Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

Without any worries, the people who owned the grocery store were of course extremely happy. They all breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had been reborn.

Su Ping also confirmed his guess about the man's identity. After all, there was only one person in the entire Teyvat continent who did not value the Eye of God and who looked rich but was actually short of money.

“I didn’t expect that I was trying to reason with Emperor Yan just now…” Su Ping didn’t know what he felt in his heart, but he couldn’t be calm anyway.

Ningguang looked at the golden eye of God, sighed again, then waved her hand to let everyone disperse, and then asked the boy to rest.

Su Ping grinned and said, "Sister Ningguang, it's not even six o'clock yet, how can I sleep?"

"Who told you to go to sleep? Now that you have finished your work, go and rest quickly. Don't stand all the time. Make sure you rest..."

No one knew that their conversation fell into the ears of the young man who did not walk far, and no one knew that this conversation would lay the foundation for the future structure of Liyue.

Once the work is done, you can take a rest.

……

After June comes July, the seventh day of July and the fifteenth day of July. The two days are not far apart, but neither can be said to be unimportant.

The other day, Su Ping went to an acquaintance's place and picked out a box of delicious ointment, which was determined by Nan Zhangsheng to be successful and made by Ying'er herself.

It has the subtle fragrance of the colorful flower, but retains the elegance and grace of the glazed lily. When paired with Ningguang, who is not in the business world, it feels simply perfect.

Su Ping naturally did nothing that night. He just hugged the woman and jumped onto the roof of the shop. They counted the stars and looked at the moon, and chatted all night.

The next day, Su Ping went to bed early as usual, and talked to his father about the changes that had taken place this year, and how he looked forward to the reunion of the family of three next year.

"Oh, by the way, Dad, I have a girl I like. Her name is Ningguang. She is as pretty and virtuous as Mom, and she takes good care of me. Don't worry, you two are over there!"

"That's good, Ping'er has found someone she likes, that's good..."

At dawn, the soul returns to Wuwangpo.

The soul of the middle-aged man went back to find his wife who was reluctant to let down her long hair and told her about his son's achievements this year.

The female soul laughed upon hearing this and said, "The child has grown up, really grown up, and now he can praise people like his father, haha..."

……

At the beginning of August, Su Ping finally recovered. That morning he picked up his gun and went up to Tianheng Mountain.

But he learned from his mistakes. Last time, he was not familiar with the spear method, so in order to avoid hurting himself, he carried a Baotou spear with him. He had already changed it and replaced it with a real long spear.

This gun was handed to Su Ping by Grandma Ping herself, who said it was the "standard gun of the sect."

The gun body is dark red all over, the gun head is pointed in front and wide in the back, the edge is bright white and extremely sharp, but the area behind the edge is black, as dark as night.

On the tassel of this spear, there is a carving of a coiled dragon, which looks majestic and awe-inspiring, showing the aura of a king.

This spear also has a nice name, called "Xia Li Mie Chen". It is said to be a treasure that was once used to slay dragons. However, later there were no dragons in the world, and the spear was lost as well, and it no longer had its former sharpness.

Holding the spear that had once slayed a dragon, Su Ping stood on the top of the mountain and continued to practice the three basic spear techniques. After all, spear techniques are difficult to practice and even difficult to master.

Grandma Ping once said, if you don't touch a gun for ten days, half of your hard work will be wasted, and if you don't practice for a month, you have to start all over again.

What's more, Su Ping has been resting for three months. If he doesn't practice anymore, it would be a waste of precious time. He is a dissolute disciple of the immortal family who doesn't know how to rise up from adversity.

It was still the same three moves of stabbing, picking and thrusting. When the spear was handed out, there was a gust of wind whistling like a dragon's roar, and Su Ping himself also showed a mighty momentum, as powerful as a tiger.

This was thanks to the gun. It was also the result of Su Ping's practice of meditation and breathing techniques whenever he had the chance, even though he had not practiced with the gun for the past three months.

To this day, when he fired his last shot, he felt something different inside his body, as if he could exert a little more strength.

That shot was also the most powerful one, but he stabbed it into the air, and apart from the whistling wind, there was no apparent effect.

Then, Su Ping put his spear into the ground, and the spear shaft sunk several inches into the ground, standing still. He withdrew his hand with great force, but the spear spirit did not shake at all, standing like a real dragon.

The young man ignored the strangeness of the gun. He closed his eyes and carefully felt the changes in his body. Finally, he found something good.

After breathing, his body was able to accommodate a trace of immortal power. Although it was like an extra drop of water in a small teacup, it was still a change, and that was a good thing.

After his daily routine of breathing and relaxing, Su Ping turned around and saw a girl standing not far away. However, this time the girl was not practicing sword skills, but looking at him.

“Have all your injuries healed?” Keqing asked in surprise.

Su Ping waved his hand and said, "I have recovered, and there are no sequelae that prevent me from practicing martial arts. Fortunately, I didn't injure my main tendons and veins that day."

Keqing hummed, then looked at the spear leaning next to her, and raised the sword in her hand to the same height as the spear.

boom!

The sword and the gun resonated with each other, and two dragon roars were heard, followed by bursts of tremors, like rolling thunder appearing in the world, shocking all living things.

Su Ping and Keqing looked at each other, but they did not have any incredible thoughts because of the changes in the ice blades in their hands.

After all, the former had become a disciple of an immortal, while the latter had been holding the sword for a long time and had seen such strange phenomena countless times.

The sword in Keqing's hand is named "Xiali Longyin". It is certainly not an ordinary object. There was a horrifying rumor that it would take an hour for a sword to kill someone before the sword realizes that the sword is dead.

Although it is extremely exaggerated, it can also illustrate that the extraordinary feature of this sword is its unparalleled sharpness, which can cut through iron like mud and is unstoppable.

“It seems like these two spiritual weapons are full of fighting spirit.” Keqing held the sword horizontally in front of her, and her fingers gently stroked the sword body that was still shining coldly under the sun.

Su Ping held the gun in one hand, with the butt of the gun sticking to the ground, and said slowly: "When two meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. But we are not enemies. How about stopping here?"

"It's a word."

After Keqing agreed, she assumed the sword stance, looking solemn, "The current successor of the Yunlai Sword Technique is Keqing!"

Su Ping staggered his legs and stood firmly, one in front of the other. Then he pointed the gun in front of him with bright eyes, "The current successor of Ping-style spearmanship is Su Ping!"

"Here, we make friends through martial arts!"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them kicked off and rushed towards each other.

It's just that because this was a sparring match, most of the killing moves had lost their power and swiftness, and the weapons in the hands of the two men became somewhat gentler, as if they were restrained.

The fight started when the sun was over the sea and continued until it rose above the sea into the sky. After about two hundred moves, both of them were sweating profusely. The two fought to their limit and only then stopped.

Keqing was the first to put away her sword and said with a faint smile: "I lost."

Su Ping also moved the spear against the opponent's neck away, took a step back, and said slowly: "Thank you, I am only slightly better."

"It's not good to be too modest. If I lose, I lose. I heard what you said the other day. You fought back and forth with the three men, but after I took over, I almost lost!" Keqing shook her head and said, "I'm still too weak."

What she said was indeed true. She actually got an advantage that day because the other party was frightened and had consumed a lot of energy, which allowed her to succeed.

Otherwise, she could pretend to pursue the man in victory, but stop after a few steps. Of course, Su Ping was injured, but if she was really strong enough to defeat the man in black, she wouldn't have to play it safe.

There will also be no sigh after repelling the enemy.

"You are a few years younger than me, and your understanding of martial arts is deeper than mine. This is not me being modest." Su Ping said with a smile. If the other party competed with people of the same age, I am afraid no one would be his opponent.

As for myself, all the immortal disciples have received such devilish training, how can I just throw them out and compare them with others? Isn't that bullying?

Keqing didn't dwell on this and asked another question instead, "I read the fifth volume and felt something in my heart, but I don't know if it's right."

"As long as it is a feeling, it is your own idea. There is no right or wrong. Of course, the premise is that it is natural and does not violate the law." Su Ping hugged the spear and said leisurely.

Keqing smiled and nodded after hearing the half-joking, half-serious tone, "I know that. What I can't understand is why the protagonist of the book, who is a private school student, easily forgave the other person after being seriously injured?"

"I remember I wrote why, right?" Su Ping raised his eyebrows. He clearly remembered that there was a long description there. Could it be that someone really didn't understand it?

"Yes, but I still don't understand. Are there really people who are so kind as to forgive the other person's mistakes just because the other person agrees to suffer, even if they can't move for many days?"

"Do you remember what was written on the first page of the first volume of this book?"

"It's adapted from a real experience... I naturally remember it, so this part is fake?"

"On the contrary, it is true, and the 'I' in the story, that is, me, really believed this at the time, without any doubt."

"I didn't, I just really can't think of it, I can't figure it out..."

She couldn't figure it out because she had never seen it before. Even if she had seen it, she would have to ask again because it was unbelievable. In the girl's memory, there was also another thing, but she just didn't ask.

That is, are there really parents and relatives in the world who can sit opposite each other and chat and laugh, and parents who will see their children's achievements and talents and treasure them as treasures?

If she didn't say it, of course no one would know. After all, Su Ping couldn't read minds. Even if he had a strong ability to read people's expressions, what could he do?

On August 15th, the moon was full, and on August 16th, it seemed exactly the same.

During these two days, the grocery store held banquets at night. There were more than five people seated, including a mother and daughter from Beifang District. The scene was warm and joyful.

Without his knowledge, Su Ping was pleasantly surprised and celebrated his first truly meaningful birthday in this world.

In his previous life, he didn’t know his birthday and he was alone, so he never celebrated it. In this life, he finally celebrated his birthday.

The feeling is hard to describe. I just remember that my heart was warm, my stomach was full, I had a smile on my face, and my mind was full of joy. It was unparalleled in the world.