A few days later.

On the fifteenth, there are twelve days left before the Lunar Festival on the twenty-seventh.

It's still the No. 4 ring in Tiger Rock Square.

Crowds of people, boiling and noisy.

"After a fierce competition! The event of the Death Hall Martial Arts Conference is about to usher in the most brutal and exciting knockout round! Let's please! The first group of contestants in the ——— eating Tiger Rock Ring! ”

The host enthusiastically announced: "Yicheng! And - Shi Lan!

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"Oh!

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Compared with Yicheng, everyone's cheers for Shi Lan were obviously more enthusiastic.

Shi Lan had already been famous in Liyue in another way, and had participated in the rescue operation of the Chasm, and the families of the Millelith Army were very grateful to this little hero, and some time after the withdrawal, Shi Lan's family was even almost broken through the threshold, and he had a great reputation for eating Tiger Rock.

Young heroes are always sought after and cheered for.

Now, Shi Lan swept the play-in, although he twisted his waist in the middle, but it didn't hurt, after all, no one has been able to beat him head-on.

"Thirteen-year-old's adult group journey, who can stop him?"

This gimmick was so pompous that it made it seem like no one in Liyue could beat this child.

As a result, Shi Lan's competition attracted much attention, and the number of spectators in the fourth ring was several times higher than in other rings.

Eat Huyan Street, this is Shi Lan's happy hometown, fighting at home, and it is natural to have more cheers.

He himself was greeted with these cheers.

Because of the terrain advantages, Sanwan has become an excellent viewing area, and the hall is full.

Tian Tiezui put away the fan, looked at the crowd with blank eyes, and was embarrassed that he didn't know what to do on stage.

"A lot of people ......"

"It's a pity that they didn't come to listen to me......"

Offstage, Shi Lan's friends were also present.

With Zhongli Keqing's good relationship in Sanwan but Hong Kong, Hu Tao led Xingqiu Chongyun Xiangling and others to occupy a good position here.

Xingqiu said sourly: "It's really lively... I didn't expect so many people to come in a knockout match..."

The lively atmosphere of the crowd made Chongyun's mouth dry, and he never stopped eating popsicles, and when he heard Xingqiu's words, he was also very disappointed: "That's right...... Obviously, the two of us had a wonderful performance yesterday, and even the champion... As a result, there are few people except for the people brought by Ah Xu......"

When it comes to the 2v2 of the two heroes of "Cutting the Rain" and "Cutting the Snow", the two of them were originally enthusiastic about the competition, ready to kill the Quartet and become as famous as Shi Lan in Liyue, and the name of the hero shocked the rivers and lakes.

As a result, the first game was the final.

Who would have thought that?

Xingqiu was also shocked that Hu Tao's repeated escort finals could be so far, and when he looked back, there were only two teams on his side in 2v2......

Also opposite are two small children.

And the game was played with a wooden sword.

Xingqiu was stunned for a night after hearing the truth, and his blood flowed into the sewer......

So at that time, Chongyun was squatting in the corner and eating popsicles, and Xingqiu alone left the pieces of armor killed by the two children opposite, hugged his head and ran around, crying and calling his mother......

Go to your heroic dream, go home to your mother...

In this way, the young man who cut the rain shattered other people's dreams of heroes.

So this kind of children's game at home, naturally no one watches......

"Mr. Zhongli? Why don't you speak? Hu Tao waved his hand in front of Zhongli.

"Oh?" Zhongli was obviously a little distracted, but after being reminded by Hu Tao, he didn't hurry and said, "The little hall master doesn't have to care about me, he should focus on Shi Lan's children's competition." ”

After saying that, Zhongli fell silent again, raised his glass to drink tea, and then put it down, his fingers gently grinding the cup. Although the movements were a little strange, it was not clear from his flat expression what he was thinking.

If someone who knew Zhongli looked closely, they would find that there was a slight worry on his eyebrows.

What is it that can make the Emperor of the Rock King worry and even distracted?

Shi Lan, of course.

From Zhongli's point of view, Shi Lan, who was bowing to Yicheng in the center of the ring, was surrounded by a brilliant light that was invisible to ordinary people.

It didn't belong to ordinary elemental power, so no one present could see it except Zhongli.

With each cheer of the crowd, this light became more vigorous, turning into a streamer, elongated into thousands of strands, surrounded by Shi Lan, and the farthest end of the silk thread connected to the Vision of God on Shi Lan's arm......

Sacred and solemn.

With the convergence of light, Shi Lan's figure became more and more erect, and his expression was radiant and fascinating.

"This guy... How could it be... I didn't feel that way in the morning......"

Keqing's heart was in turmoil, Tong Kong's focus was on someone on the stage, and he had never felt that this person was so ......

"Uh...... How do you describe it......"

Rao is Keqing is also short of words for a while, and in the end he can only attribute the problem to himself.

"Looks like I'm getting deeper and deeper......"

"It's weird! How do you feel that Young Master Shi Lan has become so handsome? The maid Xiaozi put her hands on her cheeks, her face was slightly red, and she had a heart-pounding feeling.

Her heart beat faster and faster, and she secretly glanced at Ke Qing next to her, and found that Ke Qing's expression was similar to herself, staring at Shi Lan without taking her eyes off her.

"Trespassing, trespassing!" Xiao Ci patted his face, shook his head fiercely, and left those terrible thoughts behind, "Young Master Shi Lan is the person that Miss likes... Merciful Emperor of the Rocks, let me sober up......"

But it can't, because the merciful and compassionate Lord Yan is also annoyed at this time.

"How can I absorb this power......"

Zhongli's fingers twitched, intentionally or unintentionally.

He was worried not about Shi Lan himself, but about the light that was constantly converging on Shi Lan.

This kind of power should be what a god should have, strictly speaking, a demon god who is strong enough to a limit can have it.

Shelter a land and possess the prayers and beliefs of its subjects.

The Demon God was strengthened.

But Shi Lan is not a god, nor is he a demon god.

Just because it's not now doesn't mean it won't be in the future.

Mark Hughes, the demon god of the hearth, was born from the sparks of the collision of stones, and at the request of mortals, he incarnated as the god of the hearth.

A flower, a tree, a grain of dust, can all be transformed into gods.

And what about Shi Lan......

He was originally a stubborn stone in the void space beneath the Chasm of Rock, carved into shape, and placed the prayers of the trapped soldiers of the Millelith Army to give birth to spiritual wisdom, and was later sent out of nothingness by the floating house and was able to appear in the world.

"He was born with a spirit of a stubborn stone, and was born in response to a good prayer..."

"It's okay... He's not the embodiment of some evil thought... Otherwise, I'll ......."

Thinking of this, Zhongli breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't finish it.

That's the problem.

Shi Lan has been known for Liyue since he was a teenager, and although the power of prayer that can be harvested is very small now, it is probably only a matter of time before he becomes a demon god as he grows older.

Tianli cleared Teyvat and launched the Demon God War, and there were only two endings, and the Demon Gods would either win and become gods, or flee to the open sea, and there would be no more... Only death.

Now that the war is over, all the demon gods in the world have been destroyed, or returned to dust, or sealed and suppressed, and there will never be a time to see the light of day again.

Zhongli is very big-headed.

Who would have thought that this kid would rise so quickly?

Defeating the wild boar at the age of ten was also his job, and Zhongli didn't care about it at that time, after all, he still carried thousands of heroic spirits on his body, even if he was famous, he would not worry about the power of his prayers.

Sending the Heroic Spirit back to life, I thought that this kind of thing would not be completed until he died, but I didn't expect him to run to Wufu Slope single-handedly, and complete the mission at the age of thirteen......

Now, having sent away the heroic spirit, and also sent away the wisp of remnant soul that Fushe had placed on him, Shi Lan's soul couldn't be more pure!

"I would have left him alone when I knew Wu Yupo......"

Zhong Centrifugal has a little regret.

After all, in order to help Shi Lan reshape his body at that time, Zhongli also used some prayer power on him, but he didn't expect this hand to directly open his second vein of Rendu...

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In this era, it is extremely dangerous for an existence other than the Seven Gods to absorb the power of prayer, and it may even provoke that cruel war again......

Although Shi Lan would not be able to have this level of influence now, Zhongli still had to think about it for the future.

Speaking of his future plans, Zhongli remembered again that His Excellency Gu Yun was testing on the boundary line of the seal, and the big guy who had been probing his brain was also related to him.

Just because this kid has nothing to do to row a broken boat... Caused a portion of the power of the Wish to be stolen......

Can you stop running around? Liyue is full of demon gods, and the last time I went to Ogihua Continent, I caused a rebellion among the demon gods, almost destroying one of my generals......

Now, with Shi Lan using the name of the martial arts tournament to move Liyue, the problem has become even more tricky, and the usual little by little like a mosquito sucking blood, now using a straw, has reached the point where she can't sit idly by.

In case this kid becomes a demon god, it will be difficult to deal with him, how should I deal with him at that time?

For thousands of years, it is hard to appear such a strange flower, and the boring life has a little more seasoning.

Killed? It's a shame that life feels like it's one less fun.

"Or ...... Try to seal a part of his abilities? ”

A dangerous thought popped into Zhongli's mind.

Seals, this is often done.

A certain cockroach can't be provoked.