521: C521 Strange Cliffs

C521 Strange Cliffs

"Not at all." Jiang Ting faintly spat out these three words.

Little Bamboo simply did not know what to do next.

This truly surprised her. She didn't know how many men had knelt down under Yan Lingyu's skirt, or how many had lavished their money just to get a glimpse of this big senior sister of hers.

Especially since the Eldest Senior Sister was dressed like this today, this man actually didn't feel anything!

This Thoughtless … she really suspected whether he was a man or not!

Even Yan Lingyu was a little surprised, as this completely overturned her unintentional thinking from the very beginning.

He could not help but raise his head and look carefully at this Thoughtless, and could not help but ask: "Young Master Wu Xin, did you come to my Drunken Face Sect for something?"

"You two, is it because your Drunken Face Sect's information is too obscure, or is it because the news is spreading too slowly?" Jiang Ting finally revealed a calm expression after entering the door.

"I have already passed through Cloud Sword Sect and Profound Heart Sect. The only thing I have done in these two sects is to rely on this medallion and read their ancient records. After I arrive at your sect, my goal is the same."

Jiang Ting said without the slightest bit of emotion.

This time, even Little Bamboo was tongue-tied. They had never seen such a situation before!

was actually not here for Yan Lingyu?

On the other hand, after Yan Lingyu saw Jiang Ting's expression, the disgust he had earlier lessened by quite a bit, and he revealed a slight smile.

"Young Master Wu Xin, your goal is clear now. Since you've just arrived at our sect, you should first drink a cup of tea, then go."

Just a moment ago, Jiang Ting's little favorable impression of Yan Lingyu had also disappeared. This woman, in the end, still chose to harm him.

Therefore, Jiang Ting very stiffly refused: "No need, I'm not thirsty either, I want to use this badge to go to your Drunken Face Sect, I don't know if Senior Sister Yan can make a decision, if not, I would trouble Senior Sister to ask your esteemed sect's Lord Sect Master."

Yan Lingyu was shocked once again. This unintentional, was really different from all the men she saw. In fact, this was the man that Yan Lingyu admired the most.

The first was because she was surprised that Jiang Ting did not even look at Yan Lingyu. What made her even more shocked was, this Drunken Wind Bank was not a place anyone could go to, it was a forbidden ground of Drunken Face Sect!

"Young Master Wu Xin, you have this special order badge in your hands. Back then, the three major sects all agreed to it, so my Drunken Face Sect won't stop you. Since Young Master Wu Xin wants to go to the Drunken Wind Bank now, I will accompany you there!" Yan Lingyu actually nodded happily and agreed!

This made Jiang Ting somewhat unable to imagine that just the disciples of the Drunken Face Sect could decide this matter?!

Little Zhu nearly fainted and cried out, "Senior sister!?"

However, Yan Lingyu said to Xiao Zhu: "Junior Sister Xiao Zhu, there's no need for you to come with me. You can stay here and prepare some tea for Young Master Wu Xin."

After saying that, without even looking at Little Zhu, he turned to Jiang Ting and said: "Young Master Wu Xin, please follow me."

Jiang Ting never thought that Drunken Wind Bank would go so smoothly!

"Ok, thank you senior sister!" This was the first time Jiang Ting thanked him for coming to the last part of Drunken Face Sect. Then, he followed Yan Lingyu out of the courtyard and walked along the small mountain path.

It had to be said that the scenery of the Drunken Face Sect was very beautiful, it was simply a scene of one step after another. Especially the women of the Drunken Face Sect;

Jiang Ting felt that this was like walking around in a painting.

Just as Jiang Ting was still lost within the beautiful scenery, Yan Lingyu's voice sounded by her side, "Young Master Wu Xin, the forbidden area of my Drunken Face Sect is right in front of us. After entering this place, the young master needs to follow me closely because there are a lot of restrictions here. "

Jiang Ting naturally recognized it, it was a kind reminder, and nodded at Yan Lingyu: "Senior sister Yan, thank you for the reminder!" While speaking, Jiang Ting took a step forward and followed closely behind Yan Lingyu.

However, when the smell of Yan Lingyu's girl's body spread over, it made Jiang Ting feel lost for a moment. He couldn't help but think of that beautiful night with Shangguan Lingxi …

Jiang Ting immediately shook his head, he had not touched a girl for the past few days, could it be that a bug was lurking in his brain? I'm not that kind of person, right?0

Jiang Ting almost ridiculed himself!

Yan Lingyu, who was walking in front, took out a gold talisman in her hand. From this, it could be seen that the might of this talisman was not small.

Yan Lingyu activated it, and in front of him, who knows how many big doors had been opened. Yan Lingyu reached out, released her own spirit energy, and circled around Jiang Ting indifferently. Only then did she say: "Young Master Wu Xin, this way, I can bring you in."

If it was another person, Yan Lingyu's cultivation would be at the sixth level of Blood Refining Stage while Jiang Ting was at the third level, so being wrapped up by someone like this was like fish on a chopping block.

But, Jiang Ting did not care about it at all. He just calmly nodded and followed Yan Lingyu in.

Because a barrier had already been prepared in Jiang Ting's palm. If something unexpected were to happen, this barrier would at least guarantee that his entire body would be protected. Jiang Ting's vigilance would definitely be higher than others.

The entire process was very calm, and no problems occurred. Only after walking into a valley, did Yan Lingyu retract her own spirit energy, and then, turned around and said to Jiang Ting: "Young Master Wu Xin, this is the Drunken Wind Bank." Yan Lingyu said, and extended her finger out towards the mountain.

Following the direction that Yan Lingyu was pointing in, Jiang Ting looked over. In front of him was a gigantic cliff, the cliff was very smooth, as though it was sliced through, and the top of the cliff was not filled with dense text that Jiang Ting had imagined. At first glance, it looked no different from a normal cliff.

"Young Master Wu Xin might be too impatient, but if you change your identity and come here, I might be able to give you some pointers. Now, you can only look at it on your own, and see if you have the luck to do so."

Yan Lingyu seemed to be muttering to herself, and also seemed to be feeling pity for Jiang Ting. However, she didn't wait for Jiang Ting to say anything, and quietly left without saying a word.

"Three days later, I will personally come here to pick up the Young Master Wu Xin!"

Jiang Ting didn't waver his goals just because of Yan Lingyu's words. He only indifferently glanced at Yan Lingyu's back, looked at the sky, and noted down the time. Then, his gaze once again fell on the Drunken Wind Bank.

stood there, raising his head. When he looked up, the light was somewhat dazzling, Jiang Ting gloomily looked at the sky, could it be that even the sun was going against him?

Jiang Ting could only change his angle and continue to look at this cliff. When his gaze once again fell onto the top of this cliff, Jiang Ting realized that when this golden sunlight landed on this cliff, there was a slight change. If the sunlight landed on something shiny, it would reflect light, but it would be different here.

With a swipe of his spirit energy, he took out the sheepskin scroll that he had formed from the Cosmic Bag. Contrast it, Jiang Ting almost threw it away, these strange runes were all in circles and he couldn't understand them at all!

However, Jiang Ting had also noticed something. That was, those few words he could originally understand, Drunken Face Sect, and Drunken Wind Bank, were all gone.

Hence, Jiang Ting did not care about all this and kept the sheepskin scroll.

Then, Jiang Ting decided to go closer and carefully investigate what was so strange about this cliff.

Suddenly, the Spirit Qi moved, and his body flew, hovering in the air, approaching the Drunken Wind Bank, and when Jiang Ting wanted to touch it, his body suddenly dropped uncontrollably.

This time, Jiang Ting was completely frightened, and immediately retracted his arms. With the flow of his spirit energy, both of his feet landed on the ground, but he did not fall.

When Jiang Ting looked up again, he couldn't help but frown at the top of the cliff. Why did his own spirit energy suddenly seem to have been sucked dry when he was about to come in contact with the cliff?

This distance should be less than a foot!

If not for the Nine Transformation Dragon Arts that allowed him to release the spirit energy in his bloodstream and replenish his dantian, he would have been smashed to a pulp just now!

crawled up from the ground once again, and climbed up the hill underneath his feet. He wanted to go closer to take a look, but when he walked in front of him, Jiang Ting gloomily discovered that it was simply an impossible task, because the cliff was rising and falling, and there was quite a distance between the cliff and the place where he stood, separated by a bottomless abyss!

"What a strange place!" Jiang Ting stood there with the wind of the abyss blowing on his face and it was an extremely cold wind. Involuntarily, Jiang Ting looked down and couldn't see anything clearly; it was all thick clouds and even when using Power of Divine Consciousness s, he could not see the bottom.

Jiang Ting decided to not look anymore, and sat down cross legged. Once he sat down, the sky would darken, and for the entire day, he did not have any gains!

The night quickly replaced the day, and the sunlight in the sky slowly turned into moonlight. The moon today was hanging in the sky like a white jade plate, and Jiang Ting's body was also covered by a layer of moonlight, which was like frost.

Raising his head to look at the cliff again, Jiang Ting could only let out a bitter laugh …

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