Chapter 892: Saving Half the Country
He still refused to leave and kept looking for something in the sea. His face was always calm, but his heart was already more ups and downs than the ocean tide. The sea is boundless, and the sea breeze brings salty, humid and sultry air.
Li Changxiao searched hard for a month and saw a ship approaching. He was at a loss, so he went to the boat. Ask the captain for some wine. The captain was a talkative man. He smiled and told Li Changxiao that his ship lacked everything except drinks. Very generous. Li Changxiao took the drink and lay on his side on the edge of the deck, drinking while looking at the sea.
The breeze blew the clothes. His white clothes were very loose and fluttered when blown by the sea breeze, exposing his chest and breasts. Taking a sip of wine and a sip of northwest wind, it looks quite relaxing. However, there is no intention of enjoyment in my heart.
When the big ship docked, all the passengers on board left. Li Changxiao went into the sea alone again. On this day, he suddenly noticed something strange and said softly "Hey". He was already very familiar with the Lingtian sea area, but he suddenly realized that the sea area there was very strange today.
The water is blue, but the blue water here is mixed with a few hints of light blue. The sea here is very strange, and it seems to be mixed with something else. Li Changxiao dived into the sea and observed carefully.
Suddenly he discovered the subtlety, flew to the sea, took out the Qingping Sword, put the tip of the sword against the sea, and made a light stroke. The sea surface was cut open like paper. We haven’t met each other for a long time. Li Changxiao rowed farther and farther, and the scratches became bigger and bigger, as if they were going to completely cut the sea surface into half.
After rowing for more than half a month and stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles, Li Changxiao put away his sword, pinched the technique with his hand, and gave the order to fire. Suddenly the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and thunder was raging. The water retreated in all directions, and a continent emerged.
It's the Lingtian Dynasty.
To be precise, half of the Lingtian Dynasty. There are mortal towns, rugged mountains, and the smell of fireworks. Everything was so peaceful. Li Changxiao jumped into the Lingtian Dynasty, kept his feet on the ground, and sighed heavily. Instead of feeling happy, he felt even more sad.
He leaned down and gently touched the earth. Suddenly I saw an old man passing by pulling an ox cart. He went to the field skillfully and danced superbly with his hoe. Li Changxiao called to the old man and asked him where he was.
The old man looked at Li Changxiao and was very curious. This young man was handsome, as if he came from another place, and his accent was very similar to that of more than a hundred years ago. The old man didn't answer, but asked tentatively, asking Li Changxiao if he was from out of town.
Li Changxiao sighed with emotion. Strictly speaking, he was a local. But at this moment, he nodded, telling the old man that he was indeed from another place.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the old man looked overjoyed. He grabbed Li Changxiao's arms and shouted to people in the countryside: "People from out of town are coming, people from out of town are coming!"
After a while, countless people swarmed in and surrounded Li Changxiao. They looked around curiously, wishing to strip Li Changxiao naked.
Li Changxiao looked at the dream and understood the reason.
It turns out that in the eyes of the people here, a huge flood a hundred years ago submerged all places except Lingtian. Now seeing Li Changxiao, a foreigner, it was inevitable that he would be so excited.
More and more people gathered around him, and finally the county magistrate was alerted, and he came quickly on a small sedan. After seeing Li Changxiao, his eyes immediately became wet, and he was so happy that it was difficult to speak.
Although the Lingtian Dynasty was saved from the flood, it was also isolated from it for nearly a hundred years. There is little communication, and the news is blocked. Tianji Dao has stagnated, and the warriors have not made much progress. Not much has changed from a hundred years ago.
The county magistrate treated Li Changxiao politely and asked Li Changxiao whether it was an external matter. Li Changxiao answered them one by one, telling some white lies along the way to prevent Ling Tian from having trouble connecting with the outside world in the future.
The Lingtian Dynasty survived the flood. About half of the original territory. It has been self-sufficient for many years, but it is peaceful and peaceful. The four northern regions and the four southern regions... were struck horizontally by the shark's sword from the east, cutting off the fate of the two regions, and it is inevitable that they will be divided in the future.
However, due to the appearance of Lingtian Half Kingdom, it was reluctantly continued, and it was not completely cut off. The county magistrate was very happy because of Li Changxiao's arrival. He washed away the dust for Li Changxiao, changed his clothes, and prepared a carriage to go to "Dragon City", the largest town in Lingtian.
Although Lingtian was saved from the great flood a hundred years ago, there were still heavy casualties at that time. Longcheng is the best preserved town. After the disaster and reconstruction, Dragon City became more prosperous and gradually became the center of Lingtian.
After arriving at Longcheng, the current magistrate of Longcheng, "Liu Qingyuan", was even more excited, hugging Li Changxiao like a long-lost brother. He told Li Changxiao without hesitation that since the great flood, the Lingtian Kingdom had sent people out to sea several times to search for people.
After struggling to find it, I gradually gave up. Over the past hundred years, every time I see the sea water around the territory, I feel unspeakably lonely. A country is alone in the deep sea. No matter how prosperous and stable it is, there is always something missing.
Liu Qingyuan asked Li Changxiao to serve as the ambassador of the Lingtian half country, bringing Lingtian's generous gifts to reconnect with other places and renew the feelings of the same clan. Li Changxiao naturally agreed. Liu Qingyuan was greatly moved and designated today as a grand celebration on the spot.
The whole city is jubilant and the whole country is celebrating, which is of great significance.
This day and night. The people were singing and dancing, creating a lively scene. Li Changxiao suddenly felt relieved and asked Liu Qingyuan: "Do you know why the flood destroyed the world, but only half of the country in Lingtian was unharmed?" Liu Qingyuan shook his head: "I don't know. Is this natural disaster something that we, mortals, can't do?" Can guess."
Li Changxiao remained silent. The fact that half of Lingtian Kingdom was preserved was not due to luck.
It was when the shark took half a step to the Mahayana and raised the water that poured into the sky. There is someone standing in front...
It's a pity that no one knows.
While Liu Qingyuan was enjoying the future and immersed in joy, Li Changxiao had quietly walked away and was walking alone on a remote street. He followed the route of his memory and came to a dilapidated temple.
The temple was in ruins. Weeds grew in front of the door, and the wall paint fell all over the ground. The gold paint on the golden statue of the river mother inside had been scraped off. But the statue was still intact. It was a woman, sitting cross-legged, lowering her eyebrows and looking at the world with pity.
Only the golden statue of the river mother was covered with black words, which had weathered but were still faintly visible. Li Changxiao read them word by word...mumbling: "Not saving a city, not saving a city." Suddenly he picked up the pen and added four words at the end: "But saving half of the country."