The holy area, the totem pole is thousands of feet high, with a population of one million, covering an area of 100 miles. There are countless awakened soul assassins, and their totem poles contain more than a million demon soul spirits, and the accumulation of hundreds of years is very amazing.

After more than half a month of trekking, Mo Liang and his party finally came to the Holy Land.

When these young people from the Northwest Holy City saw the thousand-foot totem pole standing dozens of miles away, as well as the shrouded light curtain, they were already in shock with great longing for the life of the coming holy land, and their tired footsteps in the rocky wasteland also jumped with joy.

Stepping into the sanctuary, a straight avenue runs from west to east, and there is no end in sight. At all times, there are endless literary cultivators coming in and out in all directions, and even, in that sky, there is no shortage of fierce birds and beasts that fly up and down.

On the side of the road, there are rows of shops, starting from the small house in front of the door, there are cultivators in the ink stage who awaken the soul piercing.

Mo Liang saw with his own eyes that the Wen Xiu team carried the giant beasts with amazing bodies into the slaughterhouse, and then walked out with precious materials and demon yuan, entered a business house or government affairs house, and disappeared into the alleys deep in the road with a large number of cultivation things.

There is an incomparable atmosphere of cultivation here, and countless cultural cultivators hunt, trade, and cultivate for strength......

"Sanctuary, I'm here!" Mo Liang took a deep breath and muttered excitedly.

――For Wenxiu, this is a paradise.

Chen Xiang brought the ten young men of Moliang to the Sacred Domain Government Council, and left in a hurry. The situation in the Northern Heaven is tense, and most of these Sacred Domain Internal Guards have already been transferred to the Northern Heaven, and as soon as the task of the Sacred Domain General Election is completed, he will go to the Northern Heaven again.

According to Chen Xiang's instructions, the ten people went to the Sacred Land Government Council to apply for residence.

Wang Shaoren and Wang Lingfeng are not in agreement, and they are obviously not the same as Mo Liang and the Seven Monsters of Wancun. Along the way, the two sides restrained each other as much as possible, and finally came to the holy realm unharmed. Now, as soon as they enter the government council, they are separated.

Wang Lingfeng and Wang Shaoren don't care where they go. Mo Liang and the Seven Monsters of Bay Village first went to the counter of the identity plate.

Consistent with the Northwest Holy City, in addition to the different styles, the instantaneous domain nameplate is also divided into five levels of Tanwu Blood Peach Maple, corresponding to different contribution points. Mo Liang first changed to a maple nameplate, which can hold 1,000 contribution points. He didn't feel that a thousand contribution points were very few, he had the experience of being poor in the Holy City in seconds, and he was not confident in his ability to contribute in the Holy Land.

Sure enough, a demon yuan that has entered the ink is worth a contribution point here......

One Rank Array Stone, Three Contribution Points......

Mo Liang's contribution points in the Northwest Holy City of more than 10,000 were instantly reduced by half, leaving less than 4,000 left. Looking at the four maple nameplates in his hand, Mo Liang wanted to cry without tears, "I'm so poor!"

However, compared to the Seven Monsters of Bay Village, he is still a big sum!

The seven monsters and seven people in Bay Village looked at a maple nameplate in Han Bing's hand in unison, that was the real desire to cry without tears.

After exchanging contribution points, the eight people went to the residence counter. They have the token of the passage of the Sacred Domain General Election left by Chen Xiang, and they are not afraid of being questioned.

When they came here, Wang Lingfeng and Wang Shaoren disappeared again first.

The Seven Monsters of Wancun handed over the token, and the eyes of the young man who was about the strength of the early stage of ink swept over them, and then he paused on Mo Liang, revealing a slight unknown smile.

"You seven are a squad?" he asked, quietly retracting an eerie smile.

Han Bing nodded.

"Take the key and go to No. 19, Lane 8, 16th Street, Xicheng, it's a big house, and a thousand contribution points a year are yours. The young man said slyly.

1,000 contribution points?

Han Bing was stunned. The total contribution points of the seven of them were less than a thousand contribution points, and no one had ever told them that it would cost them so much to enter the Sanctuary!

"Do you want to pay it now?"

The young man looked up and looked like he was still talking.

"So expensive?" Mo Liang also frowned. Don't think that 1,000 contribution points are not much, for an ordinary Wenxiu in the ink period, he may not earn 1,000 contribution points all year round. If it weren't for Mo Liang's fishing in the blood of the Earth Demon Clone, if he wanted to have these thousands of Sacred Domain contribution points, I don't know how difficult it would be!

"There are seven of them, and each of them has less than 200 contribution points. That's a good house in Xicheng, how can it be expensive?" the young man pursed his lips with disdain.

Saying this, Han Bing was a little shaken, and looked at Mo Liang with a look of embarrassment, "Mo Liang, can you lend me a few hundred contribution points first." "Han Bing has a lot of confidence in his team, and it is not too difficult to contribute 1,000 points a year, but he can't get it right now.

Mo Liang shrugged his shoulders and nodded, "Of course, if you want to go there." ”

As he spoke, he took out the fourth dissatisfied maple nameplate and handed it to Han Bing. Han Bing paid the contribution points, got the key, and stepped back and waited for Mo Liang to finish.

In the Sanctuary, there are many housing resources allocated by the Government Council. Some of them were houses for the war dead, and some were specially built for the people of Ru Moliang, which also gave the residence counter great power.

In fact, for Wen Xiu, he has his own choice, but for some reason, this young man did not mention this stubble at all.

Mo Liang took a step forward and stood in front of the counter, "Let's say okay first, I don't have that many contribution points. Besides, I'm alone, just find a house to live in!"

The young man looked up at him and smiled, "Okay." No. 13, Lane 14, Xicheng 4th Street, ten contribution points per year. Do you want to?" he looked up, a playful smile. "If you don't, there's no other cheap house......

Mo Liang looked at his smile and immediately felt a bad feeling in his heart.

One is 1,000 contribution points per year, and the other is 10 contribution points per year, which is too much worse!

However, he thought about it, is it possible that there can still be demon beasts in the holy realm? As far as he knew, the boys of the Seven Cities gathered in the Sacred Domain after the Sacred Domain election, but there was still a big competition, and at that time, according to the results of the big competition, those with excellent grades could directly enter the Apocalypse Academy or the guard system.

"It's better to be patient for a while!" he made up his mind, and then nodded in the surprised gaze of the Seven Monsters of Bay Village, "I want it." ”

Ten contribution points were exchanged for a key, and the eight of them went to Xicheng together.

The young man looked at the eight people of Mo Liang who were far away, and took out a maple nameplate from behind the counter and checked it, and the energy grid on it was full of slots, and there were a thousand Sacred Domain contribution points. He sneered, and muttered greedily in his eyes, "This is a good deal...... It's also a guy from the Northwest Holy City, why is there such a big difference in financial resources?"

......

"Mo Liang, are you really going to that place where you want to die?"

"What a death is going to die! Can you say something nice......" On the way to Xicheng, Mo Liang reprimanded helplessly.

"I always feel that this matter is boring today...... Han Bing frowned, and the more he walked, the more he felt that something was wrong. "It can't be Wang Lingfeng who set us up, right?"

"The Holy Realm doesn't have the royal family to protect him, I will never let him go if I catch the handle!" Mo Liangman didn't care.

In his opinion, as long as he didn't live in the rocky wasteland, there was no big problem. The big deal is that it's a bit chaotic! With the strength of his current Nine Grades of Ink, he can even resist in the face of the Qi Sea Realm, and in this holy realm, not everyone can bully.

The West Side, from the outside to the inside, is arranged from 1st Street to 24th Street. The Seven Monsters of Bay Village on the 16th Street took the key to separate from Mo Liang first, while Mo Liang on the 4th Street went deeper and deeper.

On both sides, the street buildings became more and more dilapidated, and gradually began to appear muddy, and a stench began to permeate. Mo Liang was mentally prepared, but he still slowly raised his eyebrows. This is the slum of the Sanctuary!

"I'm actually in the slums! Sure enough, it's cheap and not good......" With the suffocating stench, Mo Liang's smile disappeared.

From about 10th Street onwards, it was already starting to be messy, and Mora went all the way to 4th Street to see No. 13, Lane 14. The good news is that No. 13 is still a house on the side of the street, easy to get in and out, and the bad news is that the house is too dilapidated to be called a house, with wind leaking on all sides and rain at the zenith.

"This is where I will stay in the Sanctuary!"

The quagmire under his feet was sinky, and it was quiet on all sides, Mo Liang looked up at the dilapidated house and sighed helplessly.

"Little brother, are you a new resident?"

In his ears, a girl's curious question sounded, like a ray of sunshine in the clouds, which made Mo Liang feel good and looked over.