Little junior sister, she cried in the world of cultivating immortals

Sheng Huaian took them to a famous place near the exchange square.

The location where the exchange meeting was held was a large square that had been built in advance, with a space array inside, so no one was worried about the lack of space.

Outside the square, it is divided into three major areas.

The first area is a resting place, where there is a spirit gathering array and numerous caves for the monks who come to participate to stop and rest.

The second area is a bustling street, where numerous chambers of commerce and auctions are gathered, as well as many unique shops in the world of immortality, such as Wangxianlou, the number one spiritual meal store in the world of immortality.

The third area is the scenic area for viewing. Most of the interior is filled with spiritual flowers and spiritual grass gardens artificially cultivated by the Lingjian Sect, as well as mountain waterfalls, forests, gardens, rivers and lakes.

When we walked to the bustling streets, they were already overcrowded. Fortunately, there were law enforcement disciples from the Lingjian Sect on the streets to maintain order, so the congestion would not become a disaster.

The layout of the street is very grand, and there is a hint of sword energy in the carved beams and painted buildings. This is very in line with the temperament of the Lingjian Sect, but under this magnificent momentum, there is no lack of exquisiteness and beauty.

Various products are placed in corresponding positions in an orderly manner, and there is a dazzling array of products.

The pace of the group also slowed down.

Along the way, the team grew a lot, and most of them were monks they knew.

Sheng Huaian explained part of it and felt it was troublesome, so he invited a eloquent sect disciple to come over and take over his task.

That disciple was naturally very happy. After all, these people were all genius disciples from major sect families!

Just when a group of people walked to a spiritual wine shop, a person walked out of it.

When she saw the other party's silver hair and silver mask on his face, Sheng Huaian was stunned for a moment, then smiled and accepted.

"Fellow Taoist Yinchuan!"

After going through a mission, he naturally realized that the senior brother of Xuanling Academy was a very powerful person.

His combat power was definitely not inferior to that of him and Gu Qingchen, but this man was usually too low-key.

Yin Chuan glanced at them and walked over.

Zhiyan nodded towards Yin Chuan.

Lu Jin also greeted politely.

Yin Chuan responded lightly. Sheng Huaian and the others were accustomed to his aloof appearance and didn't find it strange.

Lu Qingye also greeted with a smile. "Fellow Daoist Yin."

Yin Chuan pursed his lips slightly, and his eyes under the mask were fixed for a moment.

"Fellow Daoist Lu... are you okay?"

Yin Chuan's greeting made everyone stunned, but then everyone felt normal again.

After all, Yin Chuan and Lu Qingye can be considered teammates who have fought together. So many things have happened to Lu Qingye recently, so it is normal to say hello.

Lu Qingye thought the same way and smiled slightly.

"Everything is fine, and I would like to thank all fellow Taoists for their help that day."

Yin Chuan moved his fingers, nodded, and entered the team.

He was leaning in the middle and back of the team, not far or close to Lu Qingye.

Lu Qingye's nose couldn't help but twitch slightly when he passed by.

Even though the very faint smell in the wind dissipated quickly, it was still captured by Lu Qingye.

In the past, she might not have noticed it, but... that smell was too familiar!

After all, during those days when I crossed the Thousand Layers Sea from Miliu Sea, this smell lingered in my mouth and nose!

Lu Qingye couldn't help but look back at Yin Chuan because of the Ruoyounuo eyes behind him.

But this time, the two people's eyes met.

Lu Qingye curled his lips slightly, letting Yin Chuan take a breath, and saw her taking half a step back and approaching him.

Subconsciously, he wanted to retreat, but his reason allowed him to restrain his feet.

"Fellow Taoist Yinchuan."

"Ok?"

There were many people around, but no one noticed the subtle movements of the two of them.

"I always feel... you look familiar."