"It's spectacular!"

When Mo Liang stood at the foot of the totem pole square, looking at the towering Optimus Pillar, the magnificent temple buildings on all sides, he was very shocked. This is much stronger than Kitamura!

But these made the desire in Mo's conscience burn warmly. "Sooner or later, Kitamura will be even stronger than this!" he whispered in his heart, and the hot and energetic scenes kept flashing in his mind, and his confidence became even more sufficient.

Sweeping his gaze to the west, there was a sixteen-horse-wide stone road in the middle, neat and flat, and stronger than the hard dirt road in the North Village.

Walking into the street, it was just as the afternoon heat was fading, and there was a lot of noise. On both sides of the street, there are all kinds of shops one after another, such as the array road shop, the Dan road shop, the soldier road shop, the grocery store, and then there are pawnshops, auction houses, taverns, and commercial houses, as well as the magnificent martial arts court, government affairs court, and government office.

On the streets, there are countless people shuttling back and forth, and people go in and out of the shops to do their daily practice.

Mo Liang's heart was stirred by this bustling aura -- this is the world of literary cultivation! Countless monks, dazzling cultivation utensils, and boundless avenue world.

He looked from afar, and couldn't see the other end.

His ears were filled with all kinds of noisy sounds.

"Come on! Array Dao Master Zhang Congyun personally made a three-grade array stone, only 1,500 contribution points, and a daily limited supply of five pieces, first come, first served!

"The Sacred Domain produces Qi Nourishing Pills, which is a necessary auxiliary pill for the Ink Cultivation Period, and the Yunqing Dan Pavilion is available in unlimited quantities!

......

The young man in bright and polished clothes shouted in a refreshing voice standing in front of the shop. Everything is so energetic and energetic.

Mo Liang took a deep breath and went straight into the flow of people. No one noticed him, and here he was just an ordinary Wen Xiu.

On the left side of the middle of the road, a row of three imposing buildings stand side by side: the government office, the government affairs yuan, and the military academy. It is even more crowded here, and there are all kinds of people coming and going anytime and anywhere, and the only one that is slightly inferior is the government that specializes in guarding and quasi-guard affairs.

The Government Council handles all the mundane things in the city, and the Martial Arts Institute handles all the cultural and repair affairs in the city, and its excitement can be imagined.

Directly in front of the three buildings, there is a huge plaza along the road. On the square, there are more than 40 huge sculptures of more than 10 zhang erected vertically and horizontally. At the bottom of the sculpture, there is a one-person-high pedestal, and a small seal is written on the heroic deeds of these sculpture figures. At a glance, it is not difficult to find more than 30 sculptures, all of which are Mahatma guarding the northern sky.

Mo Liang's father, Mo Zhai, is among them.

Mo Zhai's sculpture is a little thin and elegant, but the sword eyebrows raised horizontally make him also have a sense of fierceness, and behind him, the stone thorn grass stabbing soul incarnation is also full of agility.

This group of sculptures must have been made by the array master who had the ability of "divine work".

Cultural and cultural exchanges, all the time there are a practice of the younger generations passing through the square, these more than 40 sculptures here let everyone revere. People occasionally look up with a passion of longing to be side by side.

Mo Liang stood at the foot of Mo Zhai's sculpture, looking up, his eyes firm, "I am the son of the Mahatma, the heir of the instant! Father, I will not let you down!"

Walk past the sculpture and enter the Government Council.

Hundreds of steps, it is high up, showing a sense of sacred majesty. The hall in the courtyard is very huge, but there is no need to look for it carefully, as soon as you enter the door, in the middle of the first row is the "identity nameplate" office. After that, there was a man in the prime of life, looking at his mediocre breath, he should be an ordinary person who had not awakened the soul of the assassin.

"I want to get an identity tag. Mo Liang walked over and said with his fists clenched.

"Where are you from, what are you doing in the Holy City?" the man said as usual.

"I came from Beicun and went to the Holy City to find something to practice. ”

The man glanced at Mo Liang's appearance, then lowered his head and picked up the maple card, without a trace of superfluous doubts. Like Mo Liang, he didn't know how many he had seen. In fact, unless there are special circumstances, this is just a place to control the flow of people.

"The maple identity nameplate needs to contribute ten points. If you don't have a contribution point, the Council can accept barter, or pay for the goods, and the Council will give you a reasonable price. ”

"I'm going to barter. ”

"Okay, you can provide the Government Affairs Yuan with a first-grade array stone, a first-grade elixir, a standard weapon, or three ink-in-ink first-grade demon yuan, or other items of similar value. ”

The man held the identity plate in his hand, looked up at Mo Liang and said.

Mo Liang sighed and took out a first-grade array stone, which was equivalent to three hundred contribution points in Beicun, but it was only ten contribution points in the Holy City. One can imagine how far apart there is between the two cultivation resource reserves. At the moment of handing over the array stone, Mo Liang's heart couldn't help but flash a thought, "It's really hard to live in the Holy City!"

He has more than 100,000 contribution points in Beicun, but if you exchange contribution points for the Holy City according to the proportion, it is less than 3,000.

-- There will be enough for two third-rank array stones.

Those Tianjiao of the Holy City and the Holy Domain, the three-rank array stones were thrown out with a whizz, and they were all contribution points!

"I'm so poor!"

The moment he got the identity plate, Mo Liang wanted to cry without tears.

The identity nameplate is obviously a clever work of the formation, the size of the palm, shaped like a cloud pattern, and the word northwest is engraved on the back, which has a grid of energy trough text, the lowest maple card, and each grid of energy slots represents ten contribution points. You can accumulate up to 100 slots, for a total of 1,000 contribution points. For ordinary people, the 1,000 contribution points of the maple card are enough to use, but for Wenxiu, it may need to be upgraded.

The mahogany nameplate, each grid represents 100 contribution points, and already has a capacity of 10,000 contribution points. Ordinary literary cultivation is already enough.

However, the current Mo Liang does not have many contribution points, so he can only take the maple nameplate.

The maple nameplate exchanged for ten contribution points is a material fee, and there is no contribution point energy grid in it. Helplessly, looking at the gradually sinking sky, Mo Liang had no choice but to pay five more first-grade array stones in the Government Affairs Yuan, so that the maple nameplate transferred five grids of energy.

Fifty contribution points, maybe you can survive in the Holy City for a while.

Leaving the government affairs court, Mo Liang went to the martial arts court again. The martial arts academy is amazing, and it is an important place for cultural cultivation and tasks.

On the one hand, Wen Xiu can obtain cultivation exercises and status merits in the Martial Academy, which has a role similar to that of the Beicun Stele Forest, and on the other hand, there are a large number of tasks released here, and Wen Xiu can obtain contribution points by completing the tasks.

The number of cultural cultivators in the Holy City is extremely large, and not all of them will enter the quasi-guard and guard service, so the Martial Academy acts as a bridge between the cultural cultivators and the Holy City.

Of course, there are also many tasks posted by individuals in the martial arts.

Mo Liang took a look at it and left. When you first enter the Holy City, you should stay for the time being, and leave other things to be carried out slowly in the future, so as not to be reckless.