As a sect of cultivating immortals, the Tiancang Sect was actually originally hidden in the mountains and did not care about worldly affairs. However, with the emergence of evil spirits, the people of the world fell into dire straits, and they chose to enter the world together with the other immortal cultivation forces.

However, the buildings they built still retained the style of those that once existed in the mountains, and even some peculiarly shaped rocks were preserved at the bottom of the buildings, which are nearly 100 meters high.

You know, this is the center of Linyuan City, surrounded by various shops and houses. Such a building with its own rock is really unique.

However, after seeing the flying Qun Yu Pavilion in the sky, Ying's immunity to such things increased a lot. She was not too surprised by this. She just looked at it a few more times, and then followed Sangge to "climb" the high mountains in the city.

Ying came from Dongcheng District and took a detour on the road, starting to climb from the north side of the "mountain". From her perspective, these buildings were not very high, and most of them were only two or three stories high. If it weren't for the rocks below, the entire Tiancang Sect would have been covered by other buildings.

After they reached the top of the mountain, they found that they were surrounded by clouds and mist, which looked like a fairyland. For a moment, they even forgot that they were in a busy city.

Ying looked up and saw that the mountain was lush and green with various ancient pines and trees. There were two rows of flags outside the gate, all of which were covered with symbols or words that she could not understand.

Directly in front of them was an archway, the walls and beams were all painted red, so bright that Ying even thought it was painted with fire.

You can't see what's going on inside from the outside. You can only see a few towering trees scattered throughout, with their branches stretching upward. Each branch is tied with a red ribbon covered with words, fluttering in the wind, giving people a feeling of stability and peace.

There were two disciples guarding the door outside. They saw Sangge nodded slightly, and then their eyes fell on Ying.

"Junior Brother Sang, who is this?"

"I, a friend of mine," Sanger said to the two with a smile, "I met her outside the city. She encountered many monsters on the way into the city, so she wanted to go to the sect to pray and get rid of the bad luck."

"...She also said that she was from another world..." Sang hesitated and wanted to tell the truth, but even he himself didn't quite believe it, so he swallowed it back halfway through.

"Today is not the time to open." The senior brother on the right frowned when he heard what Sangger said, but did not care too much.

"It's not peaceful outside recently, so don't bring anyone in casually. Wait until the day is open." The person on the left side of the door also shook his head. It seemed that they didn't intend to let anyone in for the time being.

"Don't do that, Senior Brother. I promise to follow her all the time and not let her run around. Once we're done, we'll leave and won't stay any longer."

The people on the left sighed and wanted to say something, but Sang had already taken out a few talismans and wanted to hand them to them.

"Brother, this is the talisman I just made recently, look..."

The two were stunned at first, then said with some amusement:

"Where did you learn this skill?" The one on the left waved his hand.

"Okay, okay, go in, but you can only stay for an hour at most. If it takes too long, we will have to find someone to drag her out." The person on the right patted Sanger on the shoulder.

Neither of them accepted Sangge's talisman, but still let the two of them enter the sect.

After walking through the gate, Sangge said nothing and kept his head down. From Ying's perspective, she could see his slightly red cheeks and his little hands nervously fingering the seams of his pants.

It can be seen that Sanger is a little embarrassed at this time.

"Weren't you quite shameless when you were selling us those magic weapons?" Ying asked. Sangge's performance was really different when facing different people.

When facing Xiaonan, Shudan and Han Wei, he made jokes and was interesting but a little annoying. Although it felt a bit artificial at times, it was not offensive.

When communicating with Ying and the others, he was thick-skinned at first, but looked stupid, and then acted timid and fearful when encountering monsters.

Now, he looks like a thin-skinned young junior who would worry for a long time over a small mistake.

But most people do behave differently when facing different people. I don’t know what kind of person Sanger would be if we put aside the influence of these external factors?

However, no matter who Sanger was facing, he had one thing in common, that is, when he said something wrong, he would always stutter and could not say a complete sentence for a long time.

"That's different. I didn't even think about dealing with you guys in the future. Anyway, I'll sell every piece I can. Well, forget it. Let's not talk about it. I'll take you to see the elder."

Sangge took a deep breath to calm himself, then looked around to make sure no one noticed them, and then took Ying along the path in the sect towards the main hall.

There are nine main buildings in Tiancang Sect, with the main hall in the center, which looks the tallest and also exudes an ancient atmosphere.

There were quite a few people inside and outside the main hall. They were coming in and out in a hurry. Most of them looked quite tired, and some even walked crookedly, as if they would fall to the ground in the next second.

"If the elder is not in the main hall, then he may be in the Lihuo Hall. I also need to handle the formalities in the main hall, so I will go to the main hall to check for you first."

After Sangge finished speaking, he walked into the main hall first, while Ying waited in a pavilion outside the hall.

The temperature has dropped a little in the past two days, and there is wind everywhere in the pavilion. Even with the clothes Xiaonan gave her, Ying still felt the cold air rushing into her clothes.

"Why did the temperature drop suddenly?"

Ying tightened her clothes in the hope of resisting the cold air, but the chilly air became more and more obvious. She shivered uncontrollably and paced back and forth in the pavilion.

But as time went by, the temperature dropped further and further, and the little bit of heat brought by Ying's actions was not enough to resist the cold environment.

Ying looked around, but found that the paper strips on the trees not far away and the fallen leaves on the ground were all quiet and not blown by the cold wind, as if this wind was only blowing here.

"Huh!" Ying blew into her hands, her body began to tense up, and she clenched her fingers slightly, ready to summon the sacrificial sword at any time.

Susu!

At this moment, a cluster of bushes near Ying suddenly moved. She quickly turned around and looked, and the sacrificial sword appeared in her hand at the same time.

hum-

Just as she mobilized her strength, a powerful aura appeared around her and locked her in an instant.

"Discovered by the people from Tiancang Sect?" Ying thought to herself that it was not good. Although she had no conflicts with Tiancang Sect and had no ill intentions, when she thought about being inexplicably wanted during her previous trips, she felt a pang in her heart.

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