Chapter 552: Old Li Shanhe

"Seventeen" is of great significance. This can be understood from the fact that the towering wooden pillar from the Lingtian Dynasty was also transported and used as a support beam. →At least including the Lingtian Dynasty, those seventeen dynasties have all really contributed.

Deep in the boat, there was a temple. There were not many people in the temple, but the incense was just right. It would not make people cry, nor would it make people feel cold.

There are several gods in the temple, one is the common goddess of the river mother, and the other is a man. Looking at the statue alone, he looks like a thick and thin man, but his eyes are bright.

According to the introduction by the handyman on the ship, this statue is called "Ship Uncle" and protects the safety of shipping. Therefore, it can be found in places where shipping is accessible and where trade is frequent.

This "Seventeen Giant Ship" required a huge amount of engineering work. It sailed the sea every day. If it was damaged, the loss would be immeasurable. Therefore, everyone on the ship felt that it was not appropriate to just worship the "Ship God" before entering the sea. . Water far away cannot resolve the suspicion of fire near, so we invite gods to get on the boat, wait for them to come on the boat, and worship them every day. There is no need for too much incense or special offerings, just keep the incense burning.

Li Changxiao paid careful attention and saw that the place where the "Ship Boy" stood was almost as high as the "River Mother". After traveling countless miles and visiting more than a hundred countries, Li Changxiao met for the first time someone who could be as equal as Mu Qin in the journey of incense.

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The sea was fairly calm all the way.

"Seventeen" arrived at the entrance to the alley of the Imperial Dynasty. The behemoth parked on the shore and received numerous side glances. Li Qi also wanted to invite his companions to visit the road to immortality. As long as you are happy, you will be an immortal. Li Changxiao declined politely, but it was definitely not his style to eat and drink for free. Thanks to Li Qi, he, a penniless drunkard, had not lost any of the happiness and enjoyment he had experienced along the way. In return, he patted Li Qi on the shoulder and asked him for another ten taels of silver, saying that the money was used to buy blessings.

Li Qi snorted and laughed, "Brother Li, you are so funny. I have only heard that doing good deeds can accumulate blessings, but I have never heard that you can buy it with money."

"But if you are short of money, I'll give it to you."

Li Qi waved his hand and threw twenty taels of silver into Li Changxiao's hands without any pity. Li Changxiao put it in his pocket. Since there are ten more taels, let me give you ten more sweet dreams. Great fortune brings disaster, and Li Qi was already enjoying the blessings, but if he was given too much blessing, it would actually harm him.

There is a difference at the entrance of the alley. Li Qi and Wu Qiuyue, the white man behind him, sometimes turned around. A few steps forward, one could still see the white man, under the "Seventeen Giant Boats", raising his right hand and shaking it gently, with a smile on his face as a farewell.

But after walking a few more steps and looking back, the place where the white clothes stood before was already full of people. People were coming and going, as if someone disappeared out of thin air, and it was difficult to find any trace.

Li Qi felt sad. The two of them didn't have much friendship. It was just an ordinary encounter and an ordinary parting in ordinary days.

Not all encounters will lead to earth-shattering events. This kind of passing by is the majority.

"Let's go to the road to immortality." Li Qi strode away, and the jade on his waist jingled with his steps, like some kind of music, which was very pleasant to the ear.

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The Lingtian Dynasty is building a mausoleum. This is not a strange thing. Emperors of all dynasties will start building their own mausoleums from the day they ascend the throne. This is not the tradition of the Lingtian Dynasty. Looking at the entire Fuyao world, anyone who dominates a place is like this regardless of the immortal dynasty.

However, the Lingtian Dynasty was different in one or two ways. Li Shanhe had been busy with conquests since he came to the throne. He focused on the endless mountains and rivers, poured his national power into his armor, and even asked the continent to be renamed for him.

His mausoleum has long been stopped by himself. When he was young, he was so arrogant that he accepted the word "Lingtian" in the Lingtian Dynasty. Such a person does not think that time can bury him, let alone that he will. Death, in that case...what's the use of a mausoleum?

Therefore, all the money and resources used to repair the tombs were turned into nutrients, which continuously flowed into the armor of the cavalry. Therefore, the cavalry of the Lingtian Dynasty could conquer hundreds of countries, the mountains could not stop it, and the rivers did not dare to break down. In its heyday, mountains and rivers gave way wherever the many cavalry and spear points pointed.

The four words "mountains and rivers give way" are not a description, but real mountains and rivers changing their course for him. With such iron cavalry, such armor, such a monarch, and such courage, it is only reasonable to dominate a continent...

And now.

The abandoned mausoleum was renovated, and the aging monarch chose the next head of the dynasty by looking at the mausoleum he admired among his many descendants.

After more than forty years of construction, it is rumored that...the magnificent tombs are almost completed, that Li Shanhe will die of old age, and the new master of the Lingtian Dynasty...

There will also be new establishments.

Li Changxiao's visit was somehow in accordance with God's will. The matter about the mausoleum was not a secret. Li Changxiao could get a rough idea of ​​it by walking for several days, listening to other people's chats, or making clichés intentionally or unintentionally. .

Think before you think.

Better go check it out again.

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Let’s talk about the other side.

On the golden dragon chair, an old man with white hair hung his head and fell asleep. The people sitting there were not ministers, but descendants. There were more than seven or eight people, both men and women. The white-haired person on the throne is Li Shanhe. There are many heirs in the Lingtian Dynasty, but those who want to compete for the throne can only be counted in two hands.

Among the more than seven or eight heirs, there were no fifth prince Li Tianyu and princess Li Tianxia. This summons was done secretly by Li Shanhe, so the kneeling heirs were all confused and didn't know why their father was doing this.

Li Shanhe spoke, with helplessness in his vicissitudes of life, "Just stop it later."

"Father, why? I know that Tianxia and Tianyu are powerful, but we are also competing for power, so we may not have any chance of winning?" A prince raised his head in fear.

Li Shanhe opened his eyes slightly, but his old eyes still had some of the sharpness of the past, "The two of them have no way out, but you are still there. The situation in the South China Sea is unpredictable, but Lingtian can only have one master. You and others will get rid of the prince's body. Still a monk..."

"It's time to pull away."

"..."

There was silence for a long time, and you could hear a needle drop in the huge hall.

"yes."

All the heirs below the table replied in unison. They all buried their heads deeply, their eyes dimmed, and they knew what Li Shanhe's intention was.

This lord who dominated a continent was still someone they admired.

Li Shanhe closed his eyes and let the princes retreat. He was the only one left in the huge palace. When he was young and vigorous, no matter how noble the palace, it was difficult to accommodate him. Even standing here between heaven and earth felt like "condescension".

Looking at the palace now, it feels too big and empty, and his old and withered body can hardly bear it.