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In fact, as early as half a month ago, the entire Taixuan Holy Land had already become lively.

Many guests from nearby holy places and giant forces have already arrived in the Taixuan Holy Land.

Because Feilai Peak is the core area of ​​the Taixuan Holy Land, it is still as sparsely populated as ever, so Senior Brother Chu Xuan and Sister Chu Xuan are not very aware of this.

Those who can be arranged to stay by the Taixuan Holy Land naturally cannot be unknown small forces.

At least, they are also large forces with several Holy Kings in charge.

As for other small forces that came to watch the ceremony, they stayed in Taixuan City not far away.

Therefore, the sky of Taixuan City has been very lively these days.

What kind of dragons pull carriages, various flying boats and shuttles, and various kinds of divine mounts that emerge in an endless stream.

There are countless, and it is very spectacular for a while.

From time to time, strong people show a terrifying aura that can destroy the world in order to cut in line.

Countless people are terrified.

But during this period, Taixuan City was unexpectedly peaceful.

Because everyone was waiting for the moment when the ceremony began.

Especially, in Taixuan Holy Land, there was a young man from the Jiang family.

"Haha, I want to see how the Holy Son of the Holy Land would react when he was pressed to the ground and humiliated just after being canonized."

Jiang Wuchen held a wine glass in his hand and looked into the depths of Taixuan Holy Land.

"Haha, Mr. Lu, you can't stop the master!"

"I will let you know that your so-called disciples are nothing in front of the master!"

As he spoke, an ominous breath emerged from the deepest part of Jiang Wuchen's eyes.

Then it disappeared again, as if it had never appeared.

In the long night, the moon seemed to be a little tired and quietly withdrew its light.

Between heaven and earth, it became gloomy.

Until, a big sun broke at dawn in the east, carrying purple air thousands of miles eastward, sweeping away the darkness of the world.

Ding! ——

Ding! ——

……

Eight heavy and melodious bell sounds rang out from the depths of Taixuan Holy Land and spread throughout the holy land.

However, the bell sounds did not stop there, but continued to drift outside the holy land.

Taixuan City, Taixuan Province,...

Finally, the bell sounds echoed throughout the entire Taixuan Dao Realm!

The bell sounds seemed to contain some kind of great power. Although they spread far, they were not noisy.

On the contrary, they made people feel clear-headed and enlightened.

"It's started, it's started, the canonization ceremony of the Holy Son of Taixuan Holy Land has begun!"

"After more than a hundred years, has Taixuan Holy Land finally had another Holy Son?"

"I remember that the last Holy Son of Taixuan Holy Land died before he was sixty, how many days can this Holy Son live?"

"Shh! Be careful! Taixuan Holy Land dares to appoint a Holy Son again, so there must be a way!"

"Moreover, this time Taixuan Holy Land rang the Taixuan Bell eight times, which means that the Holy Son's status is extremely high, probably second only to the Holy Lord!"

"Yes, generally the Holy Land canonizes the Holy Son with six rings, and eight rings represent the highest level of the Holy Son ceremony!"

"It seems that Taixuan Holy Land attaches great importance to this Holy Son!"

"It's a pity that we are of low status and cannot go in to see his style!"

In Taixuan City, countless people looked at the water curtain in the sky and whispered.

For such an important event as the canonization ceremony of the Holy Son, Taixuan Holy Land will naturally project it in Taixuan City.

This is also a means of showing strength.

The situation in Taixuan Holy Land was also not peaceful.

"Eight rings? Is Li Changqing crazy? He hastily decided to make Chu Xuan the next Holy Lord?"

"How confident is Taixuan Holy Land in this man?"

"I heard that this handsome man named Chu Xuan is a banished immortal. Is it true or not?"

"Hehe, is he Lu Wu's direct disciple? I hope I won't be disappointed!"

The last sentence was said by Jiang Wuchen.

Beside him, several elders of the Jiang family stood respectfully.

"Wuchen, you should be honest this time. Taixuan Holy Land is not a soft persimmon."

One of the oldest elders spoke, with a preference in his eyes.

He was the leader of the Jiang family who came to watch the ceremony this time, and also Jiang Wuchen's protector.

Jiang Wuchen just hummed softly when he heard it, and then looked away, in the direction of the canonization ceremony of the Holy Son.

The leaders of the major forces also warned their disciples at the same time.

Because they could feel the terrifying aura deep in the Taixuan Holy Land.

There were several vague figures, one of which was holding a long sword.

The long sword was filled with a terrifying aura of death!

Will die! Definitely will die!

As the top leaders of the major forces, they were not unfamiliar with this aura.

So, the first time they saw that person,As soon as they saw it, they knew what it represented.

The ancestor at the peak of the Holy King! The complete Jidao Emperor Soldier!

After recognizing the ancestor of the Holy King and the Jidao Emperor Soldier, the leaders of the major forces were dumbfounded.

No, is it that serious?

Isn't it just to canonize a Holy Son? Why does it feel like he is more important than your Holy Lord!

Apart from anything else, can Li Changqing invite the Jidao Emperor Soldier so casually?

When he succeeded to the throne of the Holy Lord, he didn't even make a scene, right?

Suddenly, all the leaders of the major forces who came to watch the ceremony felt a chill on their necks.

It was a lie that Taixuan Holy Land would not canonize the Holy Son. The real purpose was to kill them all, right?

Wouldn't the complete Jidao Emperor Soldier suddenly come to them?

This idea used to be very far-fetched, after all, Taixuan Holy Land didn't have the confidence.

But now the situation is different. Taixuan Holy Land has produced a very perverted Lu Wu, the recognized strongest man in the world.

Even if Taixuan Holy Land did such a thing now, the forces behind them could only accept it with a pinch of the nose.

Especially, the Jiang family's team.

The two old men looked at each other.

Everything is self-evident.

Will they win?

Will die!

The two were already praying secretly, hoping that their young master would not mess around.

"Everyone, please follow me."

An elder walked in front of the crowd and led all the guests to the square where the ceremony was held.

The square was extremely luxurious, with countless divine islands suspended on both sides as seats for major forces.

On the divine islands, there were all kinds of food and divine wine, and the clouds were shining, like a fairyland.

Reading the accompanying gifts, the opening of the ceremony, the canonization of the son of God, the canonization of the saint...

Everything in the ceremony went according to plan and in an orderly manner.

Especially the moment when Chu Xuan appeared, it was even more amazing.

In the sky, colorful divine clouds intertwined, phoenixes flew and danced, and the sun and the moon shone together.

The spring breeze passed through the jade steps, the bright moon rose to the golden palm, and the sun shone on the jade tiger.

On the ground, golden lotus flowers bloomed, which made people dazzled.

It can only be said that this kind of high-level scene, Taixuan Holy Land has something in it.

Finally, a man with a tall and straight figure like a pine tree walked out.

The man had an extraordinary handsome face, sword eyebrows flying into the temples, and under the ink-like eyebrows, there was a pair of deep and bright eyes. When talking and laughing, it seemed that thousands of bright stars were flowing in them.

His black hair was casually tied up, his thin lips were slightly raised, with a faint smile, which directly made countless female cultivators who came to watch the ceremony fall into madness.

Especially that temperament, independent and detached from the world, floating and peerless, at first glance, he didn't look like a human guest.

But an immortal who strayed into the mortal world!

That temperament directly made the Holy Lord Li Changqing beside Chu Xuan pale in comparison.

For a time, countless people took it for granted that Chu Xuan was the master of Taixuan Holy Land!