The young man whispered a little closer as he complained, pricking up his ears to listen to them.

Several people in the teahouse continued to chat, one person was so excited that he stood up and slapped the table and shouted, and the people around him echoed and looked angry, and some even shouted out the bold statement that the price of the people of Mondstadt would be doubled directly when they came to do business!

Prices!

The young man clenched his fists and felt two seconds of grief for the people of Mondstadt!

The poor college students who have been cheated many times really can't hear these two words at all, every time they buy something, they think they have earned, and they go back to the dormitory to ask and compare and find that they have lost a lot, which is really sad.

"Hmph, I want to see that the people of Mondstadt are jealous that we have two gods to protect us, so they want to rob the young king!"

"Just think about it, the emperor is as immobile as a mountain, and the young monarch has the world in his heart, which country in Teyvat has not been favored by them? In the book, it was said: The stars are beautiful, the purity is peaceful, the contract is established to stop the war and the eight directions are pacified, and the suffering is eliminated and the four shines brightly! This is a serious record of Liyue's history! Is that comparable to Mondstadt's unseen rumors? ”

"That's it!"

"However, it's not just Mondstadt, I remember there were rumors in Sumeru as well......"

"Hey! No matter what they say, I have inside information, and Shaojun won't leave Liyue! This year's Immortal Ceremony is about to begin, you know? I've heard that this time the young monarch will also send down an oracle! ”

"What?! It's true? ”

"What are you lying about? The granddaughter of my nephew from my second uncle's grandfather and sister's family is working by Qixing's side! That's right! ”

"Seven Stars has posted a notice - this year, please invite the two gods of the Immortal Ritual to come!! Hurry up, go and see! ”

While a few people were talking about the truth and falsehood, a young man dressed as a scholar ran quickly and shouted at his young master.

His voice was loud, and everyone around him could hear it clearly, and there were other people who came back with him to report the matter, and suddenly the whole teahouse was boiling, and the quick reaction had already jumped down and rushed away, leaving only his back.

The young man stood by the pillar, and before he could digest the large pile of news, he saw several people rushing towards him, and before he could dodge, they passed directly over him.

The young man was stunned for a moment, hesitated and did not move, and soon the second person also rushed over, and directly took a picture with him and passed through his body, as if there was nothing here.

He blinked, looked at himself, pinched it a few times, it was real to the touch, and there was no sense of transparency, as usual.

But when I first met the wind elf, I could encounter it even in a dream, could it be that this place was not a dream? It can't really be the memory of the World Tree, right?

The young man silently snuffed out this thought in his mind, this may be a little scary, or don't diverge your thinking for now, anyway, let's see.

Please immortal ceremony...... Maybe it's that key point.

Thinking so, he simply followed the vast group of people to the notice to look for clues.

The seven bends and eight turns written by the notice of the seven stars are all official clichés, and the young man stands in front of him almost with his face when he can't touch others, and he only barely understands a rough idea, and he is also shocked by the large number of beautiful words in it to the point of trance.

This is really the main lord who came and couldn't believe that this was written about himself, anyway, this time the invitation to the immortal ceremony is very solemn, and many foreigners will come to see it. The date and time were written on the notice, which was 2000 years after the founding of Liyue.

At this time, Qing Sui didn't have any idea, he hadn't gotten there yet, and the timeline of Liyue in the game was messy like a ball of yarn caught by a cat, and he had read the information compiled by several bigwigs, which made sense and that also had a saying, and the more he looked at it, the more confused he became, and even in the end, except for a few key years, the rest of his eyes were black, and he was even more confused than before he didn't look at it.

But it may not seem very peaceful now, although people can already sit in teahouses and gossip, and there are still business dealings with other countries, but everyone is armed with swords and swords, and the soldiers all over the streets have a bad smell on their bodies, and they look like they have been stained with blood.

In the troubled times of the longer past, he still has this eyesight.

However, it is also possible that it has just ended and entered a period of peace, so it will not be able to escape the atmosphere of wartime for a while.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, there seems to be no need for the World Tree to spread rumors, and it is impossible for him to get lost in weaving a distant and unwarranted future, and the biggest possibility is that this is really a recorded memory......

Speaking of which, is the update of the system complete?

The young man suddenly remembered this.,Pull up the system panel.,Open the update page.,Unexpectedly, I saw the words "update completed".,I clicked on it without any entanglement.,The long-lost game loading page made him a little nostalgic.。

After loading, the traveler on the page stood under the big tree in Liyue Harbor, and the page was surrounded by red dots.

In addition to the PV and update content notifications that I saw in the forum before, there is a new notice, which is the official start of the side story, and there is also a limited-time event.

He clicked into the event page, which said "Voltaic Turn: Tomorrow Chapter", and then a jump button, and after clicking it, he jumped directly to the map change page, and in addition to the Seven Kingdoms and Special Space, there was a separate category - "Teyvat Projection".

But the young man couldn't get in.,No matter how you poke it, it didn't respond.,I had to give up.,Click all the other red dots on the game interface and then move to the forum.。

The forum has been updated a lot.,Probably useful ones have been screened out.,The rest are basically going crazy.。

"Ahhhh It's really Shota! It's so cute, ahhhhh

"Mondstadt is indeed the origin of everything, and it is clear that the people of Liyue are there, but the story still begins in Mondstadt."

"Obviously, the concentration of Morax and Zhongli in PV is off the charts, but in the end, it is Wendy's opening (dog head) (dog head) (dog head) (dog head)"

"Barbatos, what a sinful man! (Holds his chin in contemplation.jpg)"

"This tone, this voice, this shape awslawslawsl——! Oxygen-inhaling .jpg Woo woo woo cub is really good-looking, cute and wants to tie it back and suck it every day!"

"The cub's identity seems to be quite mysterious.,There's no legend about him in any country in the main biography.,The official information seems to be the Demon God of Light? But none of the Seven Gods mentioned it."

"Harm,Didn't you say it all in the PV?,Forgotten.,Daci Tree King 2.0"

「emmmmm…… MHY wouldn't engage in this kind of repetitive characterization, right? It's boring to have more of the same plot!"

"Maybe there's some twists and turns in it?"

"No one is discussing this new plot? How did Aesui and Wendy meet? I'm doing the task in a daze, why is it that one second I'm still in a beautiful home, and the next second it's a snowstorm?"

"I caught a cutie who didn't take the plot seriously, and I said it was a dream! The opening scene is Wendy's dream, in which the young man is the existence that brings light, turning the nightmare into a sweet dream, and after waking up from the dream, it is the first encounter between the boy, Wendy and the young man!"

"But something is wrong, Wendy said goodbye to the youth in his dream, is it possible that he often dreams of the youth? And I always feel that the opening doesn't feel like a dream, but it doesn't feel like it's real either, and it has the feeling of an allegorical animation...... Well, I don't know what I'm, but that's how it feels! Do you understand?"

"Although I didn't understand it, what I was more concerned about was, why the plot is in the past, and the mission name is "tomorrow"? Is there any moral to it?"

"Old MHY is traditional, I bet there must be a ghost in this name!"

……

Tsk, it's really a good hand at editing, when he and the wind elf pinched each other, there were only a few tone words left in that large paragraph.

If the plot of the game is so misleading, then it really can't be fully believed, let alone judged according to common sense.

Time flies very quickly when reading comments on forums, although young people know that they can only see posts related to themselves, but in fact, they can also see a lot of information from some words.

For example, 80% of the young people are now in a "memory" rather than a "dream".

The system once said that he has an "old future", so what kind of self will he see here when he is in the "new future"?

The young man turned off the system and had mixed feelings.

What kind of person will he become? Or rather, what kind of god has he become?

"Please, the Immortal Ceremony is about to begin! Hurry up, hurry up! There will be no place for a while! ”

He was in a state of distraction, interrupted by a panicked shout, and his heart was startled, and when he looked around, he was already standing at the foot of the stairs leading to Yujing Terrace.

Depend on! So fast? I don't even give me any time to prepare!

Thinking so, the young man ran much faster than those who watched the excitement, and even stood directly in the center of the invitation Sendai with no one to see him, and observed the process of the ceremony up close.

When the long and distant faint fragrance quietly diffuses, the incense is lit, all beings are solemn, and one of the seven stars recites the ancient ritual.

The young man was unconsciously infected by such an atmosphere, and he calmed down and waited.

The clouds are stacked, the golden light is flashing, there is a dragon chanting between the wind and the surging breath, and the six leaves and four flowers are in full bloom on the Yujing platform, and there is a god descending to the world.

White-haired and orange eyes, plated with a layer of brilliant golden brilliance, eyebrows are light and cold, even the gentle smile is a little alienated, the young man's body is slender and well-proportioned, as if it is a flawless jade that has been finely carved little by little, he seems to be looking down on the world, but he is not a little high, but like a curious child, treating everything into his eyes, regardless of high or low, regardless of chaos and clarity.

Young Man had never known that he was like this from a bystander's point of view, the sense of isolation was so great that he even suspected that Morax knew from the first sight that he was not a real native of Teyvat.

He looked at the slightly illusory figure above, knowing that this must not be the real body, and his gaze swept over the white flowers next to him, although he couldn't fully sense it, but it should have been manifested by borrowing one of the four flowers...... Well, this spell is interesting, go back and look into it.

"This mega year, all matters and ...... This body is not a person in a dream, why is it stranded in a place where it has not been? ”

Fuming Shaojun's voice was shallow, the first time he gave an edict in front of people, everyone held their breath and waited, how did the young man look at it and feel strange, it was really him who stood there and said a serious official tone? The manuscript was written by Morax, right?

Listen to it and suddenly feel wrong, wait, what does the last sentence mean? He suddenly raised his head and crashed into a pair of light orange and gold eyes that were exactly the same as himself, and the young man couldn't help but take a step back.

The illusory figure of Fuming Shaojun walked towards him, and none of the Morax on the stage and the surrounding immortals noticed that something was wrong.

"Bang!" The young man was cold behind him, only to find that he unconsciously stepped back and hit the stone pillar, the cold texture was really panicking, and the self who grew up in front of him walked steadily, and the gentle smile on his face had long disappeared, returning to the cold appearance of not smiling on weekdays.

This situation is very strange, but Qing Sui suddenly remembered that he usually laughed a lot, and he felt quite lively, but Chiyun always said that he was too lazy and cold.

Maybe he has never looked at himself from the perspective of others, he is really indifferent when he doesn't laugh, but it's not terrible, but it's not easy to get close to, especially when he grows up, his facial features are more exquisite, and the cute baby fat is gone, only beautiful and cold, and when he doesn't smile, he is not angry at all, like a delicate puppet.

It's a magical perspective, so the young man judged, thinking that Morax definitely didn't like this, and he would try to smile as much as he could in the future.

As soon as he finished thinking about it, Fuming Shaojun showed him a faint smile, gentle and polite, but ...... It's less human.

Mom, why is it more terrifying to laugh, it wasn't so cold in the clouds when I just spoke, right? The young man felt that the hairs on his spine stood up, and he never thought that he could laugh so much.

Didn't he have this face in his last life? Although the hair color and pupil color are different, the degree of delicacy is not the same, but the facial features are almost the same, although the young man himself doesn't think it will be a person in comparison, and they are all the same and are not good at controlling expressions, but they don't laugh like this, right?

"How do I get back?" Although his mind was full of thoughts, he still remembered what was going on.

He still knows himself better, and the Fuming Shaojun in front of him must be himself, and the sentence just now is clearly to persuade him to go back...... He thought, he must know how to go, right?

It's really strange now! It seems a little embarrassing, but it's not so embarrassing, it's a little peculiar, but it's not very surprised...... Tsk, it's a complete mess.

Fuming Shaojun repeated the sentence: "This body is not a person in a dream, why is he staying in a place where he has not been?" Dreams will wake up, Ah Sui. ”

It's awkward to call yourself by your own name...... When young people are nervous, their minds are completely wandering, and they don't know what they are thinking.

Dreams wake up.

"Where are you—I?" Qing Sui's eyes suddenly twisted, his head was dizzy, as if he had been beaten with a stick on his head, and he frowned in pain.

The blue wind and the dark snow flew, the sun fell, the stars flowed at the bottom of the sea, the plants grew in the frost, the fire was extinguished by ashes, the faces and movements became a trickle, the bones of the gods shone brightly, the throne fell to the stars, the stars rose brightly, and the shackles tried to construct new laws.

"I'm on the World Tree."

When the young man heard himself say this, the divine pattern of the six leaves and four flowers outlined the nine-fold spiritual pagoda, the torn soul was healing, and the power of light and purification surrendered to the fingertips.

Eventually, as the ancient Liyue shattered, he saw the distant Nine-Fold Fuming Pagoda disappear inch by inch, and the young monarch of Fuming stood in the pale gold, almost pure white flowers, looking up at Morax in the Immortal Ceremony, tilting his head slightly, and watching his young self fall into the lush foliage, his side face gradually shrinking, fading, turning into a stripe on a leaf, and finally falling to the ground.

The little child lies in the foliage, sleeping peacefully, receiving the gift of tomorrow.