Chapter 427: One wave has not yet subsided, another wave rises

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

It also exceeded the expectations of those immortal cultivators who united to capture the spiritual veins of the Xia Dynasty.

When such a large and experienced fresh force suddenly joined the battlefield, the battle situation of the Xia Dynasty monks, which was originally precarious and could collapse at any time, was instantly reversed.

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

"Mo Feng?"

Zheng Fei muttered the name, looking a little confused.

If the Mohists of the Xia Dynasty could practice to the level of a master, he would not have been unaware of this.

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

Of course, even so, the two words "Mohist" are enough to make people feel at ease.

Over the years, the name of Mohists seems to have been coated with a layer of glory.

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

But when batches of people with lofty ideals and bravery who are willing to sacrifice their lives join the same organization and fight for it all their lives, the title seems to become different.

At least for the Xia Dynasty, the word "Mohist" is a reliable proof.

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

Zheng Fei asked subconsciously, and then reacted.

impossible.

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 first batch of Mohists who traveled far away during the Xia Dynasty are probably all dead now. How could they be so young? "No."

As expected, Mo Feng shook his head decisively, and then said, "I am a Mozhe from Daqi."

"Da Qi?"

Zheng Fei seemed even more stunned.

Is there still Daqi now? I am afraid it is hard to say.

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

The territory belonging to Daqi also fell apart and torn into pieces.

In fact, it was not just Daqi. The countries surrounding the Xia Dynasty, such as the well-known Dayue and Dayong, and even Daqing, which had a fierce feud with Dayue, the predecessor of the Xia Dynasty, were in a similar situation.

The drastic changes in heaven and earth have caused great suffering to all living beings, and for all living beings, it is an absolute catastrophe.

There are very few countries that can hold out and not disrupt themselves.

And there is probably only one country in the world like the Xia Dynasty that not only survived but also pursued new things.

If we really compare the foundation and ability, among the ordinary dynasties, the Xia Dynasty can also be called the one that dominates the world.

The Xia Dynasty's influence was so powerful that Zheng Fei had never thought that one day the Xia Dynasty would need support from other countries.

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

Although the people who came here could still say the names of their own countries, their countries had probably been quietly destroyed and no longer existed in the world.

"The Xia Dynasty was too powerful."

In response to Zheng Fei's confusion, Mo Feng said bluntly, "I'm strong enough to stand firm without the help of others. So I'm afraid I don't care much about this kind of thing.

If you go outside and take a look, you will know what kind of world it is. I am afraid it is not much better than the Great Moon. And this time, the people who appeared are not even the ambitious people like Huang Chao and the White Lotus Sect Leader.

They only want good things, but they don’t want to dominate the world. Because there are always stronger cultivators than them, so when no one holds up the pillar for a long time, the most basic order is gradually disappearing. "

Troubled times, troubled times.

It is said that heroes rise up together, using the world as a chessboard, and you take the stage after you finish your song. Naturally, it is full of heroic spirit and makes people yearn for it. I wish I could also throw myself into it and become another bright pillar of light that marks the world.

But if you just bend down and take a look at the person struggling in the mud in the field, you will understand what that thing is.

Beneath the blooming flowers are countless blazing fires.

But now, there is no Mozi anymore.

"Many Grandmasters were helpless. Grandmasters who were once at the top of the world were no longer able to control the situation after the arrival of the immortal cultivators. With the country in ruins and the immortal cultivators robbing and pillaging everywhere, many Grandmasters have become 'homeless'.

No one cares about them, and no country worships them anymore. In the new era, there is no place for masters. "

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

Mo Feng has grown a lot since Brother Liu and Wei Chuanming died in front of him.

In this world, anything is possible if you work hard, such as the Ten Virtues of Mohism.

In this world, there are things that are impossible to accomplish no matter how hard you try, such as defeating the strong with the weak.

The so-called defeating the strong with the weak means, and can only be, using the stronger side to defeat the defeated.

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

After Emperor Qizhi's death, the Xia Dynasty was attacked by immortal cultivators for the first time. On that day when their spiritual veins were seized, Mo Feng reacted.

The reaction was much faster than that of the Xia Dynasty.

Because he had actually seen the most evil cultivator.

I deeply understand that sometimes there is no room for compromise.

The same is true at the cost of one's life.

So, he left the Xia Dynasty, and in the name of Mohism, in the name of the Xia Dynasty, and in the name of revenge, he found many masters who were ignored in other countries that were on the verge of collapse or had already collapsed.

joint.

Unite!

Only if we unite together will we have a chance to hold on to one place when immortal cultivators are wreaking havoc across the world.

Fighting alone is like floating duckweed, and it is difficult to create waves.

Even a powerful dynasty like the Xia Dynasty could not stand alone.

After spending two years traveling non-stop, he finally found hundreds of masters who were willing to come to the Xia Dynasty.

In order to avoid fighting each other, he suppressed the anger in his heart. The Xia Dynasty would not fall apart at the first touch and could still resist a little.

When he heard the news that the Xia Dynasty was about to collapse, Mo Feng did not hesitate at all and took these people to the Xia Dynasty.

"The power of one person is limited, but the power of many people is great. When the Xia Dynasty was just beginning to prosper, Qinzi led the Mohists to travel around the countries and helped countless people in the name of the Mohists and the Xia Dynasty."

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

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

Zheng Fei took a deep, deep breath.

He was speechless.

What to say?

The Xia Dynasty was about to fail.

When the Xia Dynasty was about to collapse.

So many unexpected people suddenly came to the Xia Dynasty and risked their lives for it.

This was something that was totally unexpected.

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

Not only him, but no one in the Xia Dynasty had ever thought about this.

It was not until this time that Zheng Fei suddenly understood what it meant when Qin Zi led the Mohists away from the Xia Dynasty.

Even later, although Xunzi was able to unify the Xia Dynasty with Confucianism, he still left with many Confucian scholars during the most prosperous period of Confucianism. What does this mean?

This was certainly not necessarily a blessing for the Xia Dynasty.

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

But to the outside world, to those places that have not been illuminated by the brilliance of Mohism and Confucianism, their appearance and their arrival are nothing less than a dazzling light, like the sun.

No matter how many touching words there are, it is difficult to describe his feelings at this moment.

Presumably, many, many years ago, when Mohism appeared in other countries, it was the same, right? The legacy of the ancestors was still shining on the Xia Dynasty.

The glory of the Xia Dynasty also influenced the surrounding world.

Fallen leaves still need to return to their roots.

The Xia Dynasty, which grew into a towering tree, sometimes also needed the nourishment 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 the heavy burden that was difficult to remove from him.

Then he turned around, his blood as strong as a dragon, and joined the battle without any hesitation.

The situation had already reversed when they arrived!

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

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

But they also fight on their own, for their own benefit.

But at this moment, but at this moment.

These people are willing to sacrifice their own lives and have put their own safety aside.

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Most of them are already very old. Although they don’t look old, their black hair has long turned white, and they have reached the twilight of their lives.

In old age, the immortal way appeared in the world.

The master who was once at the pinnacle of the mortal world has now become eclipsed.

This is a tragedy.

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

Be it hatred or unwillingness.

When the Grandmaster waved his arms again, the dragon-like blood and energy bloomed. The power of the Grandmaster could still protect the world! With the addition of this new force, the group of cultivators who also united with each other were already retreating step by step.

Different from these fearless masters, immortal cultivators always cherish their lives.

What's the point of seizing the spiritual veins? Isn't it for cultivation? If people are going to die, what's the point of spiritual veins? It's useless even if you bring the heavenly medicine!

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

Perhaps this is why the Xia Dynasty was able to resist them alone for more than two years.

Immortal cultivators fight on their own, and they must be superior in strength or numbers to make others feel difficult to resist.

"Damn it, who are you?"

More than ten immortal cultivators who were locked in a bitter battle had fallen while he was talking.

Some practitioners asked questions quickly, full of confusion.

After fighting for more than two years, they naturally learned a lot more about the Xia Dynasty.

At least one thing is certain: the Xia Dynasty definitely could not provide so many people, even if they were just masters.

"I am Wei Ting, the Grandmaster of Dayong! You have been tyrannical and overbearing in Dayong, but have you ever thought about this day?"

The Great Yong Grandmaster who was speaking had already run out of energy and blood, his silver hair danced in the wind, and even his face looked a little old.

It turned out that he was a person whose time was approaching.

His own blood is not as vigorous as when he was young, but it doesn't matter. His fighting spirit is even more vigorous. When his blood is ignited and he uses himself as a furnace to burn everything, the name of the master will be deeply engraved in these people's hearts.

"I am Grandmaster Cai Ying of Daqing. You killed my king and destroyed my bloodline. Did you ever think this day would come? I will repay blood with blood, tooth for tooth!"

Grandmaster after grandmaster spoke up.

It turned out that they all had a great grudge.

The immortal cultivators act recklessly and do not take ordinary people seriously at all.

Just like Si Mingguan of the Wanfa Alliance who broke into the Xia Dynasty palace with a completely superior attitude.

The only difference is that the Xia Dynasty could still cope with it at that time.

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

This humiliation and helplessness could only be borne alone.

The so-called Grand Master of the Nation could only watch helplessly and do nothing.

Until Mo Feng united the national defense masters of various countries.

Give them a chance to get revenge.

Whether he was grateful to the Xia Dynasty, wanted to surrender to the Xia Dynasty, or simply wanted to kill a few practitioners, it was difficult to do it alone.

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

When the time comes, the Grandmaster can also show his fangs and fight against the superiors! One after another, the Grandmasters who are on the verge of death will burn their flesh and blood, gather their lifelong practice into their fists, and roar at the invading immortal cultivators.

Blood is blooming all the time.

It's just that the situation has changed.

When the casualties exceeded half, this alliance of immortal cultivators, who had been temporarily united for the sake of profit, could no longer hold on and wanted to escape.

But no one was willing to let them go.

"I am a branch of the Xu family. If you dare to kill me, it will inevitably lead to disaster. The destruction of the country is just a piece of cake!"

When one is about to die, even a cultivator is no different from ordinary people.

There were countless people begging for mercy and making threats.

The only answer they got was a cold fist.

This battle that had been suppressed for so long finally saw a real turning point.

When the last 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 every inch of those inferior spiritual veins that were once seized by the Xia Dynasty!

It is very difficult for a master to protect the world in today's world.

But if they only guard one place, the masters can still do it together! In the 162nd year of the Xia Dynasty, when the fallen leaves of autumn have all dispersed and returned to the earth, and the cold wind of autumn has blown in.

The area where the Xia Dynasty's spiritual veins were located, which had originally been mostly lost, has now been completely recovered.

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

Thanks to such swift and decisive measures, the Xia Dynasty finally had room to breathe amid the ongoing bloody battles.

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

The situation is surprisingly good.

But even in the midst of the calm, a huge uproar had already begun.

The fact that a mortal killed an immortal could not be concealed and the news spread out eventually.

This made many immortal cultivators no longer dare to covet the spiritual veins of the Xia Dynasty.

However, it also attracted more attention to the Xia Dynasty.

In an environment where everyone in the mortal world bows their heads and takes whatever they want.

The splash caused by the Xia Dynasty's resistance was bound to attract considerable attention.

When everyone kneels down, the only person standing up will have to pay a greater price.

In the 162nd year of the Xia Dynasty, a fierce winter wind blew between heaven and earth, and snowflakes as big as goose feathers floated down.

Auspicious snow indicates a good harvest. After all the hardships, it should have been a good year.

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

The extremely powerful spiritual pressure shook heaven and earth and headed straight to the Xia Dynasty's imperial court.

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

"Xia Chao is so brave, he actually dared to kill my Xu family!"

A powerful Jindan master, with eyes as cold as ice, did not conceal himself at all. When he released his Jindan-level aura, ordinary people were like rabbits trembling in the bloody mouth of a tiger or wolf, and could hardly struggle even a bit.

Even for a master, it would be extremely difficult to move his hands and feet in the face of such spiritual pressure.

This is the real power that cannot be achieved in this world.

The powerful Jindan comes in anger!

(End of this chapter)