It is not easy to be a decision maker, and the same goes for being a backbone.

The so-called white jade pillars supporting the sky and purple gold beams spanning the sea sound very ambitious, but only when you are really in the center of the storm can you understand how much pressure it is.

As the most promising cultivator in the Xia Dynasty, Zheng Fei has undoubtedly become one of the new emperor's decision-makers regarding cultivators. His decision will greatly affect the fate of the Xia Dynasty.

At this time, most of the original Fish Dragon Guards had been killed or wounded.

The remaining monks who were added are far from growing up.

At this rate of loss, it would only take a year at most, and the more than 500 monks that Emperor Qizhi had spent more than 20 years to train would be consumed in just over two years! This was the worst news.

The only good news is that after two years of bloody battles, the worst of the remaining one hundred or so cultivators of the Yulong Guard have reached the late stage of Qi training, and most of them have reached the ninth level of Qi training, only to build a foundation! However, because most of them only have low-grade spiritual roots and no foundation-building pills to help them, the possibility of successfully building a foundation is extremely low, and the wars are continuous, so they have no time to break through.

The legacy that Emperor Qizhi left to the Xia Dynasty has not yet been directly transformed into more tangible combat power.

Time time.

The Xia Dynasty now lacks time the most.

If they were given another three or five years, the Xia Dynasty would devote all its national strength to recuperation, and relying on the convenience of the lower-grade spiritual veins, they would be able to produce hundreds of foundation-building cultivators.

The problem is, if we don't let the Yulong Guard hold on, where will we get the time? The Xia Dynasty can't bring out a stronger fighting force.

Even though we know that there will be a brighter future ahead if we wait a few more years, it is still difficult to get through it.

Zheng Fei even thought about whether he should lower himself to ask the Saint Maiden of Tianji for help - even if she didn't show up, could he give him some Foundation Establishment Pills on credit first?

When the Xia Dynasty overcomes its current crisis, you can even return it double in the future!

But after thinking it over, he decided not to do so.

There is no other reason, the Saint Maiden Tianji is far more powerful than him.

Ying Yao had never asked for help, which meant he had no such intention, just like Xia Chao had never asked Zhen Chi for help.

Xia Chao wanted to survive standing up.

And this is precisely the most difficult part.

It would be ridiculous if they were unwilling to kneel down directly like other countries and then kneel down after paying the price of blood.

No matter what, Zheng Fei didn't want this to happen.

If it really comes to the last resort, Zheng Fei is willing to go and ask the Saint Maiden of Tianji for help himself.

But the Xia Dynasty must never be used as a bargaining chip.

To other cultivators, the secular world seemed to make no difference, but the Xia Dynasty was his home, his hometown, and the place he vowed to fight for all his life.

One hundred and sixty-second year of the Xia Dynasty, it was spring, the season when flowers were blooming.

Yuzhou is a place full of spiritual energy and spiritual veins.

Blood rushed into the sky and spiritual light shone brightly.

A quick glance revealed that dozens of monks were fighting each other.

The Fish Dragon Guards dressed in moon-white clothes were numerous, but they were clearly at a disadvantage. And their opponent was not a small sect in the world of immortal cultivation, but just a small family.

I saw a foundation-building cultivator charging forward with vigorous spiritual energy and fierce rage. As he spoke, spiritual light flashed and a ball of fire suddenly exploded. A fish dragon guard disappeared in an instant, without even a trace of his clothes left. "Those who resist stubbornly all look like this!"

A loud shout resounded through the sky.

The fierce battlefield fell into silence for a brief moment.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the foundation-building cultivator shouted loudly: "You are all cultivators, why do you have to work for the secular dynasty? It is too unwise. My Xu family still has some reputation in the world of immortal cultivation. If you are willing to surrender, you can form an immortal cultivation family together, share the spiritual veins and seek immortality.

If we fight to the death at this time, we will die, and telling others about it will only make people laugh at us."

This combination of a big stick and sweet dates can indeed easily confuse the mind of the enemy who is at a disadvantage. At the very least, even if he hesitates for a moment, it is a gain.

As for really surrendering and surrendering, wouldn't it be like letting him have the final say? However, facing his temptation, the Fish Dragon Guards did not even hesitate for a moment, and the spiritual light shone again between heaven and earth.

The group of monks selected by Emperor Qizhi at the beginning were all those who were loyal to the Xia Dynasty. Many of them were directly selected from the three schools of Mohism, Confucianism and Legalism, but they just changed their identities.

The imprint of the Xia Dynasty has not yet faded from them, and the treatment given by the Xia Dynasty has not deviated in the slightest. It is reasonable and natural for them to fight for the Xia Dynasty, because this is where their ancestors have lived for generations.

The relationship between them and the Xia Dynasty was one of mutual prosperity and mutual loss.

Moreover, this is still within the territory of the Xia Dynasty, and they have no way to retreat.

"If you don't accept my toast, I'll drink the wine for you."

The face of the foundation-building cultivator was dark and deep. After all the bewitching, there was not even anyone interested. Don't blame him for being ruthless! He clapped his hands, and several talismans burst out with different lights. The spiritual energy surged like thick fog, engulfing several fish dragon guards.

No matter how strong one's character is, the difference in strength is obvious.

In just a quarter of an hour or so, the gap in numbers among the Yulong Guards, which originally led in numbers, was narrowed.

It is no exaggeration to say that every spiritual vein discovered in the Xia Dynasty at this time was stained with the blood of Xia Dynasty cultivators.

This God-given opportunity was originally a blessing for all people, but now it has become the biggest disaster for the Xia Dynasty.

"Xia Dynasty is coming to help!"

Just when the Fish Dragon Guards who were struggling to hold on were about to give up, an angry shout sounded from the sky.

Dozens of Fish Dragon Guards dressed in moon-white clothes came quickly with cold faces, chasing the wind and catching the moon.

The head of the Xu family, who had just had a slight advantage, suddenly changed color, spit out a mouthful of blood, and said, "Retreat, retreat first!"

"It's too late to leave now!"

The foundation-building monks of the Xia Dynasty who came to support came to meet them in anger!

"The spiritual vein near Tianming Town in Yuzhou was almost breached. Since the reputation of the Xia Dynasty spread, the cultivators who came here have become more and more powerful. Now, even if the Yulong Guards rush around, they seem to be stretched to the limit and unable to cope with it."

In the Gu family courtyard, Zheng Fei's face turned pale when he received the news.

Coincidentally, this is not the first time such news has come out.

The Yulong Guards are really about to be exhausted.

The only slightly commendable thing is that under this enormous pressure, some Yulongwei monks risked their lives to break through, and several more people were added to the foundation-building stage. Otherwise, the Xia Dynasty would have no monks available.

The situation before us couldn't be more obvious.

The Xia Dynasty was like a taut bowstring, which had accumulated its strength to the extreme, but the arrows were almost used up.

Facing an invading enemy, we can't just let people go to die unarmed, right? Even if a mere mortal dynasty were to fight against the lower-level cultivators in the immortal world who could only compete for inferior spiritual veins, it would be stretched to its limits and miserable.

The Holy Maiden Tianji on the side did not speak. She had been living in the Gu family's courtyard, living here like a hostess.

Of course, to be precise, she really likes the environment here, and that big medicinal plant has a connection with her.

According to the divination, the Xia Dynasty should have survived without any danger, which was a sign of the mortals transforming into immortals. Why was there a sign of retreat now? With her ability, she might only have a 50-50 chance of predicting the existence of the same level as herself, and it might not be accurate, but she would not make mistakes in predicting the general trend of the mortal dynasty.

But where is the turning point? Even she couldn't see it.

The secrets of heaven are not revealed. Even if you see the general trend, it is difficult to know the specific situation.

In order to avoid offending the heavens, she did not make further deductions. After all, she didn't want to continue to get smaller.

It's still acceptable if she's thirteen or fourteen years old, but if she really turns into eight or nine years old, the heavy lump on her chest will be a big problem, and she really can't stand it.

She had to face the troubles her master left her by herself. Even a spiritual cultivator could not completely reverse the world, and the constant state made her miserable.

It is hard to say whether this is another punishment from heaven for peepers.

But "Don't worry, if it doesn't work, I'll take action."

Seeing Zheng Fei's increasingly gloomy eyes, Ying Yaoyao finally spoke up: "I will never let the Xia Dynasty be destroyed, don't worry."

As soon as she opened her mouth, she gave Xia Chao a guarantee.

The main purpose was to prevent his junior fellow apprentice from getting angry and becoming possessed.

Cultivation is not just about improving one's abilities; one's character is also crucial.

Being anxious all day long can easily lead people to extremes, which is not conducive to spiritual practice.

"Thank you, Senior Sister."

Zheng Fei took a deep breath.

Half a year.

Given the current situation of the Xia Dynasty, it can only last for half a year at most before the Fish and Dragon Guards cultivated by Emperor Qizhi will be defeated.

If Mr. Gu doesn’t come back after half a year.

Then he could only seek help from outsiders - but he really didn't want to do that unless it was absolutely necessary.

"Master, the Xia Dynasty cultivators are almost wiped out now, why don't we take action?"

In the Xia Dynasty Palace, Liu Qingming, who had been staying here as a guest, couldn't help but ask.

"What are you in a hurry for? Xia Chao isn't in a hurry, so why are you?"

Zhen Chi stared at the thousand-year-old golden Guimu in front of him and spoke in an exceptionally calm voice.

"After all, we have been in the Xia Dynasty for so long, and we have gained a lot."

Liu Qingming said carefully: "An appropriate move can be considered as a balance of cause and effect, right?"

"It also depends on the timing to take action."

Zhen Chi said indifferently: "If the situation really reaches a critical moment, or if the Xia Dynasty sends someone to ask for help, it won't be too late to take action."

The weight of kindness varies at different times.

After all, the Xia Dynasty has the legacy left by the God of Transformation, so who knows what else may have been left behind.

How do you know if you don’t try?

Anyway, those people were not arranged by him.

The Xia Dynasty was unwilling to give up the spiritual vein and did not have enough strength and foundation to protect it. That was its own problem and could not be blamed on them.

If you ask for it actively, that's fine.

Xia Chao hasn't even spoken a word, which means he can still hold on and it's not time for him to take action yet.

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"The Xia Dynasty can no longer hold on."

A group of monks gathered together, wearing different clothes and clearly distinguished from each other. It was obvious at a glance that they all came from different forces.

"We can't let others pick our peaches."

"That's absolutely true. Xia Chao killed more than ten monks from our Bishui Tower. We can't just let this go!"

"Today, we have all gathered together. All the low-grade spiritual veins that we have captured will become the market for cultivating immortals. No one can monopolize them. As for who gets the biggest share, it depends on who kills more Xia Dynasty cultivators. How do you think?"

"That's right! It's just as it should be. This is how the Xia Dynasty should pay for its blood debt with blood!"

Various voices came together and were finally finalized.

The 162nd year of the Xia Dynasty, Xia.

At a place where a low-grade spiritual vein is located, there are fish dragon guards patrolling outside.

Suddenly, there was a whistling sound of wind in my ears.

Looking closely, there were nearly a hundred monks coming together, openly and blatantly.

I was horrified at the moment.

Although bloody battles have been fought continuously in the past two years, the monks who came have been coming in waves, and there were no more than thirty of them at most.

This is the first time I have ever encountered a group of nearly a hundred people like this.

Looking at the clothes those people were wearing, it was obvious that they were not from the same faction.

But they all came together, with a fierce rage!

There was no time to think more. The patrolling Fish Dragon Guard sank the Qi into his Dantian and let out a sharp roar that echoed in all directions.

"Enemy attack!"

Just half a day later.

"Hahahaha, this spiritual vein is ours!"

The head of the Xu family, who had retreated in a panic, looked at the last Fish Dragon Guard falling, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his fierce eyes.

"Everyone, the spiritual vein is right here. As long as we kill all the Xia Dynasty monks, won't all the spiritual veins in the territory belong to us?"

Another monk immediately responded.

Compared to a head-on confrontation with other immortal sects, it is certainly wiser to compete with a secular dynasty like the Xia Dynasty that obviously has no backing.

After joining forces, the Yulong Guards were finally unable to resist, and a low-grade spiritual vein was completely lost.

And this is just the beginning.

A month later, another low-grade spiritual vein in Yuzhou was lost.

Three months later, an underground spiritual vein in Yangzhou was lost, and the resistance of the Yulong Guards became increasingly insignificant, and they were defeated step by step.

When the upper power was pulled out, the remaining Xia Dynasty monks who had not yet grown up had no power to contend with it.

After the spiritual veins in Yangzhou were also occupied, this group of people had already set their sights on Yuzhou and even the imperial capital of the Xia Dynasty.

Soon, this secular dynasty will fall completely like other secular dynasties, and the immortal cultivators will be able to take whatever they want.

"Opportunities are rare and will never come back. We must seize the opportunity and take down the Xia Dynasty!"

It was an intruder carnival.

Their greed is endless, and a few spiritual veins can no longer satisfy their appetite.

They want to take over the entire Xia Dynasty and make all those who dare to resist them disappear!

When these people headed towards Yuzhou, there was very little resistance force that the Xia Dynasty could organize.

There is no way it could hold back so many people.

And further back is the imperial capital of the Xia Dynasty.

Zheng Fei, who was visiting the location of the inferior spiritual vein in Yuzhou, took a deep breath and held a sachet in his hand.

The Saint Maiden Tianji told him that if he really couldn't bear it anymore, he could open the sachet.

But this time, he wants to fight for the Xia Dynasty.

If you cannot win the battle, then consider your final retreat.

If he doesn't even dare to sacrifice himself, how can he face the people of Yulong Guard again?

When the group of united monks arrived here, Zheng Fei, who had successfully advanced to the foundation-building stage, had a pair of gray eyes that were as cold as a glacier that had existed for thousands of years.

"kill!"

With an angry shout, Zheng Fei waved his hand, and the wind blew like blades and leaves flew everywhere, just like the surging anger in his heart that was about to burst out.

Blood once again flowed here.

But there were only three foundation-building cultivators left in the Xia Dynasty, including Zheng Fei.

Faced with this group of united monks who have already been on guard against and aware of the Xia Dynasty's strength, anger cannot increase their combat power too much, and bloodiness can only increase the brutality of the battle.

Absolutely, the gap between strength and numbers is difficult to make up.

In the face of violence, only stronger violence can resist.

The people around him fell down one by one.

Zheng Fei doesn't have many magic skills, but they are all secret skills of the Tianji Sect, carefully selected and definitely not ordinary stuff.

However, his own spiritual energy was limited, and he did not have much experience. It was difficult for him to fight three people alone with the power of his magic, and his own spiritual energy was consumed very quickly.

After all, the years he had practiced cultivation were still too short. Even with the training of the Saint Maiden Tianji, he could not soar into the sky in an instant.

As the people around him fell one by one and he had to face more and more hostile monks, Zheng Fei's face became gloomy and he himself was also seriously injured.

Unconsciously, his palm had pinched the sachet.

The Xia Dynasty, relying on its own efforts, was ultimately unable to stand proudly between heaven and earth. A helpless sigh.

When his own spiritual energy was almost exhausted, Zheng Fei had made a decision.

However, a blue stone weighing over a hundred kilograms suddenly came whistling and smashed towards the monks who were besieging Zheng Fei.

Accompanied by the bluestone falling.

A voice was also heard.

"Mozhe, Mo Feng, come to Xia Chao to help!"

"Grandmaster Liu Guanyun of Great Prayer has come to Xia Dynasty to help!"

"Grandmaster Wang Qi of Dayong has come to Xia Dynasty to help!"

One voice after another rang out, few of them coming from the same country.

But their number is extremely large, at least hundreds of people, rushing in like a comet hitting the moon.

This sudden reinforcement was completely beyond Zheng Fei's expectations.

Naturally, it also exceeded the expectations of those monks who joined forces.

Another bloody battle broke out here, but the situation had completely reversed! Now was their chance to strike back at the fallen dog, the best chance.

Those Grandmasters or monks who came to support were extremely ruthless in their actions. Most importantly, they were extremely experienced, almost as much as the original group of Fish Dragon Guards.

With the help of this group of people, the monks who broke into the Xia Dynasty's spiritual veins were defeated and found it difficult to fight back.

Soon, the Mo Master named Mo Feng, who led the group of masters, came to Zheng Fei and asked, "Are we not too late?" (End of this chapter)