Yuanshen: Liyue Storyteller, Zhongli Gives Me God's Heart

"Why, do you have a faster way than flying?"

"If you keep using elements to move, I'm afraid you will be exhausted before you reach Mond."

The man with the feathers on his head said mockingly, and then made another stab.

"Both [Doctor] and [Ms.] fell one after another, and they must have been defeated one by one."

"If the two of us can reach Mond in perfect condition..."

"Then, in the face of the two of us asking questions...the Eagle of the West Wind can only obediently surrender."

"Jie jie jie jie..."

Speaking of this, [Rooster] laughed sternly.

Somehow, [Harlequin] also seems to be infected by the rooster's laughter.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something again, "If that is what the wind god did, what should we do?"

The rooster was quite confident about this, "The failure of Fengshen's power that Lord Ice God said personally, can it still harm us?"

"Also, based on the time when the Fengshen was born, the [wear and tear] that Mu Ye would have to endure..."

"It's a luxury to be able to maintain sanity, let alone fight with us."

Speaking of which, the cock just raised his hand, and something shocking happened.

The snow on the entire Xuefeng stopped.

Like a miracle, then turned to look at the clown, and said lightly:

"If that Fengshen was at his peak, maybe Lord Iceshen should be afraid of him."

"Now, it's just a useless god who hides from [wear and tear] under the guise of 'freedom'."

"Don't say that the two of us joined forces."

"I alone can knock down the current Fengshen."

Rooster swears and speculates what Barbatos is thinking.

What "you build a free city-state that is unattended".

In the eyes of the rooster, it is just a cover to avoid responsibility.

"I will bring glory back to the Queen of Ice."

The clown looked at the haughty rooster without saying a word.

But he also felt that what the rooster said made some sense.

How can a truly capable god evade the responsibility of being chosen by heaven.

I saw the rooster leaping towards the foot of the snow peak, with phantom wings of ice and snow spreading behind him.

It looks similar to the wings of the wind, but it is actually composed of elemental forces.

For a country like Solstice Winter, where there is constant wind and snow, using Wings of Wind at a high place is almost the same as sending you to death.

This Ice and Snow Phantom Wing is the substitute for the Wing of Wind in Solstice Winter.

Of course, it's not as cheap and friendly as Wings of Wind.

Seeing the rooster fly away, the clown moved and chased after him, but the wings behind him were different.

It was a pair of pitch-black wings, but upon closer inspection, they burned like flames, full of mystery.

But if Lin Zhibei saw it, he might have another idea.

Isn't this Collet's black fire?

As the two flew away, the snowstorm on the ice peak gradually rose, and the two gradually disappeared in the majestic snowstorm

As night fell, Yu Hui was struggling for the last time, but soon, the last bit of twilight was swallowed up by the night. In front of Wuwangpo, the four of them looked at the top of the hill full of will-o'-the-wisps, as if they were observing something.

I saw that Wuwang Slope was surrounded by mist, except for the dots of will-o'-the-wisps, I couldn't see anything else.

"This ghostly aura actually seems to be strong..."

He murmured in his mouth, even he, who had exorcised countless evils, was also moved by the ghostly aura of Wuwangpo at the moment.

"It's not so much a ghost, it's better to say that it's about to condense into substance."

"If you let it go on like this..."

Speaking of this, Mei frowned, and didn't say any more, just looked at Zhongli.

Lin Zhibei over there was curious.

What is half the talk?

"So what happens if you let it go?"

Sensing Mei's gaze, Zhongli nodded before continuing:

"If you continue to let it go like this, the boundary between Yin and Yang may directly invade reality."

"On the day of Zhongyuan, the ghosts who were originally trapped in Wuwangpo may go directly to Liyue Harbor to harm the people.

Zhongyuan day?

Lin Zhibei was a little taken aback when he heard that, isn't that July and a half of the Ghost Festival?

"I didn't expect that this gluttonous ghost has become a climate..."

Zhong Li murmured a little.

Hu Tao next to her is a little careless, as if she just made up her mind to catch fish

"I'm a little thirsty, has any of you brought water?"

Um?Hall Master Hu is thirsty?

Lin Zhibei suddenly thought of the pink potion that came back from [Doctor] Naxi.

Then he glanced at Hu Tao's chest that could run a horse.

"There is no water, but I brought a bottle of drink here, do you want to drink?"

"Okay, okay, take it out quickly."

As soon as Hu Tao heard that there was a drink, her plum blossom pupils immediately burst into light.

After digging for a long time, Lin Zhibei finally found the bottle of pink effervescent potion.

"Here."

Of course, Hu Tao was not wary of Lin Zhibei, the bottle cap opened with a "break", and the pink liquid poured down his throat.

Don't forget to comment after drinking it.

"Well, it's sweet and sour. It would be better if it can be chilled."

As Hu Tao said so, she looked towards Lin Zhibei.

But he found that Lin Zhibei was staring at his chest.

"Strange, why didn't it work?"

"Is it expired? Or is a bottle of medicine not enough?"

Here, Hu Tao was stared at, so he quickly covered it, and said with a blushing face, "The ghost on Wuwang Slope can be let go, but Mr. Lin, this pervert, should be exorcised first?" 007

Mei over there didn't realize what Hu Tao meant, but Zhong Li obviously did, with the appearance of an old man urging marriage:

"Master Hu, what do you think of Mr. Lin?"

When asked by Zhong Li, Hu Tao didn't realize it first, but after a few seconds, she came back to it, and her face became even redder:

"Zhongli, I didn't expect you to hate me too!"

Then he didn't dare to look at Lin Zhibei and Zhongli any more, and ran up Wuwangpo.

While catching up, Lin Zhibei didn't forget to turn around and give Uncle Zhong a thumbs up:

Well done, Master Chung.

Here Zhongli smiled slightly, it was a smile like that of an old father, and he walked after him.

Looking at Dijun smiling, he still doesn't understand what the three of them are talking about.

Scratching his head, he followed.

Mond leads to a camp in Liyue.

Ying and Paimon had already set up the tent, and beside the tent was a small pot.

Fragrant broth was gurgling on the pot.

This is also thanks to Miss Sarah of the Deer Hunter Restaurant, who reminded the two to bring more food that is easy to store on the road.

Otherwise, it is estimated that the two of them will have to eat sunset fruit again.

"Please Xiandianyi..."

Yingmei picked up a small bowl of broth, and while sipping, she muttered about the ceremony Wendy had mentioned.

"According to Wendy, when we go to Liyue, we will be able to see the Rock God as soon as the day comes."

"The Rock God seems to be called Morax..."

Paimon took the broth from Yingmei over there, sat obediently on the tree stump, and said the real name of the rock god.

"Sounds like a very serious god..."

Yingmei nodded.

"Daqiuqiu is sick, look at Erqiuqiu."

"Three hills collect herbs, four hills boil."

"Five hills are dead, six hills are lifted."

Hall Master Hu's well-known Qiuqiu people's song is echoing in the thick fog of Wuwangpo.

However, the person who sang this ballad was not Hu Tao, but Master Zhong.

Lin Zhibei simply complained:

"Mr. Zhongli, do you have any secrets in the hands of Hall Master Hu?".

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"Daqiuqiu is sick, look at Erqiuqiu."

"Three hills collect herbs, four hills boil."

"Five hills are dead, six hills are lifted."

The will-o'-the-wisps around the four appeared from time to time.

The eerie lyrics reverberated in Wuwangpo's gloomy fog, even Master Zhong's mellow voice could not save anything.

Hearing this, Lin Zhibei felt a chill down his spine, and even Mei who was beside him didn't know what to say.

I thought it was raining, but it turned out that it made me speechless.

Pretty much that feeling.

After listening for a while, Lin Zhibei couldn't hold back anymore.

Can't help but spit out:

"Mr. Zhongli... Do you have any clues in the hands of Hall Master Hu?"

This was the only possibility Lin Zhibei could think of.

What is the reason that made the serious rock king Dijun sing this kind of ballad?

Hearing Lin Zhibei's question, Zhongli stopped singing and muttered in frustration:

"This is the contract..."

contract?