Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

Chapter 303 Sending Immortals (3)

"Yaoyao, Xiaohuan... the ceremony of sending off the immortals is about to begin, let's go and take a look." At this time, Grandma Ping slowly stood up and looked in the direction of Yujingtai.

Lin Huan and Yaoyao hurriedly stood up, supporting Grandma Ping on the left and right, and slowly walked towards the ceremony site with the crowd.

Along the way, although Yaoyao was still a little emotional because of what Grandma Ping said before, her big eyes looked around curiously. After all, the scale and scale of the ceremony of sending off the immortals were unprecedented for her.

"Sister Huan, there are so many people here, and everyone is so serious." Yaoyao whispered to Lin Huan, while her little hands tightly grasped the corner of Lin Huan's clothes.

Lin Huan patted Yaoyao's hand and comforted her, "This is a farewell ceremony for the immortals. It is a very important ceremony. Everyone is saying goodbye to the Emperor."

"Emperor..." A trace of disappointment flashed across Yaoyao's eyes and she lowered her head.

Lin Huan sighed softly and touched Yaoyao's head.

The two gradually approached the crowd, and the atmosphere around them became more solemn. Yaoyao saw many familiar faces. Xingqiu and Chongyun stood aside, looking solemn and serious. The laughter and playfulness of the past were gone. Xiangling was no longer as lively as before, and stood quietly beside her father. However, when she saw Yaoyao, Grandma Ping and Lin Huan, a bright color flashed in her eyes.

"Master, Junior Sister Yaoyao... and Sister Huan!" Xiangling called softly, leaning in and pinching Yaoyao's cheek, Yaoyao rubbed her hand. Xiangling looked at Lin Huan again, "Sister Huan, I haven't seen you since the last party, where have you been? You don't know, a lot of things have happened in Liyue Harbor recently. The demon god attacked, the scene was so terrible, everyone was scared. Fortunately, the immortals and the seven stars took action, and the big explosion at the end was really spectacular, everyone saw it. And the matter of the emperor, it has spread all over the streets and alleys now, it seems that the message is true... the emperor is really leaving, right?"

Lin Huan smiled helplessly and asked softly, "Yeah. How are the people in the city? Has the pressure from the demon god caused any harm to anyone?"

At this time, Hu Tao, who had completed the ceremony, came over. After hearing Lin Huan's words, she took over the conversation: "At the beginning, it was really scary. The sea was rough, dark clouds covered the sky, and the pressure of the demon god was extremely terrifying. Everyone hiding at home was unable to move due to the pressure of the ancient god. But after a while, we vaguely heard a faint and continuous bell sound coming from the sky. Where the bell sound echoed, the feeling of being oppressed by the pressure of the demon god gradually weakened until it disappeared. It seemed that someone had exerted a powerful power and used a magic weapon to help the residents of the city reduce the pressure brought by the demon god. At this point, everyone felt a little more at ease."

Hearing this, Lin Huan smiled softly and breathed a sigh of relief.

After Hu Tao finished speaking, her gaze fell on Yaoyao, and her eyes lit up: "Oh, this is the lovely little sister Yaoyao that Xiangling mentioned! You are here too." She wanted to tease Yaoyao, but feeling the atmosphere around her, she just touched Yaoyao's head gently.

Yaoyao looked at Hu Tao and asked softly, "Sister Hu Tao, is the Emperor really not coming back?"

Hu Tao showed a rare trace of sadness. "Yes, the ceremony before us cannot deceive anyone. However, the Emperor has indeed been protecting Liyue for too long. He is tired. Let's let him rest. Now it is time for the people of Liyue to protect Liyue themselves."

"Is that so..." Yaoyao clenched her own hands, still feeling a little lost.

At this time, Xingqiu slowly walked to Lin Huan and whispered, "It turns out that Sister Huan knows Xiangling's master, Grandma Ping! No wonder Hu Tao said that Sister Huan might be a disciple of an immortal."

Lin Huan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to explain something, but in the end he gave a bitter smile: "If you say so, then it is so..."

Yaoyao said with a smile, her big eyes moist but still smiling, "Brother Xingqiu, Sister Ahuan is not just a disciple of the immortal."

Xingqiu and Chongyun looked at her curiously, but Yaoyao shook her head mysteriously: "The secret cannot be revealed. I can only give you this much. The rest is up to you, Brother Xingqiu."

However, Yaoyao's smile could not hide the sadness that she could not conceal.

Seeing this, Lin Huan gently picked up Yaoyao so that she could see more clearly.

As the ceremony progressed, the ancient and solemn rituals unfolded one by one. Yaoyao watched these complicated rituals, and her respect for the emperor became stronger in her heart. When everyone began to worship the emperor, Yaoyao also followed everyone's example and bowed respectfully, muttering in a low voice: "Emperor, you must be well, Yaoyao will always remember you."

After the worship, the people around talked in low voices, and many of them had red eyes. Yaoyao listened to those words full of reluctance, and finally couldn't help but burst into tears. Her little hand tightly grasped Lin Huan's sleeve, and her fingertips turned slightly white due to the force. Her voice was full of tears, and she asked tremblingly: "Emperor...Emperor is really gone, right, Sister Huan?"

Lin Huan's heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand, full of pity. She slowly squatted down and looked at Yaoyao level, her eyes as gentle as the warm spring sun. She stretched out her hand and gently wiped away the tears that kept sliding down Yaoyao's cheeks, and said softly: "Yaoyao, sister knows that you are upset now, as if there is a big rock pressing on you. The Emperor has protected Liyue for so many years. He is like the sun that never sets above our heads, always shining on us. Now his departure is like the sky suddenly losing its most dazzling light, and the whole world has become dim. But come with me, sister will take you to see someone."

Yaoyao sniffed, and the tip of her nose turned red from crying. Her eyes were full of doubt, like a deer lost in the thick fog. She looked at Lin Huan and asked, "Who are you meeting?"

Lin Huan stood up and held Yaoyao's hand tightly. The warm touch seemed to give Yaoyao some strength. She walked slowly forward with Yaoyao, saying, "He is the guest official of Wangsheng Hall and your sister Hutao, Mr. Zhongli. He is in charge of all the complicated preparations for the Immortal Sending Ceremony, every detail and every link."