Hanging pot to help the world, I just want to live forever

Chapter 427 One wave has not settled down, another wave has arisen

The sudden arrival of divine soldiers from the sky exceeded Zheng Fei's expectations.

It also exceeded the expectations of those cultivators who united to capture Xia Chao's spiritual veins.

When such a large and experienced new force suddenly joined the battlefield, the Xia Dynasty monks were in danger and the battle situation that could collapse at any time was instantly reversed.

The man who led this group of people had already reached Zheng Fei with the help of his companions.

"Mo Feng?"

Zheng Fei muttered the name, looking slightly confused.

If a Mohist from the Xia Dynasty could practice to the level of a master, it would be impossible for him not to know about it.

But since this is the first time I heard about it, it means that the person in front of me is not from the Xia Dynasty.

Of course, even so, the word Mo Zhe is enough to make people feel reassured.

Over the years, the name of the Mohist seems to have been coated with a layer of light.

Although a truly noble person is not a certain title, a certain code name, or a certain profession.

But when batch after batch of people with lofty ideals and blood join the same organization and are willing to fight for it for a lifetime, the title seems to become different.

At least for the Xia Dynasty, the word Mo Zhe was a reliable proof.

"Are you the group of Mohists who left with Qinzi?"

Zheng Fei asked subconsciously, and then he reacted.

impossible.

The Zheng Fei in front of him looked about the same age as him.

More than a hundred years have passed since Qin Lisheng left the Xia Dynasty.

The original group of Mohists who traveled far in the Xia Dynasty have probably all passed away. How could they be so young?
"No."

As expected, Mo Feng shook his head simply, and then said: "I am the ink master of Daqi."

"Daqi?"

Zheng Fei looked even more stunned.

Are there any great prayers nowadays?
I'm afraid it's hard to say anymore.

The real Daqi royal family was massacred a few years ago.

The land belonging to Daqi also fell apart and fell into pieces.

In fact, not only Daqi, but also the countries surrounding the Xia Dynasty, the familiar Dayue, Dayong, and even Daqing, who had a fierce feud with Dayue, the predecessor of the Xia Dynasty, were in a similar situation.

Under the devastation caused by the drastic changes in the world, it is an out-and-out catastrophe for the common people.

There are very few who can survive without disrupting their own country.

As for the Xia Dynasty, I am afraid that this is the only country in the world that not only survived, but even pursued new things.

In a real competition of foundation and ability, among the ordinary dynasties, the Xia Dynasty can also be called the king of the world.

The coming of all nations to the DPRK was not just a matter of talk, the influence of the Xia Dynasty was so powerful that Zheng Fei never thought that one day, the Xia Dynasty would need support from other countries.

No, to be precise, it is not the support of other countries, but the support of others.

Although the people who came here can still name their country, their country may have been quietly destroyed and will not be left in the world.

"The Xia Dynasty is too powerful."

Regarding Zheng Fei's confusion, Mo Feng bluntly said: "It's so strong that it can stand firm without the help of others. So I'm afraid he doesn't care much about this kind of thing.

If you go outside and take a look, you will know what the world is like.I'm afraid it's not much better than the big moon.But this time, the people who appeared were no longer even ambitious people like Huang Chao and White Lotus Cult Master.

They only want good things, but they don't want to dominate the world.Because cultivators stronger than them appear at any time, the most basic order is gradually disappearing without anyone supporting the pillars for a long time. "

Troubled times, troubled times.

It is said that heroes rise together and use the world as a chessboard. You sing and I appear on the stage. Naturally, it is very heroic and makes people yearn for it.I wish I could join in it and become another shining pillar of light that marks the world.

But as long as you lean over and take a look at the man struggling in the mud in the field, you can understand what it is.

Under the brocade of flowers, there are countless fires cooking oil.

But now, there is no Mozi anymore.

"Many masters have no way to do this. The masters who were originally at the pinnacle of the world are no longer able to influence the situation after the arrival of the immortal cultivators. With the country in ruins and the immortal cultivators robbing their homes, many masters have become homeless. A returnable person.

No one cares about them, and no country will worship them anymore.In the new era, there is no place for a master. "

Mo Feng was full of energy and was obviously a master, but his voice was extremely calm and was not affected too much by his personal emotions.

Since Brother Liu and Wei Chuanming died in front of his eyes, Mo Feng has grown a lot.

In this world, things are possible if you work hard, such as the ten righteousnesses of Mohism.

In this world, there are things that are impossible even with hard work, such as defeating the weak with the weak.

The so-called defeating the strong with the weak only means defeating the loser with a stronger force.

On the day Wei Chuanming died, Mo Feng thought everything clearly.

After the death of Emperor Qizhi, Mo Feng reacted the day Xia Chao was attacked by immortal cultivators for the first time and snatched his spiritual veins.

The reaction was far faster than Xia Chao.

Because he has actually seen the most evil immortal cultivator.

I fully understand that sometimes, there is no room for compromise.

The same goes for paying the price with your life.

Therefore, he left the Xia Dynasty, in the name of Mo Zhe, in the name of the Xia Dynasty, and in the name of revenge, and found many other masters who were on the verge of collapse or even collapsed, and no one cared about them.

joint.

Unite!

Only by uniting together can we have the slightest chance of holding on to one place while cultivators are wreaking havoc on the world.

Individuals fighting on their own are like duckweeds, unable to create waves.

Even if it is as strong as the Xia Dynasty, it is difficult to support it alone.

It took him two years and non-stop traveling to find hundreds of grandmasters who were willing to come to the Xia Dynasty.

In order to avoid fighting on their own, he suppressed the anger in his heart. The Xia Dynasty was not broken by a single touch, and could still resist one or two.

After hearing the news that Xia Dynasty was about to be unable to withstand it, Mo Feng rushed to Xia Dynasty with these people without any hesitation.

"The power of one person is short, but the power of many is long. When the Xia Dynasty was just strong, Qinzi led the Mohists to travel around the country, and saved countless people in the name of the Mohist family and the Xia Dynasty."

Mo Feng said: "After that, Xunzi led Confucian scholars to travel around the world and preach to the world. People in many countries, even if they have never been to the Xia Dynasty, still have deep feelings for the Xia Dynasty.

Previously, the Xia Dynasty had some spare power, so it benefited the world.Now that Xia Dynasty is in trouble, there are always people in the world who are willing to help Xia Dynasty. "

Zheng Fei took a deep, deep breath.

He was speechless.

What to say?

The Xia Dynasty was about to fail.

At the moment when Xia Chao was about to be unable to resist.

So many people who had never expected it suddenly came to Xia Dynasty and sacrificed their lives for them.

This was something completely unexpected.

As Mo Feng said, the Xia Dynasty was so powerful that it never thought of asking for help from the outside world that was far inferior to the Xia Dynasty.

Not only him, but no one in the Xia Dynasty has thought about this matter.

It was only then that Zheng Fei suddenly understood what it meant when Qinzi took Mo Zhe away from the Xia Dynasty.

Even later, Xunzi was able to allow Confucianism to unify the Xia Dynasty, but it still meant that he took many Confucian scholars away during the period when Confucianism was at its most prosperous.

For Xia Chao, this is certainly not necessarily a blessing.

Even many people in the Xia Dynasty at that time were dissatisfied, angry, and even sad because of this.

But for the outside world, for those places that have not been illuminated by the brilliance of Mohism and Confucianism, their appearance and arrival are no more than a dazzling light, like the sun.

No amount of touching words could describe his mood at this moment.

Presumably, for many, many years, as far back as more than a hundred years ago, when the Mohist family appeared in other countries, the same was true, right?
The legacy of the predecessors is still shining on the Xia Dynasty after all.

And the glory of the Xia Dynasty also affected the world.Fallen leaves still need to return to their roots.

Xia Chao, which grows into a towering tree, sometimes needs the feedback of fallen leaves.

"You take a rest first, and leave the rest of the battle to us."

Mo Feng patted Zheng Fei's shoulder gently, as if brushing away an uneasy burden from his body.

Then he turned around, with energy and blood like a dragon, and joined the battle without any hesitation.

The situation had been reversed when they arrived!

Hundreds of Grandmasters!
This is a power that no country has ever gathered before.

Perhaps only in a very far away place, in the Buzhou Mountains, could so many masters gather for a short period of time.

But they are also fighting for their own benefit.

But at this moment, but at this moment.

These people have given up their lives and have given up on themselves.

Most of them are already very old. Although their faces do not look old, their green hair has long since turned into white hair, and their lives have reached their twilight years.

In his twilight years, immortality appears.

The grandmaster who was once the pinnacle of the mortal world has been eclipsed.

This is a kind of sadness.

But there are always people who don't want it to end this way.

Be it hatred or unwillingness.

When the Grandmaster waves his arms again and the dragon-like Qi and blood bloom, the power that belongs to the Grandmaster can still protect the world!
With the addition of this new force, the group of immortal cultivators who had also joined forces with each other were retreating steadily.

Unlike this group of masters who are not afraid of death, immortal cultivators always cherish their lives.

What is the purpose of seizing the spiritual veins?
It’s not just for practice!
If everyone is going to die, what else is there to do with spiritual veins?
It's no use even if you bring me the heavenly medicine!

In terms of this true fighting will, the immortal cultivators are actually far inferior to them.

Perhaps this is why Xia Chao was able to resist them on his own for more than two years.

Immortal cultivators fight on their own, and they must exceed one level in strength or number before they feel difficult to resist.

"Damn, who are you?"

The immortal cultivators who were trapped in a bitter battle had already fallen down by more than a dozen while speaking.

Some practitioners asked questions in a confused voice.

After more than two years of fighting, they certainly knew a lot more about the Xia Dynasty.

At least it is certain that the Xia Dynasty will never be able to produce so many people, even if they are just grandmasters.

"I am Wei Ting, Grandmaster of Dayong! You guys are domineering and tyrannical in Dayong. Have you ever thought about today?"

The Great Yong Grandmaster who spoke was already in decline, his silver hair was dancing in the wind, and even his face looked a bit old.

He is clearly a man whose end is approaching.

His own Qi and blood are far less strong than when he was young, but it doesn't matter, his fighting will will be more vigorous because of it. When the blood is ignited and uses himself as the furnace to burn everything, the name of the Grandmaster will be deeply imprinted on these people. heart.

"I am Grandmaster Cai Ying of Daqing. You killed my king and destroyed my bloodline. Have you ever thought about this day? Now, blood for blood, tooth for tooth!"

One after another, the masters spoke.

It is clear that everyone has a big enemy.

Immortal cultivators are rampant and do not care about the ordinary world at all.

Just like Si Mingguan of the Ten Thousand Dharma Alliance, who broke into the Xia Dynasty palace, it was completely aloof.

The only difference was that Xia Chao was able to deal with it at the time.

But other countries are far less capable of dealing with it.

This humiliation and helplessness could only be endured alone.

The so-called Grand Master who protects the country can only watch helplessly and can do nothing.

Until Mo Feng united with the national protector masters from various countries.

Give them a chance to get revenge.

Whether you are grateful to the Xia Dynasty, want to defect to the Xia Dynasty, or simply want to kill a few practitioners, it is difficult for one person to do it.

Only by helping each other and uniting with each other can we truly overcome this difficulty.

When the time comes, the Grandmaster can also show his fangs and attack from below!
One after another, the masters who were on the verge of death took the initiative to burn their flesh and blood, focusing their lifelong practice on their fists, and launched a master's roar at the invading group of immortal cultivators.

Blood blooms all the time.

It's just that the situation has been changed.

When more than half of the battle damage was done, this group of immortal cultivators, who had briefly merged together for profit, could no longer hold on and wanted to escape.

However, no one is willing to let them go.

"I am a branch of the Xu family. If you dare to kill me, it will definitely lead to great disaster. It will only be easy to destroy the country!"

When they are about to die, even immortal cultivators are no different from ordinary people.

There are so many people begging for mercy and threatening people.

The only answer to them was cold fists.

This battle that had been suppressed for a long time finally came to a real turning point.

When the last immortal cultivator who invaded this place fell, the battle finally came to an end.

But this is not the end, but the beginning.

They must take back the low-grade spiritual veins that were seized by the Xia Dynasty inch by inch!

The master protects the world. In today's world, it is very difficult.

But just to protect one place, the masters can still do it together!
In the second year of the Xia Dynasty (160), when the fallen leaves of autumn had dispersed and returned to the earth, the cold wind of autumn blew.

The place where most of the Xia Dynasty's spiritual veins were originally lost has been completely recovered.

All the immortal cultivators who did not listen to the advice and invaded the Xia Dynasty were killed!

Thanks to such vigorous and resolute methods, Xia Chao finally had room to breathe in the continuous bloody battle.

The new Emperor Xia also received Mo Feng with great enthusiasm, so much so that the group of masters from various countries who were now homeless.

The situation is obviously very good.

But in the midst of the calm, an uproar has already arisen.

After all, the news of mortals slaying immortals could not be concealed.

This makes many immortal cultivators no longer dare to plot the Xia Dynasty spiritual lineage.

But it also attracted more attention to Xia Chao.

In an environment where the entire mortal world bows its head and gets everything it wants.

The splash caused by Xia Dynasty's resistance will inevitably be quite noticeable.

When everyone falls to their knees, the only one who stands up will also bear a greater price.

In the second year of the Xia Dynasty (160), the sharp winter wind blew across the sky and the earth, and snowflakes as big as goose feathers drifted down one after another.

Auspicious snow heralds a good year, and after going through hardships, it should be a good year.

But on this day, a figure came walking through the snow.

The extremely powerful spiritual pressure shook the world and went straight to the Xia Dynasty imperial court.

The mighty sound spread hundreds of miles, and the heaven and earth trembled!

"Xia Chao is so brave, he dares to kill my Xu family members!"

A strong man with a golden elixir, his eyes are like ice, and he does not hide himself. When the golden elixir level aura is released, ordinary people are like a trembling rabbit under the bloody mouth of a tiger and wolf, and it is difficult to even struggle for a minute.

Even for a master, it is extremely difficult to move his hands and feet in the face of this kind of spiritual pressure.

This is real power that is unattainable in this world.

The strong man of golden elixir comes in anger!

(End of this chapter)