Sensing the extraordinary aura outside the door, Yi Feng and Miss Bai knew that the visitor was someone extraordinary, and looked at each other quietly, with a solemn look in each other's eyes.
The aura of the person outside the door was not trivial, and it was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe. Neither of them dared to be too boastful and quietly stood up.
next moment.
A knock on the door sounded slowly.
"Boom, boom, boom."
The voice was very calm and regular. It sounded quite polite, and the person who came seemed to have no obvious hostility.
Yi Feng felt a little relieved and stepped forward to open the door.
Wait until the courtyard door opens.
Several people standing quietly outside the door all clasped their fists and saluted. They were all well-dressed and well-mannered people.
Especially the young man who was the first to do the ceremony was dressed in a very gorgeous embroidered robe, and his manners exuded a sense of nobility. The people behind him followed him respectfully, even if they were of good cultivation.
It was even more shocking when the man spoke.
"Master Yi, long time no see."
Hearing this, Yi Feng was stunned.
He lived in seclusion in this small mountain village for several years and never revealed his name to outsiders. Even the children in school who met every day only called him "Mr. Dumb".
This person is obviously very unfamiliar, but he seems to know him?
Yi Feng felt a little wary and tried to make a sound.
"Your Excellency is polite."
"I'm afraid you've got the wrong person. I'm not Daxia Yi, I'm just a villager named Dumb."
Hearing the sound, the opposing young man in Chinese attire smiled and clasped his fists respectfully again.
"Yi Daxia is joking, I have been paying attention to you for a long time."
"Back then, you founded the New Sword Sect and then wiped out the Xueyue Holy Land in one fell swoop. The talent and terrifying cultivation speed you displayed are still fresh in my memory!"
"Later, you entered the Void Sword Tomb, and the Sword Tomb then destroyed itself. You must have obtained the inherited divine sword and understood the way of the sword."
Hearing that the other party knew everything about him, Yi Feng became even more wary.
Even if what the other party said was correct, he would deny it on the spot.
"You really got the wrong person."
"I'm just a farmer. I don't know any holy places, and I haven't held any magic swords. I got seriously ill a few years ago, and I don't even remember what happened in the village."
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the young man in fine clothes smiled even more.
"Master Yi."
"We are always paying attention to you, and you can't hide it from us. As early as a few years ago, your cultivation level has been restored, and your memory must have been restored."
Hearing this, Yi Feng's heart sank.
The visitor actually knew him well and explained everything in great detail. Even if there was no hostility, it still made people feel very uncomfortable.
Think for a few breaths.
Yi Feng simply stopped covering up, stared at the visitor and asked questions.
"Who are you, Your Excellency?"
"I have decided to withdraw from the world. I have no grudges with you. I just want to live a peaceful life. Why do you bother me?"
The words just fell.
The young man's expression became sincere.
"Master Yi is serious."
"I am the prince of the Mingyue Dynasty, Luo Hetu. I didn't dare to disturb you at first. I just admire your talent and character, so I have paid attention to you for many years. But recently, I have no choice but to come to you for help. If you are rude,
I still hope Haihan will be here."
After he finished speaking, Luo Hetu led the crowd to perform a ceremony with an apology on his face.
After hearing that the visitor was actually the prince of the imperial dynasty, and that he did not hesitate to lower his status to treat others with courtesy, Yi Feng felt a little better. In the spirit of hospitality, he returned the gift and greeted him sideways.
"Your Excellency is polite. In that case, please come into the courtyard and have a chat first."
The two of them walked slowly into the small courtyard. Behind them were all the masters waiting outside the door. Both master and servant looked extremely polite.
Wait until you sit down at the stone table in the courtyard.
Miss Bai served a cup of tea, Luo Hetu stood up to thank her, and stopped to say hello after ordering.
Then, he looked at Yi Feng and slowly explained his intention.
"Master Yi."
"If I had no other choice, I wouldn't dare come here to bother you."
"To be honest, our Mingyue Dynasty and Dongling Dynasty have been enemies for generations, and their grievances have reached the point where it is difficult to resolve. Because of their equal strength, a delicate balance is maintained among the dozens of small affiliated countries."
"But in recent years, the Dongling Dynasty has recruited many masters one after another, which has gradually broken this balance. The friction between our two countries has become more and more frequent, and wars have continued. I am afraid that a full-scale war will break out soon!"
"When the war is triggered, it will surely affect dozens of countries in the surrounding area and cause tens of thousands of lives to be devastated!"
After hearing this, Miss Bai's expression became solemn.
Yi Feng also felt that the situation was serious and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
The struggle for power will never stop. The world is divided and reunited. Countries are constantly conquering. In the end, they only suffer the people. The throne forged by countless blood and tears is just a flick of the finger, and it is as short-lived as a dream.
Is all this really worth it?
To be fair, Yi Feng has no interest in the so-called fighting, nor does he care about the future of the world. He just wants to live a stable and simple life.
He never considered himself to be a great sage, he was just an ordinary person, at most a monk with some cultivation. As a human being, it is inevitable to have some selfishness.
Seeing that Yi Feng did not respond.
Luo Hetu's eyes showed eagerness and he continued to persuade.
"Master Yi."
"In the future, the war between the two countries will surely spread to tens of thousands of miles around. Countless lives will be destroyed, people will be displaced, thousands of miles of wilderness will be starved, and people will change their sons to eat..."
"Can you really stand by and watch such a tragic scene indifferently?"
"Furthermore, once this unprecedented war breaks out, not only our two dynasties will be plunged into a sea of blood, but nearby subordinate countries will also join the war. By then, the battlefield may span more than ten continents, and no one will be spared!
"
"In such a terrifying war, even monks like us, few people can protect themselves, let alone ordinary people?"
"As the saying goes, there are still eggs in the nest? Once a war breaks out, all living things will be involved, and the number of dead and injured people will be countless!"
"At that time, even this small mountain village will be devastated by the flames of war. Even if you and your wife are highly cultivated and can escape unscathed, how can the children, women and children in this village have a chance to survive?!"
At the end of his speech, Luo Hetu stood up, clasped his fists, knelt down and saluted!
"Master Yi!"
"For the sake of all the people in the world, please help me this time. In the future, I, Luohe Tu, will definitely repay this great kindness!"
Seeing the prince kneeling down to beg for help, both Yi Feng and Miss Bai's eyes trembled.
After taking a closer look, Luo Hetu's eyes were already red, and he no longer had the elegant demeanor of before, and his eagerness was palpable.
Suddenly, Yi Feng fell into a dilemma.
Even if the other party is suspected of moral kidnapping, what he said is absolutely true. If a dynasty war breaks out in the future, this small mountain village between the two countries will surely be reduced to scorched earth!
Children who used to laugh endlessly...
A village full of singing birds and fragrant flowers.
Everything will be destroyed by the fire of war!
The more he thought about it, the more entangled he became, and Yi Feng's selfishness began to waver.
at this time.
The faint laughter of children coming from the village was getting closer and closer, and a few naughty ghosts had even run to the door, looking inside curiously and asking questions.
"Mr. Dumb, are there still classes today?"
"Brother Dumb, what are you doing?"
"Who are these people?"
…
Looking at the innocent and curious eyes of the children outside the door, Yi Feng's heart suddenly trembled, and his hands unconsciously clenched.
Those subtle expressions and movements were all seen by Miss Bai, who had been listening quietly for a long time. She quietly stretched out her jade hand and gently placed it on Yi Feng's hand. Her tender eyes were full of firm encouragement.
Although not a single word has been uttered, it is worth a thousand words.
finally.
Yi Feng sighed softly, looked at Luo Hetu and nodded in response.