Genshin Impact: Tenri and His Eight Perfect Dragons

"Well, I wonder if you, sir, have heard of the human organization that I established during the war between Liyue and the Demon God."

Zhongli put down the tea in his hand and slowly recounted what happened that year.

"Liyue is one of the main battlefields in the war between demons and gods, and the great demons have risen together. However, there is only one god here, and there are many conflicts."

"Death was the main theme of this land back then."

"Although we are paying attention everywhere, it is inevitable that the war will involve humans."

"The Lord in Charge of Death cannot bear to see humanity too affected by the war, so he walks on the land of Liyue to protect humanity."

"There is still some strength left, so that a small number of humans can act as a human city-state and resist the invasion of one or two demon gods."

"This small group formed an organization back then, and it was called the Rebirth Hall."

"Death engulfs the world of the living, and plague spreads everywhere. It took a long time for these humans, who have obtained a small part of the ruling power of death, to draw a clear line between life and death."

"According to the wishes of the ruling Lord of Death, after I established the country of Liyue, I also supported this organization a lot."

"This should be the reason why I have the aura of the Lord in Charge of Death on my body as you said."

Wang Ling: "I see. I only knew that you were a guest at the Palace of the Past, but I didn't expect that you were also an ancestral guest."

Zhongli: "My lord, you are joking."

Zhongli: "I do have many identities. I often walk in human society and appear in this body, named Zhongli."

Unexpectedly, there was actually some ruling power of death in the Hall of Rebirth, and it was easy to do so.

"Well, the Lord in Charge of Death asked me to protect the lineage of the First and Second Rebirth Hall, and the reward he gave me was the things he left behind in the Rebirth Hall, which can alleviate some of the pain of wear and tear."

Zhongli said calmly.

If it weren't for the ruling power of death, he wouldn't be able to walk in the world so easily.

"There is another matter. Take me to see it later." Wang Ling thought for a moment and said.

"Yes, my lord."

Zhongli responded to Wang Ling's words and said: "However, the person in charge of this session of the Rebirth Hall is still young. If he does something out of the ordinary, please don't blame him too much."

Zhongli looks like an old father and has been a guest at the Rebirth Hall for so many generations. Hu Tao's quirky character was rarely seen before.

At this moment, Tianli proposed to go to Changshengtang, but he was still a little worried that Hutao would do something extraordinary and offend this person.

"Haha, Zhongli, you are worrying too much."

"Not only do I not feel disgusted by the diversity of human beings, I am also happy to walk in the world. In a sense, I also want to be like you."

Wang Ling let out a sigh.

It had only been a few months since I came to the continent of Teyvat, and I thought that traveling through the city would be a warm daily love drama.

I never thought that since the arrival, the weight of the entire sky would be on Wang Ling's shoulders.

Keep it from staying in one place for too long.

......

Use your authority to separate the precious gold, and recreate it exactly one-to-one according to Mora's appearance.

"Oh, it's so magical. I don't have to worry about Maura at all."

After a while, a small pile of molas was piled up.

I can feel that all the molas I create are connected to me. It seems that with just one thought, I can extract the energy from them and supply it to myself, even if I am far away from this mola.

Wang Ling: "Speaking of which, Zhongli, it's understandable that you don't bring a mola with you when you go out, but why don't you create a mola yourself and use it."

Zhongli: "Well, in terms of universal rationality, this is indeed the case."

"But if you, my lord, can feel the aura of Mora that you have created everywhere you look, you will have the illusion that you have brought money, just like me."

Zhongli sighed softly and continued.

"Thousands of years have passed, and it has become difficult to break this habit."

Wang Ling: "..."

......

After paying the bill, Wang Ling and Zhong Li left Wangshu Inn.

Walking towards Liyue Port.

Since he no longer has to worry about the sky, Wang Ling doesn't always fly around with space authority.

The two of them were walking slowly towards Liyue Port like street runners.

It can be said that Wang Ling is just for enjoying the scenery along the way, while Zhongli is just for sightseeing.

"Ah, traveler, it's His Excellency Wang Ling!"

Just as the royal mausoleum was traveling from Zhongli to the broken bridge connecting Guiliyuan and Yaoguang Beach.

The shouts from the distance reached Wang Ling's ears.

A dusty blonde girl appeared on the other side of the broken bridge with her white floating spirit.

Paimon saw the royal tomb first and shouted to the travelers.

"Ok?"

Wang Ling stopped and looked at the exhausted travelers in the distance.

When he walked in front of him, he asked with a puzzled smile.

"You guys, didn't you set out from Mondstadt a few days before me? How come you've only arrived in Liyue now?"

"Well, it's a long story..."

Ying shook her head helplessly and said: "In the past few days, we deviated from the original route. First, we followed a young chef named Xiangling from Liyue to climb to the top of a very high mountain to pick Jueyun peppers."

"Another haunted town, helping ghosts find ancestral teachings..."

"I also encountered a lot of traces of fools. In short, if I hadn't seen this strange building built on the tree, I don't know how long it would have taken to get back to the main road..."

Wang Ling: "Your good guide doesn't know the road either?"

Paimon scratched his head: "Hey."

Ying: "Your Excellency Wang Ling, who is this next to you? Are you going to Liyue?"

Zhongli: "My name is Zhongli. I am a guest in Liyue who handles matters of life, death, and funeral matters."

Ying: "Zhongli...Hello, my name is Ying, and I am a traveler from a foreign country."

Wang Ling: "Well, I am going to Liyue on this trip. Traveler, you can come with me."

Paimon: "Great, traveler, no more getting lost!"

......

Passing through a gap under a cliff, the outline of Liyue Harbor suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Liyue Port!" Paimeng pointed at the large city-state in the distance and shouted to Ying.

"What a magnificent city. I really don't know what kind of god the legendary God of Rock is..." Yingya was shocked by the city-state in front of him that was completely different from Mondstadt.

"Huh? I don't know, traveler, what's the matter with you looking for the rock god Morax?" Zhongli heard Ying's whisper and asked calmly.

"So the name of the God of Rock is Morax?"

It was also the first time that Ying heard the name of the God of Rock, and responded: "I am looking for the God of the Country of Rock because I have questions about my lost brother..."

Paimon scratched his head and said, "Because we heard that the Immortal Invitation Ceremony is about to begin. If you want to find the Rock God, you only have this chance in a year."

"Also, travelers, when you enter the city later, don't call the Rock God or Morax by name, otherwise you will be arrested as an unreasonable foreigner. It seems that you are going to call...Scream, Rock Wang Dijun!”

Zhongli: "...That doesn't have to be the case."

"However, it seems that this year's Seven Stars Invitation Ceremony is indeed about to begin..."

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