"Uh-huh -" The man put down the wine jar in his hand, Gulu took a big sip, and then let out a satisfied sigh.
"I finally came back to life. The monsters in southern Xinjiang are really difficult to deal with. I almost trapped the young man to death there. Fortunately, Elder Wen who led the team was more skilled and peeled off its skin, otherwise we would all be dead. Gotta die there.”
"What you said is a bit arrogant. Even if you have the ability, it is only the ability of Elder Wen. It's like you killed the monster with your own hands. I think you should have been the furthest away at that time. That group..." The companion traveling with the young man was obviously an acquaintance of his, and the relationship was already close to a certain level, so his words were not polite.
"You underestimate me, how is that possible? I was able to help this time. I took advantage of the chaos and disturbed its sight, so we all had a chance to fight back. When we returned to the city, Elder Wen even praised me greatly. "Fan. I don't like to hear what you're saying -" The young man rolled his eyes at the person opposite, obviously dissatisfied with his disapproving attitude.
"Hey, did you meet many fellow countrymen when you went out?" The man said somewhat mysteriously.
"More. So much." The young man poured himself a large bowl of wine nonchalantly. Smelling the sweet and overbearing smell of the spirit wine, he was already a little tipsy before he drank it.
"There are people everywhere, even a large trial forest is packed. It's hard for us to hunt around. When I asked again, they all came from the same place, but there weren't many. A native of southern Xinjiang."
In recent days, many people have entered Southern Xinjiang from outside. Whether it is their cultivation habits or their behavior, these people are very different from the monks in Southern Xinjiang. Often, two groups of people can recognize each other's identity just by looking at each other.
It is better for foreign visitors to visit for a short time. Generally speaking, the host will be patient for the sake of decency.
Although the major forces in southern Xinjiang are not trying to win over any external forces, they still do not want to have inexplicable enemies with others. Therefore, at the beginning, the middle and lower-level disciples of each major sect would receive instructions from their elders, telling them to act more restrained and not to provoke outsiders at will.
But over time, such a ban becomes ineffective. Think about it, people are inherently intolerant of aliens. There are two people, one is born and raised, and the other is completely different from everything he has been familiar with since childhood. How can these two groups get along well?
What's more, if they don't do anything else but compete with them for resources, how can the disciples in Southern Xinjiang tolerate this tone?
This... is the key point that drives their conflict. The foreign monks cannot leave for the time being, and their resources and experience cannot keep up. It is difficult for monks to travel, and if they do not advance, they will retreat. How can they tolerate themselves and allow their disciples to stay where they are?
Therefore, not long after, foreign monks also "set their sights" on the blessed land of southern Xinjiang. If you can't go back to practice, it's not bad to "use local materials" and use the current environment to practice.
The few secret forests and secret realms near the main city of Southern Xinjiang have become their main places to visit. Once and twice, the two groups of people can't even remember the contradiction.
The secret realm of Yanling Lake has not yet been opened, and a large number of people are stranded in the main city of southern Xinjiang. Various forces are mixed, everyone is there, and there are many conflicts. Many times they are caused by trivial matters. In this way, two natural camps were naturally formed, one was the local faction and the other was the foreign faction.
Because they are in other people's territory, some southern Xinjiang monks inevitably have a sense of superiority and make things difficult for foreign monks. The foreign monks were not far behind, showing off their talents in various ways, without giving any face to their masters.
Sometimes a common enemy can strengthen the relationship between allies. Although everyone came from different sects, they were in southern Xinjiang together at this time, which gave rise to a sense of loyalty with the same hatred.
Over time, an exclusive title evolved. Monks from outside southern Xinjiang call each other fellow monks, while the natives of southern Xinjiang are collectively called southerners.
As long as you hear these two words in the conversation, there is a high probability that the people at this table will be outsiders.
These two people obviously came from outside southern Xinjiang. Not only that, almost all the people gathered in this inn were monks from outside southern Xinjiang. At least one person at every other table or two was chatting about these two words.
Yes, this inn is located near the inner circle and is specially opened to receive foreign monks. This place is always full of travelers who have traveled long distances and old friends who have traveled a long way. It is a mixed bag of people, and there are all kinds of people. Very few locals would choose such a place to stay.
Most of these monks were discussing what they had encountered and what they had seen while out for training, or how the southern Xinjiang monks were being so arrogant and bullying them. Of course, more people are talking about why the so-called secret realm has not appeared for so long. Is there something wrong?
It's just that now even the upper-level monks don't know what happened. What kind of inside information can these people know? We can only discuss and talk freely.
"Sigh, I don't know when I will be able to escape from this situation. If it weren't for the secret realm, who would be willing to stay in a foreign country? Do they really think this is some kind of paradise?!" A slightly older monk said disdainfully.
"Humph, to be honest, when I was practicing here recently, not only did my progress not improve, but I also felt that the speed of my practice had slowed down a lot... When I was in the sect before, the master praised me for being smart and smart. How come I'm here? Isn’t it enough to stop here?”
"I think it would be better to leave this place as soon as possible. If it weren't for the hard work of getting the quota, whoever wants to be treated will be left there..." The man said it willfully, but she is here now, so it can be seen that it was just words I am just joking.
"Actually, that's not the case. You have to think in a better direction. The place in Southern Xinjiang is different from any place in the southeastern border. The monsters are also different, and all of them are powerful. Let's consider this trip to increase our knowledge. ”
The person who spoke was a female cultivator who looked like she was only about thirty years old. She spoke very gently, but no one dared to look down on the other person... This person was a famous female cultivator in the previous generation. It is said that many physical cultivators All the great men fell into her hands.
Therefore, even if everyone sneered at what she said, they did not dare to refute her face to face, for fear that the next moment they would be coaxed directly to the wall by this violent bitch.
However, some people also felt that what the other party said made sense. They nodded repeatedly and talked about the strange things they encountered after arriving in southern Xinjiang.
Suddenly, the private room suddenly opened and opened from the inside out, as if someone wanted to come out.
