Liyue Taoist of the original god

The familiar darkness appears again.

There was a faint sound in my ear, so slight that I couldn't hear it clearly.

This time Ouyang was not at a loss. In this space where he couldn't see anything at all, he stretched out his hands and waited for the light to come on.

As the silvery white light illuminates the entire space, the surrounding scenery comes into view.

Mandrill's destiny space is different from the previous Abyss Chanter.

The sky here is blood red, and the ground is as white as a sea of ​​clouds.

And there are no buildings around, just mountains.

The tallest mountain among them was not far ahead, and the sound came from that direction.

Looking at everything around him, Ouyang moved forward cautiously in the direction of the sound.

He didn't dare to mess around, even though the sky was already lit up.

But because it was related to Gui Chuanyu's apprenticeship in the future, Ouyang wanted to see if he could do more.

At least cut off some karma as much as possible.

Of course, if it is too closely entangled with the thread of fate, then forget it.

After all, if you are really not careful...

When we came to the foot of this conspicuous mountain peak, the sounds in our ears began to become real. It was a kind of moaning sound similar to suppressed pain.

Unexpectedly, I did not escape the fate of mountain climbing in the end.

Complaining, when Ouyang was about to climb, he looked at the silver light in his hand and had a new idea.

call--

With a thought, silver light flashed behind Ouyang and turned into wings, carrying him to the top of the mountain.

What is the principle of this?

Ouyang has never been able to understand the principle that the light ball can change at will, just like the space of this stream of consciousness.

As he raised his sight, the blood-red sky was like a curtain, making Ouyang feel extremely depressed.

When they reached the top of the mountain, the silver wings turned into light balls again and flew into Ouyang's hands. He looked seriously at the black figure kneeling on the ground in front of him.

Taking a few steps forward, as the silver light illuminated the figure, the black mist on the figure was dispelled, revealing the form of a mandrill.

y, the posture is a bit shameful, so I won’t go into details.

Ouyang turned the light ball in his hand into a pair of scissors, carefully looked for the black thread, and began to remove karma.

On Tianheng Mountain, Mandrill obeyed Zhongli's instructions and sat down.

But time passed and there was no obvious change.

Just when he was a little confused, wisps of black mist overflowed from his body.

"Emperor...this is...?"

The black mist disappeared in the air, and he could already feel the changes. The karma accumulated for thousands of years was lightening.

"Just feel it carefully."

"yes."

For thousands of years, Mandrill, who has been slaying demons every day on the land of Liyue, has been contaminated with unimaginable karma.

Just because he has too many karmic obstacles, Mandrill always keeps away from strangers.

Just like Ouyang's spiritual power will overflow if it is too much, Mandrill's karma will also overflow.

At this time, as more and more black mist floated out of his body, the heart-burning and bone-burning pain was weakening, and he felt relaxed and at ease for the first time in a long time.

He remembered the sound of the flute he heard when his karma broke out a long time ago. That attack almost destroyed his mind due to karma, but it was the sound of the flute that brought him peace.

But this time it was different. This time he did not feel peace, but actually felt the reduction of karma.

call--

The wind whistled in his ears, and the relaxation of his body made his heart feel more relaxed. At this moment, he wanted to swim in the wind.

After a long time, Ouyang woke up from lying on the ground.

In front of him was Zhongli standing, but Mandrill had disappeared.

"How long has it been?"

"Three hours."

Fortunately, I didn't coma for a few days like before.

Feeling lucky in his heart, Ouyang got up from the ground. Just as he was about to ask if everything was okay, he heard Zhongli say.

"How many more times can you use this formation?"

Um?

The Dutian Zhuansha Formation requires a lot of spiritual power, but it has a huge amount of spiritual power. Currently, it has only used one-third of it.

"At least three more times, right? What's wrong?"

"Three times may not be enough."

Facing the wind, Zhongli crossed his arms and thought for a while.

"The next step will be a tough battle."

What is this for?

Ouyang didn't understand what Uncle Zhongli wanted to do, but he wanted to make it clear first.

"There's nothing you can do about it. The spiritual power needed to set up the formation is very high. Coupled with the increase in duration, the consumption of spiritual power will be even greater. Removing karma without damaging the roots is a waste of time."

He just spent a lot of time clearing Mandrill's karma, and he didn't remove much.

Compared to the total amount of karma Mandrill had accumulated over the past thousands of years, it was probably only 30% "cut" this time. The rest was mixed with the threads of fate, and Ouyang did not dare to mess around.

"There is an old friend who is too worn out and needs you to kill him."

These words reminded Ouyang of a person, or a creative creature - Ruotuo Dragon King.

That's Ouyang's nightmare in the game!

Because he couldn't beat him at that time!

It has high attack, can burrow into the ground, and can attack from a range at every turn.

Ouyang, who had been coming along smoothly despite the wind, felt the malicious intent of Mi Huyou's plan.

In the end, Ruotuo's copy was the one that Ouyang played the least. Apart from playing the game plot once, he never played it again.

But Zhongli's words made Ouyang feel strange. Aren't Morax and Ruotuo close to each other?

Why do you want to kill?

And even if you use the Dutianzhuansha Formation to kill him, one time is enough, right?

"If you want to kill people in the Dutianzhuansha formation, there are a lot of restrictions. You have to get close, and the opponent has no shield. And if you want to kill, one time is enough."

"Once is not enough, but don't worry, I will be on my side to protect you. All you have to do is set up your formation."

"May I know who it is?"

"His name is Ruotuo. He is a creature created from elements. He turned into an evil dragon due to wear and tear, so I pressed him under the Fulong tree at Nantianmen."

Maybe it brought back some past memories, but Zhongli's voice also seemed a little low.

"What I asked you to kill was the form transformed by his evil thoughts."

Oh, so it’s not really about killing.

But now Ouyang feels very strange. Does he think Morax has begun to lay the foundation for retirement?

Remove Mandrill's karma and let him hoe the earth better in the coming time.

Now we are working non-stop to eliminate Ruotuo's hidden danger.

The protagonist of the game hasn't appeared yet, what is Morax doing?

But there's no point in thinking too much, Ouyang nodded in agreement.

"Oh, but don't you really need to prepare? It's quite far from here."

If Ouyang wants to go back to his house to make preparations, he must at least have a horse, right?

"No, just wait a moment."

After saying that, Zhongli's figure disappeared.

Except for the sound of wind, the top of Tianheng Mountain became quiet again, but Ouyang became excited about the next development.

Under the bright moonlight, the clouds began to gather in the night sky, surging elemental power poured out from the earth's veins, and Morax's true form began to appear.

Do you want me to ride a dragon?