The Temple of Heaven used to worship the heavens in Plains City has been lively since the day it was built, and it was originally only once a year when the ceremony was held to worship the heavens. The boulders that formed the Temple of Heaven were so lonely that moss grew in the corners.

But this time, it has been less than ten days since the last bustle, and the Temple of Heaven, which stands silently, has ushered in another hustle and bustle.

More than 10,000 people were roughly neatly distributed around the Temple of Heaven to watch the ceremony. Living in Plains City, they have long been accustomed to silence and obedience, so even if time is short, they can do this, and they are much better than the people in other places.

In the inner circle, closer to the Temple of Heaven, are neatly and solemnly standing city guards and palace guards. As for the main force of the war in Plains City, those demon beast armies, only a team of beast tamers with human-faced eagles and cranes came. Their monsters and fairy birds circled and danced above the heads of the crowd to set off the atmosphere.

At the foot of the west side of the Temple of Heaven is a large altar. In the past, the sacrifices required for the sacrifice to the heavens were performed here. Because the top of the Temple of Heaven can only be climbed by the king, those things that are slaughtered and sacrificed to people and animals are completed by professional priests on this altar.

However, today the altar is very shabby, and the pigs, cows, and sheep are released, and even many ordinary rich families can effortlessly take out these sacrifices when worshipping their ancestors.

And throughout the scene, except for the hundreds of flags standing in the ranks of the palace guards, there was no other gorgeous pomp.

Only the dozens of important ministers gathered in front of the altar knew that this ceremony, which did not look awesome at all, was far more important than any previous sacrifice to the heavens!

Because this is a Zen ceremony of "changing the dynasty"!

“...... People's livelihood is in difficulty, and all industries are withering. The monarchs and the people are all thirsty for talent. Fortunately, the virtuous Chen Hao descended from heaven, with the talent of heaven and earth, and the virtue of compassion and compassion, which is really the reincarnation of a saint and the rebirth of a gentleman. Cao Ling, the fifth-generation White Tiger King of the Cao family, was grateful and sincerely awarded the throne. I hope that Chen Haoyong will take on the heavy responsibility and never say goodbye. The minister's heart can be learned, and the monarch and the people are the same. ”

On the top of the high Temple of Heaven, Cao Ling held the "Edict of the Zen Throne of Sin" written on the golden brocade, first blamed himself for a long time, and argued that he did not have the talent to be a king from all aspects, and then praised Chen Hao a few words, and decided to pass on the throne to Chen Hao.

Of course, this edict was also written by the ministers. Although Cao Ling is literate, even if he wants to write such a tasteless thing, he still can't do it.

The amplification technique cast by the celebrant brought Cao Cheng's immature voice to the ears of everyone present. Although most of the people could not understand it, there were always a few who could understand it.

The content of this edict shocked everyone, but it also made them a little excited. The habit of silence that they had cultivated for a long time was also broken at this moment.

People began to whisper, in addition to explaining to people who still didn't understand what was happening, they were also constantly discussing who "Chen Hao" was? The whispers of tens of thousands of people, gathered together, turned into a low thunderbolt.

Thunder rolled over the plains with a "rumble", announcing: the sky is about to change!

After Cao Ling finished reciting the "Edict of the Sin Himself Zen Position", a cool breeze blew through his thin body, and he suddenly felt a chill.

Cao Ling looked up at the sky, and a large group of dark clouds were gathering, tumbling and rolling, with torrential rain and thunder brewing in the middle...... No wonder it was suddenly a little cold.

"Silence!" the voice of the celebrant resounded majestically, suppressing the whispers of the people for the time being.

He then sang loudly: "Please Chen Hao, the great virtuous man, take the stage to succeed to the throne!"

The people have never heard the name Chen Hao, and now they all know that the world of the Cao family is about to be handed over to this person, how can he be virtuous, and he can get this great river and mountain quietly?

They may be curious, or uneasy, jealous, or reverent, each with their own thoughts. But without exception, they all want to see what kind of person this Chen Hao is.

All eyes were on the altar, for it was always from where the ascension to the Temple of Heaven began. Although most people were either too far away or blocked from sight by the Temple of Heaven itself, it was impossible to see at all, but they still watched in vain and persistently.

In front of the altar, a huge carriage was parked. When the celebrant had finished singing "Take the stage and succeed to the throne", the door of the carriage opened, and a young man stepped out of it.

As soon as he stepped out of the carriage, the air around him began to glow, and the light converged on his body.

When he began to climb the steps, his whole body was completely covered by a colorful light. The people who were close only saw his delicate face and calm eyes, and then they turned into a big colorful hedgehog.

"With a different appearance, it is indeed a saint who came into the world!"

"I've never seen such a glorious hero!"

The people began to whisper again, and those who were still a little unconvinced all put away their little thoughts at this moment.

Not to mention anything else, just with this style of pulling the wind, this person named Chen Hao is fully qualified to be everyone's king!

"Boom", in the sky, the dark clouds became more turbulent, and a small lightning bolt exploded in the clouds.

Chen Hao was a little anxious in his heart, this damn catastrophe wouldn't fall here, right?

He quietly gathered his aura and allowed himself to float slightly. With each step, I slid forward most of the way. It seems that he walks unhurriedly, but it seems to be slow and fast, saving a lot of climbing time.

With bursts of thunder, Chen Hao climbed to the top of the Temple of Heaven.

"Hand the seal!" the celebrant sang loudly.

Cao Ling didn't sleep all night last night, and the ministers took him to practice what should be done in the Zen Order. At this time, when he heard this singing, he took a tray from his side, which contained the jade seal and other White Tiger King seals with different functions, and solemnly handed it to Chen Hao with both hands.

Chen Hao took the tray, and the celebrant sang again: "Passing on the national book!"

Cao Ling picked up a roll of paperwork tied with red silk and handed it to Chen Hao again. In this volume of documents are actually some contracts written by ministers, similar to the title deeds of Baiju Cave, and there are agreements to treat the Cao family well.

Chen Hao took it again and put it in the tray.

"Unload the dragon robe!"

Cao Ling took off the inappropriate crown on his head, handed it to Chen Hao, untied the jade belt around his waist, and began to take off the dragon robe on his body.

Seeing that his hands and feet were clumsy, and the dragon robe was extremely complicated, Chen Hao couldn't help but didn't help. Otherwise, others would look as if he was in a hurry to rip off the former king's clothes.

"Smack!"

A bolt of lightning struck the altar, but it was crooked as usual.

Cao Ling was taken aback and became even more busy.