aircannonsinc Chapter 198: Premonition of Earth Collapse
Chapter 198: Premonition of Earth Collapse
While Morax was feeling sentimental alone, Mo Ran brought Kong Pai Meng and went to the immortals.
The blue-feathered Master Liuyun Jiefeng raised his crane head high and said, "You are so slow with your old arms and legs."
"If you think I'm slow, why didn't you just come over here?" Mo Ran closed his eyes slightly, staring at this contradictory crane. It's already old, so how could it be fast?
"Hmph, the Emperor just met with the Ruotu Dragon King. We won't do anything so unpleasant as to force our way in!" True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng spread his wings and swept them in front of him, seeming to be extremely contemptuous.
Mo Ran clicked his tongue twice, with an expression that said, "You're just asking for it, what can you do to me?" He said with a smile, "Liu Yun, Liu Yun, you clearly want to get close to me more than anyone else, but you're still pretending?"
“Haha, oh my.” The man in black seemed to be unsatisfied and continued, “But Morax and Ruota Dragon King don’t mind our presence at all. Tell me, the popularity between this person and the immortal is really different!”
Master Liuyun Jiefeng's eyes were wide open, as if there was fire burning in them. Although he gritted his teeth, he snorted and did not argue any more.
If we talk about the two people whose way of meeting has not changed much in thousands of years, it is probably Mo Ran and Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun. After all, after such a long time, they can still fight as soon as they meet, which is really rare.
Lishui Dieshan Zhenjun, who was dressed in black feathers with only the white neck, glanced at the figure under the Fulong tree in the distance and said, "The Ruotu Dragon King has finally left. His return this time was like a flash in the pan. Although it only lasted for a moment, it amazed the world."
"Lishui, when did you become so good at using fancy words? Every sentence you say is so flowery, like a pedantic scholar." Yixiaodaotian Zhenjun raised his head, and his huge, crystal antlers seemed even taller.
"What? You two are the only ones allowed to travel the mortal world, but I am not allowed to study poetry and ancient books!" True Lord Lishui Dieshan gritted his teeth slightly, his eyes sharp as he fell on the other fairy deer.
That was none other than True Lord Xueyue Zhuyang, with a thick mane on his neck, looking mighty and majestic. However, at the moment, sweat was breaking out on his forehead. He explained awkwardly, "Didn't I just forget to tell you when I went out with Yixiao last time? There's no need to keep harping on it!"
Paimon glanced at the blond boy, and at the same time his eyes flashed, sensing something that was not quite right. With the idea of investigating, they remained silent and watched the performance of the immortals quietly.
Mo Ran held his forehead with one hand, because the scene was really unbearable to watch. Just imagine, the three immortals Lishui, Yixiao and Xueyue were performing a show, and with the most talkative Liuyun joining in, the atmosphere suddenly became a little unusual.
While they were arguing with each other, they even used their immortal powers to compete with each other. Those who were in the know knew that they were immortals and it was their daily interaction. Those who were not in the know would probably think that these were wild beasts that had become spirits and were actually fighting!
"This, it feels like the scene is a bit chaotic." Paimon looked at the man in black and asked in confusion, "Aren't you going to take care of it?"
Mo Ran spread his hands and said, "It's just a daily routine. You'll get used to it. When they get tired of fighting, they will stop on their own. In comparison, it's more important to watch a big show."
He flicked his fingers and three chairs made of rock elements appeared. Mo Ran sat down calmly with one leg crossed over the other. This rather unruly sitting posture was at least 70% similar to the statue of the rock god.
Kong and Paimeng looked at each other and sat down to watch the show that Mo Ran named "The Fight between the Three Eyes, Five Manifestations and Four Immortals".
Halfway through the play, the figure under the Fulong tree moved. The rock element held up the unconscious Kunjun and walked towards the immortals. His steps were slow, but each step was like a dragon and a tiger fighting.
Looking at the scene of two cranes and two deer playing together, Zhongli said faintly: "It has remained unchanged for thousands of years, and so has your habit of watching plays."
A man in black smiled upon hearing this and said, "It is impossible not to change. But after changing, it is the most precious thing to remember your original intention and stick to your original intention!"
Zhongli raised his head slightly. The clouds on the sky were rolling and unrolling. No matter when, the surging sea of clouds seemed to always be there, white and bright on sunny days and dark on rainy days, but its essence had never changed.
"That's great..." Zhongli closed his eyes slightly, his thoughts going back to a thousand years ago, that last scene, and the last contract, he could never forget it, no matter how long it took.
Mo Ran stood up and handed Kunjun and the three unconscious miners to the four immortals to take back to Liyue Harbor. Then, he looked at the still motionless blond boy and the white-haired floating object and said, "It's time to leave."
"Everything has been resolved, where else should we go?" Paimon asked puzzledly.
"It's not a question of where to go. What you're sitting on is my elemental creation. I'm ready to leave. If this elemental creation disappears, do you want it to fall to the ground?"
Seeing that Mo Ran's elemental creation showed signs of dissipating, Kong quickly stood up, and Paimon even jumped three feet high, floating above a man in black with a resentful look on his face.
Zhongli looked at the man in black and Paimeng, who were staring at each other, and said slowly, "Traveler, the scenery in Jueyunjian is rare in the world. Would you like to walk with me for a while?"
"Glad to keep you company." Kong called out to Pai Meng, and Zhongli called over a man in black. The four of them walked in the fairyland with high mountains and dangerous waters.
Finally, a direction was determined, the cave residence of Master Liuyunjiefeng, Aozang Mountain.
The four of them found a nearby plank road and climbed up little by little like mortals seeking immortals and truth. When they were halfway up, the scenery was filled with smoke and looked pleasant, but if they did not have such strength, they would only feel terrified.
After all, the wind in the mountains was very strong. Paimon could only feel at ease by holding tightly onto the corner of the blond boy's clothes. The old plank road creaked continuously once stepped on, as if it would break at any time.
Every step he took was not solid. Kong's heart was always in suspense as he moved forward tiptoeingly. In comparison, the two people in front of him seemed much more calm and relaxed.
Halfway up the mountain, there was a relatively flat protruding stone platform. Kong stood on this solid stone platform and let out a long sigh, feeling relieved at last.
Paimon smiled apologetically, but then he was attracted by the scenery that even Zhongli praised.
"Sora, look! It's so beautiful!"
In front of their eyes, there was a half-moon of the setting sun hanging in the sky. The afterglow that bloomed when it set dyed half the sky red. The originally white sea of clouds was as red as fire, surging like a blazing ocean.
From a distance, you can see the tall Fulong tree. Its golden leaves make it look more noble, and its branches are as blue as glass, crystal clear and dazzling.
On the edge of the cliff, two similar figures stood shoulder to shoulder. One was wearing black clothes with fluttering sleeves. They looked up at the sky, and their calm faces seemed to contain an expression of unyielding spirit.
The gentleman, dressed in a black and gold gown, had elegant manners and a scholarly air in every word and action. At first glance, one could tell that he was well-versed in both ancient and modern knowledge and had a wealth of learning.
Mo Ran glanced sideways and said, "It seems like it's not over yet."
"Well, the battle just now was so fierce, but the ground did not collapse. It is indeed different!" Zhongli's eyes were like torches, piercing with spirit.
The man and the demon god looked at the devastated earth together. There were countless cracks on the earth, like a spider web.
They also realized that the reason why it hasn't broken yet and has been temporarily stable is that there are many forbidden formations of immortals arranged around it, which is both a restriction and a means of protection.
But with such a big commotion, it is impossible for the immortals not to notice it. There must be something fishy about this matter. And it seems that only Mo Ran and Zhongli can notice these cracks. Kong and Paimeng behind them are still enjoying the scenery.
Mo Ran retracted his gaze, touched his chin, and felt the throbbing in his left hand, which was the reaction to the original power. He pretended to think: "Even the immortals were deceived. Someone with such strength and hostility towards us..."
"Although the Fatui have a large number of people and all kinds of technological equipment, they still cannot hide the truth from the world." Morax also ruled out the existing enemies.
Mo Ran sighed softly, turned his head to look at the blond boy, and said, "Then there is only one possibility."
"That's right!" Morax replied softly.
Sora noticed the gazes coming from the man in black and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"Could something have happened again?" Paimon looked accustomed to it and seemed to be very experienced in dealing with such things.
Mo Ran nodded slightly and said, "It's the abyss!"