Jiraiya's Heroic Stories: Genshin Impact

The staff looked at each other in bewilderment as a group of men knelt on the ground howling in horror, with a girl standing in front of each of them, each holding a wooden stick.

I've been in this business for many years, but I've never seen such a scene.

"Old Qian, Old Wang, what did you two do?"

The response he got was just a blank shake of the head. How come they scared themselves like this before anyone even showed up? Looking at the miserable appearance of these people, it was as if they had just fought with the Hillicul people.

Although I don’t know the reason, but overall this test of courage is the most successful one in history?

Since they failed, these young people had no chance of winning the prize. They paid their money in vain and got scolded, so they returned home in disappointment.

Looking at the crowd gradually going away, Lao Wang shouted excitedly: "Oh yeah! Finally I got rid of all these young couples. It's so satisfying!"

The resentment of this single dog...

And every move below was seen by Jiraiya and others.

"Speaking of which, I was frightened like this for no reason. Lao Li, why don't we pack up and go back? Something doesn't feel right."

"Indeed, I always feel like someone is watching me. This is a good way to promote our haunted house. Let's finish it and leave quickly without any mistakes."

Therefore, there was no need for Jiraiya and his team to do anything. The vendors, including the organizers, left Wuwangpo as quickly as possible. The result was very satisfactory, and there were no casualties.

"Very good. Now we can calm down and look for Kurumi." Jiraiya no longer imitated Kurumi's tone and returned to his heroic uncle voice.

"Um...how long do you plan to stay as Kurumi? It's awkward to talk like this while using Kurumi's body! I was just curious, how can you transform into someone else? This ability is too outrageous, isn't it?"

Paimon felt an indescribable feeling when he looked at Jiraiya, who was still in Walnut form.

"Ah, sorry, sorry. Untie!" With another puff of white mist, Jiraiya turned back into the tall, white-haired uncle. "Okay, let's go. Let's go find Kurumi."

However, Yuan Shang looked at the hillside in the distance and said, "It looks like there's no need to look for it."

At this moment, on the top of the dark slope, there was a beam of light that seemed to be made entirely of spirits.

"What is this?" Paimon looked at the beam of light in surprise. The beam of light looked to be more than 30 meters thick and went straight into the sky. The Wuwang Slope, which had not seen light for thousands of years, finally welcomed a ray of light that belonged to it.

Chongyun, who had been guiding refugees in the distance, also saw the ray of light coming from Wuwangpo. He couldn't help but take out a book called "Almanac of the Alchemists" from his pocket in disbelief.

These are the strange stories recorded by the ancestors of Chongyun's alchemist family. Among them is the record of the Wuwangpo Light Pillar.

"Yin and Yang are connected, how is this possible!" Chongyang shouted excitedly. Due to his pure Yang body, excessive excitement would cause excessive rise in body temperature, loss of emotional control, and he would do things that he didn't even remember.

He had gotten into trouble a lot because of this when he was a kid, but luckily Xingqiu was there and took out the spare popsicle that Chongyun always carried with him, and stuffed it into Chongyun's mouth with great skill.

"Don't get excited yet, just calm down first."

After Xingqiu watched Chongyun's homemade popsicle take effect, he calmly asked, "Yin Yang Tongzhu, what is that? Why are you so excited?"

Chongyun munched on another popsicle before explaining, “At that time, the land of Liyue was in chaos. The devils were plundering, and all living things were in ruins. Even the souls of the dead humans had nowhere to rest.

The Emperor wanted the living to have something to think about and the dead to be buried properly, and also to prevent the dead souls from wandering around and harming people.

The Hu family's great ancestor, the first head of the Wangsheng Hall, volunteered to build the Wuwang Hill for the dead to rest in peace. He single-handedly founded the Wangsheng Hall and calmed the resentment of the wandering ghosts all over the world, gathering them in Wuwang Hill.

Therefore, this Wangsheng Hall is not just a place to hold funeral ceremonies, but also has the authority granted by the Emperor to connect the Yin and Yang worlds and suppress the resentful souls in the world."

"I never thought that this Wangsheng Hall actually had such a secret. I am really ignorant. By the way, the ancient book in your arms is very rare. Do you have a copy? Can you lend it to me?"

Xingqiu's eyes were obviously shining as he spoke, but I really forgot that this guy is just a book collector.

Seeing Xingqiu rushing towards him, Chongyun could only quickly use his foot to hold Xingqiu back and shouted, "Be serious! Let's talk business!"

……

In the end, Chongyun still couldn't overcome Xingqiu's love for books, and the ancient books passed down by their ancestors finally fell into Xingqiu's hands.

"We agreed that you should give it back to me after you take a look!" Chongyun said helplessly while chewing on the popsicle. But at this moment, for some reason, this guy seemed a little excited.

After receiving the book, Xingqiu immediately became serious. He looked like a scholar and began to read the Almanac of the Taoist Priests, which recorded the travel experiences of the Taoist priests Tianheng.

The first part that I read was naturally the part about the Yin-Yang Pillar mentioned by Chongyun.

Xingqiu looked at him sharply for a long time before looking at Chongyun with a serious expression.

He slowly said, "Your family's handwriting has always been so beautiful! It's really enviable!"

"Oh, there's nothing we can do about it. After all, we are alchemists and we have to draw talismans every day. We draw so many times that we have unknowingly developed good calligraphy."

As Chongyun was talking, he felt something was wrong, and immediately grabbed Xingqiu by the collar, shaking him and shouting:

"Wait... something's wrong! Is this the time to talk about this? You better understand the situation!"

"No, I have to calm down, I have to calm down!" Chongyun adjusted himself and took a deep breath, but then he glanced at Xingqiu and couldn't help but continue to pull Xingqiu's collar and shake his head, as if he wanted to shake him into a paste.

Calm down!

It seemed that Xingqiu was more or less used to it, and he was still able to stay awake and said, "According to the book, this Yin-Yang Pillar only appeared during the 7th and 54th masters of the Wangsheng Hall, and the most recent one was years ago.

Usually, this happens when a person who is the head of the Wangsheng Hall has thoughts about the dead. He ignores the catastrophe in the world and forcibly opens the passage between the Yin and Yang worlds. This leads to ghosts and monsters running rampant in the world and causing great suffering to the people.

Hearing Xingqiu's words that were like pouring cold water on him, Chongyun could not help but calm down. As a Taoist priest, Chongyun had never even seen ghosts because of his pure yang body.

To the extent that seeing ghosts has become his obsession, however, no matter how deep this obsession is, Chongyun does not want to encounter ghosts in this way.

According to historical records, the first two times the Yin-Yang Pillar appeared, the demon took the opportunity to revive and increase his power to wreak havoc on the world.

At that time, even a powerful emperor had to pay the price of being seriously injured before the disaster was quelled. Now... the emperor has ascended to heaven and is no longer in this world. As a human, is there really any way to resist such a catastrophe?

Chongyun couldn't help but clench his fists. The ancestor who was known as the most powerful alchemist in the history of Tianheng Mountain died in the catastrophe five hundred years ago.