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

Chapter 424 Today's Revenge
The history books are so vast that even the sages of the past and present can only write a few strokes.

History books are too short to contain one person's magnificent life.

The news of Emperor Qizhi's death finally spread.

The third emperor of the Xia Dynasty, Emperor Qizhi, who had reigned for 73 years, bid farewell to the country where he had deep roots and dedicated his life.

During his reign, he worked hard to govern and reform, and Legalism completely grew into a towering tree in his hands, allowing the word legalism to penetrate into the hearts of everyone in the Xia Dynasty.

If Emperor Taiping inherited the power and prosperity of the Xia Dynasty, then Emperor Qizhi was the one who pushed the prosperity to a higher level.

His existence gave Xia Dynasty more guarantees for its prosperity and a more stable way to operate.

The world is vast, and Emperor Qizhi has never left the country.

The world is so small that all the countries from all over the world are vying to bow down, and all the countries come to court!
The name of the Xia Dynasty spread far and wide during the years after he succeeded to the throne. Even people who are thousands of miles away can still feel proud that they are from the Xia Dynasty.

In the last years of his life, some "earth-shaking" events happened.

Unfortunately, he no longer had the time to process it completely.

But you can't blame him.

From an emperor's point of view, he has reached the limit of what he can do.

He even did not hesitate to humiliate himself in the hope of arousing the people's emotions towards the Xia Dynasty.

This is the simplest and most difficult thing he can do.

This Emperor of Xia, who had been on the throne for 73 years, when the news of his death spread from the Xia Dynasty, the sound of wailing could be heard in thousands of households.

The ignorant children did not understand the reason, but the elderly people cried heartbreakingly, as if the sky was falling apart.

On the broad streets of the Xia Dynasty's imperial capital, groups of people wearing sackcloth and mourning appeared at some point. They crowded on the streets, looking in the direction of the Xia Dynasty's imperial palace, and their cries were like a surging wave.

Reigned for 73 years.

It's just a few words, but in this era, how many people can live for such a long time?
Seventy years in life are rare!
Even though it was as powerful as the Xia Dynasty, the average life span of its people today is probably only over fifty years old.

In other words, the vast majority of people in the Xia Dynasty today had Emperor Qizhi on the throne when they were just born.

This even includes their parents and elders - and the same may be true of their parents and elders!
It is no exaggeration to say that Emperor Qizhi completely penetrated the life of at least one generation of Xia Dynasty people, and even longer!
In this era, in this era where imperial power seems to be extremely respected, the influence of this incident is unparalleled.

Many people believe from the bottom of their hearts that this is a matter of course.

Emperor Xia is Emperor Qizhi, and Emperor Qizhi is Emperor Xia.

Day after day, just like the sun will rise after it sets, it is a lifelong truth.

However, in their lifetime, this incident is enough to make many people feel that the collapse of their faith has finally happened and will not change due to human will.

In the Gu family's small courtyard, the door is open.

Zheng Fei stared blankly at the crowds of people on the street outside as if they were mourning for their heirs, with some thoughts in his gray eyes.

"One day, when I die, will so many people come to mourn for me?"

Zheng Fei suddenly couldn't help but think.

A real man lives between heaven and earth, so why should he fear death?

He has never been afraid of death.

But even if you die, you should die with value.

Like Mozi's anger, like the death of Emperor Xia, it made thousands of people feel sad for him.

In this way, your life in this world will not be in vain.

It's a pity that such outstanding people are only in the minority.

For most people, it is not easy for their relatives and children to shed a few tears of sadness when they die.

If you can make your neighbors burst into tears, you will be considered a hero and your reputation will remain in your hometown.

And how many people can make the world feel sad?

He couldn't help but recall what Emperor Qizhi said to him that day.

Can he really become the guardian of Xia Dynasty?

Just like Mozi, like Xunzi, just like Shangzi.

Or was it imprinted on the Xia Dynasty in a completely different way?
No matter what, he will work hard for it.

There is no reason, just because this is the country that gave birth to him and raised him, just because here he and his ancestors can live.

Among the bustling crowds of people on the streets, there were countless people crying in agony.

Occasionally, the old man would be so sad that he would cry until he fainted.

Mo Feng stood among the crowd, listening to the various sounds coming from all directions, like a rock.

Calculating carefully, it has been several years since I came to Xia Dynasty.

He did not go directly to the Xia Dynasty imperial court as Wei Chuanming hoped.

Instead, he walked alone in the Xia Dynasty, staring at the place where the Mohist family originated with his eyes and his heart.

Powerful, prosperous, and confident.

Under the drastic changes in the world, the world outside has become a state where there is no country and no family. However, the Xia Dynasty is peaceful and independent in the world, as if it exists in another time and space.

The traces left by the original disaster have been erased by the people of the Xia Dynasty with their own hands. New houses and roads have been rebuilt. Everything has a new look, only prosperity remains as before.

Truly worthy of the name of Heavenly Kingdom.

Walking here, you can clearly understand why Xia Dynasty is so famous.

Who would not envy such a country?
He also saw the statue of Mozi in the imperial capital of Xia Dynasty.

It's really short brown fabric, as heavy and solid as iron.

The silent giant stares at the country in front of him in silence.

He gave it a handful of wild flowers picked in the countryside, and there were many more such wild flowers under its base.

At that time, Mo Feng suddenly understood.

Why was it that the Xia Dynasty was clearly the birthplace of Mohism, but Mohism was the first to decline here, and instead began to spread in all directions.

It's not that Xia Dynasty didn't do well enough, but that Xia Dynasty had already done a good job, so much so that Mo's continued stay here became the icing on the cake.

This is undoubtedly not consistent with Mohist philosophy.

What really shocked Mo Feng was that Qin Lisheng, the second Mohist giant, had understood this matter nearly a hundred years ago.

When the Mohist family's reputation was at its highest, Ranran chose to take away most of the Mohists.

At that time, it seemed that the Mohist giants were afraid of Confucianism's aggressive posture and were trying to avoid it.

Looking back now, Mo Feng suddenly understood that this was the ambition of the Mo family, the ambition of that giant.

The Mohist family has been here, the Mohist family has struggled, and this world is strong because of the Mohist family.

The rest of the matter will be left to future generations.

In the distance, there are more places that need the Mo family, waiting hard in the darkness for a ray of light to appear.

In addition, here, he also filled in the gaps that he didn't know before.

Such as Confucianism, such as Legalism.

During the time of great prayer, he was busy every day and had little exposure to Mohist ideas.After coming here, I learned something again and understood the deeper glory of Confucianism and Legalism.

Although it was different from the Mohist family, there were areas where Mo Feng felt dissatisfied, but there were also merits.

Just when he had a general tour of the Xia Dynasty and was about to defect to the Xia Dynasty, he heard about Emperor Qizhi's edict of sin.

There were so many talents in the Xia Dynasty that the Xia Dynasty could not afford to support them, which made a generation of emperors sigh with regret.

In Emperor Xia's view, this seemed to be a very sad thing, even a sin.

It has reached the point where an edict needs to be issued to quell public anger.

But in Mo Feng's opinion, this is a bit "arrogant".

Is it because other countries don’t have enough talented people, and it’s too late to issue recruitment orders?
Only the Xia Dynasty felt helpless because there were too many talented people.

If you tell me, you will make many others envious.

So he traveled to the imperial capital of the Xia Dynasty, but he never expected that the first news he heard when he arrived here was that Emperor Xia had passed away.

He was surrounded by the crowd and silently approached the Xia Dynasty Palace.

There were people all over the mountains and plains, wearing sackcloth and mourning, kneeling down.

The grief of thousands of people is palpable, so stark.

It even made Mo Feng couldn't help but wonder, when the news of Mozi's death reached the Xia Dynasty, which was still Da Yue, were the people at that time also so sad?

It must be.

After all, even the Holy King Wang Mang never set up a statue in front of the imperial capital for people from all directions to look up and worship at the core of the Xia Dynasty.

Only Mozi had this honor.

It's not because Mozi is special, but because he was the first to raise his arms and wake up the world in the dark time, he deserves such treatment.

Times have changed, and the Xia Dynasty now stands proudly at the pinnacle of the world, but the people who laid the foundation should not be forgotten.

Although people today are not the people of the past, they can still get a glimpse of the past from today's scene.

"When I die, will I be like Mozi?"

Mo Feng suddenly thought of it.

Mozi once said a sentence that has always been circulated among Mohists.

'Although there is no one in the world, the words of Zimozi are still there. '

This is enough to illustrate the firmness and immortality of the Mohist path.

Then one day, when he dies, can he be like Mozi, thinking that his moral principles are eternal and the world cannot be changed?

In this new era, it is different from the past era.

Will the Mohist family’s important responsibilities be different?
"Is this the Xia Dynasty?"

A group of monks wore blue robes and had sharp eyes. The leader was the first to ask.

"Yes, senior brother. This Xia Dynasty claims to cooperate with the Ten Thousand Dharma Alliance and rejects all other forces.

If it were just that, it would be nothing more than a spiritual treasure of a country, and selling it to the Ten Thousand Dharma Alliance to save face would be nothing.

But a few days ago, I accidentally discovered a low-grade spiritual vein by chance. I was about to arrange a formation and call my brothers to come here. Suddenly, a monk claiming to be the "Fish Dragon Guard" jumped out and said that this place belongs to them. of. "

The monk who spoke spat and said without hesitation: "I inquired carefully and found out that the so-called Fish Dragon Guard is just an ordinary monk raised by Xia Chao's family and has no backing at all.

But this Xia Dynasty is extremely arrogant, with low-grade spiritual veins, and those who are destined to live in it.However, all the spiritual veins found in the Xia Dynasty were occupied by the Fish Dragon Guards, and they refused to let go of any of them. "

At this point, his voice became fierce in vain, and he cursed: "This little Xia Dynasty has been domineering and blessing in the world for a long time, and he thinks that the immortal way is just like the ordinary people, so he can be allowed to do whatever he wants!"

"Oh? Is this happening?"

The leader raised his brows, partly surprised, but mostly secretly happy.

Well, well, a worldly dynasty that knows no good or evil.

For ordinary spiritual plants, everyone sells them to the Ten Thousand Dharma Alliance to save face, and arranges seats according to the order of first come, first served, and that's pretty much it.

But the spiritual pulse is different from Lingzhen.

Lingzhen is used up once it is used. Unless the medicinal fields are carefully cultivated and multiple costs of time, manpower and resources are paid, it will be extremely difficult to regenerate.

The spiritual vein is different, it is a gift from heaven and earth, like a golden rooster laying eggs.

As long as the spiritual veins are not severely damaged, they can be regenerated continuously.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the foundation of the Immortal Sect!
The two meanings are completely different. Occupying the spiritual vein is equivalent to picking up the leakage of heaven and earth, which is one of the greatest opportunities.

So, who is willing to give it up?
Nowadays, the changes in heaven and earth are still continuing, and low-grade spiritual veins are appearing one after another. It is a good time for small sects from all over the world of immortality to restart the immortal sect in the world of Yuantian.

Occupying a few more spiritual veins, as long as you can hold on to them, is equivalent to having more opportunities and more foundation.

Even risking your life for this is nothing.

A small mortal dynasty actually wants to occupy all the spiritual veins born from the heaven and earth within its territory?
That’s really a trick in the head, and a fool’s errand!
In a flash of thought, the leader made a decision in his mind.

If they didn't slaughter such a big fat sheep, wouldn't they be giving others an advantage?
"This Xia Dynasty has no good intentions. Junior brothers, it's time to teach them the rules of the world of immortality!"

The leading monk had an evil smile on his face as he looked at the dozens of junior disciples around him who were practicing Qi and approaching the foundation.

It was as if he could see Xia Chao trembling under their majesty.

In this little mortal dynasty, how many monks do you have?
ten days later.

"Run! Run quickly!"

The blue robe was stained with bright red blood, giving it a slightly eerie sheen.

The spiritual light bloomed, and the sound like firecrackers sounded continuously in all directions.

Blood, wailing, and life passing by only in a blink of an eye.

"Big Brother!"

Familiar faces fell down one by one. The monk who was called the senior brother had his eyes broken, but he was flanked by two foundation-building monks. He was helpless and could not spare any extra energy to help.

He never expected that a place where low-grade spiritual veins were located would actually hide two foundation builders!
Is it just a mortal dynasty that was promised?

Where did these monks come from?
Damn it, it's too late to say anything now.

Forcibly breaking into the place of cultivation and attacking and killing the people stationed there, the feud has become so big that there is no room for relaxation.

The two foundation-building monks surrounding him clearly had stern murderous intent in their eyes.

If you stay any longer, you will definitely die.

A look of regret flashed in his eyes, and a talisman in his hand suddenly slapped on his body.

Suddenly the figure seemed to be running away like a stream of light, as fast as lightning.

A voice full of resentment echoed between heaven and earth.

"Today's revenge will be repaid a hundredfold in the future!"

　As soon as I was discharged from the hospital, I became a groomsman.

　　So busy.

　　I'm out of town, so the update is a bit late, I'm sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)