Yuanshen: I, Liyue Sword Immortal, Sword Slashing Heaven

The shopkeeper of Xinyuexuan, who wanted to serve a table as rich as the Man Han Banquet, left angrily.

After he left, Zhongli said with some doubts:

"If it's for dining, isn't Manmintang more in line with your appetite?"

Office according to Fu J off.

"Indeed, so I didn't order anything.

"I came here just because I think Xinyuexuan will definitely provide me with the quietest dining environment." Zhongli pondered for a while, then said, "It seems that what you want to say is very important?" Su Zhao nodded, and then Pour a cup of tea for Zhongli.

Zhong Li took the tea, took a sip, and praised: "The authentic Longjing after the rain should be produced in Qingce Village.

Su Zhao corrected the color and went straight to the point.

"Zhongli, what I want to ask is about the demon god's recovery.

Zhong Li frowned when he heard this, and asked in doubt: "The demon god has recovered again?

Su Zhao nodded, then shook his head.

"The point is not whether there is a demon god revived, what I want to ask is about the return of the demon god after he passed away.

"I heard that even if the demon god dies, he will be resurrected after thousands of years? After Su Zhao asked, he waited expectantly for Zhongli's answer.

However, to his disappointment, Zhong Li in front of him shook his head.

"Nonsense."

"I've never heard that a demon god can be resurrected automatically."

"If it is truly dead, no demon god can be resurrected."

"It's the same with demon gods, and it's the same with gods."

"Among the seven gods, the same is true for my colleagues who passed away." Su Zhao's face froze as Zhong Li said.

The expectations and hopes that had been carefully stored up in my heart were instantly shattered.

Can't be revived?

So is Raiden really, really hopeless?

Su Zhao's expression suddenly became lonely.

But he still didn't give up, and asked: "But I heard that, as the oldest demon god today, you have seen the return of the demon god?

Zhong Li sighed.

"It has nothing to do with ancient times, but I have indeed seen the return of the Demon God."

"But the return of the Demon God and the resurrection of the Demon God are two different things."

Zhongli said, explaining: "I have an old friend, the Stove Demon God Marcusius."

"It once exhausted all its strength, injected the power of the demon god into the earth, and fell into a long sleep like passing away."

"But today, thousands of years later, it has returned, but its strength is not as good as before, and its appearance has also changed."

"You have seen this Demon God before, and it is no stranger to you now."

Su Zhao was a little disappointed when he heard the words, but at the same time he was puzzled.

I have seen?

Stove Demon God...

Is it about fire?

There are not many Vulcan Eye holders that I have come into contact with.

Amber and Claire are clearly not.

Could it be Grandpa Lu?

Su Zhao was startled when he thought of this, but quickly ruled out this idea.

Zhongli's old friend should be in Liyue.

And after the return of the demon god, if the power is lost, it should not be a human form. Stove... fire... not human...

Su Zhao was startled suddenly.

He guessed who it was.

The crispy rice crust that followed Xiangling? !

Seeing this, Zhongli sighed, "It seems you guessed it."

Su Zhao nodded.

It's not just guessing now.

A long time ago, Su Zhao felt that rice crust was not easy.

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I just didn't expect it to be so big.

"The return of Marcusius, only because it is not really gone

"And my other old friends are gone..."

As Zhong Li spoke, he sighed, his tone full of regret.

Su Zhao understood a little bit.

What he said should be the end.

Afterwards, Zhong Li asked: "Do you want to revive the Demon God?"

Su Zhao nodded calmly.

"To be precise, it's not a demon god, it's a god."

Zhong Li was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Thunder God Baal?"

He quickly shook his head and corrected: "Perhaps, she should be called Lei Dianzhen.

Su Zhao nodded without hesitation.

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As the oldest demon god Morax, Su Zhao was not surprised by Zhongli's long-precipitated wisdom.

"No wonder you went to Dao's wife and came back in a hurry."

"Besides, Balzeb is also by your side."

As Zhong Li spoke, he suddenly realized.

However, Su Zhao shook his head.

"It wasn't Lei Movie's commission, it was me who was going to do it myself, and she didn't know about it."

Zhong Li nodded slightly, and then continued:

"If we talk about the means to revive the Demon God, I have only seen the weird ritual revival of the Abyssal Cult."

"It's just that what they revived was only the power of the demon god, not the consciousness of the demon god."

"So revived by the Abyssal Cult, a demon god like Chi will only become a powerful weapon of war.

"But shouldn't that be what you're asking for?"

Ban Zhao nodded.

If he could see the recovery of the Abyssal Order, he wouldn't have to worry about it so much.

Zhongli said with emotion:

"It's so difficult to revive the Demon God."

"Although the gods are no different from the demon gods, they are the thrones bestowed by Sky Island after all. The specifications of ordinary demon gods in this world are already different. It is not that simple to recover."

After Zhong Li finished speaking, Su Zhao's eyes darkened, he lowered his head, looked at the teacup in his hand, and was in a daze.

Even Morax, who is the most knowledgeable living history book on the Tivat continent, is at a loss what to do.

Is there still hope?

Su Zhao felt a little uncomfortable, but did not give up.

At this time, Zhong Li suddenly said: "However, if it is said that gods can be resurrected, I have heard some secrets."

Su Zhao suddenly lifted his spirits, and looked at Zhong Li suddenly.

Zhong Li's expression remained the same, he took a sip of his tea, looking calm and calm.

Seeing the anxious look in Su Zhao's eyes, Zhong Li couldn't help being a little surprised.

You didn't even hesitate to kill the maintainers of the laws of heaven, yet there were times when you were nervous?

Therefore, Zhong Li said slowly, "It will be very long, you have to listen patiently, don't worry." Su Zhao took a deep breath and nodded.

At this time, Jian Xin Tongming also forced Su Zhao to calm down.

Seeing that Su Zhao was calming down, Zhong Li nodded, and then said:

"A long time ago, in the bamboo forest of Qingce Mountain, there were many stories about ghost foxes."

"At that time, on a night as cold as water for a month, a young man ran into a stunningly beautiful woman in white."

"That woman told the boy a long story."

"It is longer than the current Seven Gods."

Su Zhao listened intently,

No opening was interrupted.

But Zhongli stopped, he seemed to be remembering, then took a sip of tea, and continued:

"In the long past, there were three bright moons hanging in the night sky. They are three sisters. Their life span is longer than that of the rock king, and their birthday is older than the bedrock of Liyue City. After Zhongli finished speaking, Su, who was going to listen patiently, Zhao couldn't help but speak.

"I thought you were that boy with such a foreshadowing in front of you."

"Collaborating with you, aren't you?"

Zhong Li's expression was indifferent and he didn't explain.

Su Zhao was speechless, but not too entangled.

Forget it, just take yourself as a metaphor.

"The moon is the daughter of poetry and song, and the king of the moonlit night. They parade in a tall silver chariot, and every ten days, one sister will take over the throne from the other. It goes round and round."

"The three rounds of Haoyue have the same lover, who is Sichen's star.

Only at the moment when day and night intersect, can one of the three sisters cross the fading stars and come to the world.

Xing Chenxing's bedroom.Afterwards, with the first light of dawn, the king of the night hurried away again. "

"The three sisters have as much affection for their only love as they have for each other. However, that is the story before the catastrophe that overturns the world.

When Zhong Li said this, he paused.

Su Zhao frowned, thinking about the message.

Obviously, this is definitely not just a love story.

Perhaps, there is a deeper meaning.

Soon, a flash of light appeared in Su Zhao's mind.

He suddenly understood.

...ask for flowers...

Why did Zhongli tell himself this secret in the form of a story.

The King of the Night, the Three Goddesses...