The Monastery of Turlianis was our second stop, built around the fifteenth century. The monastery was probably the smallest of the six, and there was only one monk, I heard. It was very wide to climb the steep steps to the top. From the bottom of the mountain, the rock where it is located is the steepest, the axe is generally sharp, showing the independent cold temperament of the world. There is no hanging basket, only cable cars and steps. The small window even retains a short wooden ladder of the year the monastery was built on a steep terrain and provides security, in addition to being closer to God. When the wooden ladder arrives, it can be closed and completely isolated. By relying on this unique geographical condition, they were able to preserve their lives and religious beliefs in the war.