Above the court hall of the Great Xia Palace.

"Your Majesty! This must not be done! ”

"If all the north of Xishuang County is ceded, the frontier will inevitably be lost, and the western countries can easily take half of my Great Xia territory!"

The ministers of Great Xia knelt on the ground and did their best to dissuade the monarch sitting on the dragon chair from making mistakes again and again.

Can...

"You don't need to persuade again! I've made up my mind! ”

This angry shout shocked the ministers below and dared to admonish them again, only the national teacher of Great Xia, Yizheng, walked out of the ministers...

"Your Majesty, ceding Xishuang County is a move to cut off my Great Xia dragon vein, and from now on, I am afraid that Great Xia will not have the power to turn over, this is the destruction of the country and the strategy of extermination."

The national teacher Yi Zheng knelt down in front of his sovereign, and his voice was full of pleading and pleading.

"The three armies stationed in the imperial capital, Huaibei, and Xicang still have the strength to fight..."

"Enough! Who will protect me after the three armies of the Iraqi National Division have been transferred? Xishuang is a barren place, and it is enough to let it go out in exchange for a few years of peace! ”

“……”

This answer made Yi Zheng slowly raise his head and stare at the monarch sitting on the dragon chair.

"Yi Guoshi, what kind of eyes are you?"

The eyes of the national teacher Yi Zheng made the emperor sitting on the dragon chair look afraid.

It wasn't a look of murderous intent, but a simple question... He was asking himself where he was going for the tens of millions of dawn people in Xishan County.

Or where the future of the entire Great Xia will go.

But Yi Zheng didn't ask, he knew that it was useless to ask the person sitting on the dragon chair now.

The weakening of Great Xia is not a matter of one or two years.

From the rapid rise of Western countries, to the present day, one after another treaties that have lost their country and humiliated their rights have been pressed on the head of this country and nation like a shackle.

Great Xia's qi is exhausted, and Yi Zheng must seek a new way to save the people.

"The minister retired."

Yi Zheng made a final salute to the monarch sitting on the dragon chair, and quickly left the court where he had worked hard for years.

After leaving the palace, Yi Zheng crossed directly to the core of the northern city, a building far more important than the palace.

Shrine of the Heroic Soul.

It is dedicated to the sages of all dynasties.

It's not just Daxia... Since the emergence of this nation in the world, all the dynasties founded by reincarnation have been virtuous, saints, and heroes.

All those who are eligible to enter the Shrine of the Heroic Soul are the pillars of the past of this nation.

As a national teacher, Yi Zheng is qualified to enter it and discuss this important matter with the ancestors of the past dynasties.

Yi Zheng took the spiritual seat prepared for himself in advance, and gently lowered his posture all the way to the center of the Heroic Soul Temple.

Around the Shrine of the Heroic Souls are countless names that have been familiar for thousands of years of history.

"What happened to Yi Zheng's visit?"

A pale white old man's spirit floated out of a spirit seat, looking at this Great Xia National Master.

"The teacher forgives the disciples for their incompetence, now Daxia is like a terminally ill patient with no cure, the emperor has abandoned the people and has nothing, and the emperors of the western countries are only willing to surrender and not fight, if this situation continues to develop, I am afraid that our clan will be enslaved by outsiders for thousands of years." Yi Zheng whispered to the ancestors about the current situation.

"Ridiculous!" A reprimand came from the spiritual position of the 'Origin Spirit Emperor': "The lonely country has changed hands for you several times, and now you are still being bullied by those barbarians in the West?" If I'm still there......"

"Taishang is angry, the weakening of Great Xia has already begun from the retreat decades ago." Yi Zheng couldn't raise his head in front of his ancestors at all.

This Emperor Shiling was none other than the founding emperor of Great Xia.

"Who is it? Is it a good thing that the lonely waste prince did? Emperor Shiling was so angry that he wanted to lift the coffin and beat his own waste descendants on the spot.

"Son-in-law Emperor Xian, he failed to enter the Heroic Soul Temple." Yi Zheng said.

“……”

There was silence in the surrounding spiritual positions again.

"Yizheng, you must have a way to visit here now?" Yizheng's teacher asked softly.

"Some time ago, the disciple observed that there was an abnormal movement in the dragon vein, and found that the dragon vein of our clan was intertwined with another country one after another."

The dragon vein that Yi Zheng is talking about here is not a concept such as feng shui, but something that actually exists under the land.

The dragon vein contains great power, and as the national teacher, Yi is the most powerful alchemist in the country, and the alchemists can use the dragon vein to perform all kinds of incredible spells.

"Another country?"

Yi Zheng's teacher does not think that there is a single country in the world that can compete with the Western countries.

"The future of us."

Yi Zheng looked at the many ancestors and said slowly.

"What do you mean?"

Under the gaze of the ancestors, Yi Zheng drew out what he had seen through the dragon veins.

It was a crimson flag fluttering.

"They have experienced the same fate as our race, their ancestors resisted countless foreign invasions with blood and tears, and after regaining their lives, they stand tall in the forest of the world and no one dares to bully or humiliate!" Yi Zheng tells the future he sees through the dragon vein.

"We... There's this kind of blood, too... Alas. ”

Emperor Shi Ling looked at the future of another parallel world that Yi Zheng had introduced, and really hated himself for being just a spirit now, if he was in the prime of life, he would have dragged the entire Great Xia and the Western Kingdoms desperately.

"Yizheng, do you have a way to invite you?" The teacher asked.

"The disciple has, but before that, the disciple has two things to ask for."

Yi is the most gifted alchemist since the founding of Great Xia.

But he was born too late, and his fate of declining in the Great Summer since he was born in his early Chinese New Year's Eve is doomed to be unchangeable.

Even though Yi Zheng tried his best to reverse this, he was still defeated by the struggle for secular power.

So Yi Zheng's first condition is...

"One... The disciple thought that Great Xia was not worth saving. ”

Yi Zheng said this almost rebellious thing in a cold voice.

"The only people of Dawn who are worth saving are our people."

This proposal was said in front of the heroic souls of the emperors of Great Xia.

The heroic souls of the emperors of other dynasties were eating melons and watching the play next to them, and the Shiling Emperor led by him did not get angry, but looked at the last pillar of Great Xia and asked.

"You are in the dragon vein, and you see that country... Is there no one to claim the throne? ”

"No one is called the emperor, and the ministers bluntly say that the monarch and the Son of Heaven system is not a good strategy for governing the country, and people are not sages, once the monarch is incompetent, the country will perish." Yi Zheng said.

"Well, tell me about your second request."

Emperor Shiling has been dead for almost a few hundred years, he has long been relieved, and it is no wonder that the descendants are not angry.

"The technique I want to perform is probably going to burn out half of the qi of the Great Xia Dragon Vein, and I can't control so much aura with the meager strength of my disciples, so I also ask the ancestors of all dynasties... Burn ourselves out to keep our people going. ”

Yi Zheng knelt directly on the ground when he said this, and this time he slammed his forehead into the ground three times, so strong that he knocked his forehead bloody.

That's the real perverse proposition.

But this is Yi Zheng's only method to save the country, and this kind of spell that affects the entire territory of Great Xia is impossible for him to complete alone.

But coupled with the heroic souls of the ancestors who are sleeping in the Ancestral Hall of the Heroic Souls, perhaps... There is still a silver lining.

But the price is that their heroic souls will be injected into the dragon veins and turned into firewood, and then illuminate the future of this nation.

The burned Heroic Soul will completely disappear from the world, and will never be able to enter the Dragon Chakra and return to the next life.

When Yi Zheng was about to kowtow for the fourth time, a translucent hand appeared in front of him.

And when Yi Zheng raised his head, he found that all the spiritual positions in the Heroic Soul Temple were lit up with a faint light, and the ancestors of all dynasties appeared in front of him.

"Lonely is not as bad as you think, your ancestors have more or less unfulfilled wishes left here, but if we can make firewood for future generations to continue, you can just use it."

Yi Zheng listened to Emperor Shiling's words, and looked at the other ancestors, who either bowed their heads lightly or bowed to Yi Zheng.

They were heroes in their lifetime... Still a hero after death.

"The juniors will not be dishonored!"

This is the only promise that Yi Zhengneng can make to them.

Yi Zheng obtained the consent of all the ancestors in the Heroic Soul Temple, and directly began to cast this spell that was enough to affect the entire territory of the Great Xia Kingdom.

The heroic souls of the ancestors of all dynasties turned into a little starlight and merged into the dragon vein... It began to burn slowly.

This is the past of this nation!

And now Yi is about to call for the future of this nation!