Genshin Impact: A Traveler with Only Two Skills

Sangge's goal was to enter the city. He thought that if he followed Wenlan, he could sneak into the city even if he was caught by the other party.

But this time, he was too naive.

In a camp outside Fengyang City, several cultivators from Fengyang City sat around Sangge, staring at the "evil cultivator accomplice" in front of them.

These monks are not immortals, but each of them is much stronger than the young monk Sangge.

Being stared at by these people, Sang felt his hands and feet go weak, and he was worried that he would be eaten alive by them in the next moment.

"Dear brothers," Sangge said tremblingly, "I have the Tiancang Sect's unique elixir - Qingyuan Pill, which can improve your cultivation and speed up your practice. If you don't mind..."

A monk from Fengyang City glared at Sangge fiercely, forcing him to swallow back the words he was about to say.

"I thought I could sneak in this way, but I didn't expect that only the immortal went in, and I was left here."

Sangge didn't know what was happening inside and outside Fengyang City. The turmoil in the Soul Locking Prison and the reconstruction of the body by the monks from Tianya Island made the entire Fengyang City highly alert. Ye Ping's previous appearance also made the people in the gathering place panic.

Recently, many people from the gathering places have tried every possible means, even breaking the law, to enter the city. In their opinion, even the Soul Locking Prison is better than the gathering place.

Under such circumstances, it was really wishful thinking for an ordinary monk like him to enter the city based on information whose authenticity was unknown.

In the many years since Fengyang City was built, countless cultivators have tried to sneak into the city using various means, but all ended in failure.

Neither Sanger nor other monks are exceptions.

In the eyes of the monks guarding Fengyang City, Sangge was just another guy trying to sneak into the city with false information.

Fortunately, it didn't take long before a monk who looked noble came to Sangge. He took out a magic plate and began to ask Sangge:

"You mean, you have information about the demon cultivator Ye Ping?"

"That's right! That's right!" Sanger agreed quickly, "I not only have his intelligence, I also know that he has planted a clone of himself in the gathering place!"

"What's the name of that clone?" The monk was unmoved, his tone was flat:

"Ye Shiyi! That cultivator is called Ye Shiyi!"

"Ye Shiyi?" The monks around him also repeated the name, and their expressions changed.

The people in the gathering place didn’t know Ye Shiyi. Although they were not from the two major forces and had little access to information, they had more or less heard rumors about him.

It's just that the rumor gradually changed its original appearance during years of transmission, causing everyone here to hear a different version, and so each of them had a different expression.

Some had serious expressions, some had a hint of ambiguity, and some were trying hard not to laugh as if they had thought of something happy.

Only the monk who asked Sanger shook his head:

"Get him out of here."

"Ah?" Sang was stunned, but the monks around him immediately took action. He was anxious and shouted:

"Everything I said is true. Ye Shiyi is Ye Ping's clone. He will use this clone to destroy Fengyang City!"

"Ye Shiyi has long been under restrictions set by the immortals from Tianya Island and Wanxian Pavilion. If he has any evil intentions, his soul will be shattered in an instant. He has also sworn that he will never set foot in Fengyang City again without permission."

"You guys are lazy and only think about framing others to make profits. You are such a crooked person. You will become a disaster once you enter the city!"

The monk's words became more and more intense, and his face turned red at the end. However, only those who knew him well knew that he was a good friend of Qiu Yue, a monk from Lan Palace. Qiu Yue was tortured and killed by the evil cultivators in the Soul Locking Prison, which also stimulated him.

Now, he hates the evil cultivators so much, and is also full of hatred for those cultivators with evil intentions.

"Wait! Wait!" Sang wanted to struggle, but the man waved his hand and a powerful force appeared out of nowhere, throwing him out in an instant.

Sang had no strength to fight against this monk and immediately fell flat on his face.

"Wait a minute, Fellow Daoist Tao, but some people have indeed heard that he was selling immortal blood in the gathering place." The other monk who was guarding Sangge thought that the other party wanted to let Sangge run away, so he immediately spoke out to stop him.

"Immortal blood?" The monk surnamed Tao pondered for a moment and then said:

"In that case, let's detain him temporarily and deal with him after the city stabilizes."

"Will we take him into the city and detain him?" Sang was still lying on the ground, but when he heard this, he quickly raised his head and asked the monks.

"That's a nice thought! Letting you into the city would be just what you want. I can use the 'Drawing the Ground as Prison' to lock him up!"

"Yes!"

The other monks quickly agreed, and then began to use their magic power to summon talisman paper.

It seemed that Sanger was destined to be unable to enter the city.

But how could Sangge accept this? He didn't know when Ye Ping would launch an attack on Fengyang City. Every day of delay would put Fengyang City in greater danger.

This time, he sincerely wanted to help these people, but he didn't expect to be treated like this.

But no one knew what he was thinking. Just as Sang was about to be imprisoned, a figure suddenly appeared in his sight.

In this timeline, he had avoided that figure and had also wanted to frame him, but now he found that no matter whether he took the initiative to avoid him or was forced to come to this "land of hope" by others, this figure would always appear in front of him.

"fluorescent!"

He shouted quickly that he must seize this opportunity.

……

Ying received the news sent by Wenlan early in the morning that today was the day she would enter the city.

Although this special companion also had very special feelings for Ying, after all, he was the one who risked his life to send them into the city, so Ying had to go and greet him out of both emotional and logical reasons.

In addition, the last conversation with Yun Guijun also made her pay close attention to Wen Lan and Ye Shiyi.

So, Ying arrived at the city gate and waited early in the morning. Wenlan saw him but he didn't expect that even if he grew up in a gathering place, there would be so many procedures to go through after becoming an immortal to enter the city.

Fortunately, almost no one comes into the city every day, and today only Wenlan needs to go through the process, but even so, Ying waited for nearly an hour.

Just when she thought she could take Wenlan back to the city soon, a shout caught her attention again.

He was a down-and-out cultivator with little magical power and low status. He was surrounded by a group of cultivators from Fengyang City. He looked no different from those cultivators from the gathering place who had attempted to break into the city during this period.

But as the first cultivator Ying met after coming to this world, how could Ying forget his name?

"Hello again, Sanger."

Ying came in front of Sangge and looked down at him.