Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

Please raise your sword!

Three thousand blue-robed scholars, three thousand three-foot blue-bladed swords, drew them out of their sheaths at the same time, with their sharp edges exposed, pointing straight to the sky, as if they could charge into a bull.

When a scholar meets a soldier, can he not explain his reason? This moment is an exception!

Suddenly, elemental sword light appeared at the tips of the three thousand swords, and then it was continuously transmitted to the sky, condensing into three giant swords, facing the east, west and north respectively.

"If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening!"

The sound of the Three Thousand Books' Praise was heard, generating a supreme righteous spirit, which gave the three colorful giant elemental swords an accurate color, shining with golden light, and attached with famous quotes from ancient sages, which was exactly the Confucian righteous spirit.

The moment the three giant swords were condensed, they made a humming sound, and then flew towards the east, west and north with a force like thunder, beheading countless monsters, leaving no grass on the ground, and then they disappeared into the horizon without returning.

This is how scholars serve their country!

These three swords, with their inexpressible freehand elegance and indescribable scholarly spirit, are all wielded in these three swords, and a breath of majestic energy is exhaled in an instant.

From now on, no Confucian scholar can carry a sword anymore, but there will never be such high-spirited and high-spirited people again.

On the mountainside of Tianheng Mountain, Su Ping faced the direction of Liyue Harbor, clasped his hands together, and bowed three times, "Everyone, have a safe journey."

……

In the middle of July, monsters came in waves again, as if there was no end to them. However, they were no longer as ferocious and barbaric as before, and their numbers were also less.

This is hope, this is the hope of victory!

Whoosh...

The replica of the Guizhong machine continuously shoots out flowing arrows. To it, this is just work day after day, just like when the war just started, there is no difference, but to some people, the difference is huge.

An unknown soldier, who left behind an autobiography, drove a replica of the Guizhong machine and shot streamer arrows with all his might.

With a click, the replica of the return machine broke into two halves. The machine, unable to bear the heavy load, had been working continuously for more than seven months, and at this moment, it had fulfilled its mission.

Seeing that he had no means of attack, the soldier stood there in a daze, at a loss. Then he was hit on the head by the centurion who was directing the crossbow shooting.

The centurion said angrily, "The crossbow is broken, why don't you just charge forward with a gun? The material to transform into monsters is gone, the monsters are running back, and the others are charging too, what are you doing?"

The unknown soldier woke up as if from a dream, grabbed the spear beside him, climbed down the rope ladder hanging outside the city wall, and charged forward.

Since you're already a soldier, you might as well be a little tired.

……

At the end of July, even though we had won victories on three fronts, we rarely saw groups of monsters. Every time we encountered the enemy, there were only a few of them.

As for the battlefield in the south, the enemies are the slowest coming there, so naturally their retreat will also be slower.

Moreover, the immortal disciples had been fighting for many days and were injured and tired.

In a valley where the treetops blocked out the sun, the immortal disciples gathered here, some standing.

Xiangling asked with a worried look on her face: "How is Lingling doing?"

Yaoyao said: "The situation has basically stabilized, but the level of immortal power is not stable. It has fallen sharply and may not be able to reach the top in the future."

Xiangling said in disbelief: "How could it be..."

Yaoyao sighed and explained, "Lingling was hit by the monster, and there were some problems with his meridians. It was not easy for him to survive."

Shen He on the side remained silent. She was thinking that since Brother Su Ping could escape danger so easily, was it possible for Xiao Lingling to do the same?

But, after all, she is no longer the little girl who was praised as a ground dragon because her handwriting looked like an earthworm and she was unaware of her ugliness. She understands some things that are unlikely.

No matter how similar a father and daughter are, they are still two people after all. Even if they are blood relatives, they may turn swords against each other, just like she did back then, didn't she?

"The monster is coming again!"

Yan Fei, who was watching from a distance, shouted and threw several seals at the same time.

The women quickly took action, using magic and elemental forces to blast towards the group of monsters.

Su Lingling, who was in the realm of immortal power, was unaware of all the chaos and troubles in the outside world. She was now halfway up the mountain, trying hard to climb up.

However, her immortal power was draining away like a river flowing eastward. Her immortal power level was damaged again and again. She fell from the top of the mountain to the middle of the mountain, and it seemed that she would fall again.

"No, you can't do that. If you fall any lower... not even 10% will be left. You absolutely can't do that!"

Su Lingling gritted her teeth, tried her best to stand up, took two steps upwards, but was slapped back to where she was by an invisible big hand, and fell a long way again, almost falling to the bottom of the valley.

A journey of a hundred miles begins with a single step. Climbing a mountain is often the most difficult at the end, but now she can't even climb to the foot of the mountain.

Once upon a time, Su Lingling, who was loved by everyone in the world, had a family background countless times better than that of ordinary people, and was incredibly talented and beautiful, had fallen into such a state?

I am unwilling to accept it. I am unwilling to accept it after all!

How is it possible for a person who is destined to be extraordinary, with first-class status and talent, to become mediocre and get used to mediocrity?

But the immortal power continued to disappear and would never return.

Su Lingling's face was pale and pitiful. He lay at the foot of the mountain with his lips moving as he said slowly, "I have a spear that can cut off the nine heavens, climb clouds, collapse mountains, overturn rain, bring down thunder, cause fog to rise, block the sun, flicker the stars, brighten the moon, and I can cut off the nine heavens alone!"

The shout went far away without any echo.

"I have a spear that can cut through the nine heavens, ascend clouds, collapse mountains, overturn rain, bring down thunder, cause fog to rise, block the sun, flicker the stars, brighten the moon, and I can rule the nine heavens alone!"

This time, she didn't tell it in a leisurely manner, but shouted it out with great enthusiasm, as if she, Su Lingling, was the most proud person in the world.

"I have a spear that can cut through the nine heavens, ascend clouds, collapse mountains, overturn rain, bring down thunder, cause fog to rise, block the sun, flicker the stars, brighten the moon, and I can rule the nine heavens alone!"

Finally, it is a distraught self-narration, as if she was heartbroken and had experienced all the suffering and sorrow in the world, sinking to the deepest valley.

In a short moment, his state of mind underwent three changes, from the initial unwillingness, to high spirits, and then to losing everything. He directly experienced the ups and downs of the world and then transformed.

After suffering comes happiness, and after happiness comes suffering

"Since you won't let me climb up this broken mountain, I might as well not climb it!"

Su Lingling turned around and jumped directly from the foot of the mountain, falling onto the empty flat ground. Her immortal power receded and she became a mortal without a trace of immortal power left in her body.

Then, she grasped a long spear in her hand out of thin air, and fired the most satisfying shot in her life towards the mountain that was so far away that the top could not be seen.

With one shot, the mountain collapsed and shattered into pieces.

Outside, the women who were struggling to resist the monsters were shocked and actually turned around to check the situation at this critical moment. This made their already pale faces even worse.

They, who could originally vaguely feel Su Lingling's immortal power, were now completely unaware of the existence of the girl's immortal power, as if they had never had any immortal power and had always been ordinary people.

In this situation, either she is already dead, or her immortal power has dissipated and her strength has become nothingness. Either way, it is extremely fatal.

But suddenly she stood up, holding the long spear passed down from Grandma Ping's lineage, and thrust it towards the group of monsters. Her immortal power suddenly burst out with a force like a surging sea wave, crushing and destroying them.

A year ago, Su Ping had given half of his destiny to his two children. It was this new intention that made Su Lingling break and then stand, or even stand without breaking.

"This shot is called Moving Mountains!"

Before he could finish his words, a huge mountain rose up high and suddenly crashed down, killing all the monsters below the mountain.

Looking at Su Lingling again, he was lying unconscious on the ground.

Shen He hurriedly helped the white-haired girl up. After a careful examination, he said with a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, she is fine. She just can't use her immortal power for two months, otherwise it will be extremely dangerous."

The girls finally felt relieved, and thinking back to the earth-shaking scene when the mountain fell down just now, they couldn't help but look at the white-haired girl as if she were a real immortal.

Is a mortal who can move mountains and seas still a mortal?

If Su Lingling was awake and heard this question, she would answer without hesitation: "Yes."

If you ask her why, she will smile with pride, wishing that everyone in the world would know about it, "Because I am my father's daughter! My father is a mortal, so of course I am also a mortal!"

……

There is only one day left until the eighth month since the war began. The war is now coming to an end. The monsters only live in groups of a few, and the battle lines are sparse. Any team of Thousand Rocks Army can kill them without leaving a single piece of armor.

The residents of the port therefore agreed to get up early at dawn to greet each other and celebrate the end of the war, which was later called the "August Defense War."

It was still dark that day, and the faint glow of dawn had yet to appear on the horizon. The residents, impatient to wait, rushed out of the house, drank wine together, and wished each other safety.

Boom!

It was like a loud thunderclap, resounding through the sky, and the only sound between heaven and earth was the rumbling sound of thunder.

But when I looked up, there was no Raikage in the sky, not even a dark cloud. What was going on?

……

On the mountainside of Tianheng Mountain, Keqing, who was awakened from her sleep, turned over and looked around suspiciously. She was sleeping with her clothes on, but suddenly she felt something in her heart, so she rushed out and ran to a room not far away.

In front of the house, she stopped, distraught.

It turned out that Ningguang had arrived here before her, and sat by the door without caring about her image, crying like rain.

Apart from the two children, only Su Ping was qualified to make the usually polite Tianquanxing lose his composure.

Above the sky, at a height invisible to the naked eye, a pale yellow figure flashed quickly and headed westward.

The figure passed the suburb of Lisha, headed west, then stopped above a ruin, twisted its body, and fell straight down.

There was no explosion in the air, no smoke or dust stirred up, and no brilliant performance. It was as if he just appeared there, standing between heaven and earth, with an upright body and a majestic figure.

This piece of ruins was the border of Liyue thousands of years ago, named Lingju Pass. He came here to keep a group of enemies outside the pass and protect the devastated land of Liyue inside the pass.

Lingju Pass resists the enemy and one hundred thousand ancient rock dragon lizards!

This really sounds like a foolish dream. Not to mention 100,000, even if there were 10,000 or 1,000 of them, even if you, Su Ping, had the power to do anything in the world, how could you resist with your tiny human body?

It would be good enough if he didn't get trampled into a pulp and ended up with no body left. He even wanted to resist 100,000 ancient rock dragon lizards by himself. Who gave him the courage? Who gave him the confidence?

It's very simple. Now he is not the human Su Ping, nor is he an immortal or a demon god. He is now an existence beyond common sense, and his strength is stronger than anything he has ever had.

Su Ping remained calm when facing the 100,000 giant beasts in front of him. His face was radiant with glory, as if he had reversed aging and returned to his youth. He had a handsome face and was full of energy.

His grey hair turned black again, his body was no longer hunched, and the light yellow fur robe on his body seemed to no longer be covered with a dark color, but was radiant with light as if it was inlaid with golden mura.

As he raised his hand, an object flew out from behind him. He held it tightly in his hand, and bursts of low dragon roars erupted, shaking the sky and the earth, and all living things trembled slightly.

One man, one gun, shocking the border!

Many years ago, he realized that the Qianyan Army was the strongest because the strongest army in the world was the Qianyan Army. But today, he, Su Ping, would make an exception for the time being.