By the way, one more thing.
The people from Yinxiao Village also came to seek refuge soon after returning from the seventh day of the lunar month, traveling across mountains and rivers.
However, only a small number came, a few scattered men and women, and many children.
The old priest and more adults still stayed in the village, and the blue jade was still in the hands of the old priest. I don't know what they planned to do specifically.
As the construction of Mingguan Mountain got better and better, their reputation gradually spread to the outside world, attracting a large number of wandering tribes and driving the development of the territory in an alternative way.
Now, the vegetation in the Mingguan Mountains is rich, and there are rich types of animals. The tribes even raise a lot of livestock. Everyone can eat, everyone is laughing, and everyone is worshiping and leading everyone to the future. Two gods of new life.
Even the construction of Mondstadt Tower was something they were scrambling to do, as if this was the only way to express their devotion to the gods.
Therefore, with the positive response of the people, the construction of the tower was extremely fast, and it should be completed in less than a month.
After cleaning up all the monster lairs near Mingguan Mountain, Diehlappian didn't like to go out much.
He prefers to stay with Chu Qi, or drag Chu Qi to work in the fields - mainly he does the work, and Chu Qi is responsible for cheering him on under the shade of the trees.
The small vegetable plot that was cultivated by Chu Qi has now been expanded by Diego Lapian.
There are all kinds of plants grown there: vegetables, medicinal materials, flowers and everything!
Dickapian even planted many red, windmill-like flowers around their house. He didn’t know where he snatched the seeds from.
However, it's really pretty.
The days passed so peacefully, even on the seventh day of the lunar month, I would feel in a trance from time to time, almost forgetting who I was and what I was here to do.
Fortunately, although the working system is useless, it still continues to search for signals unremittingly, spinning in circles day after day.
At least it's trying.
"Chu Qi! There are many people outside, and they still have your scales in their hands!"
That afternoon, Diego Lapian's loud voice broke the peaceful life in Chu Qi's fantasy.
A group of thin and tired ordinary people stood at the entrance of Mingguan Mountain. The woman in the lead held up a glowing dragon-scaled sapphire in her hand. She looked about 70% to 80% similar to the old priest whom she had seen on the seventh day of the lunar month.
The dark clouds and fog in the sky are approaching here from the south.
Things are about to change.
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[Heavenly principles want to choose seven gods to rule the world together. 】
I don’t know when it started or where the source is. Suddenly one day, the news blew into the hearts of every living being in the world, catching everyone off guard.
Especially those demon gods who have gained faith.
A person who holds the position of ruler in this world can have his own faith. Who can not be tempted?
What's more, there are thousands of demon gods on the continent of Teyvat, but since the law of heaven has stated that the number of gods is seven, it can only mean that there will only be seven gods on the entire continent in the future.
If that's the case, what about the other demon gods?
Do they still have a chance to continue to live?
If fighting means death, and not fighting means dying, then why not fight?
After all, everyone is the Lord of the Demon Gods. If they don’t fight for a result, who would be willing to die!
From that day on, the originally harmonious and uplifting atmosphere on the continent suddenly changed. Various frictions began to occur frequently between different tribes. Whether they were humans or gods, whenever they met, the only outcome would be life or death.
Bloody light gradually spread on the earth, and every moment there were painful wails mixed with the howling wind.
This made several demon gods related to the wind element stationed in the snowfield involuntarily feel a little angry in their hearts.
Even a peaceful elf like Wendy was somewhat affected.
He has been irritable at all times recently. If he is not careful, he will lose his temper and pick up Xinla's hair.
Chu Qi watched sideways for a few days, seeing that Xin La's hairline was showing signs of receding. Fortunately, the smart young man finally thought of a good way.
He listened to the songs of all things, took out the bamboo flute from his waist and gently played the praise of life. The soft and soft sound of the flute finally drove away the blood and haze lingering in the sky above Mondstadt.
This made everyone feel relieved.
The bamboo flute was a twelfth birthday gift from his father Joseph.
Xin La is already twelve years old. In the eyes of outsiders, he is a big child who can try to hunt independently!
This little boy is naturally very happy that he is no longer treated as a child by his friends.
He formed a new hunting team with Renn's son Kriegel and George's daughter Yegor, and the friendship between their fathers will continue to extend to the three of them!
Oh, by the way, I almost forgot that there is a non-staff member named Wendy in this team!
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Here are the names of the three members of the private uprising team:
Knight: Krieger Legenfeind
Hunter: Yegor Gunnhild
Singer: Sinla Dikhta
