Without further ado, the ceremony of asking the heavens began to be prepared as soon as possible.

Communicating with the heavens with a mortal body should theoretically be the last choice of the temple when dealing with things, and the execution of asking the heavens means that the problem cannot be solved by the power of mortals alone, which is a manifestation of self-admitting incompetence. At the same time, the ritual is as difficult as reaching the sky, according to the Cangtian Temple, the preparation work will last at least half a year, and the various rare materials required are countless.

However, this is simply a false proposition, if the situation is really urgent and the Cangtian Temple can't handle it anyway, how can it take a whole half a year to prepare for the ceremony?

"In fact, the entire ceremony only needs the self-sacrifice of a monk above the Shen Tian level, and the arrangement of those formations has no practical significance, but artificially inflated the cost of communicating with Cangtian to prevent others from communicating with Cangtian at will."

In the basement of the manor, Wang Lu made a judgment in a conclusive manner while looking through the canonical texts of the Cangtian Temple on the spot.

Anyone could see the perfunctory nature of this, but King Pingxi nodded seriously: "That's true, when I first joined the Cangtian Temple, I also studied the knowledge in the classics. The ritual of asking the heavens has been modified several times in the past hundred years, and each time it has become more cumbersome and expensive, I initially only thought that the belief of the Cangtian Temple has become more and more respectful and pious, and the heavens have become more and more solemn, but now it seems that it is probably really to artificially block the contact between the heavens and the mortal world. Hmph, even if I sacrifice myself this time, I will still receive the true will of the heavens. ”

Wang Lu smiled and said nothing.

The so-called cangtian temple deceived the upper and lower levels, purely the result of his on-the-spot performance, I believe that with the eyes of King Pingxi, it will not be impossible to see it at all, but at this time, she seems to be convinced, and puts on a martyr's posture.

Of course, her belief in the sky is far less pious than martyrdom, it is nothing more than acting, but now there are only her henchmen, Wang Wu and Wang Lu in the manor, who is this play for? It's really political and character acting has become instinctive.

However, it doesn't matter whether the play is good or not, as long as she can play her role.

Late that night, after some hard work, King Pingxi said with sweat on his face.

"All the preparations for the ceremony have been completed."

At this point, the king of Pingxi Tong Guò single-handedly completed the preparatory ceremony recorded in the canon in half a day, which required the joint efforts of hundreds of monks above the Jindan level for more than half a year to complete, but ironically, in fact, the content of her efforts was to adjust her immortal heart and make it truly religious, so that she could move the heavens with self-sacrifice.

With the strength of her god transformation peak, it takes half a day of hard work to make herself a little religious, which is indeed full of irony.

After the preparations of King Pingxi were completed, Wang Wu and Wang Lu simply stayed in her manor, because the re-election ceremony was tomorrow, and they decided to disguise themselves as the entourage of King Pingxi and enter the venue directly.

The second half of the night in the manor was long and dreary, and except for the occasional explanation of the precautions before entering the venue with the two of them, no one present was willing to say a word of nonsense.

Although the two sides have formed a highly close relationship in nature, there is neither trust nor goodwill, so this awkward atmosphere continues until dawn.

"Alright, let's go."

With the words of King Pingxi, the group officially set off.

In the process of entering Cangtian City from the manor outside the city, there were a few twists and turns-because theoretically, the day before the re-election ceremony, all the high-ranking monks should have gathered in the city, and the king of Pingxi spent the night in the private manor outside the city, which could easily cause unnecessary trouble in public opinion. And when the group entered the ceremony venue, they also encountered difficulties.

The gatekeeper actually stopped King Pingxi on the grounds that the time for admission had passed.

Of course, this is a joke, although the theoretically stipulated admission time has indeed passed, but the protagonists of the election ceremony are seven Shen Tian, and now Shen Tian is stopped from the field, isn't this a joke? What's more, who knows that the so-called rules of the Cangtian Temple will never be applied to high-level monks, even a salty heaven level like Wuyue can unscrupulously open a harem in the moon capital, let alone a Shen Tian's lateness?

Therefore, when King Pingxi saw this scene, his face also sank. Some people seem to be really planning to live and die at this ceremony, and they don't intend to give themselves the slightest room to turn over, and even use this kind of trick.

Are you expecting your own reaction? Expecting yourself to rage at this offense and make unseemly moves to kick off the impending defeat?

King Pingxi thought so, and the corners of his mouth hooked into a smile: a group of fools who don't know that death is coming!

In the face of the doorman's difficulties, she has only one way to deal with it.

"Get out."

So the primordial infant peak-level doorman flew out upside down and rolled all the way along the pale blue carpet at the entrance of the venue, and the blood spraying wildly from his mouth stained the carpet to a mess.

There was silence in the venue. The thousands of monks gathered at the ceremony were still chatting in their own voices, seizing the little time before the official start of the ceremony to communicate, but at this time, they were all speechless at the entrance, and an uninvited guest appeared.

King Pingxi just strode forward in stride to meet everyone's gaze, and every step seemed sonorous and powerful, firmly grabbing everyone's attention.

On the high platform of the ceremony, several Shen Tian's faces were gloomy, and in their opinion, this doomed opponent seemed to have chosen the way to break the net. Every step she took on the blue carpet was shattering the implicit rules that had been passed down for thousands of years by the Heavenly Temple.

Since the establishment of the Cangtian Temple, there has never been a dare to break into the venue with such a violent attitude, and King Pingxi is simply a precedent!

At this time, the Supreme Chengtian, who had intended to maintain neutrality, could not sit still.

This was the last celestial ceremony she had presided over in her career, and she had intended a smooth and even mediocre ceremony as a farewell to the supreme throne, but now it seemed impossible.

As the highest cultivator in the venue, when she stood up, thousands of people in the venue felt suffocated, the coercion of the True Monarch level, and the aura of the throne in the sky were superimposed, and for a while, it seemed that the sky had descended, making these Heavenly Believers feel like cicadas.

But King Pingxi turned a blind eye, and his pace was more steady. And behind her, the loyal bodyguard couldn't help but raise his head.

For her master is already on a path of death, and every step she takes is burning herself, like a sacrifice to the will of the heavens. After a few steps, she had completely become an extremely devout believer, a fairy heart was clear and almost transparent, and the huge immortal qi overflowed from it.

Thousands of people were dumbfounded, the six Shen Tian on the high platform were dumbfounded, and the supreme Cheng Tian was also dumbfounded!

Historically, only the saints closest to the heavens could have such a majestic and clear immortal aura, and such saints had not appeared for nearly a thousand years.

Could it be that the Shen Tianping West King in front of him, who had been judged out in advance by many people, was actually a Heavenly Saint who was deeply hidden?!

The huge contrast made people stunned and in a trance, until the most calm Supreme Chengtian reacted for the first time: "She is sacrificing herself?!" She wanted to ask the sky! Stop her! Don't let her desecrate the heavens! ”

The supreme monk of the temple roared wildly, in her opinion, this was the desperate struggle of King Pingxi before his death, and she did not hesitate to present mundane things to the sky in order to gain a glimmer of life, and this is a great blasphemy!

Once the will of the heavens really comes, it will be a disaster for the entire Cangtian Temple and even the heavens and the earth!

But her reaction was still a little slower, because the first step of King Pingxi into the venue, he had already completed his self-sacrifice and made contact with the sky, and the clear and clear fairy spirit qi was not her own, but the blessing of the sky.

The heavens have begun to fall.

Under the pressure of the heavens, the supreme monks of the temple could not support it, and after roaring, they fell to their knees helplessly.

It's not that the power of the sky is too strong, but that as a supreme monk, she has been closely integrated with the sky, and she is willing to be a vassal, and she is powerless to resist the will of the sky.

At the same time, King Pingxi consciously climbed to a new peak in her life, and the first time she came into contact with the will of the sky, she knew that she had won the bet. Because that great will did not reject her, much less deny her—she asked herself that she was not a truly qualified believer, and that rash contact with the heavens would only lead to heaven's damnation. Then Cangtian's acquiescence at this time undoubtedly means that the Chaos Species' guess is likely to be correct.

Because she asked the sky this time that she was carrying a great mission, a little sin was nothing to worry about. Not only that, but once the heavens have completely descended, he, as a guide, will become a great prophet that the temple will worship for thousands of years! At that time, she will truly be immortal!

With overflowing excitement, King Pingxi finally walked to the high platform that symbolized the supreme status of the temple, whether it was Shen Tian or Cheng Tian, she couldn't stop her steps, the only pity was that when she came to this step, she was about to burn out.

And yet at this very moment.

Rumble!

A muffled thunderous sound broke the holy atmosphere in the room, and an untimely crowd rushed in. At the same time, a strong seismic wave swept through the venue, and the ground shook.

In the distance, a purple pillar of fire rose into the sky, tearing the earth through the sky, all the way to the sky.

People's eyes couldn't help but be drawn over, and they saw that the purple pillar of flame spread rapidly like ink dripping on white paper, and in an instant, the clear sky was half obscured.

"This is, this is ......"

On the high platform, Cheng Tian trembled all over his body and muttered incredibly.

"Chaos Invasion!?"