Chapter 1052 Coronation Ceremony

Not long after, a misty fairy mountain high up.

Cuchu was originally a towering mountain with ethereal fairy charm and hazy white mist. It was a top-notch fairyland with white cranes flying back and forth and deer in the forest. It was a geomantic treasure.

During this period of time, Zhao Yin had already taken care of the Holy Land in an orderly manner. He built a high platform on the mountain here, called the "Holy Son Terrace", specifically for the coronation of the Holy Son.

Recently in the Holy Land, the Holy Son Competition is in full swing. There are two young talents who are very good and are competing fiercely. However, there is no need to compete now. The Holy Son has already decided.

"Ring the golden bell." Zhao Yin came to the stage and ordered Sikong Zhao.

Suddenly, a series of bells rang.

“Clang clang clang——!!”

“Clang clang clang——!!”

"..."

This is the bell for gathering in the Holy Land. Once the bell is heard, everyone must come here within three breaths to gather.

Of course, except those who perform tasks outside.

But there haven’t been many missions recently. Everyone in the Holy Land is at the center of the Holy Land.

After a while, all the disciples arrived one after another and met under the high platform. The sea of ​​people was as dense as ants on the ground.

Zhao Yin stood on a high place and said loudly: "After my careful consideration and many high-level meetings, it was decided to crown the Holy Son of Taixuan Dao Sect as the Holy Son of our Daoyi Holy Land. Now the coronation ceremony of the Holy Son has officially begun! "

"What!?"

The audience was in an uproar for a moment.

No one thought that the Holy Son Competition was in full swing, so how could an outsider suddenly appear?

But no one objected, because they all knew the strength of Saint Taixuan. There was indeed no one stronger than Saint Taixuan, and it was reasonable for him to be the Saint.

But the only bad thing is that it was too sudden. If I had known it earlier, there would have been no need for a Holy Son Competition.

"Chief Wang, are you willing to watch your position as the Holy Son be taken away?" Someone suddenly asked in surprise.

The Chief Wang said with a rather open-minded smile: "Well, that's wrong. It's not like you don't know the strength of Holy Son Taixuan. Although I am very strong, in front of others, I'm afraid I'm not even as good as an ant. And Holy Son The Lord’s move should be a gesture of goodwill to Taixuan Dao Sect to make the relationship between the two parties stronger against the Terminator.”

"So it turns out that Chief Wang has seen things through." The man suddenly realized.

But suddenly, a figure in black flew up to the high platform and said in a deep voice: "Holy Lord, I have something to say."

"Chief Zhang!" the man just now said in surprise.

Chief Wang smiled faintly and said, "Look, there are people who don't understand current affairs. I'm afraid they will be repaired."

On the stage, Zhao Yin frowned and looked at Chief Zhang coldly.

Sikong Zhao and others also frowned and stared at Chief Zhang.

If this person doesn't know how to lift, they don't mind giving him a slap to make him know the current situation.

Zhao Yin said in a deep voice: "Why, you don't agree?"

"No, no, no, it's not. Holy Lord, please listen to me. My admiration for Holy Son Taixuan is like the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers, flowing incessantly. It's even more like the overflowing mountain flowers and the fragrance spreading ten miles away. This is what I did in the black market of Mangdang Mountain a few months ago. The treasure I photographed, now that I am finally lucky enough to meet the Holy Son Taixuan, I want to use this as a gift to make friends..." Chief Zhang said with a smile, while taking out a golden long sword from his body.

For a moment, countless people below were stunned.

What's going on? I thought we were going to fight.

Zhao Yin looked at the son with joy, then took the long sword in his hand and said: "This thing is good, but Saint Taixuan is not short of this thing. He understands your kindness, so let's go down first."

"Yes, Holy Lord!" Chief Zhang went down happily.

Then, the coronation ceremony officially began.

Since Su Changge's time was limited, he secretly sent a message to Zhao Yin to hurry up. Zhao Yin did not dare to disobey, and kept everything simple in the coronation ceremony.

So within an hour, the coronation ceremony came to an end amidst joy and laughter.

Despite the laughter, Huang Gui and the group of people who were close to him all looked pale, as if they were mourning for their heirs.

They can already anticipate the days to come.

But no one paid attention to them at this time.

After the coronation ceremony, Su Changge stood on the high platform, his white clothes fluttering, and he glanced at the many disciples below. These are the new forces of the Holy Land.

He smiled heartily and said: "Brothers, if anything happens to you in the future, please come directly to me and I will help you out!"

The audience suddenly burst into cheers like a mountain.

"Thank you, Holy Son!"

"Thank you, Holy Son!"

"Thank you, Holy Son!"