Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

Chapter 319 Seven Stars Countermeasures
Under the golden light, Qunyu Pavilion rises from the fireworks in the world to meet meteors of different colors.

But the first one to set foot on the Qunyu Pavilion was an old man with a stooped figure and a kind face. He walked slowly in the air, walked up to the platform to welcome the immortals like walking on the ground, and looked up at the pavilion with carved railings and painted buildings. pavilion.

"It's so beautiful..."

The old woman pushed the old-fashioned round glasses on the bridge of her nose, and put her hands behind her back.

"When I first saw this group of jade pavilions, it was only the size of a house, but now it looks like this."

On the contrary, Ke Qing, who was a little nervous, didn't know how to respond to the emotional expression of the old man, so he could only say hello to the person who came.

"Grandma Ping."

Ke Qing was preparing to greet the immortal with a cold face, but she didn't expect that the first person to come here was Grandma Ping, who sells tea on Yujing Terrace.

This old man usually does not show the mountains or dew the water. When Ke Qing was surveying the land and investigating the land deeds in Yujingtai, he would often buy some tea from Grandma Ping to quench his thirst.

With Qixing's information network, it is natural to know the true identity of Grandma Ping, and this old lady named "Gechenlang City True Lord" lived in Yujingtai for a long time when Keqing's grandfather was Qixing.

Over the past hundred years, Liyue has become more and more prosperous, but Grandma Ping is getting older and older.

As an old man who witnessed Yujingtai's centenary years, Grandma Ping is also the kindest fairy that Qixing knows.

"Keqing, and Ningguang, long time no see."

"Have you guys discussed how to talk to the immortals in Jueyunjian later?"

Grandma Ping walked up to Ke Qing without hesitation, and asked the two of them amiably, but turned her eyes to Ging Guang, the head of the seven stars.

"Keqing and I have our own solutions to this matter, thank you Grandma Ping for your concern."

Ning Guang folded his hands in front of his belly, bowed slightly to the oncoming old man, the seriousness in his eyes was also a little less serious, and he spoke quietly and tentatively:

"Grandma Ping has lived in Liyue Port for a long time. When she heard the news of the emperor's death, she would be very grateful if she didn't question our Xingshi."

Grandma Ping smiled, as if hearing the search meaning in Ning Guang's words, she shook her head helplessly.

"Hehe, you..."

"The last time I gave away the fairy ceremony, I heard the emperor sigh that his era has passed away, and the protection of immortals has gradually become an obstacle to Liyue's development."

"I couldn't understand it at the time, but Dijun didn't want to talk too much, he just let me feel it."

"Now, I can probably understand a little bit."

The old man looked down from the Qunyu Pavilion, the market was scattered, the shops were closed, the streets were empty, the Qianyan Army's shouts to maintain order were blown away by the cold wind, the eight-faced black banners in the Yiyan Temple were hunting, and the copper furnace was shaking. The incense ash was flying, and the hanging bell rang rapidly.

Houses and boats sway in the raging current, like grass, trees and paper kites flying in the mountains.

The whole Liyue Harbor was in turmoil and panic, shaking and desolate.

This is the power of immortals.

"What's more, with the wisdom and strength of the emperor, mortals are absolutely incapable of murder."

Grandma Ping's vicissitudes and trustworthy voice passed over the carved pavilions and pavilions, and merged directly into the sudden wind.

"Miss Ningguang, Keqing."

A gentle and clear call that contained worry came, and Gan Yu hurried up the short ladder outside Qunyu Pavilion.

The bells on the girl's ankles were tinkling. On weekdays, the bells would probably be drowned in the fireworks in Liyue Harbor, but now that the Xianwei was shaking, the Qunyu Pavilion was surprisingly quiet.

"I just rushed back from Dihuazhou, I didn't expect such a serious thing to happen..."

Gan Yu's soft hair poured down like running water, outlining the gentle ear line, scattered on her chest, and leaned against her back, her lips were tightly pressed, and her lavender eyes flickered.

Ye Yang stood behind Ning Guang without the slightest hesitation, ready to welcome the coming immortal.

Thousands of years ago, when the position of the Liyue Seven Stars first appeared in Liyue, Gan Yu became the secretary of the first generation of the Seven Stars. In the following years, the Liyue Seven Stars continued to change, and only Gan Yu was always by his side.

As Qixing's secretary, Liyue's various departments and various clerical affairs will eventually be placed on her desk.

And Gan Yu, who knows many secrets of Li Yue, also completely trusts Ning Guang and Ke Qing.

They have no reason to murder the emperor.

The sky turned from purple to blue, and the long-burning lights no longer illuminated the Qunyu Pavilion, but were replaced by the intertwined light of elemental forces.

Qunyu Pavilion silently carried the turbulent Xianwei in Liyue Harbor.

A crane retracted its green and white wings, and gracefully landed on this castle in the sky.

"You are the head of the Liyue Seven Stars, Tianquan Ningguang?"

An elegant and indifferent female voice came from the crane's beak.

The whole body of this crane is pure white, the crane feathers are based on pure snow white, and the feathers are like painted paintings, decorated with light blue wind arc patterns and golden luan feathers, and there is a circle of Danxia-colored thin feathers around the indigo pupils.

"Nature does not increase or decrease, the heart is free from dirt, and there is no way to do nothing. It is a happy fairy."

"Tianquan condenses the light, I have seen senior Liuyun Borrowing the Wind."

Ning Guang told the origin of the crane, and then saluted the other party neither humble nor overbearing.

However, True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing Wind just held his neck high, looking down on all living beings in an extraordinary and refined manner.

"Hmph, you dare to call yourself a senior. You seven-star youngsters don't have any seniority in front of me..."

Looking at the two seven-star juniors in front of him, Liuyun borrowed Feng Zhenjun to raise his head, just in time to meet the elegant and luxurious Jade Pavilion Group in front of him.

The vermilion fir beams and columns that need to be surrounded by several people, the carved wooden windows with cloud patterns, the bright yellow glazed tiles that are constantly refracting and evolving under the light, and several cloud-shaped stone piles are placed between the elegant ponds, leading directly to the painting of Huilong. The gate stone of the pattern...

A strange color flashed in Liu Yun's eyes, who was obsessed with the mechanism, and his harsh words gradually stagnated.

It's just that she hasn't come to Liyue Port for hundreds of years, and Qixing actually built a floating building that is even bigger than the Immortal Residence in the Clouds.

Just as Zhenjun Liuyun borrowed the wind to continue chatting, two crimson meteors descended from the Jade Pavilion again.

A sturdy stag with a black body and a white beard on its face stepped onto the Jade Pavilion, followed by a crane with wings of cinnabar and rocks.

The shape is like Dan fire, the inside is clear and the outside is clear, the ambergris condenses the fragrance, the petrel vomits the nest, the water is cleared and the mountains are piled up.

Forming a stag, always holding a compassionate heart, among the immortals, the one with the best nature cuts the moon and builds the sun.

The two immortals came in a menacing manner, and they didn't care about the atmosphere in Qunyu Pavilion at all. After nodding with Grandma Ping, Zhenjun Liuyun and Zhenfeng and others, Zhenjun's deer stepped forward, and the overwhelming power of the immortals Press towards Ningguang and Keqing.

"The immortals wanted to give Qixing a chance to find out the truth about the emperor's death, but you and the others not only hid the emperor's immortal body, but did not find the reason, and tried to impose the guilt on the ordinary people who watched the ceremony."

An extremely loud and furious roar came from the mouth of Zhenjun Zhuyue Zhuyang. The sound was about to split gold and broken stones, piercing the nine heavens. In Zhenjun's golden-colored crane eyes, there seemed to be a scorching sun burning continuously.

Ningguang and Keqing's God's Eyes lighted up at the same time, and the elemental power rolled over to counteract the terrifying Xianwei.

Fortunately, none of the people with Godless Eyes in the Liyue Seven Stars showed up, otherwise the Immortal's deterrent would have suffered a dark loss on the Seven Stars.

Counting these two, all the immortals in Jueyunjian have basically been assembled.

He stared at the bearded and haired Xianlu and the stern-faced True Monarch Lishui Dieshan, and then looked at Grandma Ping standing behind him, his red lips parted slightly, but was immediately interrupted by True Monarch Lishui Zhuyang.

(End of this chapter)