Original God, looking for the heart

In the past few days, Mo Bei has been taking Qingxin to suppress the influence of the devil's breath on him.

The juice extracted from Qingxin was bitter, and Mo Bei's body was tainted with this smell. However, if you only smell a trace, the astringent taste is not very strong.

Fortunately, Mo Bei doesn't hate bitter taste. By the way, is there anyone in this world who likes bitter taste?

With such a smell, Mo Bei headed to Liyue Port.

——Liyue, Liyue Port——

"Death Star" is the flagship of Beidou's fleet. The bow of this large ship is in the shape of a dragon. When the three red sails are propped up, you can feel the power of the Death Star riding the wind and waves.

At this moment, Beidou's "eldest sister" stood by the rudder with one hand on her hip, listening to the sound of sea breeze and waves like a lion feeling the wind in the forest.

Mo Bei walked up the stairs and greeted Beidou: "The weather is nice, it looks like a good day for sailing!"

"Of course, the weather at sea is directly related to navigation. But with my skills, it won't be a problem to take you through the storm!"

The two of them exchanged pleasantries, and Mo Bei suddenly remembered something.

Sora is also going to Inazuma and they can share a boat!

"You are talking about the blond traveler who saved Liyue. Don't worry, he came earlier than you."

Beidou leads Mo Bei to Guyun Pavilion.

——Liyue, Guyun Pavilion——

The crowd was full of people.

With the news that the travelers were participating, more and more people signed up for the competition.

Beidou was not in a hurry to take Mo Bei to meet the travelers. She first went to meet a special "personnel on the ship."

Her white hair was tied into a short braid at the back of her head, and diagonally below the two bunches of dull hair on her head was a red highlight that matched her eye color. Wearing a gray samurai uniform, the outermost furisode kimono is only half worn, the right half of the outer garment is tied around the waist, and the right furisode hangs behind her. There are two scarves, one black and one red, around his neck, with the Eye of God pinned on them. A maple leaf is tied around her waist, and the maple leaf pattern is printed on her scarf, furisode and dark red hakama.

In a daze, Mo Bei couldn't help but think of a person——

Hisahide Niwa

Just like playing a movie, Mo Bei recalled everything about Niwa Hisahide.

"This is Maplehara Manyo, from Inazuma."

"Wanye, this is Mo Bei. The one who fought against the demon with the travelers and protected Liyue."

Beidou acted as an intermediary and introduced the two of them.

Voices suddenly burst out from the crowd, all praising a certain party's vigorous skills. Obviously, this duel should involve travelers.

They looked towards the center of the crowd, and sure enough, there was a golden glow like the sun. Compared to Sora's vigor, Sora's opponent was so frightened that he stepped back, holding his hands in front of his body and hitting him awkwardly. In the end, he collapsed on the ground and begged Sora not to do anything again.

The result of the competition is obvious. Beidou was very satisfied: "As expected of the seeded player I fancied! He won cleanly and neatly!"

"Yes," Wanye agreed, "but he restrained his strength, as if he didn't want the other party to get hurt."

Wan Ye's perception was keen, and Mo Bei was aroused: "After all, the opponent is an ordinary person. If I use all my strength, I am afraid that the opponent will be dead. Right, Dan... Wan Ye."

"Are you trying to say Niwa?"

Mo Bei subconsciously thought that Wan Ye would be angry because he got his name wrong, so he hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, your appearance reminds me of my old friend."

Mobei's worries seemed to be unnecessary, and Manyo didn't show any anger: "In fact, my family's original name is "Niwa". "

"Really?! Then do you know a person named Niwa Hisahide?"

Wanyo touched his chin: "Well...according to my father's description, he should be my ancestor."

Mo Bei has never felt that time passes so quickly as now. The young man in front of him who looked about the same size as himself turned out to be a descendant of Niwa.

"What do you mean when you talk about my ancestors?"

"You may not believe it, but I had a relationship with your ancestor. That was a long time ago."

Sora and Paimon came to them at this time: "Mo Bei, you are here too! Where have you been these past few days, and you just left a note and ignored it?"

"Ahaha..." Mo Bei felt guilty, "Isn't he back..."

Mo Bei didn't know what he said after that, so he just stumbled and answered a sentence or two. He must really feel guilty about Sora. Having said that, "guilt" seems to be the emotion that has been with him the longest.

Beidou proposed to the competition organizers that since Traveler's performance was good, it would be better to enter the semi-finals directly.

It was not until the afternoon that the semi-finalists were decided.

The contestant who faced off against Sora was Rong Shi, a person who had no reputation but was considered a dark horse.

But the game was undoubtedly won by Kong.

Rong Shi wiped the sweat from his head and looked very happy, enjoying the duel.

Rong Shi: "You are very powerful, I am willing to defeat you."

Paimon: "It's just a close call. If you have the Eye of God, you will definitely be very powerful."

The big guy Rong Shi explained that he also wanted the Eye of God when he was a child. But, can't get it. So much so that he understood a truth: the eyes of God are not as solid as the muscles.

After all, the power is borrowed from the gods and is not something to be envied. What's more, Rong Shi without the Eye of God could defeat someone with the Eye of God.

"Only when you lose can you understand the gap and have the opportunity to grow. So I am very happy. Losing is a rare thing."

This is what only a truly powerful person can say!

It seems that some of the people participating in the martial arts meeting are not just here for the Eye of God.

The last final is scheduled for the evening.

Even Sora would feel nervous when facing an opponent who was breaking out of a tight siege. The ticket can only be obtained by winning the championship.

Kong was extremely distressed: "Mo Bei, why don't you participate in the martial arts competition?"

"Huh? Beidou invited me directly. Aren't you the same?"

"??"

There is nothing to say about each other, but a thousand lines of tears.

In the wind, a fiery red maple leaf slowly fell. "You guys are here. Need to relax?"

Sora: "Manyo?"

"The wind tells me that you need to rest now. Come with me and treat it as an after-game after-game."

After some persuasion from Manyo, Sora agrees to relax with him.

"What about me?" Mo Bei pointed at himself, "Should I go with you, or should I wait here?"

Manyo: "Come with us. Sora needs help from his friends."

Wan Ye took them for a short detour and came to a place where no one had gone before.

"There's no one around right now, so I'll ask straight to the point - in fact, you are very skilled in using elemental power, and there are more than one, right?"

Mo Bei's heart skipped a beat as the surrounding elemental forces began to gather.

Kong stopped Mo Bei: "He is someone Beidou trusts, and we should also trust him."

As the elemental power became peaceful, Kong admitted that he and Mo Bei were indeed able to use more than one elemental power as Wanyo had guessed.