Pai Meng: "So, have these flowers also felt the current situation in Liyue Harbor?"

Grandma Ping: "Yes, the rumors about the death of Emperor Yan are no small matter. There are all kinds of rumors in the streets and alleys.

Some people say it is a conspiracy of the fools, while others say it is because something in the sea can no longer be controlled.

Some people also said that this was all a play directed and performed by Qixing himself... This port is like a pile of firewood. As long as there is a spark, the fire cannot be stopped.

Oh, I won't say any more. I'm old now and I just like to nag. What do you want to talk to me about?"

Lingkong: "Mr. Zhongli asked us to borrow the Cleansing Dust Bell."

Grandma Ping: "Oh, you mean the Dust-Clearing Bell? This bell was not originally mine, it was a gadget that an old friend of mine had.

When I was young, I loved beauty and the bell, so I stuck to her and begged her for it. She couldn't resist me, so she gave me the bell.

But she told me that if someone came to borrow the bell in the future, I couldn't be reluctant to give it away.

Over the years, this bell has been borrowed countless times, but no one has borrowed it for a long time since I started to know when.

Alas, I am old and I am slow in finding things. I am afraid you can’t wait.”

Lingkong: "It's okay, we can find it ourselves. Just tell me where you put the bell."

Grandma Ping: "Haha, it's not far away, it's in this pot. All my belongings are in it."

Pai Meng: "All your belongings?"

Lingkong: "Is this a magical weapon from the immortal family?"

Grandma Ping: "Haha, anyway, the bell is in this pot. If you want to find the bell, just go in and take a look."

Lingkong: "We go in by ourselves? How do we do that? Paimeng, how about you go in first?"

Pai Meng: "The pot is so small, how can I get in? I can't get in, I can't get in at all!"

Lingkong: "Grandma Ping?"

Grandma Ping: "The dust-cleaning bell is in the pot. I haven't cleaned it for a long time. Be careful not to dirty your clothes."

Lingkong: "Let's study it. There might be a mechanism."

Lingkong reached out to touch it, and the teapot instantly sucked them in.

They appeared on a stone bridge in midair. Pai Meng was surprised and asked, "Where is this? Am I hallucinating?"

Lingkong: "This should be the inside of the teapot. It is indeed a magical instrument of the immortals. There is a different world inside."

Grandma Ping's voice came from the air: "Okay, children, this is the pot where I put my things. Go find the bell."

Pai Meng: "It's my mother-in-law's voice. This is really a world in a pot."

"It's a bit dirty, with a lot of dust and spider webs." Lingkong used the element of wind to blow away the dust: "Are these slimes grandma's pets?"

Paimeng: "Who would keep a slime as a pet?"

Grandma Ping: "Why is there so much dust? It looks like it hasn't been cleaned for a long time. Children, please help me clean this place."

A big slime saw Lingkong and jumped into the air to hit him.

Lingkong smashed it with a palm, and the spring cleaning began. Lingkong cleaned up all the dirt he encountered along the way.

At the end of the bridge, there is a stone table. Lingkong picked up a bell on it and said, "This should be the Dust Cleansing Bell, right? There is no other bell around."

Pai Meng shouted: "Grandma, have we found the Dust-Clearing Bell?"

Grandma Ping: "Have you found it? Young people are very quick and nimble. You got the bell in no time. I'll take you out right away."

After leaving the world in the pot, Lingkong returned to the original place: "I am sorry to be in front of the immortal."

Grandma Ping: "I haven't heard anyone mention the word 'immortal' seriously for a long time."

Lingkong: "Thank you, Immortal, for the bell."

Pai Meng: "Great, now that we have the Cleansing Dust Bell, the third step of the Sending Immortals Ceremony is complete."

Lingkong: "May I ask the immortal, how can I become an immortal? Do I still have a chance to become an immortal?"

Grandma Ping: "Haha, the road to immortality is long and elusive, where can I find my destiny?"

Lingkong: "Will the Immortal accept me as his disciple?"

Grandma Ping: "You and I are not destined to be master and apprentice. Young man, you can't force fate. Only by letting nature take its course can things come to fruition."

It seemed like Grandma Ping said something, but in fact, she said nothing. Lingkong felt unwilling, but there was nothing he could do.

"Ping, you're still alive!" Ruyi jumped out and said.

Grandma Ping's expression changed slightly: "You... Piaomiao?"

Lingkong quickly explained: "She is not Piaomiao, she is just a spirit... We agreed to keep silent and not scare people. Wait, Grandma Ping, do you know Chenshen?"

It seems that the deity Ping Granny is even older than he imagined.

Ruyi: "I can't help it anymore, I have to speak!"

Grandma Ping: "Are you the Ruyi Magic Staff? When I first saw you, you were only as long as my arm. Now you have grown this big."

Lingkong: "Can it still grow?"

Grandma Ping: "I remember the Ruyi Staff accompanied Piao Miao into the mausoleum, so how did it get out?"

The murderous intent from the immortal made Lingkong's hair stand on end.

Lingkong: "Immortal, please listen to my explanation. This is what happened."

After listening to the whole story, Grandma Ping sighed and said, "This is your chance. I can't blame you."

Lingkong: "I can give the Ruyi Magic Staff to the immortal."

Grandma Ping: "Even if I take the artifact, I can only use it as a firewood stick. Let it follow you."

Ruyi: "I treat you as a friend, but you want to give me away. I will ignore you!"

Lingkong: "This is not called giving it to someone, this is called giving it to your master's friend, which is almost like returning the item to its original owner."

Grandma Ping: "Why is she so similar to Piao Miao?"

Ruyi: "The master sealed all her memories in the Ruyi Staff. These memories gradually developed intelligence and became who I am today. I can be said to be the incarnation of the God of Dust."

It turns out that this is how Ruyi was born. If this happened in modern times, it could be said to be an ethical issue: whether a person's clone can be considered his own person.

Grandma Ping's eyes filled with tears: "Piaomiao, Piaomiao, I will be able to see you again in my lifetime. Look, the current Liyue Port is named after the pseudonym we used when we played in the human world, Liuli and Wangyue..."

Pai Meng whispered: "So this is how Liyue got its name."

Lingkong: "Be quiet and just listen to the gossip."

Grandma Ping chattered on for a while before she said, "Excuse me, children. I am a little moved to see an old friend."

Lingkong: "It's okay, I understand."

Grandma Ping: "Young man, what is your name?"

Lingkong: "My name is Lingkong, you can just call me Xiaoling, her name is Paimeng."

Grandma Ping: "Okay, Xiaoling, come and see me when you have time. I want to nag but no one wants to listen."

Lingkong: "Okay, I will definitely come to see you often in the future."

Grandma Ping: "Go ahead, don't make him wait anxiously. And tell him something for me. If you have time, you can come over for tea. I don't have much, but I still have a teapot."

Pai Meng: "Well, we'll remember that. Thank you, grandma."

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