The world of legends in the night, on the outskirts of the capital in Oriental China. The huge and majestic sacrificial platform stands without any formations or totems attached, but the simplicity and solemnity, as well as the solemnity and solemnity of the surrounding guards, give people an inexplicable coercion.

Hundreds of unicorn giants more than ten meters tall stood beside the giant drums around them with their arms stretched out and stood as drummers. There are also mermaid Yi Terran musicians waiting solemnly for the start of the festival on the side of the instruments, and they will be responsible for the sonata music.

Around the altar, the elite of the army dressed in ceremonial clothes or majestic armor stood. In the distance, there are also various totemic beasts and spirit beasts and monster beasts guarding them.

Farther away, various ships patrolled, and monks harnessed magic weapons across the sky. The scene was broadcast to every household via satellite.

Zhang Hao, the elders of the sect and the disciples of various factions walked out of the time and space gate and glanced at the surrounding pomp and circumstance at random. Neither Emperor Zhang nor the elders in charge cared about it. No matter how solemn and gorgeous such an occasion is, it will not be valued by these monks who wield great power.

All the elders and disciples of the head of the sect, when they came to the viewing platform, no one sat down with a big grin, they all stood solemnly and waited.

As Daqian's tentacles penetrated into the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, and as the monks integrated into Daqian, Emperor Zhang's so-called Ziwei descended to earth was naturally understood by them. It's just that most of the monks are skeptical about this, and at most they are skeptical.

Because it's kind of incredible. It's like a name that many people add to themselves when they rebel. was able to be half-convinced, thanks to Emperor Zhang's ability beyond imagination, as well as his own calm attitude.

Some monks are mostly skeptical, and some monks believe the most, but none of them are conclusive. And Emperor Zhang's sacrifice to heaven is undoubtedly a way to prove it.

The name of the Emperor Ziwei is confirmed. The benefits to Zhang Hao are self-evident. It can make the monks who take refuge more loyal, firmly tied to Daqian, and more obedient to Zhang Hao's will.

And the statement that Emperor Ziwei descended to earth was confirmed, and the other lies made up by Emperor Zhang will naturally be recognized as well. That is the fundamental theory that Emperor Zhang overrode the gods and Buddhas in the future. The more believers, the better. And in addition to ordinary people, monks who have power are the most important.

Emperor Zhang will not take the initiative to defend or try to prove it, which will appear to be weak-minded. In other ways, he asked the monks to take the initiative to verify.

Just like this worship to the sky, the news seems to have been inadvertently spread by Pudu Cihang and other subordinates. For example, the soldiers stationed in the World Passage talked about whether they could be selected as the guards of the Heaven Sacrifice, and talked about how to yearn for it, and the Heaven Sacrifice was recognized by the Heavenly Realm.

Such talk was heard by the monks who cooperated with the garrison, and they were naturally curious, so that the news spread.

Also, Yu Qiong'er and Zhao Ruoxi and others, and even Yu Weirui and Chen Qingxi and others. They all came to visit the members of the harem who had met Emperor Zhang, and they would also inadvertently hear the talk of the palace maids and guards. The situation of the heavenly sacrifice was naturally mastered by these head elders.

I learned that this was a routine move after the great cadres conquered a world, sacrificing to the heavens, and once again reorganizing the order of a world. There will be heavenly miracles. How could these elders not care?

They cultivated hard, looking forward to immortality and transcendence, hoping to ascend to the upper realm. The Celestial Realm can be the highest world of legends. Being able to understand the slightest bit is definitely a great temptation for them. And determine the origin of Emperor Zhang. It is also crucial for their future course of conduct.

So the more affectionate ones, such as Chong and Taoist. Come and ask if you can participate in the ceremony.

Emperor Zhang will definitely not refuse, this is what he arranged.

Even if these monks are good at cultivating, it is obvious that Emperor Zhang has more confidence in the Time and Space Gate. The more his own cultivation improves, the more Emperor Zhang can feel the power of the space-time gate. He didn't think that the monks of the Chinese Ghost Story World would be able to see through the reality.

Zhang Hao, who was wearing an elegant and solemn dress, stepped on the steps of the altar, and the thick and majestic drums sounded. More than 100 giants wielded their drums and hammers. Terran, mermaid and Yi musicians began to play one after another, and the ethereal music was mixed with the majestic drums, like the height of the sky and the heaviness of the earth.

Dozens of young girl spirit officers of the Ziwei Sect wore white dresses and held various sacrifices. sang the crape myrtle classics in his mouth, and followed Emperor Zhang behind him.

The ceremonies of worshipping the heavens are more solemn each time. This is the case with religions such as crape myrtle. Although Zhang Hao felt that it was a little troublesome, it was beneficial to his rule, so he would not refuse.

On the 999th floor of the altar, Zhang Hao came to the spacious platform, and the music stopped. The girl spirit official put on various sacrificial offerings, Zhang Hao lit the thick sandalwood, and began to recite the sacrificial words in the clouds.

It is worth mentioning that Emperor Zhang's sacrificial words have never put his position very low, and it is completely an attitude that his buddy is the Emperor of the Heavenly Realm, just reporting his work. It's self-proved.

The clear sound was transmitted everywhere, converted into a signal through the radio, and also spread to all the households watching the ceremony.

The elders in charge of the sect, such as Aokiko, Chong, and Zhenren, all listened very carefully, obviously they wanted to analyze some useful information from them.

After the recitation of the sacrificial words, the recital that recorded the sacrificial words was thrown into the big ding and burned, and Zhang Hao bowed slightly to the sky. Suddenly, a miraculous scene emerged. From all directions, from the void, a point of light is like a person, and countless mutters of praise and prayer come out of it.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth seemed to be entangled in starlight, but magically it did not affect the vision. The murmuring of praise and praise, gathered together, is not noisy and grand, but there is an inexplicable sense of sacredness, which makes people want to praise Emperor Zhang with it.

The seemingly light and beautiful starlight not only makes ordinary people feel a sense of boundlessness, but even makes a great cultivator like Aokiko faintly unable to bear its weight. A single starlight may be light, but the convergence of countless starlight is like an unstoppable torrent of humanity.

"This, this is the manifestation of the faith of all beings!" Aokiko said with a trembling voice.

"In such a world of rules, the belief of all living beings can be revealed, and it vaguely seems to form a humane torrent, Your Majesty is really the emperor of heaven."

Chen Qingxi, the sect master of the Guanghan Sect, a woman who seemed calm and peaceful both in terms of calm and smiling, couldn't hide her shock at this moment.

A desolate and thick dragon groan sounded. Huge golden dragons appear in the starlight, shuttling and unstoppable, making it impossible to see the whole picture.

The incomparable coercion appeared, and it was like a sense of oppression that gathered the power of the entire world, and not only ordinary people worshipped it, but even monks such as Aokiko couldn't help but bow down to show respect.

"Heavenly Dao Manifestation?!" Ying Quan's voice was hoarse but sharp. There was a slight change of tone.

Even if it is a monk with vast magical powers, at this time, under the manifestation of that golden dragon, the mana is like freezing, and the divine consciousness and divine thoughts cannot be separated from the body. It's as if he suddenly became an ordinary person, and all his fate was between the golden dragon's thoughts.

"This, this is just the manifestation of the Heavenly Dao in this world, and it has such power! ……”

The head of the Taibai Sword Sect, Shan He, said in a trembling voice. Even if the sword cultivation is the most tenacious, he believes in a sword in his hand and cuts through all obstacles. But under the Heavenly Dao. The same cannot be calm. Because the way of heaven is the root of everything, and it is the goal of the monks.

The monk is known as changing his life against the sky, and this rebellion against the sky is not to go against the heavens, but against the fate of the original race. It's like a Terran monk who wants to break free from the lifespan limit of the Terran. It is to get rid of the slightest restriction in the great net of heaven through their own efforts.

Disobeying the entire Heavenly Dao? No kidding. Everything in the world is derived from the rules of the Heavenly Dao, how can you exist if you go against it?

Even if there was a possibility, it was far from what the monks could have imagined.

The monks including Aokiko. They all trembled slightly, and it wasn't because of fear. Some may feel small that they are a worm in the vast world, but they are more excited. Isn't it just that they are working hard to cultivate in order to have more contact with the rules of the Heavenly Dao, and they want to enjoy the transcendent things outside!

No matter what their cultivation was, they had never been so close to the Heavenly Dao as they were at this moment. Even if they don't get any benefits, they have strengthened their faith.

Even if it's bent down. Hanging their heads, the golden dragon and starlight had an inexplicable power that appeared in their minds.

While the golden dragon was swimming, in the starlight sky, a vast and boundless heavenly palace appeared. Golden light, thousands of rays of light, the stars are clustered, there are many dragons and phoenixes and other divine beasts appearing, Qionglou Yuyu, pavilions, palaces and pavilions, or gorgeous or solemn or dexterous, all kinds of forests, as if gathering all the beauty of the world.

Faintly, there are immortal manifestations in the palace pavilions everywhere, especially in the solemn palace in the middle, the immortal gods who can't see their faces clearly are incomparably majestic, and their eyes are turned downward. Everyone has a feeling that they are being watched, as if everything about themselves is being seen through.

Just a simple look at it makes people dizzy and seems unbearable. Ordinary people were okay, such as Aokiko and other monks, but they lost consciousness for a moment, in a trance, as if they didn't know what was happening. It wasn't until those eyes were fixed on Emperor Zhang that they came back to their senses.

At this time, the Heavenly Palace had disappeared, as if everything was just an illusion, but the monk had a clear grasp of himself, and he was sure that it was not an illusion.

Emperor Zhang stood on the altar of the sacrifice, feeling the sound and light effects carried by the space-time gate welfare, and admired in his heart. If it weren't for the fact that he knew everything, if it weren't for the time and space gate in his body, I am afraid that when he encountered such a scene, he would regard it as a miracle and worship it.

There was no limit to his abilities, and everything around him was revealed in his consciousness. Noticing the heartfelt shock and even a kind of intimidated posture of Aokiko and other monks, Emperor Zhang laughed heartily in his heart. The space-time gate is powerful.

It seems that as Emperor Zhang absorbs more and more space-time energy, the space-time gate is gradually waking up, and there are more mysteries. It's like the sound and light effect of the space-time gate welfare, but it wasn't as powerful as it is now.

In the Three Kingdoms World's first sacrifice to the sky, at that time I was a few survivors of the legendary world and could still hold on without kneeling, but now that?

Even a great monk like Aokiko bowed his knees respectfully, and maybe he didn't even know when he knelt down.

Even if there is no real power, who will believe it. Even Emperor Zhang didn't know how far the sound and light effects of the space-time gate welfare would develop if this continued. But that's definitely a good thing! (To be continued.) )

PS: This chapter is made up the day before yesterday. The day before yesterday, I promised three changes in the night.,The result is a chapter and a half.,Yesterday I made up half a chapter.。 One more chapter to be added today.

Uh, the Dian Niang ID of the night is called the Holy Temple, right? Well, I'm not sure I recognize the first two words, and I don't recognize the symbol in the middle. I'm illiterate.