Original God: Founding a sect in Shushan, gathering people in Teyvat to cultivate immortality

A secluded bamboo forest at the foot of Longshou Peak Mountain.

A newly reclaimed small earth bag somewhat destroyed the nature of this bamboo forest.

Zhongli and Mandrill stood in front of the little soil bag with solemn expressions.

If you look closely, you can see that this is a tomb.

A carefully carved tombstone was erected on the ground.

Letter: Disciple of Shushan, the tomb of Xuanxing, the beloved disciple of the Wine and Sword Immortal Mo Yixi.

This is written in Teyvat script.

Zhongli took the wine glass from Mandrill and gently scattered it on the ground.

"Senior Brother Xuanxing, we didn’t meet each other when we were alive, but now we meet in this way, it can be considered a fate."

"Your funeral was a bit rushed, but please understand, Senior Brother Xuanxing, Shushan is currently busy with affairs and really doesn’t have the energy to do anything big."

Zhongli picked up another glass of wine and threw it on the ground.

"Master is a wine and swordsman. Although I have never seen him with my own eyes, I imagine he is a graceful person."

"As a disciple of the Wine Sword Immortal, my senior brother must also be a good drinker. These are Teyvat wines, and they should have a unique flavor."

After that, Zhongli sighed and placed his top-level spiritual sword and the flying sword given to Xuan Xing by Mo Yixi on the ground.

"Junior brother, I have taken away senior brother’s space ring and obtained the Zhixuan Sutra and other resources."

"Let me leave this sword and the flying sword given by my master to my senior brother as a thought."

"Now I am the acting leader of Longshou Peak, and I am of the same lineage as my senior brother. My senior brother’s hatred is my hatred."

"When I reach the peak of refining energy and becoming a god, I will suppress the Qingfeng Niu in the Nine Nether Realm to avenge my senior brother."

"In this way, my senior brother’s spirit in heaven can rest in peace. Zhongli solemnly raised his hands, let out a long sigh, and prepared to leave with Mandrill.

Suddenly, the sword energy soaring into the sky made the surrounding bamboo forest rustle.

Zhongli subconsciously felt the cold sword energy stabbing him from behind.

Looking back suddenly, Two swords, one large and one small, were suspended in front of Zhongli.

The swords kept ringing, and Weng Ran vibrated.

In a daze, 02 Zhongli seemed to see a young man in green on a small grave not far away with a smile on his face, full of expectations. He looked at himself with relief.

The softest part in Zhongli's heart seemed to be touched.

At this moment, he suddenly understood what countless Shushan disciples and senior Shushan sacrificed their lives for.

Inheritance.

Just as he fought in the Demon God War in the past, The same reason why he never stops.

Inheritance!

Now, this inheritance is in his hands

"This sword is Xuanyi."

A gentle voice sounded from somewhere, and then the voice became a little free and easy.

"Junior brother, please accept your last gift."

"I just ask you to carry my last thoughts with you, senior brother, and go higher and further."

"Junior brother, the road ahead is windy and the sky is high, please draw your sword! Zhongli was silent for a long time, looking at the shadow that he didn't know existed or not, and suddenly asked:

"Senior brother, are you still satisfied with junior brother's drink?"

"It’s a good wine!"

Hearing this, Zhongli raised the corner of his mouth slightly and raised his hand to hold the sword.

"Good wine and good scenery should be accompanied by Qingfeng's head. Senior brother, wait and see. When the time comes, junior brother cuts off Qingfeng with Xuanyi and gives it to senior brother as a wine glass."

Xuan Yi's shadow became more and more illusory. After a while, he suddenly looked up to the sky and howled.

"Hahaha...good! good!"

"The head brother really took on an incredible disciple for his master, Xuan Xing and You Rongyan!"

"Junior brother, wait a minute! The road to immortality is bleak, and my senior brother will give you one last ride!"

After the words fell, a thick soul power spread out from the Xuan Yi Sword and merged into Zhongli's body.

Zhongli suddenly felt that his soul became stronger and tougher, and he gained a lot more insights into the Sword Control Technique.

Even, Lian Zhi Xuan Jing He had gained a lot of experience in his practice.

After a while, Zhongli came back to his senses and looked at the two swords that had fallen into his hands and the grave bag that had returned to calm.

Taking a deep breath, Zhongli handed over his hand.

"One day, I will sacrifice Qingfeng's head and have a good drink with my senior brother!"

Mandrill didn't know what happened. He just felt that the sword intent on Zhongli suddenly became more profound.

After a moment, Zhongli suddenly turned around and flew towards Longshou Peak.

"Mandrill, I will teach you the Mysterious Sutra, so that you can cultivate well. One day, you will return to the secret realm of Jiuyou, kill the seven kings, and save the lives of many disciples of Jiuyou in Shushan."

"Revenge!"

Mandrill's pupils shrank and he said coldly:

"Disciple obeys!"

……

The high seas where Inazuma and Teywat meet.

A huge warship finally sailed out of the place where the thunderstorm was raging.

A solemn-looking shogunate seemed to have received some signal and quickly walked to the door of a hidden room.

There are some strange runes carved on the door.

Not surprised, the shogunate raised his hand and knocked on the door, then quickly left.

After a while, the door opened, but there was no one inside.

The warship stayed on the high seas for a while, handed over some boxes, and then returned to the thunderstorm.

On the sea, a pink figure quietly appeared.

Looking at the warship submerged in the thunderstorm, Shenzi stretched himself leisurely.

I walked on the water waves to a large box with an unattractive appearance. I knocked lightly and the box unfolded.

But they naturally fit together and became a simple small wooden raft boat.

"General Kujo has a conscience, at least he didn't let anyone really run all the way there on his own."

"It would be very annoying if I fell into the sea after running tired and my hair got wet."

The son of God stood on the raft boat with a smile. No movement was seen. The lightning flashed on the water and the raft boat quickly sailed towards Liyue Port.

……

Opéra Opéra.

Today, Funina is still sitting in her seat enjoying the farce in the court.

It was just when this farce was about to come to an end in Navilette's familiar announcement.

Clolinde suddenly walked quickly to Funina and whispered a few words to her in a low voice.

Funina's eyes flashed and she whispered:

"Where are the photos? Clolinde took out a few photos from her arms and handed them to Fu Nina.

In the first photo, a relatively blurry figure shuttled through the sky on a flying sword.

Fu Nina's expression did not change and she continued to read the follow-up. The photo.

The figure drove the flying sword to transform into thousands, and behind it were dense shadows of illusory but sharp swords.

Anyone who took a look at it would have to say that this was an immortal coming to earth.

Funina paused and continued to scroll down..

The third photo is of the mountain that has been ravaged by thousands of swords. Its height has been reduced by several hundred meters.

Funina was silent for a long time, and then she looked at the last photo.

It looked a little blurry, but it was vague. It can be seen that under the clouds, there are thousands of Qianyan Army, sitting cross-legged and meditating.

Seeing that Funina had read all the photos, Clolind whispered:

"This was taken from a long distance with the help of the newly developed photo camera at Narcissus Crossing Hospital."

"The closer you are, the more risk you have of being discovered." (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"In addition, recently, the General Affairs Department in Liyue suddenly began to lead a trend of public opinion on cultivating immortals."

"Thousands of Qianyan troops are permanently stationed in Jueyunjian, and our intelligence personnel also saw……"

"There are many animals, and they are under Jueyunjian at a fixed time every day……"

There was a trace of disbelief in Clolind's eyes.

"Stop showing off! Come on, I'm curious!"

Funina stared at Clolind with some annoyance.

The latter took a deep breath and said slowly:

"Many animals are fixed at the bottom of Jueyunjian to pay homage and kowtow... Recently, Liyue often brings a large number of animals and various resources to Jueyunjian."

"But those resources disappeared without a trace after entering Jueyunjian. Although Jueyunjian is vast and rich in resources, there is definitely not that much place to accommodate so many animals."

"In addition, major chambers of commerce in Liyue have recently contacted us, wanting to purchase Fontaine’s specialty minerals, medicinal materials and animals."

"We have investigated and found that behind most of these chambers of commerce are the shadows of the Tianquan Star."

"The rest is more or less the property of Seven Stars."

Funina scratched her cheek in confusion and muttered:

"What on earth is Liyue doing!"

"Also, after the thunderstorm that day, we consulted Liyue. Have you heard anything?"[]

Clolind felt a little embarrassed when she mentioned this matter. She hesitated for a moment, nodded slightly and said:

"Tianquanxing wrote back and said...it was Emperor Yanwang who was overcoming the tribulation."

"What a joke! I haven’t survived the tribulation for thousands of years, so why am I able to survive the tribulation so well today!"

Funina angrily patted the chair, causing Navilette below to look over slightly.

Funina hurriedly waved her hand, and then lowered her voice and said:

"Although the Rock King Emperor is powerful, he definitely does not have the power to affect the entire Teyvat."

"Something's wrong with Liyue! Twelve out of ten things are wrong!"

"I suspect...they are secretly making big plans behind our backs!"

Funina looked at Clolind with a confident look on her face, and the latter helplessly held her forehead and sighed.

"Let me remind you, Ms. Funina, Zhidong next door is also secretly making big plans."

"why don't you careDong, do you care about Liyue?"

Funina's face froze.

"well? If this is the case……"

"Yes...it is my responsibility as the God of justice and fairness! I want to judge the Seven Gods, so I have to know the situation of the others in advance!"

Clorind didn't respond to her. Funina could accept any curiosity or gossip.

This reason was too hasty.

"In short, Clolind, go to Liyue in person, inquire about 970 and find out the specific situation, then tell me quickly."

"Very important! Very important! Do you understand?"

Funina emphasized and looked at Clolind seriously.

The latter nodded and said softly:

"Got it, I'll go now."

After that, Clolinde turned and left the opera house.

Funina withdrew her gaze, and the frivolous color on her face faded slightly.

Her eyes inadvertently glanced at the Cardinal Decoration below Villette.

Liyue's There was no room for her not to care too much.

That day a thunderstorm came, and the whole of Teyvat was in panic.

The stronger the strength, the more despair she can feel.

Although she has no strength, she has not completely lost contact with Fukalos.

That kind of Power, to put it bluntly, Tianli has been trying hard for thousands of years, but it can't be enough.

Especially, she has been worried about predicting crises, and even discovered the primitive sea of ​​​​fetus that is returning to the surface.

They all fell silent after that thunderstorm. Come down.

The primitive sea of ​​​​fetuses temporarily stopped rising, and a certain big guy also stopped moving. What

Fukalos felt was... it was afraid!

It was afraid of a certain existence, the existence that caused thunderstorms.

That existence , maybe the crisis in Fontaine can be solved without the original plan.

But Funina dare not take a gamble.

The five-hundred-year plan, the five-hundred-year accumulation of strength, has reached the most important final step now.

Funina Ning Na is afraid that all her efforts will be undone because of her one thought.

She wants to get a more satisfactory ending.

She is not a perfect god. She will be afraid and shrink. This is her nature.

But facing Fontaine, Funing Na forced herself not to flinch.

If there is really a perfect solution to the crisis in Liyue...

I dare to bet on a plan that has been arduous for five hundred years and has a slim success rate.

Why not bet on the possibility that has a better chance? ?

But in any case, the original embryonic sea and a certain big guy have been quiet now.

It can be regarded as gaining some time.

Funina can take a breath for the time being and let Clolind explore the news.

If there is hope, she can Go there in person.

If not... at least, there's Fukalos... picking up the photos again, Funina's eyes flickered.

"Liyue...is she really cultivating immortality?".