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

Mora, who will circulate throughout the continent of Teyvat in the future, has been born. It is created by Morax with his own divine power and flesh and blood.

The golden Mora is so light that anyone can carry several bags.

The lights were still on in every household in Liyue Harbor, and they took out the flying lanterns they had prepared long ago and released them into the sky.

In the dark night, these thousands of lights illuminated the world. Morax looked at the numerous lights in the sky and felt something in his heart. He said, "Let's call this light the Sky Lantern!"

"Every year from now on, people will release the lanterns they have made to pray for the coming year and to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new."

“As for the festival, it’s called the Sea Lantern Festival.”

The immortals also looked at the countless lanterns hanging high in the sky, their eyes filled with the hustle and bustle of the world.

True Lord Xueyue Zhuyang asked, "Emperor, what do we need to do during this festival?"

Morax took a sip of tea and said, "Invite three or five good friends to gather together, enjoy delicious food, drink the fine tea, appreciate the colorful lights on the dome above the skull, bid farewell to the old year and welcome the new year."

The immortals nodded and turned their gaze to the two cooks present, their meaning was very clear.

Mo Ran smiled and said, "This is a serious matter, I dare not act rashly. For such a festive occasion, the banquet cannot be too small, so please do not refuse the Kitchen God."

Out of habit, Mo Ran still passed the blame on to others, but it was just talk. Of course, there was no way he could let Marcosius do it himself this time.

"Well, I have no objection. However, Mo Ran has inherited my cooking skills, so he is an indispensable person this time. Come with me to the kitchen!" Marcosius grabbed him and dragged him to the kitchen.

"Get ready." Marcosius rubbed his hands together, created many clones, and fetched fresh ingredients.

Mo Ran controlled the fire with one hand and stir-fried with the spatula with the other. The man and the demon god did not communicate verbally, but they had a tacit understanding and did not interfere with each other, but helped each other.

A large table full of delicious food, which looked like the kind of dishes that only immortals could enjoy, was served.

The seats outside had been set, and when the dishes were served, after the Rock King Morax spoke, everyone started to eat up the food in no time.

Gui finally developed some evil taste, and after picking up a piece of the delicious crab meat from the Xian Tiao Qiang, he boasted about how delicious it was. Then he stared at Morax, who was sitting in the main seat and had changed his white clothes into a golden dark-patterned divine outfit, and saw the helpless expression on his face.

"Since it tastes delicious, you can eat more. Don't worry about me." Morax protected the rim of the bowl and picked up a piece of slow-cooked bamboo shoots with bamboo chopsticks and put it into his mouth. "Well, the heat is just right."

Although True Lord Xue Yue Zhu Yang and True Lord Yi Xiao Dao Tian were immortals, they still retained the habit of eating herbivorous food and only ate some equally delicious vegetarian dishes at the banquet.

Zhenjun Lishui Dieshan is obsessed with the boiled black-back sea bass with a strong spicy flavor, while Zhenjun Minghai Qixia is obsessed with the golden crab wrapped in a golden coat.

Master Liuyun Jiefeng held a bowl of pearl jade white jade soup, found it very delicious, and drank two glasses of sake.

He improvised a poem that was neither a poem nor a lyric, "The Kitchen God's cooking skills are unrivaled in the world. If Mo Ran doesn't come out, who can compete with him?"

Ge Chenlangshi Zhenjun smiled and nodded, agreeing very much.

The highly praised man and demon god were now well fed and well drunk at the table, chatting and laughing.

"Mo Ran, you are a great cook, but you always push the cooking task to me. I don't understand you!"

Mo Ran held his chin with one hand and said, "If you can sit idle you won't starve to death. Who would be willing to take action and look for trouble?" Upon hearing this, Morax's eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance.

"That's true." Marcosius sighed and said, "We haven't cooked together for a long time! Since the Demon War began, it seems that we haven't had a lot of time to relax."

"There's still a long way to go, and there will be plenty of opportunities to cook in the future, so don't even think about running away!" Mo Ran nodded the huge raccoon's head and looked towards the direction of Liyue Harbor.

The sky full of lanterns was reflected in his eyes. He was a little tipsy because he had drunk two glasses of wine. Suddenly, he felt something in his heart, so he picked up the flute and played a tune.

The music is melodious and cheerful, making people feel like they are walking in a city where peace and prosperity reigns and the people live and work in peace and contentment, which is fascinating.

At this moment, the long-lost system prompt sound came into Mo Ran's mind.

[The mission is completed, and the mission reward has been sent to the storage space. ]

When the song ended, Gechen Langshi Zhenjun took up the tune and plucked the strings of the zither lightly with his bare hands. It was real celestial music that moved people and lingered in the air.

Mo Ran seemed a little dazed when he heard this. When he looked up, the seat next to him was empty and Marcosius was nowhere to be found.

Mo Ran was shocked at the moment and gave the Hidden Breath Hairpin to Gui Zhong, saying it was a gift for her. Then he turned into a flash of lightning and flashed to the vegetable garden that Marcosius often took care of.

Marcosius stood there with his hands raised, and his divine power slowly dissipated.

Watching the withered crops in the vegetable garden slowly showing signs of sprouting again, Marcosius smiled faintly, feeling a little regretful that he didn't have another cooking competition.

Thinking of this, Marcosius' smile faded and all his words turned into a sigh.

"So it's here!" A big hand was placed on the Kitchen God's arm, causing the dissipating divine power to stagnate.

"Mo Ran? What are you doing here! Let go of me, or you will be infected by the evil spirit formed by the remains of the demon!" Marcosius shook his hands and tried to break free.

"I am enough for those who need to leave. There is no need to drag you along. Let go!"

Mo Ran still did not move. He waited until the Kitchen God finished speaking before he spoke, "Have you forgotten that I can purify all filth and evil spirits? Today, no one will leave. I mean what I say!"

"But... didn't you try it before and found no way to purify it?" When the vegetable garden first showed signs of withering, Mo Ran tried to purify it with the Purification Spell, but it was ineffective.

It may be because these filths are infecting the land of Liyue. Strictly speaking, it is the land that is polluted, not evil things.

Mo Ran advised earnestly: "There will always be a way. Stop first and listen to me."

"Don't stop. Don't think I've forgotten how cunning you are."

"Okay, then go ahead. I just want you to pull out the filth, but don't use up all your power to purify it! I'll try again to see if I can purify it. If it doesn't work, you can use up all your power, okay?"

Marcosius paused for a moment and said, "Let me try." Marcosius drew a circle with his hands, gathering all the filth hidden in the land of Liyue.

In an instant, purple-black filth appeared, floating not far from the man and the demon, exuding a gloomy atmosphere.

Mo Ran strode forward, staring at the large area of ​​filth that was beginning to become restless. He sat on the ground and cast the purification spell with a solemn expression. If it failed, Marcosius would not be able to be saved.

Fortunately, the dark and endless filthy gas penetrated into Mo Ran's body, and his consciousness gradually became blurred, and he lost control of himself.

Outside, Morax arrived, sighed, and said, "Why are you all doing this?"

Previously, Marcosius had made a contract with him, the content of the contract was to stop Mo Ran and prevent him from finding Marcosius before Marcosius dissipated his divine power, and to stop Marcosius.

Mo Ran also made a contract, asking Morax to seal him if he lost control.

Now it seems that he, the God of Contract, has broken his promise.

These two guys were thinking about each other, which made it difficult for Morax to do anything. No matter which side he agreed to, he would be breaking his promise to the other side.

“Oh, you must learn to find joy in suffering!” Marcosius’s divine power was not completely dissipated, but it took him a lot of effort to pull in the filth from the earth just now. From now on, he can no longer be called a demon god.

"It's Mo Ran who said that again, right? That makes sense."

"What this guy says always has some effect, but he does have a bad mouth sometimes!" Marcosius mercilessly exposed his shortcomings.

Morax smiled slightly, waved his hand to stop the crazy Mo Ran, and returned to the original topic, "Old friend, you are really worrying me!"

The word refers to both of them, which is indeed appropriate.

Marcosius looked a little listless. He said that he would go to the Tianheng Mountains to hibernate for a while, and then left.

Before leaving, he looked at the stone statue that looked exactly like Mo Ran and said, "Come back early and I'll cook for you."

The figure gradually walked away until it could no longer be seen.

After Marcosius left, Morax remained standing and said, "They are all worrying."

After closing his eyes and waiting for a while, Morax put his hands behind his back and walked away.