Star Railway: I have a sword that can kill the Star God!

Yu Feng crossed his arms and walked from behind everyone to Grandma Ping. After looking at her for a few seconds, he spoke indifferently.

“Who knows who is Mars and who is cattle and sheep?”

"What do you want to say?" Grandma Ping was confused.

Yu Feng smiled faintly, stretched out his right hand, and a green light appeared on his index finger.

"What I want to say is that despite all your ingenuity and god-level martial arts, you, Emperor Yanwang, are nothing more than an ant lying on the ground in my eyes."

"Everything you Liyue people are proud of is simply not worth mentioning to me."

"Grandma Ping frowned. She has seen crazy people, but she has never seen Yu Feng so crazy. He was so arrogant in front of her and directly called the emperor an ant!"

"The flower has withered, then let it rise again." Yu Feng said and pointed out, the green light of Evergreen's finger flashed, and the glazed lily in front actually bloomed again in Grandma Ping's shocked eyes!

She suddenly turned her head and looked at Yu Feng.

"You actually have this kind of ability, who are you?"

"I'm just a monk passing by."

Yu Feng said and looked at Grandma Ping again.

"I'm here to borrow the dust-cleaning bell. Can you borrow it?"

Grandma Ping was startled, and then she chuckled.

"So that's it. I came here to borrow this as expected. However, this bell is not originally mine. It was originally a gadget worn by an old friend of mine."

"When I was young, I loved being beautiful and liked that bell, so I clung to him and begged him..."

"He couldn't resist me, so he gave me the bell. But he told me that if someone comes to borrow the bell in the future, I won't be able to bear it."

"Over the years, this bell has been borrowed countless times."

"But, I don't know since when, no one has come to borrow this bell for a long time..."

As she spoke, Grandma Ping looked at Yu Feng.

"Senior... I'm an old man, so I take my time in finding everything. I'm afraid you won't be able to wait."

"It doesn't matter, let them find it."

"Hehehe... In that case, let the younger generation go ahead and put the bell in this pot."

"If you want to find a bell, just go and look for yourself." Grandma Ping pointed to the teapot aside and said.

"Is that so?" Funina, Paimon and Ying all came up and took a look at the pot.

"Funina, you are the water god Fukalos, come and take a look." The messenger called.

"Eh?! Me?" Funina was startled, but looking at Ying and Paimon's doubtful eyes, she also smiled.

"I'm so big, how can I get in? Little Paimon should go there!" Funina said and kicked the ball to Paimon.

"How can you be more despicable than a singer? Fortunately, you don't know." Pamon stamped his feet in the air.

"Hey." Funina learned.

"Hey, what do you mean?!" Paimon's muscle memory activated.

But then he reacted again.

"Don't imitate me!"

Paimon said, glanced at Grandma Ping, and then spoke to Ying.

"This mother-in-law is really weird. She said that all the belongings were put in the pot... She must be teasing us, right?"

Ying smiled evilly and said to Paimon.

"Pamon go into the pot and take a look."

"I can't get in! I can't get in no matter how hard I try?!"

"And why did you let me in, wouldn't it be nice to lift the lid and take a look!?"

Seeing the quarrel between the three women behind him, Yu Feng also had a dark look on his face.

He turned away indifferently.

"It's just a cave, what's the fuss about."

As he spoke, Yu Feng pointed at Funina.

"Sifu, go and open the lid and you can go in."

"Don't order me!" Funina shouted, but she just said no, but walked over honestly and opened the lid.

Quietly, the three women disappeared in front of the two of them.

"Senior, please sit down."

Grandma Ping moved a stool for Yu Feng, and the two sat down in front of the tea table.

Then Grandma Ping also started making tea.

After a while, a cup of fine fairy tea was placed in front of Yu Feng by Grandma Ping.

"senior..."

"Don't call me senior. My name is Yu Feng. You look much older than me."

"Uh..." Grandma Ping was speechless.

"Then I will address you as sir?"

"also may."

"Mr. Yu Feng, why did you come to Liyue?"

Grandma Ping sat directly opposite Yu Feng and asked her main purpose.

"travel."

Yu Feng just said two words and left Grandma Ping speechless. Travel? Who the hell believes you?

But she was also very calm, looking at Yu Feng who was sipping tea, smiling.

"How about this cup of tea?"

After Yu Feng took a sip, he placed the empty cup in front of Grandma Ping.

"My mind can't be calmed by just this cup of tea. How can I be calmed by this cup of tea?"

"It's just for the sake of words."

Yu Feng had spent an era collecting tea everywhere, and he also had a hobby of collecting tea, so at this time, he naturally had his own opinions on tea tasting.

"Hahaha, Mr. Talent... but the old lady is a little upset." Grandma Ping poured Yu Feng another glass.

Yu Feng raised the tea cup again, took a sip, and said to Grandma Ping, "I am indeed just passing through Liyue. The place I want to go is Dao Wife, but it is just a trip."

"I see, but please forgive me, fellow Taoist, Liyue Port has its own rules. Now that the emperor has passed away, the immortals in Liyue also have their own rules. They may have to stay in Liyue for a while."

Yu Feng also chuckled when he heard this.

"Since we are cultivating immortal magic, why should we talk about any rules? It's extremely ridiculous."

As soon as these words came out, Grandma Ping's pupils shrank suddenly.

She seemed to have been inspired. It was true. They were all immortals, so why should they restrain themselves with those rules? Since they were cultivating immortals, they should only have the immortal lineage in their hearts.

The closest thing to an immortal is not only having nothing in his heart but an immortal alone, but what these rules restrict is themselves!

"Sir, you are a great talent! The old lady still has some questions to ask you."

"Say." Yu Feng picked up a piece of cake next to him and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Sir, if you are cultivating immortals, what are the rules? Then why do immortals in high positions set all kinds of rules and regulations that exceed the rules?"

When Yu Feng heard this, he also smiled lightly: "It seems that you immortals still have some skills."

"This is a question the emperor once left me, and I can't answer it."

"Because immortals are afraid that there are too many temptations in this world. Immortals are afraid that they will be lost in temptation, and they are afraid that they will be addicted to darkness that they cannot imagine, so they set rules to restrain themselves."

Are immortals afraid?

After Grandma Ping thought about it carefully, she suddenly understood what was happening in her heart.

"Thank you sir!"

Yu Feng calmly took another sip of tea. Immortals, immortals, aren't they human beings? As long as they are human beings, they will have fear. He was once the Immortal Emperor, wouldn't he understand?

Those former true immortals, Da Luo, were all ants under his feet. Is there anyone here who understands immortals better than him?

"I once believed that music is the sound of the soul, something that comes from feelings and can never be spontaneously generated by an organ."

"But my close friend said that although the art of mechanism cannot replace the soul of music, it can compose some simpler creations."

"Mr. Yu Feng, what do you think of these two differences?"

"Music?" Yu Feng nodded.

Then came an answer.

"I don't know what your mechanical skills are, but do you still remember the original intention of music?"

As soon as this statement came out, Grandma Ping was shocked. How could she forget it?

"The original intention of music?"

"Mr. Talented!"

Grandma Ping bowed to Yu Feng again.