Heroic Spirit: All My Past Lives Were Summoned By My Daughter

Chapter 104: The Immortal Dynasty is in a desperate situation, my younger brother Yan Nanfeng, please come down from the mountain today!

 Dazezhou New Calendar Year 8795.

　　Historical Records of Dayan Shou Zang.

The Yanxian Dynasty fought against the Qianyang Immortal Palace for one hundred and thirty-five years.

 The foundation of the Yanxian Dynasty declined and suffered heavy losses.

Hundreds of thousands of disciples of Qianyang Immortal Palace were wiped out in ashes, tens of thousands of disciples were buried in the battlefield, and the mountain gate no longer existed.

  Year 8796 of the New Calendar.

　　Historical Records of Dayan Shou Zang.

 Emperor Yan returned from the expedition and was seriously injured along with the three major refining bodies.

 The four great Immortal Dynasties of Dazezhou and the Immortal Sects of the Sixteen Directions joined forces.

 A total of seven virtual-refining giants and hundreds of spirit-incarnating souls shuttled through formations, heading straight for the Imperial City of Yanxian Dynasty.

 The imperial city is in danger.

 …

  It is July 7th, 8796 of the New Calendar.

Yan Nanfeng looked pale and had majestic eyes.

 Continue to stare at a figure walking from outside the hall.

The hall was full of civil and military ministers scattered on both sides, all looking rather ugly.

 “Foreign minister Xue Hua has met Emperor Yan.”

 The visitor is wearing a foreign envoy's robe, and he is the negotiator sent by more than 20 forces this time.

This man is well-known throughout Da Zezhou. He is a literary giant and has countless disciples and grandsons.

"explain."

Yan Nanfeng spoke calmly.

 Originally, envoys' negotiations should have legal regulations. It was impossible for Xue Hua to go to the palace to see him, the emperor of the Immortal Dynasty.

 But the situation of the Immortal Dynasty was actually too worrying, and he had to meet him in person.

Xue Hua was neither humble nor arrogant, and said slowly: "At present, the caves and blessed lands in Dazezhou are drying up, and the world is about to suffer a great disaster."

“There may be monsters ready to take action, or there may be foreigners from the West who are eyeing them, and the forces in the Eight Wildernesses of Da Zezhou need to find a way out.”

"The Yanxian Dynasty has twenty-three caves and blessed lands. If the immortal sects of the world's immortal dynasties can be distributed, this war can be ended."

 The focus of Xue Hua’s words lies in the latter part.

Even to the end, this war is still for the sake of heaven and earth.

 Yan Nanfeng knew it in his heart.

As a monarch, he did not speak, but looked at the court full of civil and military officials.

 One of the ministers understood what he was doing and immediately took a step forward.

“There are twenty-three caves and blessed lands in the Immortal Dynasty, and three of them can be handed over.”

After finishing speaking, Xue Hua smiled slightly and shook his head slightly.

There was a slight silence in the hall, and then the minister spoke again.

 “Five, this is the biggest concession made by our Yanxian Dynasty.”

Xue Hua still shook his head and smiled without saying a word.

 The faces of many ministers suddenly darkened and they gritted their teeth.

 “Ten seats, this is the limit!”

After hearing this, Xue Hua finally put away his smile.

He looked directly at Yan Nanfeng who was sitting in the hall and said word by word: "Not five, not ten, but all of them."

As soon as he said these words, the hall suddenly became agitated.

If all the Dongtian Blessed Land is handed over, the Yanxian Dynasty will lose its greatest foundation. What is the difference between the collapse of the dynasty and the destruction of the country?

“Don’t bully others too much!”

 The ministers drank loudly and clenched their fists.

Xue Hua was not flustered and seemed calm and collected.

 He knew it very well.

 When a behemoth like Yan Xianchao has to start negotiations, it means that it has reached a desperate situation.

"This is not the intention of the foreign minister, but the intention of the world's forces in Dazezhou. I am just a messenger."

“Besides, you have no choice. After all, the decline of Yanxian Dynasty’s fortune is a foregone conclusion.”

Xue Hua's words aroused the anger of the whole hall.

 But they will not take action against Xue Hua.

 This is the quality of a big country that has existed for thousands of years.

 Finally, Yan Nanfeng spoke.

 “I will consider it myself.”

Xue Hua bowed his head.

"Your Majesty doesn't have much time to think about it. All the forces in Dazezhou only have two days to wait."

 After saying that, Xue Hua turned and left.

Yan Nanfeng stared silently, feeling a surge of sadness in his heart.

 At the time of his cultivation, he is over one hundred and fifty years old.

He entered the Golden Elixir at the age of ten, became Nascent Soul at the age of twenty, transformed into a **** at the age of eighty, and reached the perfection of **** transformation at the age of one hundred and forty.

 Before going on the expedition, he was half-tempered.

Looking at the history of the Yanxian Dynasty, he is the emperor of eternity!

Looking at Da Zezhou, they are also the youngest group of strong men in history!

　　　One hundred and fifty years old is of no concern. Give him another five hundred years and he will still be a young man.

He still has great potential for growth, and he still has the opportunity to enter the elusive late stage of virtual refining.

 But now, Yan Xianchao has no time.

 “My dear friends, do you have any decision to make?”

Yan Nanfeng was seriously injured, but his voice was still full of energy.

 In the full hall, the civil and military officials looked at each other and sighed.

 The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is exhausted, and a great disaster is coming.

 At the end of the Dharma period, when the world was in chaos, the Yanxian Dynasty had twenty-three caves and heavens that could emit spiritual energy.

 This has become the coveted object of the entire Dazezhou.

Sooner or later, the Yanxian Dynasty will be besieged on all sides, which is almost an inevitable result.

 It’s just that this day has come now.

What Yanxian Dynasty faced were the other four major immortal dynasties in Dashezhou and the ancient immortal sects from sixteen directions!

“Your Majesty, the current plan is to hand over twenty-three cave heavens and blessed lands.”

 A civil servant took a step forward, bent down and spoke regretfully.

“I’m worried now, they won’t stop taking away the Cave Paradise.”

 There are also civil servants who are worried.

After hearing this, Yan Nanfeng certainly understood this truth.

 Since the Cave Heaven and Paradise have been handed over, is it still necessary for the Immortal Dynasty to exist?

 “Report!”

 “Urgent report from the front!”

At this moment, a long rainbow suddenly fell from outside the main hall.

The visitor held a jade slip in his hand, and the writing was revealed in just a moment.

—Four major immortal dynasties and sixteen immortal sects have joined forces to create a shuttle formation, which can be completed in two days at the earliest!

The civil and military officials in the hall clearly saw the words revealed, and instantly fell into restlessness and panic.

 “They are going to come in so soon?”

 “If the seven giants of virtual refining come to the imperial city together... our Immortal Dynasty will be in danger!”

"Your Majesty! In my opinion, you need to leave the imperial city immediately!"

“With your Majesty’s talent, it might be possible to recapture the imperial city in the future!”

The ministers all knelt down, and voices of advice rang out one after another.

Yan Nanfeng watched this scene silently, and finally stood up slowly.

 “I will live and die with the imperial city, and I will withdraw from the imperial court.”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

 There were still courtiers rolling around in the hall, hoping that Yan Nanfeng could protect himself.

 …

 In the back hall, the three virtual refining giants were all sitting cross-legged.

With the help of the spiritual energy erupting from the underground cave of the Imperial City, the injuries were continuously repaired.

 But the faces of the three of them were obviously extremely pale, and their lips were bloodless when their brows were furrowed.

 Looking at the source of power in the body, it is even more confusing.

 Sword Master Xiaoyao stood beside him, his face equally haggard.

“Your Majesty, what do you want to do now?”

Sword Master Xiaoyao asked softly, this war lasted for one hundred and thirty-five years.

 Two days later, seven virtual refining giants and hundreds of gods will descend on the imperial city.

With the defense of the imperial city, the barrier formations used by emperors throughout the ages will definitely not last long.

If the imperial city falls, the Yanxian Dynasty will exist in name only.

"I am ashamed of my uncle and grandpa, I am ashamed of you, and I am even more ashamed of the people of the world." "As the leader of a country, I will live and die with the imperial city, but you don't have to stay here."

Yan Nanfeng lowered his head, his eyes rather gloomy.

 He thought the war would end soon.

 After all, the overall foundation of Qianyang Immortal Palace is completely no match for Yanxian Dynasty.

But over the past 135 years, there have been too many forces involved.

They are taking action overtly and covertly, and the entire Dazezhou wants the Cave Heaven Paradise of the Yanxian Dynasty.

 In the end, Yan Xianchao faced the seven virtual refining giants!

After hearing this, Xiaoyao Sword Master immediately shook his head: "Your Majesty's contribution to the Yanxian Dynasty is obvious to everyone in the world. The general trend is that this will eventually be the case."

“You don’t need to blame yourself too much, you are just doing what you must do.”

The other three virtual refining giants also slowly opened their old eyes at this moment, looking unbearable.

The Imperial Master sighed: "The Yanxian Dynasty has reached this point, and I have an unshirkable responsibility."

"Your Majesty, you are still young and there is no need to sacrifice your life for the country. If you break through to the late stage of Lianxu in the future, the Yanxian Dynasty can still regain its strength."

"As for us old guys, we have indeed lived enough. There is no hope of breakthrough in this life, so we should defend the imperial city."

After saying that, the other two virtual refining giants nodded.

 The Imperial Master is not related by blood to the Yanxian Dynasty, but he can have such an awareness.

 As members of the royal family, of course they will not back down.

 Sword Master Xiaoyao stepped forward and patted Yan Nanfeng's shoulder gently, his expression complicated.

 At this moment, he is not a minister, but an uncle.

"Go and see your mother. She should have something to say to you."

Yan Nanfeng raised his head in confusion, then turned and walked towards the backyard.

 Situ Waner had fallen ill ten years ago.

As the empress of Yanxian Dynasty and the people of the world, her burden is no lighter than that of Yan Nanfeng.

 Not long after, Yan Nanfeng came to the backyard.

I saw Situ Wan'er sitting at the table, holding a jade communication slip in her hand.

He lowered his head and pursed his lips, obviously knowing the news from outside.

"Mother, why are you up?"

Yan Nanfeng hurriedly stepped forward to help Situ Wan'er back to the bed.

 “I am not yet dead.”

Situ Wan'er refused and clutched the jade communication slip tightly.

"Mother, my child failed to control the overall situation. My child has let you down."

 “My child will fight against the imperial city to the end, and will also send someone to send you away.”

Yan Nanfeng's eyes were filled with tears as he struggled to say these words.

 In front of Situ Wan'er, he was like a helpless child, without any royal demeanor at all.

“The world is still uncertain, the outcome is uncertain, how can you give up?”

Situ Wan'er gritted her teeth and then took a deep breath.

 “At this point, I’m afraid only one person can save you.”

“Some things that should be said and things that should not be said must be said today.”

Yan Nanfeng raised his head in confusion, what does the Queen Mother mean?

Looking at all the living beings in Dazezhou, who can save him, and who can save the entire Yanxian Dynasty?

Situ Wan'er looked at him and said slowly: "My mother needs to be honest with you. In fact, you have an older brother, his name is Yan Qing."

 After saying this, Yan Nanfeng was really stunned.

What? I have a brother?

“More than one hundred and fifty years ago, your father encountered an unknown curse, and the whole court was powerless.”

"After your father dies, you need to choose an emperor immediately."

“I should inherit the throne, but your brother does not have the qualifications to cultivate immortality.”

"His existence will hinder your accession to the throne and the development of the Immortal Dynasty. He is also afraid of your brothers because there is no harmony in the throne."

“So, the queen mother and your uncle and grandpa sent your brother out of the Immortal Dynasty.”

Situ Wan'er's eyes revealed memories of the past, with traces of pain.

She owed Yan Qing so much that in the past 150 years, she had not even met him more than ten times.

At this moment, Yan Nanfeng's mind was already rumbling.

 This news really had a huge impact on him.

 In the entire court, it is impossible for only the mother and queen to know.

 He actually has an older brother, and there is also an eldest prince in the Yanxian Dynasty.

 But those people actually kept silent.

 This seems to have become a taboo.

 Or perhaps, my brother is about to be forgotten by the Immortal Dynasty.

 “Mother, in fact, we didn’t have to be like this back then.”

 “My brother can ascend the throne, and I can assist him!”

Yan Nanfeng looked complicated. He had lost the 150 years of time he spent with his brother.

The so-called position of a king is not worth mentioning.

“It’s good that you have this kind of heart. Even though Yan Qing couldn’t cultivate immortality back then.”

"But he has been very smart since he was a child, and he was able to erase the early stages of becoming a **** a hundred years ago."

"Now that a hundred years have passed, my mother can no longer guess how strong Yan Qing is."

“He has almost never left Misty Rain Villa in his life.”

 “Go and ask him to come down the mountain.”

 Situ Wan'er placed all her hopes on Shen Changqing.

With Shen Changqing here and the other forces of the Imperial City, everything is possible against the Seven Great Refinements.

 “A hundred years ago, was it possible to obliterate the divine transformation stage?”

Yan Nanfeng's mind felt huge ripples, and he immediately stood up.

 After bidding farewell to Situ Wan'er, he hurried to Misty Rain Villa.

 …

Outside Yanyu Villa, black clouds were forming.

 After many days of gestation, the Heavenly Tribulation has accumulated a very terrifying power.

Qin Shu and many other guards were nervous and never looked away.

　Today is the moment when the heavenly calamity comes.

If Shen Changqing fails, he may be destroyed by ashes.

Moreover, the Law Creation Heavenly Tribulation is different from other Heavenly Tribulations in that there is no way to rely on external forces.

 Because their power of cultivating immortals is completely immune to the law-creating catastrophe, and the origins of the two laws are completely different.

Suddenly a rainbow came from the sky. Yan Nanfeng, who was wearing a yellow robe, looked at the sky and the catastrophe, and couldn't hide his shock.

 He felt the power of destroying the heaven and the earth. In the attic under the catastrophe, Youdao's extremely shocking pressure spread.

 “Brother is right here.”

Yan Nanfeng felt anxious and took a deep breath.

 His arrival must have attracted the attention of Qin Shu and others.

Even though he has never left Yanyu Villa, how could he not be aware of it when he was the emperor of the dynasty.

 “Your Majesty?”

 Qin Shu hurried forward.

Yan Nanfeng did not respond, but stared closely at Tianjie.

 Perhaps they are connected by blood, Shen Changqing has already noticed it.

 He slowly opened his eyes and looked outside the attic.

 Then he raised his hand and waved lightly towards Tianjie.

　　Boom!

 In an instant.

Like a drunken god, crushing the white clouds into pieces.

The supreme power of calamity was destroyed, and the thunder, which had reached its peak and had not yet erupted, had already disappeared into thin air.

Qin Shu was seen by everyone outside the villa, and her face was dull.

 When the darkness dissipated from the sky, Shen Changqing's figure slowly appeared.

 “Are there any guests?”

His voice was slightly ethereal, resounding through the mountains and wild forests.

 It seems to resonate with the heaven and earth, and all living creatures lower their eyebrows.

Yan Nanfeng stared blankly and saw his brother.

His long hair is flowing, and his white shirt is spotless.

 There is no aura of cultivating immortality in him, but his appearance is otherworldly and resembles that of an immortal.

 Is he the elder brother?

 “Brother… Yanxian Dynasty is in a desperate situation, and a disaster is coming.”

 “Brother Yan Nanfeng is here today, begging me to come down from the mountain!”

Yan Nanfeng was filled with tears, his voice choked with sobs, and he bowed with his hands raised.

Shen Changqing was silent for a while, then took a step forward with a puff of sleeves.

 “Lead the way.”

 (End of this chapter)