He chased the old man and took the scriptures, then turned around and said to Jiuzhen: "Master, six thousand years ago, the Celestial Empire changed drastically, the country was overthrown, Your Majesty died, the people were killed, and the whole country was tragic. The first generation of our sect leader was promoted at this time, ascended the throne and sat in the hall, and established the sect of the Gods, in order to one day reshape the orthodox and revived the Celestial Kingdom. Today, you should only think about this and not forget your mission. Do you know?"

Jiuzhen was so passionate about hearing that he was very excited. Unexpectedly, the Ten Thousand Gods Cult had such a glorious period and such a lofty mission. He didn't care what kind of dynasty the dynasty was, and replied loudly: "I know, I should remember it, and I will never forget it."

He chased the old man and turned around and said to His Highness and others: "The mission of the Gods is the only meaning of the existence of the Gods. If the leader of the Gods one day violates this mission, everyone in the Gods will be punished, can you tell me?"

His Highness shouted loudly, "We will remember it."

The old man chased the hard and nodded, turned around again, handed over the Sutra of the Ten Thousand Gods and Inaction to Jiuzhen, and then he arranged his fingers side by side and pointed at Jiuzhen's forehead and eyebrows.

At this moment, Jiuzhen seemed to merge with the consciousness of the old man Kuzhu, and the memory of the old man Kuzhu flashed through his mind.

When Jiuzhen saw that when he was born a thousand years ago, the contemporary leader of the Ten Thousand Gods Cult and a group of senior officials came to congratulate him, and looked at the look of high hopes for the Ten Thousand Gods Chasing the Elders.

Jiuzhen also saw the old man chasing the old man studying the scriptures in the Church of the Gods, reading them day by day, and not leaving the Church for three hundred years. Every book, every passage, and every word I have read is vivid in my mind.

Jiuzhen saw the old man who chased him out of the Holy See for the first time and came to the secular world. He was cheated by an unscrupulous hawker and ended up sleeping on the streets. Finally, he was met by a swordsman, and the two of them drank and talked happily.

Jiuzhen also saw the old man chasing him to teach his disciples, cultivate them carefully, and support his disciples to become leaders.

However, the leader was fine at the beginning. Later, after two hundred years, the leader began to become addicted to women and was indifferent to the Gods Sect. He pursued the old man with a heartache and was heartbroken under the lights.

Jiuzhen saw the old man Kuchai for the first time seeing his fifth aunt, and he was happy and radiant, hoping to cultivate him into the next leader of the Gods Sect.

However, the fifth aunt finally left the Gods Cult, and pursued the old man secretly and was sad,

The scene in Jiuzhen's mind did not stop until the moment he ascended the throne. Jiuzhen opened her eyes and looked at the old man who chased her hard.

At this moment, Jiuzhen seemed to empathize with the old man who pursued him more, as if he was him, he was himself, and his sadness and sadness towards him seemed to be personally experienced.

This feeling is really wonderful. At this moment, Jiuzhen couldn't even tell whether he was Zhang Jiuzhen or chasing the old man, because Jiuzhen now actually has all the memories of chasing the old man!

The old man who chased his fingers back and said to Jiuzhen: "Master, I have passed on all my memories of my life to you. These memories are the greatest support and help for your future cultivation. They can help you avoid many detours. I hope you can cherish them and bow to death for the orthodox revival of the Celestial Empire in the future."

Jiu nodded sincerely and said, "Please rest assured by the Supreme Master. I understand your hard work and the hard work of the leaders of the past dynasties and colleagues in the teachings. I will not let you down."

He smiled with relief after chasing the old man, smiling without hesitation and comfortably.

Then, after chasing the old man, waving his hand, sixteen beautiful and charming women stepped forward and led Jiuzhen to the inner room of the side hall to change his clothes for Jiuzhen.

"Two ladies, I can do this for changing clothes myself."

Two women came forward to take the initiative to unzip Jiuzhen's clothes and change them to new clothes, but Jiuzhen was embarrassed and refused politely.

However, this is not something that Jiuzhen can refuse. One person said, "Master, serving you to change clothes and take care of your daily life is our duty and the meaning of our existence. If you refuse and do not need us, it will be the greatest denial of us."

Jiuzhen didn't know how to answer her, so she stopped refusing and opened her hands to let them change their clothes for themselves.

Sixteen women took turns to take off one old clothes after another for Jiuzhen, put on one new clothes after another for Jiuzhen, and wear one accessories after another for Jiuzhen. It was not until Jiuzhen's hair was carefully combed and a crown was put on.

If it were ordinary people, they would definitely enjoy the joy of being served during this period. If it were Bao Yang, they would be very happy to fly to the sky.

But Jiuzhen felt awkward, because Jiuzhen had never been served like this since she was a child, and it was normal for him to be unacceptable.

However, although Jiuzhen was not used to it, when he realized how complicated it was to change clothes, he was left with only happiness.

Jiu Zhenxin said that they were there to help with the wear. If he asked himself to change it, he would be afraid that it would take three days and three nights and would not know how to wear it.

When Jiuzhen appeared in front of everyone again, he saw Jiuzhen wearing a black and gold-striped crown on his head, and five strings of crowns were hung on the front and back of the crowns. Each string of crowns had nine white jade beads, which were extremely solemn.

Looking at my body, I was wearing a black robe and brocade, with flying dragons embroidered on it. The flying dragon was powerful without anger, but unfortunately I had no claws, otherwise it would be even more majestic.

He was surrounded by a white transparent belt, with exquisite white jade hanging on it, and long dragon-skin boots on his feet. He was extremely majestic and solemn. Even compared with the Emperor Duan Baorong of Qi, he was even better than that of Emperor Duan Baorong.

The fifth aunt saw that Jiu Zhen was so majestic, as if she was the emperor’s supreme, and she was excited and her tears were shining.

At this time, the top leaders of His Highness's Gods Cult also changed their clothes, no longer ragged, and had a dirty face. They were all dressed in gorgeous clothes, mainly black, clean and tidy, holding white jade plates in their hands, with a solemn expression and no smile.

The old man chasing the chasing old man shouted: "The leader sat in the hall, everyone was kneeling."

Hulala, the two hundred and fifty-four senior officials of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect all knelt on the ground. Regardless of their cultivation level, you are the supreme magical powers of the Seven Gods Realm. At this time, you are also a subordinate of His Highness Jiuzhen.

Everyone knelt on the ground and shouted, "I pay homage to the leader, Master Sheng'an."

Jiuzhen was no longer under the control of the old man who pursued the trouble, and his body had regained freedom.

Jiuzhen sat on the white jade throne, holding her hands in vain. Just as she was about to speak, golden fonts appeared in front of her, which read: "You are exempt from courtesy."

Jiu Zhen smashed it, smashed it, and remembered his aunt's previous explanation, saying that his biggest task today was to be a puppet, so Jiu Zhen knew that this was what he should say, and he had to follow the above and not disobey it.
Chapter completed!