Chapter 309 China plays Tianmen! "Fei Yong, my lord, please bow to my emperor, and my emperor's holy life will be boundless!"
Daxia Xuanzheng Hall! The Emperor of Ye State held up the imperial sword with both hands and bowed respectfully.
Zhang Yong on the side immediately stepped down from the high platform, took the Emperor's Sword of Industry, and presented it in front of Chu Jiang, as Chu Jiang grasped the Emperor's Sword of Industry.
In front of the Great Xia Palace, the Black Dragon of Fortune suddenly revealed its figure. The five-foot-long National Fortune once again surged eight inches, from five feet to five feet eight inches.
"Flat body!" Chu Jiang nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Fei Yong saluted again.
"The Fei clan of the Ye country has made great contributions to the country and saved the mountains and rivers of Jiuzhou from the flames of war. I am very pleased. Fei Yong, the head of the Fei clan, is named Ye Bo and a third-class earl. He is a fifth-rank official and is demoted after three generations. An uncle’s mansion.”
Fei Yong suddenly felt happy. The title of Daxia had to be downgraded by one level every time it was passed down to another generation. His third-class earl would become a first-class viscount when future generations inherit the title.
Nowadays, one surrender for three generations is not as good as hereditary replacement, but it is much better than one surrender for one generation.
"Thank you Lord Ron!"
Chu Jiang smiled and nodded and said, "If you surrender your country and give up your ninth-five position, I will not treat you badly. The third-class earl will be demoted after three generations. Even if you, the descendants of the Fei family, have been doing nothing, this title will not be treated badly. It’s enough to protect our descendants’ prosperity for thirty generations!”
Fei Yong's eyes suddenly lit up, he could continue to be prosperous and wealthy for thirty generations by doing nothing, but if he didn't do nothing, wouldn't it mean that Fei's descendants could also make great achievements without having to be canaries in captivity!
Fei Yong looked up at Chu Jiang, who met his gaze and nodded slightly.
"Your Majesty, I, the Fei clan, are willing to serve your Majesty!" Fei Yong was instantly overjoyed, much happier than before.
The most feared thing for Xianguo to surrender is that the emperor will be jealous and refuse to entrust them with important tasks. In that case, even if they are talented, they can only sit back and be a canary.
Chu Jiang looked at Fei Yong, whose face was full of joy, and a smile appeared on his face.
If Daxia wants to take control of the world and rule the mountains and rivers, it always needs to accept local outstanding people and accept the surrender of local countries. This Fei Yong can be considered a good start.
Not long after, the news of Ye Guo's surrender to Da Xia spread throughout the North, and the remaining eight countries in the North suddenly became more chaotic. However, at this time, the eight countries no longer had the energy to fight against Da Xia.
Several battles between the coalition forces of the Northern Kingdoms and Daxia completely damaged the Northern Kingdoms. Except for the five nations that were swallowed up by Daxia, the remaining eight nations were also severely damaged, with more than half of their high-end combat power lost. At this time, it was even impossible to suppress the many forces in the country.
With the defeat on the front line and the news that all the top experts in the country had fallen, the Eight Kingdoms suddenly became turbulent, and all kinds of monsters and monsters came out one after another.
Just suppressing domestic chaos and maintaining order in the world has restrained all the energy of the courts of various countries.
Even among the eight countries, each country has a learning country. The whole country will vote for Daxia. It is just a matter of more or less. There are even one or two countries, and even the emperor has this idea.
However, at this time, among the various countries, there is no support from the top ancestors. These emperors have lost the qualifications to be arbitrary and decisive. Under the pull of all forces, it is not easy to make a decision. things.
As a result, the eight countries around Daxia unanimously kept silent, and the war in the North suddenly calmed down.
In the south of Daxia, hundreds of millions of miles away from the Qixuan Continent, there is a vast and vast the northwest of the mainland, a thousand-foot-high mountain stands on the earth. The top of the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist. On one side of the mountain, there is a place as flat and smooth as a mirror, as if someone has struck a sword on it.
On the mirror-like stone wall are written three nine-foot-large characters of "Yan Tianmen". The three characters are filled with this mysterious artistic conception. At a glance, it seems that you can see the endless vast world. The three characters seem to contain the entire world!
On top of the mountain!
An old man with white hair and white beard sat cross-legged in front of the cliff. Behind the old man, stood dozens of figures in white robes. These people were men and women, old and young.
The old man sat cross-legged in front of the cliff, his eyes closed tightly, holding a simple tortoise shell in his hand, exuding a mysterious artistic conception. The space around the old man seemed to be half distorted.
At a glance, ordinary warriors would only feel that the world was spinning, time and space were confused, and they would lose consciousness in a moment or three.
The old man muttered words, and every day, the tortoise shell in his hand shook slightly, and the sound of the collision of copper coins could be heard.
In the blink of an eye, 81 days passed, and the tortoise shell in the old man's hand shook 81 times! With the last shake, the old man's eyes suddenly opened. In an instant, the power of distorting time and space around him suddenly increased several times. The old man threw his hands and nine copper coins fell on the ground.
The moment the copper coin fell to the ground, the distortion of the surrounding space and time suddenly increased a hundred times, and even the people behind him could no longer see the old man.
However, after just three breaths, the distorted time and space returned to normal, and the surrounding space became normal.
But the old man with a long breath and rosy face now seemed to have aged for decades. There was a strong twilight air all over his body. His face was withered, his eyes were dull, and there was still blood left at the corner of his mouth. On top of six yellow copper coins , leaving dazzling blood stains.
"Ancestor!"
Several exclamations rang out, and the people behind him all cheered and gathered around the old man. The leader, a woman in white, stepped forward to support the old man, with a look of grief on her face.
The old man slowly raised his head and smiled at the woman, "Girl Qing, every time I feel sad, this old man is about to die. Use the remaining two or three hundred years of his life to find a way to survive for me in Tianmen. It's worth it." !”
"I have lived for more than 2000 years, and I have long lived enough!"
After the old man finished speaking, the grief of the people around him became even worse, and they all looked at the old man reluctantly.
The old man suppressed the smile on his face, his eyes swept over the people around him one by one, and finally returned to the woman whom the old man called Qing Yatou, and said seriously: "Just now I deduced the secret of heaven. The world is so vast that there is no life in it!"
After the old man finished speaking, the expressions of everyone around him instantly changed, and many people had a look of despair on their faces.
"But I discovered more than a dozen unknown places, and I luckily guessed the specific location of one of them."
"The fate of my future is unknown, and my luck and misfortunes are uncertain, but it is also the only way for me to survive in the role of Tianmen."
"Three hundred and sixty million miles north of China, the northern part of Qixuan Continent, and twenty-nine thousand miles south of the Snow Mountains!"
After saying that, the old man glanced at the sky with some nostalgia, and then, his whole body instantly ignited with white flames.
(End of this chapter)