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It turned out that the unified empire of the human race ended in the hands of the last human emperor Qi. Since the Emperor Qi, the human race has been in chaos for thousands of years.

During this period, no one wanted to unify the human race and recreate the unified human race empire, but failed for various and inexplicable reasons.

"Two thousand five hundred years ago, the Feather King occupied the Three Kingdoms. With the power of the Three Kingdoms, he wanted to unify the human world, but died at the hands of a woman."

"One thousand eight hundred years ago, when King Han unified the nine kingdoms, he suddenly died of illness when he was about to succeed, and his life's foundation fell apart."

"There are also the King of Han who was 1,500 years ago, and the King of Han who was 1,300 years ago..."

Ji Yiyi gave an example and finally sighed heavily: "It was not until a thousand years ago that people gave up and knew that the unified empire could not appear. Over time, they formed the current state of the ten countries and twelve meridians."

"People say that this may be a curse, a curse that originates from the destruction of the human core, which is that it curses the human way of the heavenly heart and makes the race unable to be unified again."

"The human race core has not been resolved for a day, and the unified human race cannot appear for a day."

"Curse!" Su Qingqiu muttered these two words, looked up at the void outside, and was silent for a long time before saying, "But because of the sky?"

This question made Ji and Chongguang all silent.

The latter had nothing, just drank the wine one by one, and Ji sighed, pointed to his head, and said, "Lord Dragon God, you should understand that you know what is here, but you can't say anything no matter what."

"I have been to the sky with Sword Lord, and only we understand what kind of despair is. Lord Zhenlong, to be honest, Sword Lord and I have also discussed secretly how you came to my human world through those despair."

"I don't know or understand it. Perhaps this is the legendary monarchy, which has such ability to overcome despair."

Su Qingqiu said nothing.

Everyone was also silent.

It seems that the deep despair can be heard from the words of these two monks who have surpassed the first level.

What is there outside this day?

This was the case with the expelled spirit masters, and now Ji and others are like this.

Curiosity was severely aroused.

I heard the old Taoist priest ask curiously: "I have been hearing from several adults about the king's rank, what exactly is it?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jiuning dragged his chin, bit his chicken legs, and bulged his cheeks and said, "I don't know what's happening outside the world, but I know the king's stairs."

"In theory, after you reach the first level, you will get the information of the king level in your mind, which is automatically obtained, and no one knows how it appears in your mind."

"But it doesn't matter to tell you now. The so-called king rank is actually divided into kings, kings, and even later there are emperors, emperors, ancient gods, ancient immortals, etc.."

"And the king level is the first realm above the first level, Sword Lord, Ji Jun, etc. The reason why they call him the king is that they have already figured out this realm."

"I don't know what's going on in this state."

After Zhu Jiuning said that, he drank a big sip of tea and burped beautifully.

Ji shook his head and then said, "You don't have to pay attention to the King's Step. In fact, even Sword Lord and I have been exploring this level. We have only stepped in half a step and are not considered the real King's Step."

“Can guests need accommodation?”

The old man was actually an inn owner.

It's just the house made of loess behind me...

When Su Qingqiu heard this, he did not explain and bowed his hand to express his gratitude.

After asking for a few tables, I sat in the open air in the yard.

Seeing that the old man was slumped by the door again, he asked, "Brother-in-law, I saw that the yellow sand is everywhere in the sky and no grass grows. It is not a place to survive. Why don't you escape to other places?"

Upon hearing this, the old man looked up at Su Qingqiu, smiled, and said helplessly: "Where can you escape?"

"In the previous chapter, all the eighteen counties are like this. Will you escape to other counties and add burden to the people there? It is not easy to live, so why bother others?"

"And, this place is pretty good. Travelers exploring the core areas of the human race often come. What they abandoned can barely support the residents of the town."

"Besides, drought has spread in the past decade, so what's the use of escaping? Just die in this place where I give birth to me and raise me, which is also the fallen leaves return to their roots."

"Can the guest write about food?"

I seemed to remember to ask this question, and I didn't look like a normal inn owner at all.

In his eyes, Su Qingqiu only saw insensitiveness and a lack of interest in life.

"Don't worry, answer some of my questions. If you answer it well, you will be rewarded."

"Customer, please ask."

"Tell me about that child."

Su Qingqiu pointed to the street, a staggering child.

This child is only about seven or eight years old, weak and pale and thin. But now he is facing the strong wind and seems to be going somewhere.

The old man was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Su Qingqiu was going to do, so he said, "That's Mu Longyi, named after Mu Long County. There are many children like this. Alas, we have been looking forward to the arrival of the Dragon Prince since we were very young, and we have been replacing each other in this way."

"Does the guest know what my name is for the old man? My name is Mu Long Shisan. The one who is about to die over there is Mu Long Shiwu, and the other one is Mu Long Qi."

The old man pointed to the few people near the street. Most of them leaned against the door as the old man had before, as if waiting for death.

"Mu Longyi, Mu Long Thirteen, the young are in front, while the elderly are behind. Why is it so strange?"

Lingli exclaimed.

"Is it strange? Not strange." The old man glanced at Lingli, shook his head, and continued:

"Because after the death of the people here, they will pass the name to the next generation. Mu Longyi's father died, so he passed the name to him. As for what the kid was originally named? Who knows?"

"Why do you do this?" Ling Li was puzzled.

Everyone was also interested.

"Why..." the old man thought for a moment and continued, "...It is said that the longing for the Dragon God is passed down from generation to generation. In this way, one day, enough longing will be accumulated, and the Dragon God will sense it, and He will come to save this suffering land."

"This land has been like this for thousands of years. Guests may not believe it. Our place was not called Mulong County before, but later there were too many people who missed Long God, so he got this name."

"It's a pity... for thousands of years, who has seen the Dragon God?"

When everyone heard this, they became silent again.

Lingli looked at Su Qingqiu, who looked deserted and speechless, then looked at the old man again, and finally asked whisper:

"Do you still believe in the Dragon God now?"

"Believe, I have a lifetime of faith, so how can I not believe it? After I die, I will pass on my name to my son." The old man smiled and said in this way.

But everyone present could feel that although he said this, he obviously looked dispensable.

The belief in the Dragon God has been completely annihilated.

In his eyes, Su Qingqiu saw no hope.

That boy...

Following Su Qingqiu's gaze, everyone looked at the seven or eight-year-old boy again.

He had already knelt in front of the half-decaying Dragon King Temple.

"What is he going to do?"

Zhu Jiuning asked curiously.

"What do you do?" the old man shook his head: "What else can I do? I pray that the Dragon Prince will come. In other words, these children are still believing in these legends of Mu Long."

"I want me to say..."

Before he could finish his words, he found that the man who had been dressed in gorgeous clothes, strange face and horns on his head had disappeared.

When I looked closely, I had already appeared behind Mu Long.

now

Mu Longyi knelt respectfully.

Then……

He kowtowed heavily to the dilapidated Dragon King sculpture.

Bang!

The first time I was bleeding

Bang!

The second white bones

Bang!

The third time, the flesh and blood splattered out.

However, this young man never frowned from beginning to end.

"Why is this?"

Su Qingqiu sighed, walked to Mu Longyi, looked into his eyes and said, "Why worship Him?"

"It's not raining, what's the point?"
To be continued...