C542 Time is short (2)

Name:Dragon Emperor Author:Ge Wu Wei Yang
"It's been a thousand years. Golden Age has turned into mud, and those old friends have either died or turned into dirt."

The youth recalled that this place had been sealed for many years, and that his fate had intersected with theirs. Where was this place? The mountains and rivers were already different from the people he knew, so what was he doing here?

However, he could no longer chase away the sadness in his heart. He walked to the front and touched the Great Emperor statue that was left behind, and said, "It has shattered, and its homeland has been destroyed." What qualifications do you have to stand here? "

The young man's name was Li Qing, and when he looked up, it was no longer the golden hall. The deity statue was the same as him, but the only difference was that the stone statue was arrogant, like a war god.

However, with his current appearance, how could he possess the aura of an emperor?

"In the end, I've still become an Earth. The glory of the past will never return." Li Qing muttered. He closed his eyes and walked out of the hall that had been sealed for who knows how many years.

Coming out from the mountains, the fresh air relaxed his nerves a little. After a thousand years of waiting, he thought he had created a great nation without a parliament for thousands and thousands of years.

Step by step, he walked out of this depressing place.

Smoke curled up, the village beneath the mountain had long buried pots and cooked rice. Li Qing looked towards the distance.

The villagers have already returned home. When Li Qing entered the mountain village, the village was called Shui Ling.

The Water Spirit Village had existed for hundreds of years in a mountain range filled with beautiful scenery. The barren land of the South Mountain had become a land where birds and beasts roamed about.

People only temporarily made a home to avoid the chaos of war. Who would have thought that they had lived here for several hundred years without any worries and three meals a day. It was much better than living outside.

However, because this place was so remote, most of the people here were already very stupid. They could not read, and did not know what was right or wrong.

In any case, the moment Li Qing appeared, they believed that he was definitely an immortal from the heavens, but after asking around, they ignored him, because he was just an ordinary person, so he was just lost.

Li Qing who did not have any gold or silver on him had already reached the end of the road. He raised his head and looked at the people around him.

He headed towards the north. In this southern mountain range, the north was Jiang Nan, then he would head to Jiang Nan and then to the Central Plains. The Central Plains had undergone a thousand years of changes, but it was still the same?

Most of Jiangnan are literati. Since ancient times, there should be no changes.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Li Qing gradually arrived at a bustling city. The mountains were boring and this city was pretty much the same.

"This young man is so delicate, he is the child of a rich family."

When everyone saw Li Qing, a plan formed in their minds. They all went up to talk to him, and Li Qing asked: "Is it still the same in Jiangnan?"

"Jiangnan isn't the same as it was a thousand years ago. At that time, there were many scholars everywhere in the mountains, and now that the ancient dynasty has unified the world, the evil slave of the north did not accept it, they went south to wage war. For hundreds of years, who knows how many people have died?"

Li Qing nodded his head, and said: "Isn't the evil slave the great and powerless Subordinate Country from a thousand years ago, why are you sending troops to the south now?"

All the merchants laughed and said, "I'm poor."

"In the past thousand years, the Northern Grasslands were numerous, and water sources were plentiful. The Central Plains' mounts were mostly introduced from the north. How did they end up like this?" Li Qing asked again.

The peddlers laughed again and left in a hurry, no longer paying any attention to this rich young master. He was just a family that had studied hard, how much money could he possibly have?

Thus, most of them did not pay any attention to him. Instead, they busied themselves in order to save themselves from wasting their time.

Li Qing brought about his own embarrassment and continued to head north. After passing through the southern part of the river, he would reach the capital of the Central Plains.

The northern road was filled with many stragglers and rangers. How could they not run into people blocking their way and robbing them along the way?

That was why Li Qing was dressed up and spoke the language of the Sage, so the martial artists did not disturb him, after all, if a scholar were to be the top scholar, it would be disastrous. When that time came, there would be no door in the sky, and no path in the earth.