So Jiuzhen said, "No need to be polite, everyone should get up."

However, what is strange is that Jiuzhen said "No need to be polite, everyone should get up", but the sound that came out was "Everyone is exempted from rituals."

Jiuzhen was surprised and looked at the old man who chased him beside her.

The old man chased the throne and said to Jiuzhen with his thoughts: "Master, today is the throne ceremony. Every word, every sentence, and every detail has been compiled by the sages of the sects of the past and cannot be changed.

If the leader feels that something is wrong, he can change it in the future. Next time the next leader ascends the throne, he can do it as you wish."

Jiuzhen laughed silently and said that if he had made a correction, he would not have enough to use it. He had to leave it to the next leader for his use, and he would have to enjoy the happiness.

But this is also impossible, Jiuzhen can only accept it.

After everyone stood up, Jiuzhen wanted to speak again, and rows of golden fonts appeared in front of her.

Yes, this is ready again, and I still have to recite it accordingly.

Jiuzhen muttered, "Even if this was arranged in advance, do you need to ask for my consent?"

Jiu Zhen complained, and turned into a majestic call, "The Gods' religion is above the destiny, and the people's hearts are born through the fortune, the righteous path of the people's hearts, the law is the rule of the law, and the law is formed in one line,,,"

A series of summons echoed in the hall, then floated out of the hall, floating around the entire palace complex of the Gods Cult. Hundreds of thousands of the Gods Cult members listened in great devout devotion, each of them was extremely solemn.

Being lucky enough to experience the throne ceremony of the leader is actually a rare thing for every person in the Gods Cult.

Because for most people, even if they are in the seven-god realm, they may not catch up with the last time in their lifetime, let alone a practitioner with a low level.

After the summoning, he chased the old man to face Jiuzhen, bent down, hunched his back, stretched out his right arm, asked Jiuzhen to help him, walked down the palace, and began to inspect the palace group of the Ten Thousand Gods Cult to show the change of the lord and the change of territory.

The entire throne ceremony lasted for three full days.

During these three days, Jiu Zhen changed clothes one after another and participated in ceremonies one after another.

During these rituals, Jiu Zhen established his status and status as the leader of the Gods, giving people a feeling of immense majesty.

But only everyone knows the affairs of each family. When outsiders look at Jiu Zhen, they are naturally extremely noble and majestic. However, Jiu Zhen only felt two words, which is frustrating.

Yes, I was frustrated and was used as a puppet for three days. Who doesn’t feel frustrated?

,,,,,,,

In Qi State, the imperial palace, and the imperial study room, Emperor Duan Baorong was summoning Wen Xin and asking about the matter. In the entire study room, only the two of them were present, which showed the secret.

Duan Baorong frowned and said, "The Wanmo Sect has selected a new leader. I am afraid that they will come out to cause trouble again in the future. With the current military strength of our Qi Kingdom, can we resist?"

"No, I can't stop it."

Wen Xin closed his eyes and sat on the chair, looking like an old god. He didn't feel that he was meeting the emperor now, as if he was talking to an ordinary person, and there was no sign of restraint or uneasiness at all.

Duan Baorong seemed to have been used to it for a long time. From this we can see that Wen Xin always saw the emperor.

Duan Baorong was surprised and said in surprise: "The Ten Thousand Demon Sects are scattered all over the Yanggu Continent. I have worked hard to train the tens of millions of states in Qi State, with many soldiers and a wide range of generals. Can't we compete with the Ten Thousand Demon Sects?"

Wen Xin opened his eyes and turned to look at Duan Baorong. His eyes seemed to penetrate Duan Baorong's heart, as sharp as a sword.

Wen Xin said: "For thousands of years, Qi State has been no match for the Ten Thousand Gods Cult, and it is still not. Is the emperor surprised this?"

"this,,,"

Duan Baorong was speechless and didn't know how to answer.

Wen Xin said again: "Qi seems to have many soldiers and generals, but most of the troops are in the hands of the governor of the state. They respect you as the emperor, and you are the emperor. They do not respect you as the emperor, and you are just a seal. This has been like this for thousands of years. Did the emperor discover it today?"

Duan Baorong's face turned into a pig's liver. He wanted to say it but didn't know what to say. He wanted to get angry, but he didn't know if he could.

Since the death of Ke Xinmo, the previous leader of the Wanmo Sect, the Wanmo Sect, has stopped visiting the world and looks far away from the mortal world.

Like the Wanmo Sect, there are Taoism and Tianquan Sect. They also close the mountains and doors without asking about things outside the window.

The Wanmo Sect, Taoism, and Tianquan Sect are among the top five sects in the Yanggu Continent, and their mountain gates are all within the territory of Qi. They do not care about worldly affairs at the same time, which naturally highlights the importance and authority of the Qi court.

It is precisely because of this that Duan Baorong's feeling of being arrogant and strong in his nourishing life, as if he was the only one. The only thing that made him a little afraid was Wen Xin.

But at this moment, his feeling of being arrogant and above collapsed, making him feel that decades of hard work were useless.

The opponent he used to be afraid of is still afraid. He could not resist before, but now he still cannot resist, which makes it difficult for him to accept.

"Bang."

The more Duan Baorong thought about it, the more frustrated he became, and the more angry he became. Finally, he couldn't help but slapped the table suddenly, and the teacup on it was pounding.

Duan Baorong said angrily: "I worked hard and dare not say that I could crush the Wanmo Sect. I would fight against it head-on. What's wrong with it? Teacher Wen Xin, you are too proud of Wanmo Sect."

Wen Xin looked at Duan Baorong meaningfully. Wen Xin didn't say anything, but finally just stood up and turned around and walked out.

Duan Baorong was angry and ordered to the eunuch outside: "Transfer to the Grand Master."

"Yes, the emperor."

Soon, the Grand Tutor of Qi State Zhang Baozhen came.

After kneeling down and saluting, Zhang Baozhen was about to sit down, Duan Baorong asked directly: "Taoshi, I believe you know about the ascension of the leader of the Wanmo Sect. Tell me, what do you think?"

Zhang Baozhen was a little surprised. He didn't expect that he would ask him this question directly. Didn't such a big deal discuss with Wen Xin? Why did he ask me?

But he didn't dare not answer, he didn't have the confidence of Wen Xin.

Zhang Baozhen thought for a while and replied: "Your Majesty, the Wanmo Cult has been established for six thousand years, with a deep foundation and a huge power. Now that they have selected a new leader, we will take a look at the behavior of the Wanmo Cult in the future. If their style of conduct is in line with the wishes of our country, then it would be best."

"What if it doesn't suit our Qi State?"
Chapter completed!