"Is something going to happen to my Uncle Chen?"

Lili held her head and waited outside Lao Chen's tent. The elder of the Mist Weaver Monk from Zhuhe Temple was helping Lao Chen treat his injuries. According to him, this powerful foreign monk had reached the point where he was exhausted.

, this made Lili very worried about the safety of her Uncle Chen. On the mainland of Pandaria, far away from the Wandering Island, Old Chen was her only relative.

Seeing her good friend in such pain, the little ghost Yuna clumsily comforted Lili. She whispered to Lili:

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. If the Yuan Gun Gun people here can't cure Old Chen, we will take him to Draenor. Adal will definitely have a way. If it doesn't work, you can still find the druids. Dornan is still a Shaman.

Man, oh, it’s a pity that she doesn’t have the water element that specializes in healing...it’s really a headache.”

"But even if we take a step back, even if Lao Chen dies, Tyrion will resurrect him, and he can still be by your side...ah! Why did you hit me! You evil little panda!"

"I just want to beat you! You crow's mouth!"

The two screaming children once again waved their fists and fought each other, but this was already their repertoire. Several children who came around after hearing the news saw Yuna and Lili fighting.

There is almost no fluctuation in my heart...

"Old Chen is really powerful. I heard that he defeated Zhu Talan by himself!"

While Dornan was eating local grapes, he excitedly said to Vanessa beside him:

"Talan Zhu is the best master in Pandaria!"

"But Lao Chen himself is dying. Is such a victory really meaningful?"

Vanessa asked back:

"Look at Lili's painful look. If something happens to Lao Chen, she will be in pain for the rest of her life..."

"Mr. Chen will be fine!"

Anduin helped and said:

"Uncle Tyrion won't let him die. He likes warriors like Lao Chen. Look, if the God of Death doesn't accept his soul, who can kill him?"

"So Lao Chen may still be called "Xia Ke" by the pandaren of Pandaria in the future, and his story may appear in the songs of wandering scholars."

Taelia admired Lao Chen's fighting will and said with satisfaction:

"I like this about the Pandaren. They remember every warrior's story, write it in a book, and then pass it on to future generations, unlike our history, which is all about kings or nobles.

..Compared to the real history of the Pandaren, our history is simply too "hypocritical."

"I still feel a little unworthy."

Vanessa retorted: "This matter is not Lao Chen's responsibility, he just went to help, why was he the most seriously injured? Look at those monks from Qinglong Temple and Baihu Temple, they look so proud.

It seems like they won this battle, is the number one ranking really that important?"

"This is why you cannot understand a true warrior and can only become an assassin living in the shadows, my Vanessa."

Taliyah stretched out her hand, took Dornan and Vanessa's shoulders, and said with emotion:

"To become a legend, we must start by defeating the legend... Look, the legendary story of Lao Chen and Wuchen Temple has just begun. Speaking of which, I also have to prepare for traveling around the world...

Lao Chen’s deeds encourage me, I want to challenge the legendary warriors in the world, and when I come back, I will challenge Tyrion.”

Hearing this, Dornan glared at Taelia with great dissatisfaction:

"Why do you always have trouble with my dad?"

"No, you don't understand, Dornan...According to the monks, this matter has almost become my inner demon..."

Under the night of Kun-Lai Summit, Taelia whispered:

"It has nothing to do with the original hatred, but I have to finish it, no matter what the result is..."

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"The Evil of Madness is also sealed here!"

In the main hall of White Tiger Temple, Tyrion put the last "Bottle of Demons" in his hand. Under the light of the lights on the top of the main hall, the crystal bottle reflected a different kind of light, like blood.

generally.

The great lord raised his head. On the ring on the second floor of the hall in front of him, the four holy beasts guarding the mainland of Pandaria and the four supreme gods stood in four directions. And in front of him, the emperor Shaohao in the spiritual state,

He was quietly reading the records of the wandering scholars about the changes in world affairs over the past ten thousand years. He was sometimes pleased, sometimes sad, sometimes laughing loudly, and sometimes frowning.

It can be seen that in the past ten thousand years, the continent of Pandaria has not been stable. There are too many stories and too many records. Shaohao estimates that it will take several months to fully know what happened after he left.

Ten thousand years later, everything happened on this continent he loved so much.

But to be honest, judging from the current situation, it seems that there is not so much time for him.

"The six evils have been cleared, and the shadow of the entire Pandaria has dispersed, but this is temporary!"

The great lord said loudly:

"If you, the Supreme God and the Last Emperor, cannot take action in time, maybe you will miss this last opportunity to completely solve all problems! Yes, I am talking about the Valley of Eternal Blossoms... You must open it! Let me use my

way to solve this problem that should have been solved long ago!”

"Your way..."

The first one to speak was the calmest Hope Heavenly Lord Zhu He. This beautiful and elegant creature said in a deep voice:

"You have been talking about your ways, and you have told Xuen that you know the answer to all this, but you have never shown us all this... With all due respect, Tyrion Dawnblade, you are very powerful,

Your legion did help the pandaren escape the disaster, but we still can't trust you... Tell us the answer to all this!"

"Yes! What Chi-Jing said makes sense."

Yulong also answered:

"We don't know much about our Creator. Now it seems that we don't even know as much about the great Rai as you do... You told us that all this is related to the secrets of the gods, but we see

We need to see less than the future you describe!"

"We need to know this secret! Only in this way, only if we truly understand the origin behind all this, can we make up our minds to open the door to the Supreme God because of your request... The heart of darkness is also there, you

I also know that it is a hidden danger that can destroy all civilization and order in Pandaria..."

"Speak and convince us!"

This request seemed a bit arrogant, but the Great Lord could actually understand the concerns of the Four Heavenly Gods. He did not scold them for being too greedy. He just leaned on the staff of the Dragon Mist and listened to the light sound of the sapphire bell and the changed words.

While the prayer flags were floating, he looked at the four gods in front of him with calm eyes:

"Do you long to know this secret? This secret that is so heavy that it can completely destroy your worldview? Do you long to shoulder that heavy responsibility, that mission that can crush your young shoulders?"

"Very good! Then I will satisfy you!"

The great lord took a step back slightly and said:

"But it's not up to me to explain it to you. I believe that you will still have doubts about what I said. This is your common problem. Therefore, I will invite someone who you cannot doubt to describe it to you.

That horrible mystery!"

"I hope you are ready!"

The staff of mist in Tyrion's hand swayed amidst the ringing of the bells. The cold mist transformed by the power of death quickly dissipated, and soon a special shape was outlined with the pure power of death, and before the great lord

In the silence, the vague female figure opened her eyes at this moment.

Those are a pair of...silver moon-like eyes.

At the same time, the four gods felt the warm emotions coming from the form in front of them, as if they were facing their biological mothers. They were like descendants standing in front of the origin. Even the most arrogant Xuen felt a slight smile subconsciously at this moment.

Lean over.

"Bang"

Tyrion touched the staff of mist on the ground, and amid the low sound, the high lord's calm voice sounded in the hall:

"You are lucky spirits, you will talk to the world itself..."

"I advise you to be respectful, I advise you to be wise, and I advise you to be sincere... Seize this opportunity, and then ask all your questions... Elune will answer it all for you personally!"

"There is no doubt that she is one of the so-called "gods" in your mouth."

The High Lord's statement is somewhat exaggerated, but as a mysterious demigod of the wilderness and an extreme embodiment of the life force of Azeroth, the four holy beasts can easily distinguish the ray of consciousness existing in this shaped form.

The weight of it, if even such a pure spirit cannot be called the source of the world, then it is estimated that Azeroth will never find an existence that can represent the world itself.

Of course, the still sleeping planet spirit Elune is not Tyrion's summoned beast. It is impossible for it to appear anywhere when the high lord gives the order. What appears here is just a wisp of the star spirit.

Consciousness, but even so, it is enough to gain the trust of the Supreme God.

Under the pressure of facing the world head-on, the first person to ask questions was Xuen, the white tiger.

This beautiful big lightning cat asked in a light voice:

"Dear... Elune, I want to know, Rai, our creator, who is he? Is he also one of you?"

"No, he's not!"

Elune's consciousness explained to the supreme gods in front of her in a gentle voice:

"Lai is the leader of all the guardians left by the Pantheon in Azeroth. He inherited the pure power of my compatriots, the great Titans. The Titans also gave him wisdom to let him command Azeroth.

All guardians of the planet, fight against the Old Gods and their evil minions who seek to corrupt the world."
To be continued...