Morax, I sympathize with you fairy

These rumors made her a little confused.

Feiyunpo's water has never had any problems...

Nowadays, such words are coming from the mouths of the people.

It seems that Qian Yanjun has to go check the water source... It happens that he is not at work today.

Come along and take a trip.

With this thought in mind, she started walking towards the General Affairs Department.

To call Qian Yanjun, you have to write an application... and then get a stamp.

...

【Among the Absolute Clouds】

"Whoosh-"

Mo Feng pulled Gan Yu and glided all the way from Aozang Mountain to Jueyunjian.

Finally we stopped at a small outdoor shop(?).

The store owner was an old man, walking around the house with his hands behind his back.

The waiter was a middle-aged man, standing in the room groaning and not knowing what he was doing.

As for the tables, they placed them outside.

Mo Feng took Gan Yu's hand, walked to the table and sat down.

"I have to say that Lord Liuyun is really very idle." He gestured with his palms with emotion, "Do you think that if I were discovered, would I not be able to get out of her cave?"

"No. Zhenjun Liuyun is a very good immortal."

Gan Yu smiled and shook his head, then looked at Mo Feng with schadenfreude, "I asked you to change the group name, why don't you change it? Now you can have some juice."

"We will all run back to Liyue Port later. Is it possible that she will catch up with us?"

Mo Feng spread his hands indifferently and took a few breaths, "If the time comes, I will use my last trump card."

"The trump card?" Gan Yu looked at him puzzled.

Mo Feng was about to answer.

A dull voice came out from the house first, "You two must have come here to find immortality among the clouds."

The tone was extremely firm, as if he had determined that the two of them were here to seek immortality.

"Oh?" Mo Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at the old man walking out of the house.

The old man has a kind face and looks amiable.

But what he said made Mo Feng a little laughable.

"I am the Thunderbolt Lord, living in seclusion among the clouds. I couldn't bear to see people in the world searching for immortality in vain, so I appeared here to pass on an immortal method for the people of the world to keep healthy."

The old man put on his bamboo hat and said exactly what he said.

Mo Feng shifted his gaze to Gan Yu and pursed his lips towards the old man.

Gan Yu shook his head and said that he did not know this "true king".

After receiving the exact reply, Mo Feng looked at the old man funny and said jokingly: "So, you are really an immortal?"

The old man thought he had bluffed the two people in front of him, so he continued: "I am the Thunderbolt Master, and I am a genuine immortal."

"Then Immortal, can you fly?"

"Uh..."

"Then will you escape?"

"This..."

"You can't fly or escape...then what can you do?"

"Superficial. How can the Immortal family's abilities be revealed by flying to the sky and escaping to the earth?!" The old man was anxious.

"Then you call yourself Thunderbolt Lord. You should be very fast."

Mo Feng smiled and raised his hand to point to the mountain not far away, "It should be no problem to reach that mountain within five seconds."

"shallow..."

"This is not superficial at all."

Mo Feng raised his left hand, and energy balls of different elements appeared on the tips of his five fingers.

"Then an immortal can always do such a simple thing."

Gan Yu, who was next to him, glared at Mo Feng speechlessly.

Immortals may not necessarily be able to master this ability to manipulate multiple elements.

"Two gods, hurry up and leave. I didn't look at the almanac when I went out today, and suddenly I remembered something else. Absolutely. Bah."

The old man said incoherently and turned back to the house.

boom--

"Why do people always come to cause trouble? These days are really sad."

The door closed, and the old man's cursing voice came from inside the room.

Mo Feng dispersed the elemental balls and shrugged at Gan Yu.

"Let's go?"

"it is good."

……

Chapter 116 Gui Liyuan Encounter

How far is it from Jueyunjian to Guiliyuan?

The actual distance is about the same as from Liyue Port to Guiliyuan.

If you are walking, it will probably take you a morning to arrive.

Mo Feng didn't use his natural ability to rush this time.

It was actually quite nice to walk on the road with Gan Yu and admire Gan Yu's every move.

In that word, pleasing to the eye.

Gan Yu was not used to this gaze at first, but as she walked for a long time, she got used to it a lot.

But as time went on, some problems arose.

"Xiao Ganyu, are you tired? If you are, I can carry you on my back."

Listening to Gan Yu's slightly heavier breathing, Mo Feng couldn't help but ask.

"Exercise is necessary..." Even so, she stopped and took two deep breaths, "Just wait a while."

"Then where do you plan to rest at noon?" Mo Feng took out the map and asked again.

Based on the surrounding scenery and appearance, their current location should be close to Cuijuepo.

Keep following the road and soon you will see a fork in the road.

One leads to Liyue Port and the other leads to Wangshu Inn.

Seeing that Gan Yu looked a little exhausted, he planned to use his abilities to speed up.

"If you want to rest...if you're here, I can do it anywhere." Gan Yu said without thinking.

"Then let's go to the fork in the road first and then decide."

Mo Feng put away the map, held her hand, and his body began to glow with golden light.

"Let's go."

After speaking, the two people immediately disappeared to the ground.

If you look down from a high altitude at this time, you can vaguely see a golden light speeding on the road...

...

【Gui Liyuan】

A group of five people plus a Paimon were walking down the road.

"I didn't expect our speed to be quite fast."

Looking at the Wangshu Inn in the distance, which had already appeared in his field of vision, Paimon sighed with his hands on his hips.

"If you're in a hurry, it's better to go faster."

Dadalia laughed and looked at Wan Yan in the team, "Miss Wan Yan, if you are tired, I can ask Clement to carry you."

"No, thank you for your kindness, sir."

Wan Yan glanced at Clement with disgust, then smiled brightly at Dadalia, "Young Master is the executive officer of the Fools, right? I wonder what you think of the Rock God Morax?"

"Morax, the Rock God..."

Dadalia raised his brows and glanced at Zhongli subconsciously. Seeing that he didn't respond, he smiled and said, "Emperor Yanwang is a god with good conduct."

"Good conduct...? But as far as I know, the Salt Demon God Heulia, that gentle Demon God, was killed by Morax in a dishonorable way during the Demon God War... This counts as Are you of good conduct?" Wan Yan protected herself with her hands and tried not to sound too excited.

"Morax, the God of Rock...Heulia, the Demon God of Rock?" Dadalia cast a puzzled look at Zhongli.

His visit to Liyue Port was relatively short, and he basically just collected some books by Emperor Yanwang to read.

As for Heulia who suddenly ran out...

who is it?

He doesn't know.

Zhongli saw Dadalia's doubts and stood up to save him: "Heulia, the Demon God of Salt, is the salt of table salt, not the rock of rocks."

"Oh...it turns out there are two different kinds of (yan)." Dadalia had an epiphany.

He looked at Wan Yan, smiled peacefully, and told the heart-wrenching truth, "In the era of the Demon God War, no matter what means were used, as long as they survived and won, they were the right side. History is determined by victory. It is written by the losers, not the losers.”

"Even so, it doesn't change the fact!" Wanyan defended with a blushing face: "Morax is just a villain!"

"You woman, I've tolerated you for a long time!" Clement pointed directly at Wan Yan's nose, "You've been chirping here!"

"Clement." Dadalia's tone suddenly became cold, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Don't be rude to the lady."

"Yes...yes, Mr. Executive Officer..." Clement lowered his head and his tone suddenly dropped.

"Don't quarrel, don't quarrel!"

Paimon quickly flew to the middle, waved his hands to dissuade him:

"Why are we all in the same team starting to fight among ourselves?"

“Isn’t everyone’s goal archaeological?”

"Why did the quarrel start?"

"Sir, please take care of Clement. Miss Wanyan, please don't look down on Emperor Yan Wang too much."

"..."

Paemon Barabara started talking.

Kong opened his mouth, planning to say something, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of two people suddenly appearing on the road not far ahead.

Then, he held his mouth open...

"It is indeed a problem."

Zhongli raised his hand, touched his chin, looked at Kong, and then followed Kong's line of sight.

Mo Feng and Gan Yu...?

It seems that their journey to Jueyunjian is over.

Zhongli thought in his mind and raised his hand again. Before he could speak, Mo Feng across from him seemed to have noticed something and pulled Gan Yu over.