Yuanshen: Master Niu Miscellaneous Carving

(The pickaxe breaks the rock, under the green hill.)

Eliminating demons has no way back, the evil king is bound, and Jinpeng has no way out.

Where is the skyrocketing?

(Yasha Mandrill is bound by karma, looking up to the emperor to reach out to save him.)

The smoke rises from the stove, and the firewood prospers.

The best taste in the world, taste the warmth and fullness, and the world is going on.

(In the farmhouse, under the stove fire, the rice cooker adds fuel to the fire.)

Seeing the crispy rice on the stage, Xiangling in the live broadcast room couldn't calm down [Xiangling: Crusty rice, it's rice cracker (△Chuan)!Why does rice crust appear here? ] [Crispy rice: huh? ] [Xu Hao: The picture scrolls should all be scenes from Liyue thousands of years ago, and the crispy rice can appear on it, I'm afraid the identity is not simple. ] [Paimon: Could it be that rice crust is also a demon god (???)? ] [Lisa: Liyue is a magical place, and it's not impossible. ] [Grandma Ping: Haha, it is true. ] The video on the big screen continues: stay in the colorful clouds, borrow the wind direction... 0 (Among the mountains, stay in the clouds and borrow the wind to fly past.)

Cut the moon and build a strong sun.

Light and darkness pass through the sky, and the sunrise is prosperous.

(Cut the moon to build the sun, and the dark moon will be reversed by the scorching sun.)

Lishu rivers and mountains, cascading mountain villages.

Amber seals off evil spirits, turbid and clear.

(On the top of the mountain, Lishui and mountains flutter their wings and shine.)

Move the night to guide the sky to protect you, and calm your madness.

Sacrifice, go, rise and fall.

(Yixiaoguo Tianzhenjun supported the mountain with antlers, and died to protect the common people at dawn.)

Seeing this, the old man Zhongli and the immortals in the live broadcast room secretly sighed.

It has been many years since the old friend left.

The Liyue people couldn't help mourning him in their hearts.

The people of Liyue have always remembered the sacrifice made by this immortal.

The video continues to play: Among the broken tiles, the last wish is lost.

In the stone statue, the old people hope that today's people are well.

(Bronze sparrow statues glow in the ruined temple.)

Hidden underground, Su Yuechang.

May the finishing touch, the Dragon King's body will be revealed.

(Emperor Rock King, Dotted Eyes Ruo Tuo Long Wang.)

Travel thousands of miles and conquer the eight wastelands.

Roaring across the sky, he broke through the enemy's formation, and no one could stand him.

(King Kong roared to the sky, and the demons and demons turned into powder.)

Hate wear and tear, hate absurdity.

After the dust is gone, it will be difficult to see 2.2 once it is gone. It is a merchant.

(Dragon King became insane due to wear and tear, and was sealed voluntarily. Thousands of years after Liyue, things are not people.)

Seeing this, Grandpa Zhongli let out a long sigh.

The relationship between him and Ruo Tuo is like that of brothers.

In the Demon God War, without his help, I don't know how difficult it would be.

Hate wear and tear, hate absurdity.

Yeah, what a ridiculous wear and tear.

He had no choice but to fight against his brother and seal him.

You must watch the performance in this video, I am wearing it now.

And that little brother with glasses, could it be the incarnation of Ruo Tuo?

Could it be that he will be able to meet his old brother again soon?

PS: My brother is going to junior high school, so please forgive me for taking some time to buy things for him this afternoon.

Chapter 1: Planning for the present, writing for the future, Chapter [-]

On the big screen, bid farewell to old friends.

Zhong Li closed his eyes, and his clothes changed into an ancient appearance.

Braids spread out to grow hair.

On the head, the pair of dragon horns also appeared.

The short and soothing tune, the singing continues: the past, the past and the present, how many times have passed away.

Come and go again, ask from the beginning, and watch the river flow eastward.

(Yasha, the celestial being behind Dijun Yanwang, disappears amidst the illusion.

Several Zeng emperors scolded Fang Qiu and rushed to the battlefield. )

Seeing the four deceased brothers and sisters in the live broadcast room, Mandrill felt unspeakable sadness in his heart.

He faces the world with indifference all day long, but he can never cool down his nostalgia for the dead.

To be swallowed up by karma and finally fall into the bottomless abyss is the fate of the Yaksha clan.

This has been doomed since the birth of the Yasha clan.

He was the only one left now.

That day, I don't know when it will come.

But what is certain is that sooner or later it will, it will definitely come.

At the same time, the melon-eating viewers in the live broadcast room are now completely sure that Zhongli, 20 Liuzi on the street, is the rock king.

[Arataki Yidou: Tianshou, this street trickster is really a rock god=? ? (?????)! ! ] [Chongyun: I am a rock prince, I am really a rock prince, I can't do it, I have to eat some popsicles to calm down. ] [Master Mao: Oh my god, Lord Yan has eaten in my shop (???)? ] [Shitou: Oh my god, Lord Yan bet on Shi(???) in my shop? ] [Li Tiezui: Oh my god, Lord Yan has heard my storytelling (???)? ] [Ying'er: Oh my god, Lord Yan actually patronized him (???)? ] [Xing Qiu: What (?? A?? Chuan Chuan)?Patronize? ] [Kaya: What (?? A?? Chuan Chuan)?Patronize? ] [Xu Hao: What (?? A?? Chuanchuan)?Patronize? ] [Ying: Ahem, don’t get me wrong, although this guy is a good driver, he’s actually just a balm seller. ] [Xu Hao: Cut (one), boring. ] [Dada Duck: Cut (one_one), boring. ] [Paimon: No matter what, Zhongli can't hide his true identity at last , Naturally, the rock gods are treated equally, but this truth is quite shocking. ] [Noelle: I was on the Second Creation yesterday. ...slapped Rock God ('?w?)? ] [Xu Hao: That's right, you slapped him under the table, and said that Liyue will return to Mond after finishing this vote. (Funny)] [Qin: @许朝, no, no, this joke is a bit big (Changkou [Hu Tao: Oh, I really don’t know if someone will have the face to go out and keep accounts everywhere (yV)~ [Zhongli: Uh...([-]")] Grandpa Zhongli is about to cry now.

Yesterday I felt that it was not a second, but today it was really exposed by the Erchuang live broadcast room.

Picture what?

What do you mean by the picture of the Erchuang live broadcast room?

Do you have to expose him?

He just wants to retire and live a comfortable retirement life.

The identity of a fairy is already troublesome enough, and now he has found out his old background.

Want to cry, but keep watching the video.

I have to praise, today's video is really good.

On the big screen, in the second half of the video, the story of people: the jade falls, in the cup, the words laugh and plot.

With a wave of your hand, you can swim through the broken snow and fly up and down the floor.

(The Jade Pavilion falls, the Demon God seals it, Tianquan smiles, and Liyue is exhausted in her heart)

Ruilin keeps the promise and has not changed it for thousands of years.

Pedestrians are rushing, rushing to pavilions.

(Under the pavilion, Gan Yu, Ke Qing and a smile intersect.)

Yuheng name, unique style.

Don't ask the gods and gods, just build on the past and open up the future.

(Yuheng engraved parade on the street on a sunny day, and all the people welcomed it.)

People's hearts are changeable, and the world has a mind.

In the old age, sit and watch success or failure.

(Liyue Wharf, Tianshu fishing, watching Liyue events.)

The law is strict about good and evil, distinguishing between good and evil, right, guilty, innocent.

(Yan Fei settles the case on the street, clear and clear)

Sigh the rise and fall, mortal drama.

As soon as the dance comes out, the old generation is separated, and the new dynasty is established.

(Ms. Yunjin, came on stage to sing and dance to Liyue Fenghua.)

Asking about prejudice is not self-confident.

Don't disgrace the present, make public your personality.

(Xin Yan burst into flames, leading pop music.)

Layers of clouds move, startled thunder.

The violent tide rises, the sea and mountains are cut down, and the four seas are swept away.

(Thunderstorms rise from the sea, and the uncrowned Dragon King Beidou slashes the giant beast with his sword.)

Protect Qianfan, waiting for the return date.

Thousands of miles away, the mountains and rivers are still in mind, the heart of the country.

(Under the city wall, the Qianyan Army guards the country.)

Liyue's various forms flashed by at present, and the singing sounded again: Sending immortals to the long road, if you knock yourself, it's your heart.

According to ancient and modern.

Carry on the past, Qing Shi Chang Ming.

(Master Hu presents the gift of immortals, and the emperor and all the immortals hide in the sea of ​​people.)

Later, he entered the book arena, chivalrous and hostile.

To ward off evil spirits and stop soldiers.

(Wipe ink on Xingqiu paper, Chongyun cast spells to suppress evil spirits.)

Please invite the Quartet to cook a feast for all people.

Keeping warm is peace.

(Crusted rice cake Xiangling showed off her culinary skills, and the banquet was a feast for all people.)

In addition to suffering, obey the orders.

Suddenly, the past is forgotten, and the living beings of this life.

(Qiqi embraces the medicinal herb and washes it off in the water, just like the illusion of her previous life.)

The sky in the pot, the prosperity of the world.

Seeing the river and the sea, reflecting mountains and clear water.

(The fish in the water should be hooked and fly. On the pier, Grandma Ping and Shen He are under the setting sun.)

Crossing thousands of sails, jumping the wind and waves.

Generations of people, walking in the world, the clouds rise from the dragon.

(The big dipper on the boat looks at the sea at sunset, and the lights are brightly lit under Liyue. Walking with autumn clouds, rice crackers and fragrant water chestnuts play pass by, and Hu Tang walks around the main street.)

Reading history books, thousands of years long.

Plan the present, write the future, Chapter 1.

(Thousands of night lanterns are flying, and Tianquan sits and watches the scene of the prosperous age.)

The singing ended here, and finally, Yuheng Keqing appeared on the stage.

"Look back at the past, and carry on the past."