"What the old man means is that her pot contains all her belongings."
Famas almost laughed out loud when he saw Paimon shivering behind the screen.
Grandma Ping answered in time and said with a smile: "Hahaha... you are very smart. Children, the bell is placed in this pot. If you want to find the bell, go and see for yourself."
Paimon always felt that this old woman was very strange. She said she put all her belongings in the pot, maybe she was teasing them?
Regardless of whether it's true or not, Zhongli said that the dust-cleaning bell was at Grandma Ping's place, so it shouldn't be wrong.
Ying boldly touched the pot surface with her fingers.
A dazzling light flashed on the teapot, and the surrounding scenery began to blur as if covered with a layer of fog. A strong suction force overflowed from the spout. In the blink of an eye, Ying and Paimon appeared on a floating island.<
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"Wow...this is Grandma Ping's house?"
There was a sweet song in the wind, like the sound of nature. There seemed to be traditional Liyue houses on the surrounding islands, with winding corridors, comfortable and spacious courtyards, and paths paved with bamboos and bluestones leading to the quiet backyard.
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It's a pity that the empty island seems to be far away from them.
"Okay, kids, this is the pot where my old lady puts things. Go find the bell."
A teapot is a home, is Grandma Ping also an immortal?
Paimon's mind was filled with surprising conjectures.
"Let's clean up here first. Things are too messy and there are so many spider webs."
Ying looked around, there were floating clouds under his feet, and the islands were only connected by light golden talisman bridges. It was indeed a fairy-like style, but the things on the empty island were quite dirty, and many objects were covered with thick
of dust and cobwebs.
But when Ying looked back, she found that Famas had not entered the pot with them.
"Eh? Where's the guarantee person?"
Paimon walked around the screen, and when Famas was no longer around, he began to speak fluently.
"Maybe it's because we're far apart... and we didn't have time to come in together?"
Ying looked up at the top of the floating island in confusion, only a little bit of golden light came down.
"Then let's finish cleaning quickly, find the dust-cleaning bell, and then go out to meet Famas."
Paimon curiously led Ying towards the heights of the island in the pot, cleaning the pot along the way.
The floating island they were on was like a wild place, with huge trees and clear lotus ponds. Everything looked so magical and spectacular.
After a lot of cleaning and just a cup of tea, the scenery inside the old pot was completely renewed. Under the pleasing scenery, several wind walls rose, and the wings of wind spread out. Through the wind walls, we reached the highest point of the floating island.
There, I found a simple-looking dust-cleaning bell.
Ying picked up the bell and shook it gently. The sound was clear and sweet, and the echo lasted for a long time, as if it had purified the world.
On the other side, on the Jade Platform outside the pot, Grandma Ping stared at Famas who was careless. The vicissitudes and kindness in her eyes disappeared, replaced by a decisive momentum.
"To be able to see the legendary eternal fire of war at this age...it is really a blessing for me, an old woman."
The two little girls following the tyrant of the ancient country had been put into the pot for protection. Grandma Ping stared at the sudden appearance of Famas with vigilance.
Although I don’t know what the emperor’s intention is, it’s always right to be more cautious.
Long before Morax sealed Famas, Liyue's Qianyan Regiment had fought against Munata's army. Unfortunately, the invincible Qianyan Regiment was almost defeated when facing the combined forces of Munata and Kanria.
It was a one-sided defeat.
Powerful self-propelled elemental cannons, flexible cultivators, constant matrix mechanisms that mark the highest stage of the use of elemental power, and a large number of soldiers who are not afraid of death.
And such a powerful army is not led by Famas himself, but an expeditionary force sent out. Munata's main battlefield is still in the far west.
Grandma Ping seemed to be back in the battle camp again, with the smoke of burning Ogi grass lingering and blending with the fragrance of Qingxin and glass bags, the crackling of sparks in the charcoal basin and the sound of pounding medicine beside her. p>
Looking up, you can see the fire hanging on the top of the camp tent, the military law books and war reports from various places scattered on the bed, and the huge command flag rolled up in the corner...
After all, the dust god was sitting in the camp, counting the casualties and supplies of the frontline soldiers.
The Rock King Morax was restrained by Osel in the south of the mountain. During the evacuation, the Thousand Rock Group was separated by landslides and attacking monsters, and had to abandon the rendezvous. Fortunately, the Sky-moving Master Tian Tianjun showed up and cut off both horns.
Support Tianheng.
"I'm really curious...what would a demon god who can build such a powerful army look like?"
The man in red finally compiled the report from the front line and handed it to the sergeant beside him.
"Legend has it that he is a terrifying demon with three heads and six arms who eats human flesh."
The still young Grandma Ping responded like this, which made the girl-like Chen Shen laugh: "It's a legend among mortals, right? A Ping, do you believe these words?"
Finally, Morax, who had briefly suppressed Auxerre, returned to aid, and Munata's expeditionary force retreated. At this moment, the Rock King hesitated, and the call from the sky sounded from the bottom of his heart: "Go to Munata, and get rid of that cruel man."
Tyrant, the sky will help you..."
The emperor traveled thousands of miles to kill Famas, who was defeated in the decisive battle.
After the destruction of Munata, the most powerful surface country on the Teyvat continent, Canreia, moved its entire country into the chaotic earth veins of elemental power, lingering on and secretly accumulating strength.
And the news that Grandma Ping knew was only the tip of the iceberg in the early demon war.
The fire of war of resistance has been ignited and will not be extinguished easily.
Back in time, Famas smiled seriously under Grandma Ping's gaze, his red eyes glowed with blood, a shadow formed by the fire element emerged from the stone road, and the sky seemed to begin to gather an ominous disaster light.
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Grandma Ping straightened her rickety back. Beside her, white light surged up, and several shock waves could be vaguely seen spreading around.
"It's indeed Grandma Shockwave!"
Grandma Ping, who had made up her mind, was just about to take action when Famas suddenly put away the momentum he had just built up, folded his arms, looked at the solemn old man with a harmless look, and said what Grandma Ping completely listened to.
If you don’t understand.
"Shock...wave?"
Seeing Famas stop, the old man, who was frowning and thinking, also put away his posture, put his hands behind his back again, and resumed his kind appearance.
What she uses is immortal power, which is pure and flawless. It may be different from the devil's power, but it is not worthy of the Fire God's surprise.
Fortunately, there were not many tourists at Yujingtai in the morning, and since the emperor was killed, there were even fewer tourists. The confrontation between an old man and a young man did not attract anyone's attention.
"Grandma Ping, we got the dust-cleaning bell!"
Paimon in the teapot shouted to the sky, trying to attract the attention of the teapot owner.
And this also broke the stalemate between Grandma Ping and Famas.
"Have you got it? Young people are very quick with their hands and feet. I will let you out now."
Grandma Ping's unhurried voice echoed in the air, and a soft milky white light appeared. Ying and Paimon successfully returned from the pot and returned to Famas' side.
Grandma Ping was still smiling, and Famas was sitting by the flower bed doing nothing, as if the tense confrontation just now didn't happen.