Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

"Yeah, very good, very good!"

Grandma Ping praised again and again. She had just experienced the spear technique and understood how ingenious and desirable it was to use the spear technique that her disciple had performed as she wished.

Su Ping once again performed the nine-style spear technique, and combined with the use of immortal power, the power displayed was even more terrifying. If he had the Miechen in the box in his hand, then he would be like a real dragon in the world, chanting to shake the heaven and earth.

"Well, this unique shooting skill should be given a name." Grandma Ping said slowly, with her hands behind her back.

Su Ping withdrew his power, walked to his master's side, and said, "Master, please give me a name."

"it is good."

Grandma Ping agreed immediately, and it was estimated that it was premeditated. After all, she was someone who had helped people choose fairy names before, and she must have an inexplicable obsession with naming.

“This spear technique has nine styles in total, and its might can shake the heavens and the earth, so it is called Duan Jiuxiao. Styles one to nine are respectively named Climbing Clouds, Collapsing Mountains, Covering Rain, Falling Thunder, Rising Mist, Shading Sun, Shining Stars, Bright Moon, and Duan Jiuxiao!

The corresponding moves are: upward thrust, horizontal sweep, upward sweep, nailing, dragging spear, collapsing spear, spinning spear, throwing spear, and straight spear piercing!"

Su Ping was a little confused by the extremely complicated naming and asked, "Master, why don't you give it a name like 'A Strike'?"

Grandma Ping let her hands hang naturally, and after a little hesitation, she said, "Could it be that you want to call it casual nine shots, from one to nine, all casual?"

Su Ping considered the two names and said seriously, "Let's call it Duan Jiuxiao. Although it's complicated, it's more distinctive."

Grandma Ping was speechless and did not argue much with her disciple about the name. After all, the name of a kung fu is just for remembering and is not that important.

Anyway, no one would shout the name of Kung Fu while fighting, like chanting, to generate momentum for themselves, right?

"Okay, keep practicing!"

"Again?"

"What do you think? How can you only practice once or twice? You should practice day after day. If you don't die from practicing, then practice until you die!"

For more than a month, Su Ping stayed in bed during the day and trained in the Chen Ge Hu at night, leading a repetitive life. As his strength increased day by day, he gradually discovered changes in his body.

On the night of December 30th, Su Ping sat cross-legged in the Chen Ge pot, his immortal power and righteousness running at the same time, making his eyes shine with a strong golden light, his righteousness awe-inspiring, and his appearance solemn and majestic.

When he felt that these two forces seemed to be completely integrated and harmoniously indistinguishable from each other, his heart was shocked and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

According to historical records, this kind of thing is unprecedented. Su Ping also asked Grandma Ping to see if the predecessors had experienced such a strange thing, but was told that it had never happened.

In other words, he was walking on a completely new road, and he had no idea what the future would hold, whether it would lead to the sky or the underworld. He had no idea.

But in general, the changes that have taken place in him have not brought any negative effects to his body. On the contrary, after the fusion of the two forces, there are signs of another breakthrough.

Originally, the immortal power in his body had already overflowed into the water tank, with a thin layer of clear water floating at the bottom. But now, the water level has risen a lot, overflowing one-fifth of the water tank.

In addition, the water has also changed. It is no longer clear, but emits a dazzling golden light, just as the saint once said, there is a golden house in the book.

At the same time, Su Ping's perception became more and more profound, and there was a strong sense of righteousness in his chest, which made him want to open his mouth and write a chapter.

Boom boom!

A strange scene suddenly formed around Su Ping. Verdant green grass grew on the bare ground, starting from buds and growing taller, before finally turning yellow in old age and returning to the ground.

It seems like a strange scene of prosperity and withering throughout the four seasons, which is still going on. The green grass grows and withers faster and faster, and finally forms a landscape of prosperity on the left side and loneliness on the right side.

One party is in the prime of life, able to brave the wind and rain, and soar into the sky like an eagle; the other party has grown old, and can no longer shoulder the responsibility, like an old horse in the stable.

This is the feeling of time.

The scenery changed again. There was a little kid with a chubby face sitting beside the table. He picked up the kettle on the table and poured out the water. Through the changes in his hands, he realized the changes of time.

"I see……"

Su Ping murmured, his eyes closed and opened, the light in his eyes remained the same, but there was a big difference, with more insight and clarity.

"The present will remember the past, so that you will be fearless when you step into the future. Time is like a knife, carving vicissitudes of life. I will not forget the past, nor will I fear the future! No matter how many hardships there are, I will stand tall with my hands behind my back and move forward courageously!"

He opened his mouth slightly, and his words came out with immortal power, spreading throughout the entire Chen Ge Hu. Everyone who heard it, whether they felt it or not, sighed, lamenting the sorrow of the years and the transformation of the vast sea into mulberry fields.

Then, Su Ping's mind moved, and the scene of the child pouring water to comprehend the passage of time shattered. Instead, he saw a child reading a letter under the moon to know whether it was true or false.

“Truth is like moonlight. What you see with your eyes is not necessarily true. Only what you feel with your heart is true.”

As he spoke, the surrounding time and field changed, like frosty moonlight spreading across the ground, or as if wrapped in an endless veil, looming and dreamlike.

Ah Yuan, who was originally watching from the side and lamenting the passing of time, suddenly froze and looked at the man in front of her in disbelief.

In her eyes, Su Ping, with his supreme divine power, actually tore Ah Ping into pieces, then destroyed the cave with one palm, and became a devil in the world, until he was suppressed by Emperor Yanwang and died.

"what is this?"

Ah Yuan screamed in shock, and the horrific scene disappeared. Standing in front of her was Grandma Ping, who was questioning her. Su Pinghuan looked apologetic and smiled innocently.

"You, if you want to test your skills on someone, at least give them a heads up in advance!" Grandma Ping's eyes were filled with worry, fearing that her old friend would be frightened to death by the illusion.

Su Ping lowered his head and smiled awkwardly: "It's my first time using it, so I'm not very skilled yet. I definitely won't be able to do it again next time."

"Do you still want a next time?"

"I don't dare anymore. I don't dare anymore."

Ah Yuan smiled slightly and said, "I'm fine. Ah Ping, don't rush to teach him a lesson. Let Su Ping explain what this is."

Su Ping, who was pardoned, hurried to explain.

"This is the effect of the fusion of the righteous energy and the immortal power. Ever since I recovered from my injury, these two forces have been inexplicably fused together until just now, when they showed their might."

Su Ping said slowly: "First of all, the Time Field Control can make people feel old and weak, thus weakening or even losing the desire to fight, and defeating the enemy without fighting. If it is further developed, it is estimated that it will have more than just this effect."

"No wonder. Even though I wasn't thinking about the past just now, I still felt sad, as if my heart was being torn apart." A Yuan said thoughtfully.

Grandma Ping didn't say anything. She naturally felt the impact of the years. The heavier the experience and the more pain she felt, the more effective it would be.

Su Ping continued, "The latter one is called True and False Field Control, which is also based on my own perception. It can make people fall into an illusion. When the latter technique is mature, it should be possible to make people unable to tell that this is an illusion, or... make the fake look real!"

His tone was firm, and he believed that he could do it to such a level of ingenuity, because if he killed someone in an illusion or in a dream, then no one would be able to match the horror of this person.

"It's so real!" Ah Yuan was shocked and asked hurriedly, "In other words, the things in the illusion can become real?"

Su Ping nodded and said, "That's right, but the requirements for immortal power and righteousness are very demanding. I'm afraid it will take a long time to achieve. In addition, what a person sees in the illusion is often the scene that he least wants to see or wants to see the most. If it really succeeds, perhaps..."

He did not say anything else, because he also had deep pain in his heart. If it was really possible to make the fake look real, then could life be resurrected?

Su Ping's eyes were burning, and he really wanted to know this possibility, although it was nothing but a fairy tale and a fool's dream. Perhaps a false thing would always be just a false thing and could never become true, so it should be impossible.

But who knows? He was the only one from ancient times to the present who was first a private school student, full of righteousness, and then became a disciple of an immortal, cultivated immortal powers, experienced life and death several times, and had his body broken and then restored.

Therefore, the future of this road is completely unknown. No one knows how far it can go, and no one knows whether the so-called resurrection can be achieved.

Grandma Ping sighed heavily and said, "Yin and Yang are in order. The dead have been resting for many years. Why bother disturbing them? Besides, it may not be possible. It may even damage your own foundation. Don't try!"

Su Ping remained silent.

Grandma Ping spoke earnestly, and added: "Only this one thing is absolutely not allowed. You know the reason clearly, and you are not allowed to try it!"

"Yes." Su Ping whispered.

Of course he knew the reason. After recovering from this injury, his life span of 80 years, which was originally expected to last him, was reduced by another ten years, leaving him with only 70 years to live, which is rare in history.

Life is short, but this does not mean that Su Ping will not live past the age of seventy. It just means that before the age of seventy, his life is extremely secure and he will be free from illness and disaster.

But after the age of seventy, it is difficult to determine whether natural disasters or man-made calamities will occur, and even how one might die suddenly is still uncertain.

After taking out the Chen Ge pot, Su Ping lay on the big bed, feeling a little emotional and sighing.

"Oh my, little brother, have you returned from studying?"

Ningguang was sitting upright beside the bed, her clothes loose, revealing her snow-white shoulders. Her scattered white hair was like a tassel waterfall, soft and beautiful.

She had known for a long time that her little brother had an immortal master, and that the injury had actually healed long ago, but she had never made it public.

Su Ping swallowed his saliva and said blankly: "Sister Ningguang, what are you going to do?"

Ningguang turned over and pressed the young man under her. Her eyes moved and her breath was as sweet as orchid. "What do you think?"

"Is this... okay?"

"Of course, Grandma Ping is an immortal. I asked her to help me adjust it. It's absolutely safe and everything will go smoothly!"

It's a pity that life is short, so enjoy it while you can. Those who spend the whole night in love will also have sleepless nights.