The morning sun is not dazzling. Although the clouds in the sky are thin, they are boundless. Under the gentle sunlight, they surge slightly like clear lakes and streams in the mountains.
Famas's figure disappeared into the shadow cast by the covered bridge building. Paimon was about to open her mouth to persuade her to stay, but the traveler stopped her just in time, and then quietly stared at Zhongli, who was immersed in the sun and stood tall and tall.
"Traveler, the ceremony to send immortals is coming soon. Zhong is a guest outside the Rebirth Hall. He must preside over the ceremony and cannot stay with him for a long time."
Zhongli looked up at the sky and spoke to stop the traveler from continuing to ask.
"After all these twists and turns, you two must still have many doubts... There are still two hours before the ceremony begins, why not take a break, collect your thoughts, and think about it again after the ceremony is over?"
"Whether it is solving the crisis of the demonic chaos in Hong Kong, or your bravery in the golden house, you two have proved your precious qualities with practical actions. The Seven Stars of Liyue will repay their kindness...perhaps Ningguang has also prepared something for you.
Gift?"
Zhongli's eyes were gentle, and there was even a hint of humor in his tone. After the ceremony of sending immortals officially ended, he finally gave up the burden he had shouldered for more than three thousand years, bid farewell to the authority that had threatened each other with him every day, and truly
Experience the taste of the world.
Morax is a god. Gods have almost no weaknesses, and they also have no real joys, sorrows, and joys. Now, as a mortal Zhongli, he finally has the ability to face the mistakes he made in the past.
Although he was holding back his doubts, the traveler chose to shut up for the time being. After nodding farewell to Zhongli, he pulled Paimeng and walked against the white horse at the corner of Feiyun Slope.
The land price in Liyue is so high that even the old houses in Chihuyan cannot be purchased by travelers who rely on commissions from the Adventurers Association every day to buy them, let alone the Yujingtai complex with carved beams and painted beams.
Therefore, in addition to sleeping in the wilderness on weekdays, the poor Cai Ying and little Paimon could only stay in hotels in various places.
"It would be great if there was a super big kettle like Grandma Ping!"
Ever since he saw Grandma Ping's teapot on the Yujing Terrace, every time night fell, little Paimon, who accompanied the travelers sleeping in the wilderness, would unabashedly recite it several times with great envy, and then get into the abandoned
In the tent of the adventurer's camp, he held the girl's arm and fell asleep.
Although Yingmei also wants a magical teapot, she can't let Grandma Ping give her her belongings, right?
The traveler tried hard to put aside the complicated thoughts in his mind, walked ahead with a heavy heart, and returned to the hotel with Paimon.
Tonight, she and Paimon first explored the abandoned workshop beneath the Golden House to stop the Silver Plains Hall's god-making plan, and then met with the executive of the Fools. They also heard so many secret past events about the demons that their bodies and minds were exhausted.
Already exhausted.
If it hadn't been for the sky getting brighter, travelers wouldn't have even realized that so many things had happened in a short period of time.
However, Zhongli himself was also responsible for presiding over his own immortal ceremony, so he obviously couldn't close his eyes and rest.
After watching the traveler leave, Zhongli avoided the ceremonial attendants and General Affairs Department personnel coming and going at the alley, walked around to the backyard of the Purity Hall through the winding path, opened the vermilion side door, and tiptoed back to his room.
His room still looks the same, without much decoration. It is neatly decorated with many wooden household items, most of which are made of sandwood. It is said that this kind of wood has the ability to withstand the weather and last for hundreds of years.
Woody, you can still vaguely smell the elegant and fresh woody fragrance.
Zhongli took out two palm-sized amber balls and was just about to put them in the drawer of the table when he suddenly remembered the traditional virtue of a certain plum-blossom-eyed hall master who came uninvited, so he took out the canned knowledge sealed with forbidden knowledge.
Returned to his arms.
He originally wanted to ask Famas about the resurrection of Heulia and give him these two pieces of canned knowledge. Unexpectedly, the situation developed out of control. When talking about the past, he and Famas were still inseparable.
Fire, there is absolutely no room for relaxation.
Zhongli lifted up his cuffs and took off his gloves, revealing his covered arm. If you ignored the cracks all over it, this arm seemed to be carved from the finest amber.
The soft rock elemental force slowly wrapped around the upper arm, smoothing out the fine cracks.
"The nature of the Dark Outer Sea is unclear. Its name represents darkness and nowhere to be found. The physical form of the Outer Sea can only be illuminated by the glow of the demon god after it is burned out. There can only be seven rulers in this world, and the rest
…exhausted.”
Zhongli still remembered the order of the Maintainer when he announced the fate of defeating the demon god. When all the seven gods who were entrusted with authority were silent, only Famas raised the sword of rebellion and responded with practical actions.
Unfortunately, everyone misjudged Tianli's control of order and determination to suppress the power of the ancient dragon. The anger of the sky manifested itself in various forms, and Munata finally ushered in its destruction.
Sunlight shone into the room from the window of the Hall of Purity. Zhongli tapped the edge of the wooden table gently, returning his thoughts to the canned knowledge in front of him.
We still have to find a way to deliver these two time bombs to Famas.
Mr. Zhong thought for a moment and then raised his hand. The rock elemental power that symbolized the contract was injected into the canned knowledge, and the knowledge that did not belong to this world was sealed again. The rock pattern engraved with Liyue ancient inscriptions appeared and then slowly fell silent.
At this moment, the ceremony attendants and the staff of the General Affairs Department who were busy outside the Hall of Rebirth also noticed the bright light shining through the door of Zhongli's room, and the ferryman who was instructing everyone to bring out the magic weapon quickly ran up the corridor on the second floor.
, came outside Zhongli’s bedroom, and knocked on the door a little hastily:
"Mr. Zhongli? Are you in the room? Is it convenient now... The ceremony of sending immortals is about to begin..."
The steward outside the door was not surprised by Zhongli's sudden appearance. After all, although his Mr. Keqing was usually a quiet person, he was also a real Eye of God holder, just like the knight in Liyue's novel.
Wandering is not difficult.
It is common knowledge in the continent of Teyvat that elemental power can do things that ordinary people cannot do.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! What’s more, the business of Goshen Hall is day and night, and the daily contacts are also ghosts and gods that ordinary people avoid and even fear, so the children in the hall, regardless of gender, have to accept the
They are much better than ordinary people.
"Well, I'll be here later..."
Zhongli put away the ball that contained the canned knowledge, stood up and walked to the door. After making sure that nothing was missing or inappropriate, he slowly opened the door.
"Ah! Sure enough, it's you, Mr. Zhongli, you're finally back! Come on... the ceremony of sending immortals will begin in more than an hour."
"Can you please check again whether the specification and cost of the prayer flag ritual instrument are appropriate? Is it better to ring the dust-cleaning bell seven times or nine times? How many feet and inches is the length of the incense stick better..."
The ferryman lady, who was wearing a black pleated skirt and beads of sweat on her forehead, seemed to have finally found support. She grabbed Zhongli's arm and walked downstairs, fearing that Mr. Ke Qing would suddenly disappear and leave her to face it alone.
The common people on the Yujing Platform and the powerful Liyue Seven Stars.
"This matter is so important, why didn't Hall Master Hu come forward?"
Zhongli was dragged to the dragon head statue in the main hall of the hall. He looked around before frowning and asking.
Although the Rebirth Hall has hosted many ceremonies for Jue Yun Zhenjun, this is the first time that Emperor Yan Wang has sent an immortal. The ceremony attendants, who were completely unsure of their feelings, seemed to have completely forgotten that their Hutao Hall Master had also appeared for a long time.
Not returned.
"Hallmaster Hu said he was going to Wuwangpo to investigate the resurrection of the deceased. Calculating the time... it is now the third day."
The ferryman explained very quickly, and Zhongli then remembered that after Hutao was poisoned by the balm, he ran away to the boundary between life and death in a daze. It was a long way there, and he thought he would not be able to come back in time to host the ceremony.
Zhongli sighed. He was not worried about Hu Tao's safety. After all, the Eye of God on the girl's back was not a decoration.
As a last resort, the retired emperor could only organize his own ceremony to send immortals, and followed the ceremony attendants to Yujing Terrace to welcome the immortal ancestor Fashu.