[Chapter 66 A bit boring (one more)]
In the entire Principality of Shenxiu, no one would surpass Mo Yuan.
Can Xia Qingchen be dissatisfied?
“What are you satisfied with?” Xia Qingchen asked after returning to her senses.
Mo Yuan suppressed his temper and said with a smile, “Seeing that you don’t think about Shu, I thought you were dissatisfied with my God-given ceremony.”
“Oh, you said God-given ceremony.” Xia Qingchen’s expression was flat: “I can’t talk about dissatisfaction.”
Hearing what he said, Mo Yuan thought that Xia Qingchen would be soft.
Xia Qingchen continued: “I can only say, it’s a little too boring, I…our God King Wuchen, I shouldn’t read it.”
He once said that he hates it the most in his life. It’s red tape.
God’s gift right now, the process is lengthy!
If he wanders the world, he won’t read it at all, just sprinkle some gods on it and it will be fine.
What’s more, in the process of God bestowing, Mo Yuan didn’t know a single word of the most important prayer, “God’s Graceful Fu”.
For the divine gift held, only a few nearby low-level gods can be summoned.
After Mo Yuan heard this, he wanted to laugh and feel angry.
What he felt at the moment was that a homeless beggar pointed at his luxurious courtyard, saying that there was no beggar’s nest comfortable in the other courtyard.
There were also whispered discussions in the temple.
“Is Xia Qingchen inflated? He has become famous recently, so no one cares about it?”
“Indeed, Xia Qingchen is the only one who is not qualified to slander the heir of the Imperial Capital Temple!
” old high.
He finally invited Mo Yuan, and the other party took the initiative to preside over the ceremony.
Why is Xia Qingchen so ignorant, slandering people in person?
He must be too proud, he dares to say anything nonsense!
“Xia Qingchen, please be careful with your words and actions.” The town hall master warned him lightly.
Only Zhen Zhilan looked at Xia Qingchen’s side face, believing it inexplicably.
She remembered that night.
Xia Qingchen untied the old things of the God King Wuchen, made the heavens and the earth shift, and ordered the stars of the heavens to condense into the Eight-character Mountain Alliance.
And under the starlight, lonely and lonely, like the back of the ancient god king.
“Father, I think it’s better to refer to Xia Gongzi’s opinion. He has an extraordinary understanding of the God King Wuchen.” Zhen Zhilan said slowly.
The town hall master frowned.
He admitted that Xia Qingchen’s performance at the temple for the first time was amazing.
But God’s gift is more complicated and profound, how could it be denied by Xia Qingchen’s understatement of boredom?
“Palace Master, don’t be angry, we serve the God King Wuchen, we should be able to convince people, not by intimidation.” Mo Yuan looked at Xia Qingchen, and it seemed that there was a bit of drama hidden in his smiling eyes.
“Then as you can see, how should we hold the ceremony? Where are the shortcomings, please give me some pointers.” Mo Yuan asked with a smile.
But that question is not funny at all.
It was the army that directly took Xia Qingchen.
If he doesn’t speak out, he is embarrassing himself, and he will definitely be despised by others.
“Guide?” Xia Qingchen said truthfully: “Your ritual steps are all useless, what else do you give pointers on? Ignore them all.”
Mo Yuan laughed angrily.
Let Xia Qingchen give pointers, and in the end, let him omit all the steps?
What other ceremony is being held then?
“Brother Xia seems to have a profound opinion on the God-given ceremony, why don’t you show me how?” He was extremely angry in his heart.
He had never seen such a self-confident person in his life!
The town hall master’s face turned cold, and he waved his hand: “Young master Mo Yuan, don’t be angry because of him, we will continue with the ceremony…”
However, Mo Yuan had already fought with Xia Qingchen.
He stopped the words of the town hall master and forced a smile: “Live until you are old and learn, since Xia Qingchen has the ability to point the country, let him try it, let’s open our eyes.”
In desperation, The town hall master had to allow it.
He glared at Xia Qingchen extremely dissatisfied, and said, “Xia Qingchen, since Young Palace Master Mo Yuan said so, you should open our eyes.”
Xia Qingchen glanced at him and Mo Yuan . , they let him try, he will try?
However, when he noticed that his father, Xia Yuan, was among the believers, Xia Qingchen pondered for a while, and said, “Okay, I only use it once.”
Seeing that he really wanted to try, the corners of Mo Yuan’s mouth twitched!
No tears without seeing the coffin!
I can’t get off the stage later, let’s see what you do!
Zhen Zhilan and many believers were extremely dissatisfied.
What was Xia Qingchen messing around with at the God-given Conference?
Only Zhen Zhilan cast an expectant look.
Xia Qingchen came to the statue of Wuchen God King without taking any ritual props.
He just stretched out his arms, looked up at Wanli Xinghe, swallowed his inner strength, and shouted with great momentum.
“The heavens and the worlds, there are not enough gods, listen to my orders! Come!” The
town hall master and Mo Yuan were inviting the gods to come.
Xia Qingchen is an order!
The word “come”, rushed into the sky, and reached the vast starry sky.
This rudimentary ritual, with no respect for the gods, immediately angered everyone.
Is he hosting a gift from the gods, or is he angering the gods?
Just waiting for the town hall master to get angry and stop Xia Qingchen, an incredible scene appeared!
The statue of the dust-free god king is bright and brilliant, with a nine-colored halo appearing on the top of his head.
The statues have become grander and stronger than ever before.
At the same time, one after another chants from the nine heavens descended densely.
Accompanying it, one after another vague shadows of gods descended on the temple.
Among them, there are immortal style bones, crane hair and childish faces, ten-year-old children, and peerless beauties…
all kinds of gods, everything!
One, two, three…
In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of gods descended on the small temple at the same time, and they couldn’t squeeze it!
“Wan… all gods come together!”
Clap la la –
all the believers in the temple knelt down in shock.
Even Mo Yuan was frightened by such a shocking scene, and knelt down tremblingly.
Only Xia Qingchen looked up at the starry sky with her hands behind her back.
“Only the gods are willing to come?” Xia Qingchen’s eyes were full of loss.
Once, the gods he ruled were more than one million.
Today, only 10,000 gods are willing to obey the call and cast their shadows.
He was in a complicated mood and waved his arm like a lost king, scolding the last loyal minister.
“God bestows.”
Ten thousand gods scattered like the wind.
Only ten shadows remained.
The reason why the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety gods obeyed the call, but eventually dissipated.
There is only one reason!
All have fallen!
After Ningshuang Tianshen became the God King, he killed all the gods who were still loyal to the Wuchen God King!
Only the ten gods in front of them lingered and survived in the heaven and earth.
A great sadness enveloped Xia Qingchen’s heart.
He clenched his fists tightly, his heart surging with killing intent: “The blood debt needs to be repaid with blood! Ningshuang, you wait!!” The
gods dispersed, and everyone calmed down from their astonishment.
Before there was time to ask, the gift of God had already begun.
Ten divine shadows cast down a soft light and scatter on everyone.
The cultivation base in their bodies immediately skyrocketed.
[End of This Chapter]
