The next day, the sun rises in the east.

Yujingtai was shrouded in a thin layer of morning mist.

Grandma Ping suddenly appeared, walked to the edge of the pond and took out fish food to feed the fish in the pond.

Looking at the fish snatching food in the water, a smile appeared on her old face.

No one knows when she shows up and when she leaves, no one knows where she lives or where her home is.

Whether it is the Millelith Army or the residents of Yujingtai, this old man can always be seen.

She often watered the glass lilies in Yujingtai, carefully tended to the flowers that are now almost extinct, fed the fish in the water every day, and smiled to see the big red koi grow and round.

She has a smart and sensible little apprentice like a little adult, a big apprentice with extraordinary cooking skills, an extraordinary relationship with Liyue's political and legal lawyer Yan Fei, and other than that, just like an ordinary old man.

But only a few people know that this is an immortal.

The name of the immortal is unknown, and his age is a mystery, but he lives in Liyue Harbor in the form of an old man.

When you are free, you can watch the lights of thousands of homes, stroll in the streets and alleys when you rise, occasionally go to the mountains to find one or two old friends to talk to, and point out the second or third generations when you are in a good mood.

The days passed so slowly and so quickly that she didn't know how long she had been in Liyue Harbor.

Hu Tao took Jiang Bai to Yujingtai, looking for the figure of Grandma Ping.

Jiang Bai behind her is like she has never seen the market, look here and there, and live like a countryman.

As the residence of the wealthy in Liyue Harbor, Yujingtai has a simple and exquisite architectural style.

Whether it is the carved stone steps, or the jade handrails on the stairs, or the intricate carvings in the long pavilion, they all show the taste of money.

The affluent district lives up to its name.

Jiang Bai also looked around, and saw for a long time.

There is no fussing at all, and even wanting to deduct a piece of floor to sell for money.

Hu Tao quickly found Grandma Ping standing by the lake, shouted and walked over with Jiang Bai.

"Grandma Ping!"

Grandma Ping raised her head when she heard the voice, and a kind smile appeared on her face.

"It's Hu Tao, it looks like we've found everything."

"Hehe, I'll go out in person, how can I find a reason!"

"Grandma, have you eaten, I brought you something to eat!" Hu Tao pulled out a food box.

"Thank you...... "Grandma Ping replied with a smile.

She looked at Jiang Bai behind Hu Tao, "Who is this?" ”

Hu Tao stood on tiptoe and patted Jiang Bai on the shoulder, with a posture that I valued this young man very much: "This is the ceremonial of our Death Hall, called Jiang Bai, I plan to let him do this [Leaf Fall to the Roots] project!" ”

"Hello grandma!" Jiang Bai bowed down to greet him, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth.

"A nice boy!"

Madame Ping spilled all the remaining fish food into the pool, and walked to the table in the gazebo by the lake.

After chatting a few words and eating breakfast, Grandma Ping took out a large teapot and uncovered the lid of the pot under the puzzled eyes of the two.

"Come with me!"

A suction force came from the pot, leading several people into the pot.

Entering the pot, Jiang Bai and Hu Tao looked surprised.

They were still in Liyue Harbor just now, but in the blink of an eye, they arrived at the Xianjia Cave Mansion.

Surrounded by immortal mountains and pavilions, auspicious clouds are swirling, not like the scenery of the world.

However, at the foot of the mountain stands an ordinary small courtyard, in which some vegetables and fruits are grown, and the door is closed, and it seems that there are people living in it.

Jiang Bai also saw the Xianjia Cave Mansion for the first time, and his face was full of incredulity.

"Here?" Hu Tao guessed that Grandma Ping's identity was not simple, but she didn't expect it to be so simple!

Master is so awesome, Xiangling, does she know!

But his family's Zhongli is not bad, maybe it is an immortal who lives in seclusion in the world!

Thinking of this, Hu Tao's waist straightened a little.

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"This is my home." Grandma Ping was still smiling, not minding that the two of them knew her identity at all.

"Are you an immortal?" Hu Tao asked directly.

Grandma Ping smiled and nodded, "How are you doing lately?" ”

Knowing that it was an immortal, Hu Tao suddenly stopped thinking about selling the business of the Afterlife Hall after getting the things.

Don't look at the immortals looking drooping and old, but that's just the appearance of an incarnation, and they can even transform into children if they want to.

So it is not correct to look at the lifespan of an immortal by the age of the incarnation.

Don't look at Grandma Ping's incarnation at such an age, when she Hu Tao dies, Grandma Ping is still there, it's really useless.

Zhongli too, looking young, he can't tell how old he has lived!

So, it's no problem for her to call Old Man Zhongli!

"It's good to stack mountains and rivers, it's good to have leisure and leisure, and it's good to raise flowers....."

Grandma Ping smiled, knowing the hobbies of her old friends.

"Let's get the ingredients out!"

"Okay!"

Hu Tao took things from the ring one by one, and in a short time they formed a small mountain.

Jiang Bai has a new understanding of how big Hu Tao's ring is, and it can hold so many things, it is by no means as small as Hu Tao said!

In the same way, he was very greedy, and he seemed to have such a space to store things!

"Not bad, not bad!" With a wave of her hand, the things on the ground flew up one by one and fell into a workshop.

"Come with me!"

Jiang Bai looked forward to it, is this the immortal going to start forging magic weapons?

What a long insight to follow the hall master out!

It's not in vain that he crawled out of the warm bed so early!

Walking into the workshop, a wave of heat hits.

Although Grandma Ping looked at her body and was rickety, it was just a look.

With a wave of her hand, a piece of white iron flew into her palm, slowly melting into a pool of liquid floating on the side.

Immediately after that, there are magic crystal mines, stone ambers, night stones, prison topaz, and xuanyan sand.....

The minerals melted into a liquid that floated around the body, and those that could not be melted, such as the sand of the sand of the rock, turned into fine particles and floated together.

Jiang Bai and Hu Tao watched Grandma Ping's operation without blinking, for fear that they would miss such a wonderful scene as immortal forging in the blink of an eye.

The Quartet True Spirit floated out of it, and Grandma Ping closed her eyes, and her fingers began to pinch the magic trick continuously.

A steady stream of immortal power floated out of her fingertips, and one by one the minerals wrapped the true spirit of the Quartet, and under the control of Madame Ping, the prototype of a compass slowly appeared.

With the continuous convergence of immortal power, the outline of the compass became clearer and clearer.

With a wave of her hand, the remaining materials condensed into long sticks, the golden long sticks exuded light, and there were runes slowly carved on them.

After a while, the golden light vanished, revealing the prototypes of the two items.

This compass is delicate and atmospheric, about the size of Jiang Bai's palm, and there is a sense of heaviness in the hand, and the twenty-four directions are depicted in ancient words, and a golden ball of light is inlaid in the center, but nothing is touched by the hand.

It's just that the most important thing is missing from this compass, and that is the pointer that indicates the direction.