Boom!

With the first salute of the morning light, all kinds of fireworks rushed into the sky, dyeing the blue sky with countless patterns.

The salute continued.

The civilians of Shatuo Kingdom in the city were also happy, cleaned their houses, changed into neat and new clothes, and recited the true name of the great veil of dreams, and gathered in the streets and alleys.

Standing on the platform on the third floor, looking at Sha Tuoguo, who was as festive and joyful as the New Year, Xiang Yuan turned his head and asked Mu Li on the side: "Every time the Pope succeeds, will it be like this?"

Mu Li, who was also excited, heard Xiang Yuan's inquiry and replied: "Well, listen to my grandfather, when the Pope succeeded him, the whole city was boiling.

Everyone put on their best clothes and the most beautiful gestures to prepare for the succession of the new pope.

This is a once-in-a-century event, and many people may never encounter it once in their lifetime.

So everyone attaches great importance to it, you see, these elderly people with limited mobility are all carried out by their families. ”

Pointing to an old man who collapsed on the bench below, but was still carried out by his family, Murry was eager to join the team below at this moment, he was also a devout believer, so he naturally wanted to join in.

Of course, with the consent of the adult.

"If you want to go, go for it. Seeing the eagerness in Murry's eyes, Xiang Yuan shook his head with a smile and allowed the guide to participate in this national celebration.

After receiving the answer, Mu Li looked happy, bowed down and thanked Xiang Yuan, and walked quickly downstairs.

"It's getting late, and it's time for me to go. Seeing Mu Li leave happily, Xiang Yuan also turned around and returned to the room, ready to clean up, and went to the Zongyang District to participate in the succession ceremony of the Divine Son of Naye.

Picking up a set of clothes specially sent by Naya Shenzi on the bed, Xiang Yuan put down his pants and put on his shirt.

His pants are still the last time he encircled and suppressed the Pei family, and he specially asked for them from the Demon Mansion, which can prevent him from falling into an uncovered state after he transforms.

So he couldn't change his pants, so he had to make do with his shirt.

The style of this outfit is simple, somewhat similar to the shirt style of Xiang Yuan's previous life, except that it is slightly fatter, and it is not a straight vertical button, but a diagonal button from the shoulder to the waist.

After tying the mouth, Xiang Yuan looked down and felt that it was not bad.

After living in this world for so many years, although he has long been accustomed to life, he still misses the simple and convenient clothing style in his previous life.

Perhaps, if you have time, you can find a tailor and customize a few sets of ......

Thinking in his heart, Xiang Yuan returned to the platform and jumped into it, a terrifying body weighing a ton was like a light feather, avoiding the bustling crowds in the streets and alleys, and went straight towards the Zongyang District.

The center of the city, the center of gravity of the country!

In the Zongyang area, countless Genesis priests have changed into solemn priestly robes, and they are standing around the main halls with pious and solemn expressions on their faces.

Pure white building, bright red carpet.

In this day of the ceremony, which only appears once in more than a hundred years, it is the first time that another color has appeared in the pure white and flawless sect area.

A group of papal guards dressed in silver heavy armor walked with heavy and neat steps to the bright red carpet leading to the central temple, and the guards stood still, and the majestic momentum was awe-inspiring.

Countless civilians gathered outside the Zongyang area, and they vied with each other to look at it and look forward to it, as if they wanted to see the demeanor of the new pope for the first time, but no matter how yearning they were.

Without the obstruction of the escorts, they did not set foot in the Zongyang area, and strictly followed the established rules.

Outside the gate of Zongyang District, several gold and luxurious, on the cart drawn by the pack, a fat man sitting on a throne with gold edge on a red background, he was wearing a dark yellow golden sand cloak, the white scarf and shirt inside were particularly conspicuous against the background of the black vest, and the long black boots of the crimson cross pattern were wrapped along the knees, smiling and waving from time to time to greet the people below.

The fat man is the king of Shatuo Kingdom, King Tolu!

In the Shatuo Kingdom, the Creation Sect is in charge of the affairs of the entire country and controls the operation of the country.

And the so-called royal family is more of a symbolic existence.

It's like the constitutional monarchy practiced by some countries in Xiang Yuan's previous life.

This time, when the old pope leaves office and the new pope succeeds him, it is natural to invite King Toru, the national symbol, to witness the ceremony.

Behind the king's chariot was a long convoy of 100 meters, and these convoys were filled with members of the royal family, princes and princesses, as many as fifty or sixty people.

The royals sat in their chariots with false smiles on their faces, but there was a little impatience in the depths of their eyes.

They have been in the royal family since birth, they have no worries about food and clothing, and enjoy the wealth and glory that ordinary people can hardly achieve in their lifetime.

Under the abundant material conditions, the solidity of faith is far less than that of the common people.

The royal family's motorcade slowly crossed the street from the direction of the palace to the Zongyang district, and slowly drove onto the bright red carpet.

At the end of the bright red carpet, Naya Miko wore a white inner shirt similar to that given to Xiang Yuan, and a wide shoulder embroidered with white and gold lines on the outside, and stood there barefoot with a peaceful expression.

The succession ceremony for the new pope is divided into two parts.

The first is to accept the seal of the king of Shatuo, and from the perspective of the state, to recognize the legitimacy of the Pope first.

Then the old pope handed over the crown and scepter, which symbolized the status of the pope, to the new pope, and the transfer of power was completely completed.

Riding the chariot to the end of the bright red carpet, King Toru struggled to get off the frame with the support of two cronies and attendants.

With his feet on the ground, King Toru breathed a sigh of relief, he is over sixty years old this year, plus he eats hazel every day, and he doesn't have to worry about national affairs, his weight has almost reached the limit of health.

Now it's hard to even walk.

With the support of his attendants, King Toru walked with difficulty towards the son of Naya.

"Brother Naye, you still chose to take over the position of Pope. Coming to the Son of Naya, a smile appeared on King Toru's fat face.

Although he is the king of Shatuo Kingdom, in front of this great god who is about to take over the throne of the Pope, he is the younger brother in terms of age and status.

"Well, the state needs someone to preside over the direction of the faith. Nodding, Naya Miko's expression was calm.

Looking at the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy of Naye Shenzi with some envy, King Toru subconsciously glanced at his fat figure, and his eyes couldn't help but darken.

"I hope that the country will continue to be brilliant in your hands. Bowing his head slightly, he took a goose down cushion from the hand of the attendant on the side, and carefully carved a white-gold hairpin with the floating shape of the veil of dreams.

Picking up the platinum hairpin, King Toru carefully tied up his long hair for the Divine Son.

After doing all this, King Toru slowly stepped back, trying to straighten his waist, and his expression was solemn:

"Now, in the name of King Toru, under the witness of the great veil of dreams, I am officially crowned the Son of God Naye as the thirteenth Pope of Creation!"

"Naye is crowned, I am willing to dedicate all I have in my life to the great veil of weaving dreams, to the country, and to the people.

May the glory of weaving the veil of dreams always shine on you and me, and on this land forever!"

Bowing his head slightly, the Divine Son of Naya responded loudly to King Toru's crown.

The king's coronation ceremony ended, and King Toru slowly stepped aside.

The crowning of the king was only the beginning of the succession ceremony, and the real highlight was the transfer of authority between the old and new popes.

Behind him, the door of the temple roared open, and behind the huge relief gate, the pale sunlight shone down, and an old figure appeared in front of everyone with heavy steps......

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Chapter 175: Succession Ceremony (1)