Original God: Founding the Shushan Sect, Gathering People in Teyvat to Cultivate Immortality.

Anyway, martial arts plus their own divine eyes can make them so powerful that they are unimaginable to ordinary people.

The future of Liyue cannot rely solely on the two immortal cultivators Ningguang and Keqing, Liyue itself must also have many pillars.

The Seven Stars are naturally the best choice.

Keqing was eager to return to Jueyunjian and informed the army that there would be no morning classes in the next few days, and asked them to return to Liyue Harbor to prepare for martial arts training.

She didn't notice that at the entrance of Liyue Harbor, there was a man dressed in green, who looked thin and even a little sick, looking at her with fanatical eyes.

There have been rumors about cultivating immortals in Liyue these days, and Bai Shu has known about it for a long time. With his intelligence, he also knows that it is obviously an official move.

The General Affairs Department's move was either to pave the way or to divert attention.

But at the moment, since there are people flying with swords in 110, it is obvious...

It is more likely to lay the groundwork for future plans.

That is to say...

Cultivating immortals may really exist!

The desire to become an immortal that had cooled for a long time was rekindled.

If the cultivation of immortals that Liyue has laid out is really as rumored, then...

Longevity and health.

Isn't it within easy reach?

"Jueyunjian..."

Bai Zhu clenched his fists, but coughed a few times due to his excitement.

"How are you?"

Changsheng on Bai Zhu's neck asked him with some concern.

Bai Zhu shook his head.

"It's okay... Changsheng, did you see it?"

"what did you see?"

Bai Zhu raised the corner of his mouth slightly and pointed in the direction where Keqing left.

"The hope of immortality! My hope!"

"I advise you not to get too excited."

There was a hint of human helplessness in Changsheng's pupils.

"Things like cultivating immortals are too outrageous no matter how you think about it, you..."

"No! Immortal cultivation must exist! It must be true!"

Bai Zhu decisively interrupted Changsheng, but his cough became even more severe.

Seeing Bai Zhu was so excited that he could hardly control himself, Changsheng remained silent.

I think it’s better not to provoke him.

It is much better to have the hope of becoming an immortal than to continue doing that thing.

"So, you're going to..."

Changsheng asked gently, and Bai Zhu gradually calmed down.

After a moment's silence, he turned around and looked at Qiqi who was standing beside him with a silly look on her face.

Bai Zhu squatted down and straightened Qiqi's hat.

"Qiqi, do you want to go to Jueyunjian to collect herbs?"

"Collecting herbs..."

Qiqi's lifeless eyes suddenly lit up.

"Qiqi...I want to collect herbs..."

"Okay, this time, I'll take you to collect herbs!"

Bai Zhu took Qiqi's hand and didn't even bother to go back to make arrangements with Bubulu.

Walk towards Jue Yunjian step by step.

……

Keqing, who was rushing towards the Jueyunjian army, was suddenly stopped by an uninvited guest.

A water blade flew from the ground to the air at an incredibly fast speed, heading straight towards Keqing.

Keqing remained calm, stretched out her hand and flicked the water blade, which shattered quickly.

"it is good!"

On the top of the mountain below, Tartaglia waved his hand excitedly.

Looking up in the air, I couldn't see the face of a person floating on a flying sword.

Tartaglia's eyes were full of enthusiasm, and he said loudly:

"The Fatui executive Tartaglia has come to visit the Immortal and ask for a fight!"

98. Tartaglia: We agreed to use only one sword, but you can turn that sword into ten thousand swords?

Keqing glanced downwards and saw Tartaglia standing on the top of a mountain that she had to pass through, staring at her with a fighting spirit boiling in her body.

It seems that the road was blocked intentionally.

Keqing also knew about Tartaglia's arrival in Liyue.

but……

In the past, I might have been extremely wary of this executive officer, but now that I have started cultivating immortality...

Fools?

Executive?

Just a chicken and a dog!

This is the confidence of a cultivator.

For example, now, Tartaglia seems to be full of fighting spirit, and his momentum can even shake the rocks.

But in Keqing's eyes...

Tartaglia is too fragile.

It's the kind of fragile thing that will break at the slightest touch if she takes it too seriously.

Just a group of Fatui, the only thing Keqing cares about right now is the top three seats that are said to have the power of the seven gods.

But Shushan has always been protective of its own people, so if the top three dare to deal with her.

It didn't take long before the Law Enforcement Hall came and took care of them.

The Law Enforcement Hall is not only an institution that monitors the words and deeds of disciples, but also has the authority to protect disciples.

Therefore, even if Keqing now faces the entire Fatui alone, she has nothing to fear.

Their sect of cultivating immortals is all about protecting their own shortcomings. Not only that, but they also beat the younger ones before they beat the older ones.

Jiang Yan doesn't even need to take action. Zhongli and Alice are now able to sweep across Teyvat.

But the arrival of Tartaglia and the Fatui's recent extra activity made Keqing a little curious.

Therefore, Keqing was not angry about Tartaglia's challenge.

On the contrary, I find it quite interesting.

Just like...

It was like a little kid who didn't know his place was declaring war on an adult who had practiced martial arts for many years.

Keqing is in this state of mind now.

"Young Master, the Fatui Executor... I've heard of you."

Listening to the overly young female voice, Tartaglia frowned slightly, vaguely feeling that something was wrong.

But the biting chill that came from nowhere let him know that this was the Liyue Sword Immortal he was chasing.

At that moment, Tartaglia looked up at Keqing and said with a smile:

"It is truly an honor for me."

Keqing looked down at Tartaglia with a calm gaze. The sunlight behind her was so dazzling that Tartaglia could not see Keqing's face clearly.

"You're stopping me here just to fight me?"

"I beg the Immortal to agree to fight with me."

Tartaglia shouted again immediately.

Keqing smiled silently and looked at Tartaglia with a playful look.

"Just you? You are so brave. What will you do if I kill you easily?"

Tartaglia grinned.

"What a coincidence. I, Tartaglia, am not afraid of death. I am only afraid of not having a passionate battle that will allow me to die in peace."

Keqing glanced at Jue Yunjian in the distance and no longer wanted to talk nonsense with Tartaglia.

"I have something else to do. I don't have time to play this kind of childish game with you."

"I will only strike with one sword. If you can withstand it, you can leave. If you can't withstand it, you will be buried here."

Hearing this, Tartaglia smiled excitedly.

"If that's the case, then I'd like to see the swordsmanship that can kill me with one strike."

Keqing didn't reply, but just raised her hand slightly and pointed it into a sword.

Just with this simple action, Tartaglia's pupils shrank.

Every cell in his body was madly warning him to turn around and run away immediately.

"There is no possibility of survival."

Tartaglia grinned, with sweat beading on his forehead.

Gritting his teeth, Tartaglia could hardly stand straight in the face of such surging momentum.

"Interesting...but I like to challenge my limits the most!"

"Demon King Arms!!"

Purple thunder came crashing down and covered Tartaglia.

Under the flashing lightning, Tartaglia had no time to make any attempts.

The strength he could exert reached its limit in an instant. Even at this moment of extreme life-threatening crisis, Tartaglia made another breakthrough.

But Tartaglia had no time to be happy at this moment.

The sense of life crisis that Keqing brought to her was too strong.

To be honest, the last time I had this feeling was when Tartaglia fell into the abyss and saw those huge eyes.

The long-lost feeling of fear rose uncontrollably from Tartaglia's heart, fighting against his physical instincts.

This feeling made him want to give up...

He hates it the most.

Having had such a feeling before, he put down his weapon in fear.

No one would say that he was a coward. After all, not many people knew about that incident, and even if they did, it was normal to do so in the face of such a powerful enemy.

But for Tartaglia, it was humiliation.

He didn't want to experience such humiliation again in his life.