Chen Ping and Jiang Xuelan went all the way north, traveling in the air, and flew for three days and three nights.
The scenery of the Eastern Regions has always been fertile fields, with continuous cities, even if there are mountains and rivers blocking it, most of them are open and gentle hills, with an endless stream of monks coming and going, and the city is full of fireworks.
But the Northern Regions are completely different.
From the moment he stepped into the Northern Regions boundary, the aura between heaven and earth became more and more awe-inspiring, and the wind carried the bitterness of grass and trees and a hint of ancient breath, and even the sunlight seemed to have become a little thinner.
The further north you go, the denser the trees and the steeper the mountains.
At first, they could still see some traces of loose cultivation in the mountain hollows.
Most of those monks were dressed in coarse cloth clothes, carrying medicine baskets or weapons, and they were wandering through the forest with a vigilant expression, presumably for the elixir or natural materials and earth treasures unique to the Northern Regions.
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