivation of livelihood every day. But it seems, she never gave up.

"No wonder you want to sell braised eggs, it turns out that the soul assassin is an egg......" Mo Liang muttered quite interestingly, not disturbing Dou Xiaofei's cultivation, and walked along the dirt road towards the bustling area of the holy area.

During the ink period, especially in the early stage of ink cultivation, the sense of qi is weak, and forging the body is undoubtedly the best way to practice. Even if Mo Liang wanted to help Dou Xiaofei with something, he couldn't do anything. Maybe Dou Xiaofei's strength in the middle of the fourth grade of ink, Mo Liang can still repay a little.

Behind him, the hard scolding gradually disappeared, and Mo Liang ran even more distractedly.

He has a lot of things to do today, and he has to buy a daily routine for his new home, and by the way, he has to familiarize himself with the holy area. Breaking the house is worth a lot, and as the first foothold of the holy land, at least food, practice, and sleeping still need to be solved.

Compared to the Northwest Holy City, the Holy Area is more developed.

In the Northwest Holy City, only the West Street and the Bazaar are the places where Wenxiu comes and goes, while in the Holy Land, all the street shops are completely Wenxiu in and out, and the prosperity is abnormal.

Delicious food, finely crafted utensils, and many items that can only be used in the wealthy families of the Northwest Holy City clans are not uncommon here. There are many cultural cultivators, such as crossing the river, and many of them have also escaped from the battle and engaged in all walks of life, with the assistance of the soul assassination, they can get twice the result with half the effort, which is far from being comparable to ordinary people in the holy areas and villages.

For example, Dou Xiaofei, the strength of the three products in ink is only to sell boiled eggs among the poor stocks, which is unimaginable in Beicun.

Soon, Mo Liang bought all the items and food he needed as expected, put them in the bag, and filled it to the brim. So many things, as long as less than twenty contribution points. After that, Mora began to wander around aimlessly.

The road of the sanctuary is divided into forty-nine horizontal and forty-nine vertical, with one horizontal and one vertical in the center and four vertical in the center, and then twenty-four horizontal and twenty-four vertical on each side of the back, making the disc-shaped sanctuary neat like a chessboard. In the middle of the sanctuary, at the intersection of a horizontal and vertical main road, is a huge totem pole square. The totem pole is so high that it can be seen anywhere in the sanctuary, and the ravines above it are as deep as mountains, making people worship.

Behind the totem pole square is located in the north, which is the magnificent and mysterious temple of the apocalypse. One side is in the east, is the government affairs court, the government office, the military courtyard, the front of the extension of the square towering sculptures on the towering sculptures, the mighty face looks in all directions; one side to the west, is the instantaneous array road, Dan road, military road, Wen Dao of the bypass road alliance, the craftsmen in it come and go, also extremely prosperous.

Wen Zhen Dan soldiers, only Wen Dao Moliang has not been in contact. Scholar is a group of people who specialize in enlightening the path of literary cultivation, and their sense of existence is not strong, but any strong person who wants to break through the soul movement realm and enter the finishing stage is inseparable from a destined literary master.

And what surprised Mo Liang the most was that he actually saw a mountain in the Holy Domain!

In the southeast corner, there is a hill that is not very high, covering an extremely large area, lush and green, and it is difficult to see the face. But it was clearly shrouded in the light curtain of the Sanctuary Realm, which made Mo Liang extremely curious about it.

And now, Mo Liang stood in front of a building behind the Government Council, looking up at the plaque high above and revealing fiery eyes.

- "Government Academy!"

College!

The place that contains the wisdom and inheritance of the human race contains countless travelogues, biographies, and illustrated books, and the content is extremely boring, but if you can read a wide range of books, then in the future practice, you will inevitably broaden your horizons.

Coming from the narrow-minded North Village, Mo Liang knows too well the pain of ignorance.

"I want to read!"

In front of the sparsely populated but huge government academy, Mo Liang's small shadow raised his fist and muttered firmly, setting his first goal of coming to the Sanctuary.