Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

Ningguang snuggled in Su Ping's arms, feeling a little sleepy, and said calmly: "Tell me about your childhood and the story of Shen He."

She had read the book before and knew some of the stories in it, but a book is just a book and contains some literary and fictional elements. She wanted to hear the true version told by her little brother himself.

Su Ping had a gentle expression as he slowly told her about the friendship between the two ignorant children on that land, like how they followed each other around every day, taught each other to read and recognize words, and shared interesting stories.

It can be said that he told out everything he knew and remembered. As for the identity of the immortal disciple, after thinking about it, he also explained his own identity.

Ningguang felt sad about his experience at first, then was slightly stunned when she learned that the young man was a disciple of an immortal. Then, when she heard that the young man was also a disciple of an immortal, she almost couldn't sit still and was about to exclaim.

After all, in the minds of the people of Liyue, immortals usually live in seclusion in the mountains and rarely appear in the world. Although there are countless rumors every year, they are just rumors.

And now, her younger brother is actually a disciple of the immortal family, and the woman who is like her younger brother's sister is also a disciple of the immortal family. How can such a thing not be shocking?

"What's wrong with this world?" Ningguang held her forehead with one hand. The recent events had been too many and too subversive for her to bear.

Su Ping quickly tried to comfort her, his voice gentle and caring.

Ningguang sighed, shook her head and smiled, "Forget it, I should have thought of this a long time ago. He survived many disasters, suffered serious injuries, and recovered without any sequelae. What else could it be except the help of an immortal?"

Su Ping scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

Ningguang took out a talisman from her clothes. The talisman paper was ice blue and the talisman text was snow-white. Both the texture and the materials showed that it was well made.

"Since you are a disciple of the immortal family, this talisman should be truly effective. You have to keep it well."

Su Ping raised his eyebrows. He had seen the power of this talisman not long ago. It could seal a running person in an instant and last for a long time. Its power was terrifying.

He smiled slightly. He had clearly told the girl that she didn't need to prepare any gifts, but in the end, he didn't give her anything ordinary, but instead gave her a gift for the immortals.

It's obvious that he listened, but not completely.

Su Ping could slightly sense the immortal power in the talisman. With a serious expression, he warned: "This talisman is not simple. I can't measure its power, but it is definitely enough to keep you safe."

Ningguang hummed, put the talisman away properly, and asked, "Can you rest for a few days with this injury?"

Su Ping shook his head. "It's not clear yet. The order hasn't come down yet."

"Does it mean that we have to work overtime again for this year's Lantern Festival?"

"Most likely."

"Well, this is for safety reasons...Have you had dinner?"

"not yet."

Ningguang glanced at the large floor clock on the wall. It was almost midnight, and it should be a quiet time of the night. She has been staying here since she came back from her youth.

"Then let's eat it with the midnight snack. I'll be the chef."

"I'll take the lead."

"Your arm is so tightly wrapped, can you move it?"

"Of course."

"Okay, then let's make some noodles, some noodles with cinnamon sticks! Make more and let them have a taste." Ningguang smiled brightly, her beauty surpassing any other in the world and even more beautiful than the spring breeze.

Su Ping also smiled and understood the meaning a little.

Lianxin noodles are said to be a noodle soup made while family members are waiting for each other. Those who eat it live under the same roof, with their hearts connected to each other. Mountains and seas cannot separate them, and heaven and earth are witnesses to this.

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The next day, the sun was shining and the sky was clear.

Many Qianyan soldiers were on the streets, repairing the road surface that was damaged by yesterday's battle, or the buildings that collapsed into ruins.

Outside Yujing Terrace, at the edge of the flower bed, Grandma Ping was sitting on the rocking chair. The small tea stall was still the same as before, with a few teapots on display.

Grandma Ping had a kind look on her face as she looked at the two figures slowly walking towards her. She opened her squinting eyes slightly and raised the corners of her mouth, as if she was happy about something.

"Greetings, Master." As Su Ping approached, he clasped his fists and bowed.

Shen He followed suit and bowed, "Greetings, Master."

Grandma Ping smiled slightly, her voice was kind and gentle, and she said slowly: "People call me Grandma Ping. Now I live in Liyue Harbor, so it is not appropriate to reveal my identity."

Shen He changed his words in time and called her Grandma Ping.

Grandma Ping laughed and said, "They are all very good and well-behaved children."

After greeting him and chatting with the old man, Su Ping mentioned the purpose of his visit. "Master, about the fate..."

"Master already knows about this. Shen He is indeed a doomed person. His life must be locked with a red rope, otherwise he will fall into an irretrievable situation. But don't worry, my disciple, your tenacity now is enough to change your fate!" Grandma Ping explained slowly.

“Break down and then stand up, this kind of perseverance is rare in a thousand years. You are clear about this, my disciple. When the perseverance reaches a certain level, it can affect the fate of the people around you and turn decay into magic!

As long as you spend more time together, you don't have to be inseparable. As long as you meet each other when you go out, or live under the same roof, it's fine.

Although it is impossible to completely eliminate the influence of fate, as long as you are determined to keep fate, you can reduce a large part of it and eliminate the dangers that can easily hurt people around you and yourself!"

Su Ping's eyes were bright and shining, as if two stars appeared, making his handsome appearance look even more extraordinary.

Shen He had many doubts, so she immediately asked what she thought was the most important question, "Will it have any impact on Brother Su Ping?"

Su Ping spoke up and told her not to worry.

Grandma Ping also advised: "Don't worry, those who have a tenacious destiny are as vigorous as flowers in spring and are difficult to be wiped out. Moreover, Shen He, you should be clear about his current strength. He will be fine."

After getting the guarantee, Shen He finally let go of the worry in her heart. Although this emotion was small and shallow, it was all she could feel under the restriction of the red rope.

Su Ping looked at her and smiled. He also felt that it was a great thing that God had given him this fate. He smiled and said, "In this case, I can rest assured."

Grandma Ping narrowed her eyes and said calmly, "My disciple, you came here today for more than just this matter, right?"

Su Ping laughed and said, "Master is wise. I would like to learn some magic to strengthen myself."

Grandma Ping said, "It's not enough to have a casual attack and the immortal wheel. Do you want some more sophisticated and powerful immortal arts?"

Su Ping nodded, then leaned over and squatted beside the recliner, with a smirk on his face, "Disciple believes that my strength is not enough and I need more training to improve. I hope Master will grant me this wish of learning immortal arts."

Grandma Ping smiled and said, "I do have magic, but I don't have anything more powerful than a casual attack or the spinning magic wheel.

I will teach you a set of footwork, called "Come and Walk Lightly", and another set for self-defense, called "Chang Wubian". Although these two sets of immortal skills are not as good as the two you have now, I have put a lot of effort into them, so they are worth learning!"

Su Ping listened and was overjoyed. This was exactly his current shortcoming. Although the speed of using the luck method was fast enough, it was not as good as learning the correct footwork systematically. At least if he learned it properly, he would not vomit blood halfway through the run.

"If the immortal art involves secrets, according to the rules of the world, should I avoid it first?" Shen He pondered.

Su Ping stood up and turned to look at him. Just as he was about to speak, Grandma Ping beat him to it, "That's not necessary. I'm teaching you magic, so you don't have to worry about it leaking out. Besides, Shen He is also a disciple of the Three-Eyed Five-Manifested Immortal, so it's okay for him to come and learn from him.

I believe that Liu Yun and I have a good relationship, so she won't mind. Her apprentice can learn magic from me for a few days, so that she can see for herself how powerful the best among her fellow immortals are!"

Shen He did not leave either. She stood there watching her master's friend teach the Dharma. However, the way he looked was very different from what she remembered.

When Master Liuyun Jiefeng first taught her, he threw several classics to her and told her to practice more every day and eat more plants like Qingxin, which could help her body adapt to the immortal power.

But Grandma Ping just put her hand on Su Ping's head and didn't say anything. She was very simple and direct but not rude.

It's hard to say which one is better between the two, but since Shen He came to the city, he has paid more attention to everything that is different from the usual.

Su Ping felt the two immortal arts in his mind and said with a smile: "Thank you, Master, for the teachings."

Grandma Ping smiled and said, "That's actually being polite."

Su Ping scratched his head and grinned. After all, there was Shen He, who always followed him in his childhood. No matter what, he couldn't be as smooth and joking as usual.

This can also be considered a kind of vanity. I don't want to destroy the image of myself in some people's minds, especially when they meet again after a long separation, especially when they were familiar with each other in childhood.

Grandma Ping patted the boy's head gently, then sighed and said, "You were seriously injured in yesterday's battle, my disciple."

Su Ping said that it was not a big problem. "At least I didn't have to lie in bed this time. I just need to recuperate for a few more days."

Grandma Ping's face was filled with anger, no longer as gentle as before, "Do you really think that the exhaustion of immortal power is just temporary? What if it can't be restored in the future?

You can no longer use immortal arts, and your body can no longer store immortal energy. Your physical fitness may drop sharply. By then, not to mention guarding Liyue, even your daily life will become a problem. How dare you ignore it!"

Su Ping lowered his head and waited until his master finished speaking before he dared to whisper, "Since Master chose to say this after passing on the Dharma, there must be a way to solve it, right?"

Grandma Ping did not say anything, but turned to the side and sighed deeply. Her sigh expressed the vicissitudes of life, as if all the sad things she had experienced over the past thousands of years came to her heart.

"You two are all like this, not taking care of yourselves and always making others worry..." Grandma Ping said, shaking her head, and added: "It's also because I'm incompetent as a master. When my disciples are in trouble, I can't help them in the first time.

If you and they all took care of yourselves a little more, this wouldn't be the case, right?"