Genshin Impact: Wherever you go, all wear and tear will be eliminated

Kong's pupils trembled when he heard this, and he was shocked. Paimon, who was still eating, almost spit out the food in his mouth. He swallowed it quickly and said in surprise: "What?!"

Mo Ran was forced to help and added: "Don't be too surprised. Although the emperor's body was hidden by the Seven Stars, Mr. Zhongli is also a capable man. He has his own way and can lead you to find it."

The three of them turned their eyes to Zhongli, two of them were expectant and one of them was enjoying the show. Amid the three different looks, Zhongli said, "Although Emperor Yanwang is the ancestor of all immortals, he is still one of the immortals in the final analysis."

"Looking back over the past thousand years in Liyue, the immortals have retired after the wars ended, and have disappeared from the eyes and ears of ordinary people. This is an irreversible trend."

"You should also be able to experience this change in Jueyunjian."

Kong said without hesitation: "At that time, the immortals flew away without saying a few words, so I didn't feel anything. But, the Rock King Emperor is also an immortal?"

Zhongli stared at the man in black, the meaning was obvious, he was asked to introduce the gods of Liyue.

Mo Ran said leisurely: "The old emperor has many honorific names, the God of Contract, the God of Commerce, the God of War, Morax, the Emperor of Rock, etc. One of them is the Ancestor of All Immortals."

"Today, the era of immortals is fading away, and the era of human rule is gradually becoming a reality."

Zhongli then said, "According to Liyue tradition, if an immortal passes away, a grand memorial ceremony should be held. But now even the Seven Stars have no time to take care of this tradition... It's really shameful."

Mo Ran looked straight ahead, listening quietly to the story spun by this idler who wanted to hold his own funeral. Kong did not think it was strange and said, "After all, it is a strange case of murdering a god."

Paimon said: "Yeah, even the real murderer hasn't been caught yet."

"A strange case of murdering a god." Zhongli's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked even more majestic in an instant. "The Hall of Rebirth doesn't care about this kind of thing. What the Hall of Rebirth cares about is that the ceremony of inviting the immortals to the ceremonies is so grand, but is there no one to take care of the ceremony of sending the immortals?"

"Traveler, I heard from the Fatui in the harbor that you have some friendship with the God of Wind. So, would you consider working with me to prepare a farewell ceremony for the God of Rock?"

Kong pondered and said, "It's not impossible, but why must we hold a farewell ceremony?" He only asked this, and it seemed that he was used to the Fatui's intelligence organization.

Mo Ran glanced at the amber pupils and smiled, "This is what the old saying in Liyue says: it's easier to invite a god than to send him away. However, if the Emperor knew that even Qixing had no time to take care of the discussion on sending the immortals, he would probably be so angry that he would lift the coffin lid and personally go to Liyue Harbor to point at Qixing's nose and question him!"

Kong hesitated for a moment, and Zhongli immediately offered an excuse that he couldn't refuse, "Tian Quan Ning Guang, she is preventing everyone from seeing the immortal body of the Rock God, so if the traveler still wants to achieve his goal, this is the only way to go."

Because Ningguang was in a hurry when they met last time, Kong and Paimon only saw a blurry figure from afar, and had no idea that it was the Tianquan Star who was omnipotent in Liyue Harbor.

Sora said calmly, "It looks like there's no other way."

Zhongli nodded and said: "Well, if you agree, come with me. We can discuss the details on the way." The elegantly spoken 'young man' stood up.

"Okay." Sora stood up. Paimon looked at his travel companions, stuffed a chicken leg into his mouth, reluctant to leave the table of delicious food, turned around and said vaguely, "I'm here too."

Mo Ran was left sitting alone. He had no intention of going with them. Instead, he thought that it would be better to go pick up Shen He and take him home so that the father and daughter could have tea and enjoy the scenery together.

Zhongli was relentless, his eyes never leaving the man in black. Seeing that he was indifferent, he said quietly, "This journey is not short, please ask Mr. Mo Ran to accompany us."

Mo Ran sighed, stood up slowly, and said, "I'm coming."

The four of them walked out of the Glazed Pavilion and walked side by side on the street, with the frosty moonlight shining on their bodies and passers-by looking back at them, most of whom were looking at the three men who were either majestic, cute, or handsome.

Very few of them stay on a black dress, but it is only a black dress, because the black dress is very luxurious, but it has nothing to do with the owner of the black dress.

"Traveler, after experiencing the city-state where the gods left, what do you think of Liyue, a land with gods?" Zhongli suddenly asked with emotion.

The blond boy replied, "I feel Liyue is better."

Zhongli nodded and said, "Yes, the Land of the Gods has a history of 3,700 years, which is the most profound among the Seven Kingdoms. The process of preparing for the Immortal Sending Ceremony will also become a part of your journey and broaden your horizons."

"Liyue is the most prosperous of the seven kingdoms. In the past, it was guarded by gods and ruled by the Seven Stars. In addition, Liyue's military is powerful. Many of the Fatui's diplomatic tactics cannot be used in Liyue Harbor."

"Especially Ningguang, one of the Seven Stars. She has always been wary of the Fatui. Although there may be some personal grudges involved, it is not a bad thing."

"Young Master came to see both of us earlier, probably with some purpose in mind."

Sora was somewhat confused, and Paimon asked, "What could be the purpose?"

“I don’t know, and I don’t want to know.” Zhongli looked at the city that he had watched develop step by step, gradually grow, and evolve into the prosperous commercial port it is today, and said with emotion: “I just hope that Liyue’s traditions will not be forgotten.”

After Zhongli finished speaking, he pondered for a long time, and then, under the waiting gazes of the three people, he said as unshakable as a rock: "Young Master once said that all our expenses today can be sent to the North Country Bank."

Paimon exclaimed in surprise, and Sora looked a little dazed. Although he didn't know the financial resources of the young master, the Fatui should not be short of money.

Zhongli said slowly: "Okay, let's get going. The first step in preparing for the ceremony is to obtain the finest Night Stone of quality that is worthy of a god."

The three of them were ready to leave, but Mo Ran stood still with a strange look on his face.

Zhongli looked back and asked, "Mr. Mo Ran is planning to break the contract?"

Mo Ran pointed to the pitch-black sky, which only had a bright moon and a few dim stars. "It's already night, can't we wait until tomorrow to look for something?"

"Sir, you only said that you would cover today's expenses. It's fine for tomorrow as well. But I'm just a idler with limited money, and it's not easy for the traveler to spend money. So I'll have to trouble Mr. Mo Ran to pay for it!" Zhongli's tone was light, as if he was stating the facts. It was light, but effective.

Mo Ran took a big step and said, "Let's go, now."

The posture of walking like a dragon and a tiger is like a warrior who is alone in the battlefield and cannot be defeated by ten thousand men. He is unstoppable and unstoppable.

At Jie Cui Xing, the fat boss Shi Tou stood there, sighing and looking sad, because the death of Emperor Geo was such a huge blow to him. Not only him, but most of the people in Liyue were like this and were depressed.

He caught a glimpse of several figures passing by and stopping in front of the stall, and then he perked up, but still looked worried, and greeted them: "Dear guests, welcome to Jie Cui Hang. Would you like to try your luck with a few rough stones today?"

"It's cheap and fun, maybe one of them will make you rich!" After saying these daily greetings, Shitou fell silent.

Paimon stepped forward, like a messenger, "Raw stone? No, no, no, what kind of stone do we want?"

Zhong Kai added: "Night Stone, the quality must be at least Candlelight Grade."

Even the still sentimental Stone was surprised and said quickly, "A candlelight-grade Night Mooring Stone? It turns out it's not a tourist. Forgive my poor eyesight. I'll take the goods now. Please wait."

Shitou brought back a box of stones. Although he had a big business, he still looked uninterested. He introduced them with a flat face: "How do you think of these? Our Jie Cui Hang is a time-honored brand."

He sighed and continued, "These Night Stones are of absolutely excellent quality. They are a rare gift from the Rock King. Please feel free to pick them!"

Paimon tilted his head and said, "These Night Stones do look different from the ones that were just dug up. But how do we choose? Why not just pick one up and take it home?"

Mo Ran nodded in agreement and said, "Paimeng is right. The quality of these Night Stones is not much different. There is really no need to be too picky."

Zhongli narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at his old friend whose face showed a look of 'gloating', secretly thinking about how to get back at him.

Fortunately, the blond boy's words touched Mr. Zhongli's heart. He said, "I want to hear Mr. Zhongli's opinion."

Zhongli smiled slightly, and sighed that there are still people in the world who know how to respect traditional rituals. He deliberately acted as if he was the only one who could do it, and said, "Oh? If you want me to choose, that's fine. If you ask me, the answer is very simple..."