“Have you not found the Saint?”

In the resident arranged by Zhenwu Mountain for the Shintoism group, Luo Ling's maid frowned, and the enthronement celebration was about to officially begin, but the saint has never come back since he left at the beginning of the month.

This happened before, but news comes every time, and there has never been a disappearance like now.

The Saint Guard's face was also very ugly. This is the hinterland of Zhenwu Mountain. Many of their people cannot enter. The most important thing is that it is not sure whether the Saint is really missing. If it is just temporarily delayed by something and has not had time to send the message out, it will be very troublesome to release the news.

"Or it would be better to communicate with the elders of Zhenwu Mountain and let them open their investigation authority. Otherwise, during the celebration, there will be a mixture of fish and dragons and it will be too chaotic, and it will be difficult for us to take action."

The maid bit her lip and decided to do a two-pronged approach.

"I will then go to find the elders of Zhenwu Mountain. You can send someone back to Zilin City to present the news to the Holy Mother. If the saint has not been found at the beginning of the celebration, I will pretend to be the saint. In short, stabilize the situation first!"

The guard nodded and was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something and said hesitantly: "Will the saint lose contact be related to the new elder of the prison hall, the real person of the Hall of Saint? The saint said before that he would attack him at this celebration to prepare us. Now that the saint is not here, this matter will inevitably be stopped. The biggest beneficiary is the real person of the Hall of Saint!"

The maid nodded and said, "The logic is correct, but you and I know that the Saint is not an ordinary person. She is superb and even better than the old first-class strongman. These elders of Zhenwu Mountain may not be the opponent of the Saint, and it will definitely be quite good once they make moves. But these days, Zhenwu Mountain has been calm. I think, except for the master taking action personally, the Saint would not be able to be taken silently."

After hearing this, the Guard agreed. It’s not that they looked down on Zhenwu Mountain. The strength of the Saint has been verified countless times. Others may not know it, but as people around the Saint, they have seen the Saint’s terrifying strength, and they even have no doubt that she is the first person under the Grandmaster!

This is also the reason why they are still uncertain whether the Saint is missing, but due to the responsibility of guards, they must take action.

Notifying the Holy Mother of Cold Light is the safest way. Even if you are punished afterwards, it is better than doing nothing.

Of course, in their hearts, they all hope that the saint lost contact this time was just a brief accident.

However, as time passed, until the celebration and enthronement ceremony began, the saint was still missing!

Due to the large number of people watching the ceremony, the place for the enthronement ceremony was chosen on the Yanwu Square, where a 33-meter-high platform was built out of thin air. Because the master of the enthronement had passed away, the ceremony was co-chaired by eight inheritance elders.

On the high platform, incense burners, sacrifices, and ancient talismans are placed according to ancient rituals, as a medium for communicating the world.

After a while, after the first cleaning ceremony, the enclosure process officially began!

The eight elders of the inheritance were all wearing yellow chariots and tall crowns, and recited the simplicity of elegant words to worship the world. As they pronounced the poems, an inexplicable atmosphere spread on the scene, and a huge and solemn phantom gradually condensed behind each person.

The phantom is either a hundred-foot cloud dragon, a white tiger with wings, a black bird with fire and a giant turtle with coiled snakes. All of the images are solemn and exudes a strong deterrent power.

"It's the courage!"

Someone recognized these phantoms and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

The lower third grade is the skin and flesh, the middle third grade is the bone and blood, and the upper third grade is the energy and courage!

This so-called spirit is the ultimate image condensed by a warrior's understanding of his own martial arts combined with his qi and blood and internal strength. It can be said that every top-third-grade warrior who condenses his complete spirit is an absolute strong man!

However, in the first third-level stage, this spirit is actually not very useful, it is more symbolic. At most, when facing the enemy, it is more amazing, which may scare some minions. Only in the master stage can the spirit be truly useful.

But in this occasion, the appearance of courage and the atmosphere complement each other, making the ceremony more solemn and majestic!

However, this will also put more pressure on the enthronement!

Just as everyone was watching, Fang Nuo, wearing a thick black Taoist robe, appeared outside the square. Although he looked young, he looked solemn and decent, and his every move revealed his masterly style.

"The heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, and all things are born. The sun and the moon are shining among the stars. Today, we witness the virtue of morality, the heart of purity, and the intention of Zhenwu. We promised to practice hard in my Zhenwu Mountain for years and years, accumulate merits, and the profound Taoism, and admired by our fellow practitioners..."

In the lyrics that were gradually rising, lotus flowers suddenly grew under Fang Nuo's feet, one step, two steps, lotus was born step by step, and he carried him gradually toward the thirty-three-foot platform!

At the same time, behind him, a cluster of golden winds gathered, forming a constantly changing translucent phantom. The shape sometimes looks like a dragon, sometimes a tiger, sometimes a phoenix, sometimes a turtle. In a blink of an eye, it changed all forms, as if it included all things in the world!

"Now, I, Bai Feng (Xuanshui, Guangji...) True Man, in the name of heaven and earth, I will grant the honorary title of fellow Taoist Fang Nuo [Wansheng Zhenren] to show his profound cultivation and noble virtues. I hope he will be proud of this title, take this identity as a responsibility, devote himself to practicing, give full play to good deeds, uphold morality, and benefit all living beings..."

When Fang Nuo stepped onto the platform, the changing spirit behind him finally completely condensed, and it turned into a round and dazzling white sun with golden light!

The sun rose into the sky, shining brightly, as if it was to compete with the real sun!

This magical scene shocked the people present to watch the ceremony, and many believers even began to shout:

"Praise the Immortal Heavenly Lord!!!"

And with their voices, Fang Nuo sensed a very familiar force trying to pour into his body, but because it was too weak, it would be impossible for others to notice. This force is nothing else, but the power of faith!

When Fang None first came to this world, he was a little surprised. It seems that this world has faith, but why do you hardly feel the existence of the gods? Have they existed and where have they been?

And now, he seemed to be able to get some answers. These weak powers of faith were washed away by his huge blood and turned into fragments and dissipated in the air!

The strong personal will contained in the blood of the sky is simply incompatible with the beliefs of sentient beings in the power of faith!

"Maybe there were gods in the past, but they were eventually slaughtered by the rising warriors. In the end, the remaining faith gradually evolved into a means to gather power..."

Some thoughts flashed through his mind, but Fang Nuo suddenly had a plan. He was originally planning to promote the Dragon Cultivation Sutra to the people who were watching the ceremony after the ceremony, but now, a better opportunity is placed in front of him!

Just imagine, is a sect warrior who has already had martial arts and has become a master of humans who has the motivation to practice the Dragon Raising Sutra, or is a civilian who has no power to bind a chicken to practice?

The former monopolizes the resources and ways to become warriors. If civilians want to change their destiny, they must accept various rules of the sect. Even if they are as powerful as Zhenwu Mountain, there are all kinds of indescribable oppression in them, let alone those ordinary sects?

And compared with warriors, these vast civilians occupy the majority of the world's population!

When Fang Nuo thought of this, the spirit of the sun behind him suddenly shone brightly, emitting a golden light like a substance. The light turned into shavings of light in the sky, and fell on everyone. Some powerful warriors frowned slightly, shaking them away, but the believers happily welcomed the blessing in their eyes!

Every believer who incorporates light chips feels refreshed, as if his whole body has relaxed a lot. They are more convinced that this real person of Halloween has blessed them!

"Praise the real person of All Saints!"

I don't know who shouted this, but gradually unified the chaotic sound and turned it into a prayer of tsunami:

"Praise the real person of Halloween!!!"

Fang Nuo deliberately controlled his blood and put the power of faith in a little bit. He skillfully established a connection with these believers, and then left a message interface in the believers' souls, and temporarily set up a regular sending of witchcraft, and the thing sent was the Dragon Raising Sutra!

"I don't expect one of them to sprout after thousands of seeds. I just need all sentient beings to know that they have another choice!"

——The choice to another abyss...is also a choice!

Looking at the fanatical believers in the high platform, the eight inheritance elders frowned slightly, but they did not intend to do anything. Although they did not like this newly promoted Wansheng Real Person, he wanted to have strength and inheritance. Now he had the hope of others. No matter what, he was his own person, and there was no need to undermine the situation now.

Even Bai Feng Zhenren, who doesn't like Fang Nuo the most, thinks so.

Fang Nuo completed the enthronement ceremony in this way with the tsunami praises of the believers.

He took the enthronement document and turned to the high platform, and announced loudly:

"I am a real person of all saints!"

The sects who watched the ceremony in the audience reacted differently, and the representatives of the other four holy places were somewhat subtle, among which the Jiquan School was the most irritable. A burly and strong shirtless muscular man even muttered:

"Showing up like a coquettish person, it turns out that it's not a good person!"

He looked left and right, scratching his head and ears, as if he was looking for something. Finally, he saw the Shinto position, but to his disappointment, the saint sitting upright in the middle of the team seemed to have no intention of attacking.

"What's going on? The plan has changed? Why are there no notifications at all?"

The muscular man scratched his bald head, he didn't understand it very much, but it didn't matter, he would take action!

The man suddenly stood up, jumped to the platform in the sight of watching the excitement in the surrounding holy places, and shouted:
Chapter completed!