Under the reflection of the golden light, the Jade Pavilion soared into the sky from the fireworks of the human world and met the shooting stars of different colors.
But the first person to step onto the Qun Jade Pavilion was an old man with a stooped figure and a kind face. He stepped slowly in the air, walked onto the platform to welcome the immortals as if walking on flat ground, and stared up at the pavilion with carved railings and painted buildings.
Pavilion.
"So beautiful..."
The old woman pushed up her old-fashioned round glasses on the bridge of her nose and put her hands behind her back.
"When I first saw these jade pavilions, they were only the size of a house. Now they look like this."
The old man's sighing look made the slightly nervous Ke Qing not know how to answer the question, so she had to say hello to the visitor.
"Grandma Ping."
Keqing was originally preparing to greet the immortal with a cold face, but she didn't expect that the first person to arrive here was Grandma Ping who was selling tea on the Yujing platform.
This old man usually kept quiet. When Ke Qing was measuring land at Yujing Terrace and investigating land deeds, he would often buy some tea from Grandma Ping to quench his thirst.
With the intelligence network of Qixing, it is natural that we have known the true identity of Grandma Ping for a long time, and this old woman whose fairy name is [Zhenjun of Gechenlang City] has lived in Yujingtai for a long time when Keqing's grandfather was the Qixing.
Over the past hundred years, Liyue has become increasingly prosperous and prosperous, but Grandma Ping has become older and older.
As an old man who has witnessed the longevity of Yujingtai, Grandma Ping is also the kindest immortal known to Qixing.
"It's sunny and there's still light, long time no see."
"Have you discussed how to talk to the immortals in Jueyunjian later?"
Grandma Ping walked up to Keqing without hesitation and asked the two of them amiably, but her eyes were focused on the condensed light at the head of the Seven Stars.
"Keqing and I have our own solutions for this matter. Thank you Grandma Ping for your concern."
Ningguang folded his hands in front of his abdomen, bowed slightly towards the oncoming old man, the seriousness in his eyes softened slightly, and he quietly tried to test:
"Grandma Ping has lived in Liyue Port for a long time. When she heard the news of the emperor's murder, she was very grateful not to ask us for help."
Grandma Ping smiled, as if she heard the searching meaning in Ningguang's words, and shook her head helplessly.
"Haha, you..."
"The last time I sent the immortal ceremony, I heard the emperor lament that his era has passed, and the protection of immortals has gradually become an obstacle to Liyue's development."
"I couldn't understand it at the time, but the emperor didn't want to say more and just let me feel it myself."
"Now, I can probably understand a little bit."
The old man looked down from the jade pavilion. The market was scattered, the shops were closed, and the streets were empty. The Qianyan Army's call to maintain order was blown away by the cold wind.
Incense ashes are flying, and the hanging bell is ringing.
Houses and boats are swaying in the wild current, like vegetation and kites flying in the mountains.
The entire Liyue Port is turbulent and panicked, shaking and miserable.
This is the power of immortals.
"What's more, with the emperor's wisdom and power, mortals will never be able to murder."
Grandma Ping's aged and confident voice passed over the pavilions and pavilions with carved railings and jade, and blended into the sudden wind.
"Miss Ningguang, Keqing."
A gentle and clear call with worry came, and Gan Yu hurriedly climbed up the short ladder outside Qunyu Pavilion.
The bells on the girl's ankles tinkled. On normal days, the sound of the bells would have been drowned in the smoke and smoke of Liyue Port, but now the trembling power of the immortal made the Qunyu Pavilion surprisingly quiet.
"I just rushed back from Dihuazhou, but I didn't expect such a serious thing to happen..."
Gan Yu's soft hair poured out like running water, outlining the gentle ear line, and then scattered on her chest, leaning against her back, her lips were pressed tightly, and her eyes were flowing in her lavender eyes.
Yeyang stood behind Ningguang without any hesitation, preparing to welcome the coming immortal.
Thousands of years ago, when the position of the Seven Stars of Liyue first appeared in Liyue, Gan Yu became the secretary of the first generation of Seven Stars. In the years since, the Seven Stars of Liyue have continued to change, but Gan Yu has always been by his side.
As the secretary of Qixing, Liyue has various departments and all aspects of paperwork will eventually be placed on her desk.
And Gan Yu, who knows many of Liyue's secrets, also completely trusts Ningguang and Keqing.
They have no reason to murder the emperor.
The sky turned from purple to green, and the ever-burning light no longer shone on the Jade Pavilion, but was replaced by the interweaving light of elemental power.
Qunyu Pavilion silently carries the immortal power surging in Liyue Harbor.
A crane gathered its green and white wings and landed gracefully on this air pavilion.
"Are you the leader of Liyue's seven stars, Tianquan Ningguang?"
An elegant and calm female voice came from the crane's beak.
The whole body of this crane is pure white, and its feathers are made of pure snow-white. The feathers are like paintings, decorated with light cyan wind arc patterns and golden luan feathers. There is also a circle of fine red feathers around the indigo eyes.<
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"The nature does not increase or decrease, the mind is not pure, and there is no way to do anything. This is the happy immortal."
"Tianquan Ningguang, I have seen senior Liuyun Jifeng."
Ning Guang told the origin of the crane, and then saluted the other party in a neither humble nor overbearing manner.
But Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun just held his neck high, looking down at all living beings in an otherworldly manner.
"Hmph, you actually dare to compare yourself to your seniors. You seven-star juniors have no regard for seniority in front of me..."
Looking at the two seven-star juniors in front of him, Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun raised his head and happened to face the elegant and luxurious group of jade pavilions in front of him.
There are vermilion red cedar beams and columns that need to be surrounded by several people, carved wooden windows with hollow cloud patterns, bright yellow glazed tiles that continuously refract and evolve under the light, and several cloud-shaped stone piles placed between the unique and elegant ponds, leading to paintings of Huilong.
Patterned gate stone...
Liuyun, who is addicted to the ways of institutions, flashed a strange color in his eyes, and his harsh words gradually stopped.
She just hasn't come to Liyue Port for hundreds of years, and Qixing actually built a floating building larger than the Immortal Residence in Yunzhong.
Just when Zhenjun Liuyun Jiefeng was about to continue chatting, two red meteors fell from the Jade Pavilion again.
A sturdy stag with a dark-yellow color and a white beard on its face stepped onto the jade pavilion, followed by a crane with cinnabar wings and wings spread out from the rock.
It looks like an elixir of fire, it is clear inside and outside, the ambergris is fragrant, the petrels vomit their nests, and the water flows over the mountains.
In the form of a deer, he always has a compassionate heart. Among the immortals, the one with the most kind nature cuts the moon and builds the yang.
The two immortals were approaching fiercely, and they did not care about the atmosphere in the Qunyu Pavilion at all. After nodding with Grandma Ping, Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun and others, Zhenyue Zhuyang Zhenjun stepped forward with his deer feet, and the immortal power was overwhelming.
Go towards Ningguang and Keqing.
"When the emperor died, the immortals originally wanted to give Qixing a chance to find out the truth. However, not only did you hide the emperor's immortal body and not find the reason, you also tried to impose the guilt on the ordinary people watching the ceremony."
An extremely loud and angry roar came from the mouth of Zhenyue Zhuyang Zhenjun. The sound was like breaking gold and gravel, penetrating through the nine heavens. The leaves of the ginkgo planted on the jade pavilion rustled down, and the water covered the mountains.
There seems to be a blazing sun burning in the golden and amber-colored crane eyes of the True Lord.
The divine eyes of Ning Guang and Ke Qing light up at the same time, and the elemental power rolls to offset the terrifying immortal power.
Fortunately, no one from the Seven Stars in Liyue with Eyes of God came forward, otherwise the Immortal’s intimidation would cause the Seven Stars to suffer a hidden loss.
Counting these two, all the immortals in Jueyunjian have basically arrived.
He stared at the fair-haired and beardless Immortal Deer and the stern-looking Lord Lishui Dieshan, and then looked at Grandma Ping who was standing behind him. She slightly opened her red lips, but was immediately interrupted by Lord Cutting the Moon and Building the Yang.<