"I thought it was no different from before, but I didn't expect..." Ningxia looked listlessly at the winding mountains ahead with no end in sight, and suddenly felt a sense of depression in her chest.
I had heard before that it was difficult to enter southern Xinjiang, but I never thought it would be so difficult. It would be like trekking through thousands of mountains and rivers to see the "Jun Yan".
Um... anyway, they haven't seen a single flower, grass or inch of land in southern Xinjiang until now. They are all mountains. Besides mountains, they are still mountains. People in Ningxia suspected that these mountains were specially set up by the Shenluo Sect to block attacks from outside forces.
With such a terrain that is easy to defend but difficult to attack, it is almost impossible to attack from the outside, so the defeat of Shenluo Sect due to internal strife within the sect can be explained. After all, in such a terrain, not to mention the enemy, even our own people can't get in. If a traitor appears, wouldn't it just trap everyone in it?
"According to the sailing monks, according to past experience, it will take another seven or eight days to reach the Divine Prison Valley, the entrance to southern Xinjiang. Moreover, it will also change with the weather and wind direction, and it may be delayed by one or two days."
"Oh, that means we have to stay in this small place for so many days..." Ningxia let out an unbearable wail.
"But junior sister, that's not what you said that day." Jin Lin looked a little funny.
The boat they made here was naturally not a water boat, but a flying boat. It is said that the ancient formation remains in the river below, and people from southern Xinjiang still get attacked from time to time when going in and out.
Therefore, foreign monks only dare to use more energy-consuming flying boats to carefully avoid certain hidden restrictions in the mountains. It's said that this place is really full of mines, and that's not how a treasure-hunting place works.
However, only the monks who control the direction of the flying boat know these things clearly. Naturally, low-level disciples like Ningxia, who were just flying boats, would not pay attention to this. What attracted them was another matter - the strange landscape formed by the special landforms and special means of transportation here.
Sitting on the flying boat, I wandered among the mountains on both sides of the river. The cool mountain breeze caught my attention. The tall mountain peaks blocked all the sunlight reflected from the outside. I was in a dark state on the spiritual boat all day long, and I could only see the clear sky in mid-air... …It’s like I’ve stumbled into some wonderful world.
Ning Xia thought that she might never forget the feeling she felt at that time in her life. The world is so big, but she is so small.
In short, Ningxia was very excited in the first two days. It wasn't until three days later, when they were still "trapped" on this small spirit boat, that she changed her mind...
"Forgive me, that was my first time seeing this kind of scene without ever seeing the world. But no matter how powerful the scene is, if you see it every day and see everything everywhere, it will get boring. Ah. Ah, now I just want to end this fattening life as soon as possible." Ningxia looked like she had a huge headache and rubbed the simple bun on her head fiercely.
...It can be seen that he is almost going crazy.
It was rare to see Ningxia so active, and Jin Lin couldn't help but feel a little funny. Also, the spirit boat is no better than the flat land. In order to maintain a complete spiritual power cycle, the monks try not to use force on the boat.
In addition, there are too many people here and Ningxia cannot study any formations.
She can't do anything while staying on the spirit boat. She can't practice swordsmanship or study formations, and she can't settle down while meditating. Isn't this a waste of time? This guy from Ningxia definitely can’t sit still.
"Actually, you can also go to Master's place and listen to the lecture for a while. Don't talk about you, the young disciples are bored here these days, so Master took the opportunity to open the lecture hall. Those guys are being honest these days. .”
Yes, the brothers from the Formation Hall are also here, and they were led out by Zhenjun Yuanheng. After all, it is not easy for monks to go to southern Xinjiang. It is not easy to enter the secret realm and gain experience in this mysterious place.
In addition to the disciples who participated in the secret realm of Yanling Lake this time, there are several quotas for Nascent Soul and above in the sect, and they can choose disciples to accompany them to see the true face of southern Xinjiang. However, these disciples need to pay the travel expenses of the elders. As mentioned before, it will cost a lot to enter Southern Xinjiang.
The "travel expenses" are high, which prohibits many elderly people with insufficient background. It also limited the number of accompanying disciples to some extent.
True Lord Yuan Heng was a well-known formation master, so he naturally had no shortage of these snacks, so he paid for them readily, which made many people feel that the "poor" True Lord was greatly rewarded. As a result, several families of disciples from the Formation Hall came to visit Southern Xinjiang.
Hearing this, Ningxia Yijiang shook his head respectfully and said: "No, no, no, I'd better not go now. Senior Brother Jin greeted Zhenjun Yuanheng for me, and said that I was seasick and half-dead, so I couldn't even pull him!"
"You guys are still seasick, and you can't even deceive your junior brother. Who will believe it? You are like this and you still want to ask Master to forgive you? I think if you continue to drag it out, he will be so angry that he will go back..." Jin Lin Po said "gloating".
"Oh, ancestor, a few days ago I was almost integrated with Caiyi Yuqin, and I went to attend the lectures every day with a sullen face. As a result, Zhenjun Yuanheng's face became darker and darker day by day. When I looked back, I was so scared that I didn't dare to go in. Yes. Do you think I can still go there now?" Ning Xia said feebly. She was really tired.
From what happened before, Zhenjun Yuanheng was angry and never gave her a good look. All he could do was "hem hum" or "ha ha ha" all day long. She was given no less classes, no less homework, and several sets of self-reflection letters were collected. She was also taken to Tianying Pavilion to meet the elders that day, but there was no sign of forgiveness for her.
Ning Xia suspected that the other party would not forgive her until she received a satisfactory confession. But, ah ah, how to write a self-reflection letter in the world of cultivation? Why did she feel that the other party became even more angry after receiving a new one that day.
Looking at Ning Xia's doubtful expression, Jin Lin couldn't help but laugh out loud, causing the girl opposite to look dissatisfied: "Ahem, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I just think you're cute."
...Don't think that changing the style of painting and praising her for being cute will forgive you.
"Don't think you'll forgive me if you praise me for being cute...right?"
Ning Xia's eyes widened and she looked at the other party in disbelief. This person has grown up and read her complaints accurately. Is it really so easy to guess her thoughts?
Jin Lin couldn't help but sigh after saying this with a smile: "Junior sister, your thoughts are very simple, and you don't hide it yourself. I know what you want to say based on your usual speaking style."
"Of course, I don't mean to laugh at you when I say this... Ahem, it's just Junior Sister. Since you have such thoughts, why wouldn't Master think so?"
"He probably wants to teach you a lesson. In the future, please remember not to be reckless and show off your strength..." I want you to truly understand what you should and shouldn't do.
Ningxia was stunned for a moment, the cool wind blew gently on her face, and the scene immediately became silent.
