"What the old man means is that her pot contains all her belongings."
Famas almost laughed out loud when he saw Paimon shivering behind the screen.
Grandma Ping answered the question in time and said with a smile: "Hahaha... you are very smart. Children, the bell is placed in this pot. If you want to find the bell, go and see for yourself."
Paimon always felt that this old woman was very strange. She said she put all her belongings in the pot. She was probably teasing them, right?
Regardless of whether it's true or not, Zhongli said that the dust ring was at Grandma Ping's place, so it shouldn't be wrong.
Ying boldly touched the surface of the pot with her fingers.
A dazzling light flashed on the teapot, and the surrounding scenery began to blur as if covered with a layer of fog. A strong suction force overflowed from the spout of the teapot. In the blink of an eye, Ying and Paimon appeared on a floating island.
"Wow...this is Grandma Ping's house?"
There was a sweet song in the wind, like the sound of nature. There seemed to be traditional Liyue houses on the surrounding islands, with winding corridors, comfortable and spacious courtyards, and paths paved with bamboos and bluestones leading to the quiet backyard. .
It's a pity that the empty island seems to be far away from them.
"Okay, kids, this is the pot where my old lady keeps things. Go find the bell."
A teapot is a home, is Grandma Ping also an immortal?
Paimon's mind was filled with surprising conjectures.
"Let's clean up here first. Things are too messy and there are so many cobwebs."
Ying looked around, and there were floating clouds under his feet. The islands were only connected by light golden talisman bridges. It was indeed a fairy-like style, but the things on the empty island were quite dirty, and many objects were covered with thick layers of talismans. dust and cobwebs.
But when Ying looked back, she found that Famas had not entered the pot with them.
"Eh? Where is the guarantor?"
Paimon circled around the screen, and when Famas was no longer around, he began to speak fluently.
"Maybe it's because we're far apart... and we didn't have time to come in together?"
Ying looked up at the top of the floating island in confusion, only a little bit of golden light came down.
"Then let's finish cleaning quickly, find the dust-cleaning bell, and then go out to meet Famas."
Paimon curiously led Ying towards the heights of the island in the pot, cleaning the pot along the way.
The floating island they were on was like a wild place, with huge trees and clear lotus ponds. Everything looked so magical and spectacular.
After a lot of cleaning and just a cup of tea, the scenery inside the old pot was completely new. Under the pleasing scenery, several wind walls rose up, Ying unfolded the wings of wind, and passed through the wind walls to reach the highest point of the floating island. There, I found a dust-cleaning bell with a simple shape.
Ying picked up the bell and shook it gently. The sound was clear and sweet, echoing for a long time, as if it had purified the world.
On the other side, on the Jade Platform outside the pot, Grandma Ping stared at Famas who was careless. The vicissitudes of life and kindness in her eyes disappeared, replaced by a decisive momentum.
"To be able to see the legendary eternal fire of war at this age...it is really a blessing for me, an old woman."
The two little girls following the tyrant of the ancient country had been put into the pot for protection. Grandma Ping stared at the sudden appearance of Famas with vigilance.
Although I don’t know what the emperor has in mind, it’s always right to keep an eye on things.
Long before Morax sealed Famas, Liyue's Qianyan Regiment had fought against Munata's army. Unfortunately, the ever-conquering Qianyan Regiment was almost defeated when facing the combined forces of Munata and Kanria. It was a one-sided defeat.
Powerful self-propelled elemental cannons, flexible cultivators, constant matrix mechanisms that mark the highest stage of the use of elemental power, and a large number of soldiers who are not afraid of death.
And such a powerful army was not led by Famas himself, but an expeditionary force sent out. Munata's main battlefield was still in the far west.
Grandma Ping seemed to be back in the battle camp again. The smoke from burning Ogwei was thick, blending with the fragrance of Qingxin and the glass bag. There was the crackling of sparks in the charcoal basin and the sound of pounding medicine beside her.
Looking up, you can see the fire hanging on the top of the camp tent, the military art books and war reports from various places scattered on the bed, and the huge command flag rolled up in the corner...
After all, the Dust God was sitting in the camp, counting the casualties and supplies of the frontline soldiers.
The Rock King Morax was restrained by Osel in the south of the mountain. During the evacuation, the Thousand Rock Regiment was separated by landslides and attacking demons, and had to abandon the rendezvous. Fortunately, the Heaven-moving Master Tianjun showed up and cut off both horns. Support the balance of heaven.
"I'm really curious...what would a demon god who can build such a powerful army look like?"
The man in red finally compiled the report from the front line and handed it to the sergeant beside him.
"Legend has it that he is a terrifying demon with three heads and six arms who eats human flesh."
The still young Grandma Ping responded like this, which made the girl-like Chen Shen burst into laughter: "It's a legend among mortals, right? A Ping, do you believe these words?"
Finally, Morax, who had briefly suppressed Auxerre, returned to aid, and Munata's expeditionary force retreated. At this moment, the Rock King hesitated, and the call from the sky sounded from the bottom of his heart: "Go to Munata, and get rid of that cruel man." Tyrant, the sky will help you..."
The emperor traveled thousands of miles to kill Famas, who was defeated in the decisive battle.
After the destruction of Munata, the most powerful surface country on the Teyvat continent, Canreia, moved the entire country into the chaotic earth veins of elemental power, lingering on and secretly accumulating strength.
And the news that Grandma Ping knew was only the tip of the iceberg in the early demon war.
The fire of war of resistance has been ignited and will not be extinguished easily.
Back in time, Famas smiled seriously under the gaze of Grandma Ping. His red eyes were filled with blood. A shadow formed by the fire element emerged from the stone road, and the sky seemed to begin to gather an ominous disaster light. .
Grandma Ping straightened her rickety back. Beside her, white light surged up, and several shock waves could be vaguely seen spreading around.
"It's indeed Grandma Shockwave!"
Grandma Ping, who had made up her mind, was just about to take action when Famas suddenly put away the momentum he had just built up, crossed his arms, looked at the solemn old man with a harmless look, and said what Grandma Ping completely listened to. If you don’t understand.
"Shock... wave?"
Seeing Famas stop, the old man, who was frowning and thinking, also put away his posture, put his hands behind his back again, and resumed his kind appearance.
She was using immortal power, which was pure and flawless. It might be different from the devil's power, but it didn't deserve the Fire God's surprise.
Fortunately, there were not many tourists in Yujingtai in the morning, and since the emperor was killed, there were even fewer tourists. The confrontation between an old man and a young man did not attract anyone's attention.
"Grandma Ping, we got the dust-cleansing bell!"
Paimon in the pot shouted to the sky, trying to get the teapot's owner's attention.
And this also broke the stalemate between Grandma Ping and Famas.
"Have you got it? Young people are quick with their hands and feet. I will let you out now."
Grandma Ping's unhurried voice echoed in the air, and a soft milky white light appeared. Ying and Paimon successfully returned from the pot and returned to Famas' side.
Grandma Ping was still smiling, and Famas was sitting by the flower bed doing nothing, as if the tense confrontation just now didn't happen.
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