Genshin Impact: Descend to Teyvat Up Pool

While looking around and thinking about the raw stones in Liben's hand, Le Ran walked further and further away.

When Le Ran came to his senses and realized that there was no road ahead.

He found that he had unknowingly crossed the entire Liyue Harbor and had reached the side of Tianheng Mountain.

Looking at the Tianheng Mountain separated by a river, he suddenly remembered something and reached into his pocket to take out the map.

Expand the map and find the treasure spot marked by the spring elf.

Comparing the two, he found that they were not far from here, which made Le Ran think of the boxes last time.

Although I encountered the remnants of the demon, I gained a lot from that trip.

If this happens again, combined with what Diluk sent before, the wishing pool will almost be able to be resurrected.

Thinking of this, he became restless and walked back directly, ready to go to Wanmin Hall to say hello.

But Le Ran had just walked a short distance when he saw Zhongli standing in front of a shop full of antiques.

"Shopkeeper, bring me the dragon-carved bowl on the left."

"Sir, you have a good eye. This bowl has a history of more than 2,000 years. It is quite precious..."

After introducing the product in a fancy way for a long time, the shop assistant showed no intention of bringing it to me.

After the shop assistant finished his lengthy introduction, he began to explain the reason.

"The antiques in this shop are not for sale. Our master said so."

The shop assistant puffed out his chest, puffed out his belly, and held his chin high.

"These antiques need to be popular from time to time, so that they can maintain their cultural heritage."

Le Ran who ran to the side was a little speechless, how could he show off in such a refreshing and refined way.

The boss who bought this store is really awesome.

But Zhongli is worthy of being Zhongli, and he is suspected to be the Geo King.

Even though he was shown off, his expression did not change at all. He even asked the shop assistants with relish about the origins of other antiques and would correct them from time to time.

After Zhongli asked the waiter so many questions that he was almost dehydrated, he left the shop satisfied.

Le Ran who was watching from the side was amazed. Zhongli's skill in cultivating his Qi was beyond words. After sighing, he took a few quick steps and spoke.

"Wait a moment, Mr. Zhongli. I need your help with something."

Zhongli looked at Le Ran who was walking up to him.

"My dear friend Le Ran, you can speak freely."

"It's not a big deal, I just want to pass on a message. Please tell Xiangling that I won't be going to Wanmin Hall tonight. I have something to do outside and will be back the day after tomorrow at the latest."

Zhongli nodded slightly after hearing this.

"It's really a small matter. I'll tell Xiangling when I pass by Wanmin Hall later."

"Then I'll trouble Mr. Zhongli to go there for me."

Seeing Zhongli agreed, he sneered and returned the same way, heading towards Tianheng Mountain.

Le Ran started to perform the Wind God Leg from a distance, and his body was like a gust of wind blowing across the water.

People who were originally on the shore could only feel a gust of wind and see a few ripples on the water.

After walking around the entire Tianheng Mountain, Le Ran finally saw the ruins that the spring elf had mentioned.

After finding the right position, Le Ran took advantage of the mountain wall and slowly landed in the middle of the ruins.

Le Ran casually dealt with the monsters hidden in the ruins and began to search carefully in the ruins.

After searching for a long time, Le Ran finally found the torches that the spring elf had mentioned.

He found the pool of water in the center of the torch, bent down and slowly groped in the pool.

Soon he found a mechanism knob in the center. Le Ran followed the rules told by the spring spirit, grabbed the knob and began to twist it left and right.

When it reached the last turn, a glow appeared on the wall where the ruins were leaning against the mountain wall.

When the light was fully lit, a talisman appeared and slowly disappeared, revealing a dark cave entrance behind it.

Looking at the dark cave entrance, Le Ran couldn't help but complain.

"Is this spring water spirit so idle? She can find any secret place."

Le Ran took out a flashlight and walked along the passage for half an hour.

According to Le Ran's observation, this passage was different from the last time, with obvious traces of human intervention.

Le Ran was a little confused in his heart, wondering if he had run into the treasure house of some alchemist family?

When Le Ran walked out of the cave and looked at the hollow mountain belly in front of him, there was a stone pillar in the middle that was integrated into the mountain, and there was a stone tablet next to the stone pillar.

There are six large characters carved on it in ancient Liyue language.

"Yixiaodaotian Zhenjun"

There is a stone altar in front of the stone tablet, and the altar is quite clean, probably because someone comes to clean it from time to time.

Le Ran turned his head and looked at the pile of raw stones in the corner, and fell silent, wondering whether he should take them or not.

To take means to go to someone's grave and steal their offerings. This is such a wicked thing to do!

Don't take it. If that pile of things are all raw stones, there will be at least 10,000 of them by volume. After repairing the wishing pool, you can even do 50 consecutive draws.

Just when Le Ran was in a dilemma, a voice came from the deer antlers.

"Kid, what are you standing there for? Just take whatever you like. That pile of rocks has been there for hundreds of years and is of no use."

Le Ran was startled by the noise. He pulled out the Rift and looked towards the direction where the sound came from with caution.

"Young man, your knife doesn't look like a good thing. I advise you to use it less!"

As the sound was heard again, a deer-shaped ghost with particularly large horns crawled out from the stone pillar.

Le Ran looked at the deer in front of him, then turned to look at the tablet, and remembered the records in the book introducing the immortals.

Le Ran quickly put away the wound and saluted with his hands clasped together.

"Greetings to Master Yixiaodaotian!"

"There is no such thing as Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun. I am just a wandering soul, a ghostly soul surrounded by evil obstacles."

Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun stared at the place where Le Ran inserted the knife and asked curiously.

"I don't see any hole-shaped things on you. Where did you put it? Is it some new trick, like the ones at the Lantern Festival?"

Facing the somewhat curious Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun, Le Ran, for the sake of the ten thousand raw stones, slowly pulled out the crack.

"I've never seen a space like this before. Is this some kind of alchemy? Is development so fast out there?"

Le Ran patiently explained his origins, saying that these were things from another world.

When Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun heard that this sword could actively absorb evil spirits, his deer eyes lit up and then he sighed.

"If you could have come a few thousand years earlier, there wouldn't have been so many deaths among the Yakshas, ​​and now only Jin Peng is left alive."

Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun shook his deer head, as if to shake away the sudden surge of sadness.

"It's not too late now. My friend, use this sword to absorb the evil from Jin Peng. I will give you my Hu Tian as compensation for this magic weapon."

"The cave in the True Lord's pot is too precious. It will be enough if you just give me the raw stones in the corner!"

Yixiaodaotian Zhenjun shook his deer antlers slightly, and a wine pot of ancient shape flew out from the stone pillar.

"I said I was giving you that pile of rocks, and it's for you."

Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun shook his antlers impatiently.

"You youngster, don't underestimate the thousand-year-old karma on Jin Peng. It's different from your little fights."

Before he could finish his words, Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun leaped backwards and disappeared into the stone pillar. After that, no matter how Ren Leran called out to him, he remained silent.