Seeker of Teyvat

A yellow and brown crane appeared on a rock not far from Wang Daoyi, and the first thing it talked about was Wang Daoyi forging a magical tool.

Obviously, the news that Wang Daoyi forged a magic weapon and took the Wu Gen Scroll from Master Liu Yun Jie Feng had spread among all the immortals.

Wang Dao was silent. You are worthy of being called a chatty person. You spread information really quickly.

"Master, you are joking. Thanks to Master Liuyun Jiefeng's help, the magic weapon has been successfully forged. This time, I came here for another purpose." He showed his signature friendly smile.

"Humph, Liu Yun said that if you smile, it must be something bad. So, tell me why you came here. For the Emperor's sake, if I can help you, I will naturally not ignore it."

After all, Wang Daoyi is still the youngest relative of the Emperor and one of the youngest direct descendants of these immortals.

That’s right, Wang Daoyi is just one of them, the youngest one is actually Yaoyao, the strongest second-generation immortal in Liyue.

"It's like this. The Lantern Festival is approaching soon. The Mingxiao Lantern worshipped by the Lantern Festival this year is for Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun, so I want to ask Zhenjun for some top-grade amber to carve the images of the immortals and then sell them to the common people of Liyue."

"One is to raise funds to contribute to this year's Mingxiao Lantern, and also to pay tribute to the immortal achievements of Yixiao Daotian Zhenjun."

"Secondly, it will also allow everyone in Liyue to get to know the immortals better, so that they don't know nothing about them."

Wang Daoyi listed the reasons one by one.

"So it's the Lantern Festival again? This year we're commemorating that guy Yi Xiao Dao Tian, ​​so you guys have to trim his horns to make them bigger, because that guy's favorite thing is his horns."

True Lord Lishui Dieshan felt a little emotional. True Lord Yixiao Daotian, the immortal who liked his big horn the most, his heroic image in the past was still remembered in Lishui Dieshan's heart.

"However, there is no need to polish the image of immortals like us. Immortals and mortals are strangers to each other. It is not good for the people of Liyue to understand us."

Unlike other immortals, Lishui Dieshan Zhenjun is really disturbed every year by countless people who seek immortality and ask for the way. At least dozens of people fall into his amber formation every year.

"Haha, Master, although Liyue is now ruled by humans, immortals and mortals are not strangers. If you have time, you can go to the construction site under Tianheng Mountain to take a look. The Seven Stars are building a temple for the Emperor and the immortals."

Wang Daoyi smiled and said that he pushed for the establishment of the temple in order to ease the tension between the immortals and the Seven Stars.

"It's just an empty name, Seven Stars, huh." Speaking of the Seven Stars, Lishui Dieshan was still a little unhappy, "Now that we have built a temple again, it's just for show, and there's some sincerity."

"That's not the case, Master Zhenjun. The Seven Stars are sincere this time. They have invited a 'master' from the Hall of Rebirth to build this temple with all their strength."

"The 'master' of the Wangsheng Hall..." Lishui Dieshan Zhenjun pondered for a while, and a hint of understanding appeared in his eyes. "Well, well, since that person recognizes Qixing's work, what else can I say? You wait, I will go get some amber."

Fairy Bird No. 2 flew back to the cave.

In just half a minute, it flew back.

Golden immortal power wrapped around a palm-sized teapot.

"Liu Yun has given you a treasure like the Wu Gen Scroll, so I can't refuse. Since you don't seem to have found your place yet, I'll give you this pot. Even though it's just a game that Ping made, it's enough for you to use."

Wang Daoyi was full of surprises. He originally wanted to ask Grandma Ping to make one for him after finding the materials, but Cuijue Rock was too rare, and even he couldn't find it for the time being, so he kept delaying it. He didn't expect to find it today.

"Thank you, Master, for the treasure." Wang Daoyi took the small pot with both hands, his eyes full of gratitude.

Lishui Dieshan raised his head and said, "No need to thank me. Now that you are walking in the human world, it will be more convenient for you to have a cave."

"I have already put the amber you asked for in the pot. If you have nothing else to do, you can leave. I have to go out to visit a friend."

Having just heard the news about the Emperor, he also wanted to find some old friends and go to Liyue Harbor to see the Emperor.

Chapter 198 Xumi High-Tech, Big Speakers on the Street

After bidding farewell to Master Lishuidieshan, Wang Daoyi returned to Liyue Harbor.

It has to be said that since Dyne gave him the Earth Vein Shuttle technology, it has been so easy for him to move.

It was so convenient that Feng Ying lost his job.

After returning home, Wang Dao opened the Chenge pot and took out a piece of stone amber.

Looking at this crystal clear piece of amber, Wang Daoyi couldn't help but sigh, it was indeed a collection of immortals.

Stone amber is originally a condensation of extremely pure rock elements overflowing from the earth. It is often associated with other minerals. It is usually called the "Heart of Rock" by merchants. You can imagine its value, and the stone amber collected by these immortals is even more Is the best among them.

The crystal clear appearance is like a golden precious gem, which makes people indulge in it.

In Liyue, high-quality stone amber is usually used for alchemy and forging, while ordinary stone amber is used to make various jewelry ornaments.

Therefore, Wang Daoyi will use these stone amulets today to carve his 'goods' in Xiao City.

The golden elements gathered in Wang Daoyi's hand and formed a carving knife, the tip of which shone with a sharp light.

With a calm expression, Wang Dao waved the carving knife, and the blade slowly scratched on the hard stone amber, and bits and pieces of golden stone amber fell off.

As the carving knife turned, a palm-sized statue of the Seven Heavenly Gods appeared in Wang Daoyi's hand.

"Oh, sure enough, with strong body control and powerful computing power for modeling and sculpting, although it is impossible to create master-level works with both spirit and form, such exquisite statues, It doesn’t bother me at all.”

Putting the small statue of the Seven Heavens God in his hand on the table, Wang Daoyi took out another piece of stone amber, held the carving knife, and continued to work. Xiaoshi was about to start, and he had to work overtime.

The carving knife circulated, and another image of a crane was carved. Different from the statue of the Seven Heavens, Wang Daoyi carved the name of Zhenjun Liuyun Jiefeng on the base.

The statues of the Seven Heavenly Gods of Morax are all over Liyue, and everyone knows them, but the images of the immortals are rare, so they have to be engraved with their names to let people know who they are. If not for lack of time, Wang Daoyi would even match the words Ben, tell the story of these immortals.

With some regret in his eyes, Wang Daoyi continued to work.

[Don’t worry, when the temple overseen by the emperor is completed, immortals and mortals will definitely follow. An era of human rule is not necessarily an era of strangers to immortals and mortals. 】

As time passed, palm-sized statues were born in Wang Daoyi's hands.

Statue of the Seven Heavenly Gods (the handsome emperor who doesn’t dress well)

Ruotuo Dragon King (An ancient dragon king who lives as long as a mountain.)

Ending (the demon god of dust [Hagentus], looks like a girl with wide sleeves holding a bell.)

Liuyun Borrows the Wind True Lord (Xianniao No. 1)

The True Lord of Water and Mountain (Xianniao No. 2)

The True Monarch Who Cuts the Moon and Builds the Yang (Immortal Deer)

Move the sky to guide the innocent king (immortal deer)

The True Lord of Gechenlang City (younger version of Grandma Ping)

Lord Narumi Qixia (an immortal similar to a wild goose)

True Lord Pinhong Jiyu (A Yuan, the big bird with squinting eyes, is also the main weapon spirit of all Chensong Pots)

Xungui Zhenqi Zhenjun (Adu, has a similar image to Ayuan, but has a sharper edge, and is also an existence wandering among countless caves and heavens)

Feng Yaksha·Jinpeng General·Mandrill (a young immortal holding a spear)

Iwayasha·Shinzaru General·Ya Nu (the friendly young man with arms around him)

Fire Yaksha·Fire Rat General·Yingda (the girl rising like flames)

Lei Yaksha·Teng She Taiyuan·Fushe (a strong man with four arms)

Mizuyasha·Urasaki Admiral·Fannan (the girl whose hands turned into claws)

Wang Daoyi relied on his memories of his previous life and his interactions with the immortals to work hard to carve out these immortal yakshas.

Looking at the small statues that filled the room, Wang Dao felt a little satisfied at first, and then a little bit regretful: "After all, I have never experienced that era, so I can only carve out these named immortals and yakshas, ​​and in In the long history, they are not the only ones who have fought in Liyue."

Think about the ordinary immortals and yakshas who are like bronze sparrows. They are the ones who have truly been forgotten by history.

With a little regret in his eyes, Wang Dao looked at the fragments of stone amber on the ground: "You are just like these fragments, which fell when everyone was carving Liyue. Without your sacrifice, how could Liyue be what it is today?" .”

The Eye of God flickered, and the fragments of stone amber on the ground were controlled and suspended, and they were constantly pieced together to form a huge sand painting more than ten meters long. On top of this giant painting:

There are gods walking around the world, receding the tides of the sea, setting up balances in the sky, calming good and evil, purifying streams, and guiding the ancestors to start mining.

Gods set up giant crossbows, established markets, and guided the ancestors to farm for a living.

There was a war between demons and gods, and the sky collapsed. The gods led the people to migrate continuously, and finally settled in the south of Tianheng.

There was a nameless Yaksha crying blood in the air, but he still rushed towards the devil regardless, his murderous aura was shocking.

There are thousands of huge gods who enter people's homes in thousands of incarnations, walk with people, farm and cook, and finally, in order to quell the disaster, they use up their divine power and disappear in front of people.

A demon god waved his fist and the Tianheng Mountain was broken. The mountain people cried and knelt down and worshiped. The fairy deer used its giant horns to support the mountain, but it itself bled and turned into blue water.

There are Qianyan troops holding on to the front, fighting to the death, colliding with the pitch-black beast tide, and the sound of fighting is about to come out.

There are lanterns rising from the sea, like stars, guiding the heroic souls on their way home.

last of the last,

There are fairy beasts and birds in the painting, either crossing the void or soaring with wings. Not far away, the people of Liyue are doing business, mining, planting, or casting. There are all kinds of things in the world, but they are all different. It is the joy and happiness of the whole family.

This alternative sand painting composed of fragments of stone amber is a microcosm of the development history of Liyue in Wang Daoyi's imagination. It is also his tribute to the nameless beings who sacrificed for Liyue, whether it is the unrecorded immortal Yaksha or the Those tiny Qianyan Army soldiers.

[Perhaps the emperor will laugh after seeing it. How can such a scene be true history? 】

Looking at the sand painting formed by his hand, Wang Daoyi gently wrapped it with rock elements to form a hard crystal wall to fix the loose sand painting.

[However, for me, and for today’s Liyue people, it is enough. 】

After putting the statues and huge sand painting crystals on the ground into the Dust Song Pot, he looked at the sky outside the window, which was already getting bright, so Wang Dao got up and went out.

Today, he wanted to convince his friends that they had lost, and he also wanted to let the people of Liyue know that immortals were not far away.

When I arrived at Wanmin Hall, I found that Xiangling had still packed her things and was ready to go to the stall.

Thanks to the operation of the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, the booth where the friends competed was finally set up at the entrance of the food court, and Xiangling's stall was also adjusted to the first one in the food court.

When we arrived at Xiao City, although the sky was still bright, there were already many people busy. These people were businessmen from Xiao City this time and were already making preparations for today.

Xiangling had already visited the new stall yesterday. She led Wang Daoyi through the familiar flow of people and came to the intersection of the food street. Wang Daoyi immediately saw Xingqiu and Chongyun playing with something, and there were Yinghe beside them. Paimon is working hard to dress up his own territory.

"Ha, Daoyi and Xiangling are here. How are you, are you ready to treat us to a meal?"

Xingqiu didn't know what he had prepared, and he shouted at Wang Daoyi with a "arrogant" look on his face.

"Hehe, there are so many people here, Master Xingqiu should maintain his composure." Wang Daoyi sneered and pointed at the vendors around him who were equally busy.

The arrogant expression on Xingqiu's face froze. He was so focused on suppressing Wang Daoyi that he forgot to maintain his composure in front of strangers.

However, who is he, Young Master Xingqiu? In an instant, he managed his expression, stood up straight, put one hand on his chest, put the other hand behind his back, and nodded slightly: "Brother Daoyi, are you all right? The stall has been divided into areas. Today, I will see Brother Daoyi show his skills."

Xingqiu's sudden serious look startled Xiangling and Ying, who then burst into laughter.

But Xingqiu didn't care. His acquaintances knew his temper. As long as he wasn't seen by strangers, it would be fine. He extended his hand to the side and said, "Brother Daoyi, come and see your seat. This is reserved for you."

Wang Daoyi followed Xingqiu's instructions and looked over. Wow, it was right in the center of the stall, sandwiched between their things.

If the same person is setting up a stall, the center position would of course be used to put the best things. However, they use the stall separately, with various different goods. It would be very embarrassing if your things were sandwiched in the middle.

However, Wang Daoyi didn't care about Xingqiu's little tricks at all. He had prepared several deadly methods today anyway.

Looking at Ying and Paimeng working hard to decorate their own seats, Wang Daoyi felt a little embarrassed. He didn't even bring any red cloth.

After looking around casually for a while, Wang Daoyi sneaked up behind Xingqiu, pulled out a piece of red cloth from his pile of goods, walked back to his seat leisurely, and then covered the stall with the red cloth. Well, a very standard small stall was completed.

Xingqiu walked over, took a look, gave a 'very good' smile, and then went back to work on his own position.

Ying and Paimeng also looked around casually and gave Wang Daoyi a puzzled look, to which Wang Daoyi replied with a "no problem" look.

Only Chongyun took out some ribbons and said, "Daoyi, I have a few more ribbons. Let me give them to you. Yours is too shabby."

Wang Daoyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry when faced with the ribbons handed over by Chongyun. If they were tied together with just these ribbons, it would probably look even more shabby.

She waved her hand to reject Chongyun's kindness: "Thank you very much, but no thanks. My style is minimalist, and simplicity is the highlight."

Minimalist style?

Chongyun was stunned for a moment, then looked carefully at the stall covered with red cloth, but in the end he still couldn't figure out what minimalist style meant.

It was his silly look that made Xingqiu on the side cover his mouth tightly, for fear of laughing out loud.

After playing around for a while, everyone continued to dress up and display their goods.

Wang Dao stretched his neck to take a look. Xingqiu had said before that he wanted to sell ancient books, but the stall was filled with all kinds of fine books. Oh, except for a little-known novel called "Chen Qiu Shi Jian Lu", all the others were the most popular vernacular novels recently.

Chongyun was also dishonest. He originally said that he had more talismans than he could use, and that he wanted to sell them off for his family to practice. However, Wang Daoyi took a quick look and found that they were all fine-quality talismans. In the Qianyan Army, it was estimated that only a team leader could equip them.

Ying was even worse. She didn't show off much, but she displayed a lot of strange and bizarre things, such as Hilichurl masks, Hilichurl horns, the Crow Seal of the Treasure Thieves, and even the Trickster Nectar and Chaos Device. What's more, Wang Daoyi seemed to have seen a few sword guards and the emblems of the Fatui.

"You...what style is this?" Wang Daoyi couldn't help but ask.

Paimon put his hands on his hips proudly: "This is a mix and match, you don't understand."

Wang Dao curled his lips and said, "What kind of mix and match? It feels like a grocery store."

"It's better than your minimalist red cloth!" Paimon said angrily.