Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

Chapter 239 Pre-wedding preparations (3)

Outside Yujing Terrace, the glazed lilies are in full bloom.

The moonlight is like frost, sprinkling on the earth, as if wrapped in a layer of dreamy veil, concealing the original appearance of the place it shines on, making it appear and disappear.

Su Ping changed into a scholar's robe, wearing a tight-sleeved and handsome outfit. Today he had just taken the girl he liked to worship his parents. Now he came here again at night, also with important matters.

There are several teapots on the small tea stall, and a kind old man is sitting in a rocking chair, as if he is about to fall asleep, but in fact he is full of energy.

Grandma Ping closed her eyes, but when the young man approached, she said calmly: "Disciple, is it true that you would not come to the temple for no reason?"

Su Ping smiled, as warm as the sun, and said, "Master, I want to go to Aozang Mountain in Jueyunjian and bring Xiaohe with me to watch the ceremony."

Grandma Ping smiled gently, "What does Cheng Ye want to do by coming here? Even if the immortal doesn't need to rest, if I disturb her in the middle of the night, she might think I'm disrespectful. If she comes to seek her master in the future, it will be difficult to deal with her."

“Master, rest assured. I won’t fall into anyone’s hands. I came here to ask for directions. After all, the mountains in Jueyunjian are intricately built and towering into the clouds. I’m afraid I’ll take the wrong branch and it will take too much time to go back and forth.” Su Ping said.

Grandma Ping nodded, "So, I want to travel overnight, arrive early in the morning, and bring the little girl Shen He back?"

"That's right!" Su Ping nodded and clapped his hands, looking like a well-behaved child. "Master, please give me a map to prevent me from taking a detour."

Grandma Ping laughed and said, "You are not the first one who wants to use the initiation magic in this way. Well, this can be considered a continuation of the same lineage."

Su Ping blinked and asked in confusion: "Is there anyone else who has thought about this?"

Grandma Ping nodded slightly and explained, "Except for a few extremely stubborn ones, all of your fellow disciples have thought the same way."

Su Ping was stunned. He suddenly felt an indescribable intimacy with these brothers and sisters whom he had never met before. It was as if there were a few people of his age asking their master for maps of the outside world, wanting to fight for their own piece of the world.

"Alas, the past is like flowing water, only people can chase it." Grandma Ping sighed softly, then stood up and stretched out her right hand.

Su Ping bent down skillfully and let the old hand cover his head. A piece of terrain appeared in his mind. He could zoom in and out at will and view the relevant details. It was magical.

A glimmer of light flashed across Grandma Ping's slightly closed eyes, and she sighed, "Half a bucket of immortal power, not bad, not bad."

Su Ping, however, was pleased. He felt that it was not very useful for this half-baked man to wander around. He would resume his cultivation of immortal power when he had some free time.

Although his immortal power would slowly increase without special training, it was indeed very slow, which resulted in his current ability to fight life and death being strong enough, but as a reserve of immortal power, it felt a little insufficient.

When Granny Ping saw his expression, she thought about what her disciple was thinking and advised, "Don't be hasty. The world today is not like the past when there were constant terror and disasters. Except for a few people, no one can be your opponent."

Su Ping smiled and felt that he was a little too eager for quick success. After all, those few beings were the seven demon gods of the seven countries and their followers. In addition, as long as Su Ping was not fighting against 100,000 people alone, then in the worst case scenario, he would still be alive.

Su Ping stared at the title his master had given him, but he did not feel proud of it, because it was just a verbal title, not an actual title.

Most of the battles he had experienced were fights with monsters, and so far he had only been challenged by someone by name once, and that was not pure at all, with too many things involved.

Therefore, even though Su Ping received such praise, he did not become complacent. After all, he still had his followers and demon gods above him. They were truly terrifying beings and there was no doubt about that.

Of course, he was not very afraid of this, because in Liyue, all the emperor's relatives he knew were immortals with immortal titles, and they were all old acquaintances of his master. As a relative of his, there was no way anything would happen to him.

Su Ping bid farewell to his master and set out on his journey alone. Under the moonlight, he left Liyue Harbor, headed north, returned to his original place, and then headed west.

The sun rises in the east and the sky is clear.

Birds are singing in the hidden mountains and dew is evaporating under the sun. There is not even an obvious path here, and it is full of primitive atmosphere.

Su Ping flew by with a light and subtle step. His shadow was invisible when he stepped forward, and the traces he left were very faint, almost invisible. If he paid more attention to control, he could completely hide his tracks and not be noticed.

He was now on an unnamed small peak among the clouds. According to the map in his mind, after climbing up this low mountain, he would be able to reach the foot of Ao Zang Mountain after some time of maneuvering.

At the same time, he was also amazed at the energy of heaven and earth here, the quality of which was much better than that of the outside world. When he breathed in and out while flying, he could vaguely feel that it was very clear, a feeling of complete clarity from the inside out.

"This is just a small peak. If we go to a mountain with an immortal cave, will the air in the world be even purer?" Su Ping thought it was very likely. After all, that was the residence of an immortal, so it couldn't be ordinary.

While he was daydreaming, he climbed to the top of this small peak and was able to take in the beautiful scenery among the clouds.

There are cranes flying in the sky in groups of three or two, the tall main peak rises into the clouds, and fairy mist rises. At first glance, one feels a sense of lightness, and at the same time, a little awe towards those peaks. After all, people are as small as ants in front of them.

A deity makes a mountain, not its altitude.

Su Ping stood on the small peak and thought of this famous saying. Now there was a real scene in front of him, but he felt that if the mountain was high, there would be immortals who changed its name.

Looking at the huge mountain marked on the map, Su Ping took a breath, then stepped forward and flew past like a gust of wind destroying strong grass.

Some time after noon, Su Ping approached the foot of the mountain. After such a long journey, he still felt full of energy. He had not slept all night, but his demeanor was still the same.

In the blink of an eye, the last distance disappeared, Su Ping rushed to the foot of the mountain, and then began to climb the mountain. The main peak was different from the outer peaks, and there was a path to follow.

Not only is there a clear road, but there are also stone steps, one step after another, leading directly to the top of the mountain. There are many cracks on the steps, revealing their antiquity and vicissitudes, showing that they are very old.

“Hmm?” The moment Su Ping stepped onto the stone slab, his body suddenly froze, as if he was restrained by a supreme power and could not move at all.

Fortunately, this feeling only lasted for a moment and was fleeting.

Su Ping knew that this strange thing was the work of an immortal, because his immortal master said that the immortals in Jueyunjian set up a formation to hinder the progress of mortals in order to keep their ears clean.

He paused just now because the formation was testing his immortal power. Finally, it confirmed that it was correct, so it untied the restraints and stopped suppressing it. This situation had also happened when he just stepped into Jueyunjian.

After that, Su Ping encountered no more obstacles. He stepped on the stone steps at a very fast speed and rushed directly to the top of the mountain in one go, standing on the top of the majestic Aozang Mountain.

He looked into the distance and the scenery was indeed superb, with rolling clouds, high sky and vast land, and towering mountain peaks pointing toward the sky. It was extremely majestic and mighty.

Afterwards, Su Ping tried to breathe in and out, and felt that compared to that small peak, the air here was indeed clearer and more flawless, and the speed of increasing his immortal power would be faster.

"Who enters the mountain and disturbs the peace of this immortal?"

A gentle and elegant breath came, carrying the fluctuation of immortal power. It was an existence that Su Ping absolutely could not ignore. He could not estimate its specific strength.

Su Ping quickly stopped breathing and looked back. It was a crane, with feathers as blue as the sky. Some places had feathers as pure as snow, bright and clear.

"Su Ping, a disciple of the Immortal Family, is a disciple of True Lord Ge Chen Lang Shi. I would like to greet True Lord Liu Yun Jie Feng." Su Ping cupped his hands and bowed.

Not only in terms of strength, Su Ping is a junior, but the other party is an immortal, and he is a disciple of the immortal, so he is also inferior in seniority. How can he not salute?

"Never mind, never mind. Although I pay attention to etiquette and cannot ignore it, since you are a disciple of an old friend, I will allow you to be a little different. Stand up." The crane flapped its wings and said nonchalantly.

Su Ping stood up again, his eyes bright.

Master Liuyun Jiefeng stared at the young man with his eyes fixed, and after a moment he nodded, "Not bad, it is rare to have achieved such success in such a long period of cultivation."

She was an immortal, and although her arrogance was not overbearing, it was not small. There were not many opportunities in the world for her to speak like this, and Su Ping was one of them.

“Thank you, Master.” Su Ping’s expression remained calm as he slowly said, “I came here to pick up Xiao He and return to Liyue Harbor to watch the ceremony.”

"What ceremony are you watching? The ceremony of inviting the immortals is still a long way off." True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng asked doubtfully.

Su Ping told the truth, "I will be getting married soon. Xiao He is my childhood friend, so I want to come and pick her up."

Zhenjun Liuyun Jiefeng was silent for a moment. After looking at the young man carefully, his crane eyes were filled with a faint glow and an invisible power. This was not what she meant, but the power of an immortal. It was just like that.

In an instant, Su Ping felt that he was locked in, with no way to escape. He knew that this was related to the glow, and the immortal was trying to detect his fate.

This was not a malicious act. Besides, the immortals were always casual and relaxed when living in seclusion here. Naturally, they did whatever they thought of, so it was not surprising that they would behave in this way.

"Well..." Master Liuyun Jiefeng was silent for a long time, then spoke solemnly, "From now on, can you take good care of Shen He's life in the city?"

Su Ping smiled happily, "Of course, it's foolproof!"

This was the proud immortal who entrusted her disciple to the young man, because she had also discovered that the young man had a different destiny and could help her disciple.

Locking one's life with a red rope and living in seclusion in the mountains were originally helpless methods to suppress the lonely evil spirit Jie Chen. Now that there is a better way, then of course, we should use the better one and not let our disciples suffer.

Let her enter the secular life, follow Su Ping, change her fate that is easily hurt, no longer be bound, and live happily.

Su Ping took Shen He away, and the two of them sped along the way, as fast as lightning without touching the ground.

"Brother Su Ping, did Master... say anything?"

"Yes, the True Lord told me to take good care of you."

Hearing this, the frosty-haired woman with a face as beautiful as the moon secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as if she was finally relieved.