The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

Chapter 61 Great Zhen Dynasty

The ninth day of September, the day of Double Ninth Festival, Yan Capital!

The day of the founding ceremony of the gods will soon arrive.

Yan Capital, Chaotian Temple!

The gate of the great hall is closed tightly. Outside the hall, there are a million troops standing neatly in all directions, each wearing armor, extremely mighty. Although a few people glanced around at this moment, in the quiet scene, one by one also became solemn.

The army of one million is a helper hired by Yi Feng from a large number of cities. Time is rushed and only simple norms have been made.

In the periphery of the army of millions, all around a large number of mountains and forests, at this moment, there are nearly one hundred thousand scattered repairers. A large part of them are from Julu Academy and invited by Yan Chuan Confucianists. There are also repairers all around the Great City sect.

After all, recruiting millions of troops, this scene is too big, all around, many practitioners come to watch, come to watch the ceremony!

"The Ceremony of Conferring the Gods? How did you become the founding of the country?" A Confucianist was puzzled.

"Yes, Daxian Yan Chuan, won the Fengshen policy, don't you want to open a college? What happened to the founding of the country?" There is another Confucianist who is puzzled.

Up to now, the Confucianists are all showing incomprehension.

Among the Confucianists, there is a transcendent existence.

"I have seen the Sect Master of Julu Academy!" The Confucianists looked towards the white clothed old man.

The old man is the Sect Master of Julu Academy, Meng Ziqiu.

Meng Ziqiu slightly smiled, shook his head and said: "Everyone, the old man is no longer the Sect Master of Julu Academy. The Sect Master of Julu Academy is Le Yi!"

"Yes, the old Sect Master is very handsome, I am waiting for a role model! Meng senior, what do you think about the founding of Yan Chuan?" a big scholar respectfully said.

The Confucianists looked towards Meng Ziqiu together.

Meng Ziqiu shook his head and said: "Specifically, the old man is not very clear, wait and see!"

A lot of Confucianists are nodded.

On the other side, the major sect disciples are also watching from afar.

"Found the country? Yan Chuan is crazy?"

"Yes, recruit a million army? How many Spirit Stones does it cost?"

"State-owned What is it for? Mortal stuff?"

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The curiosity continued.

And in a mountain mouth just south, there are more than two dozen black robed man standing at the moment.

Headed by the true monarch Kuroba and Bodhisattva.

"The country has really been founded, and has recruited a million troops?" True Monarch Black Feather said with a strange expression on his face.

Dazhi Bodhisattva eyes slightly narrowed: "Making Heavenly Court? Kong Susu must have left it to Yan Chuan back then!"

"The ambassador, do you want to shoot now?" Kuroba The true monarch said solemnly.

"Wait a minute, I want to see his luck!" Dazhi Bodhisattva shook his head.

"Yes!"

Chaotiandian square.

up ahead, there is a Giant High Platform.

Gaotai was spread all the way to Chaotian Hall with a red carpet.

Liu Jin held the floating dust in her hand, stood on the high platform, looked at the sky, and suddenly shouted: "It's time!"

He shouted.

"wu wu!"

"dongdong dong!"

all around The sound of war drums sounded, the sound of animal horns blew, and suddenly, Yan Capital was immersed in a grand atmosphere.

"Kuang!"

The gate of Chaotian Temple opened suddenly.

In the hall, dozens of courtiers stood, respectfully worshipping Yan Chuan on Dragon Throne.

Yan Chuan wears a golden black dragon robe, five dragon boots on his feet, and a black jade flat crown on his head. He looks extremely majestic.

The door opened and Yan Chuan slowly got up from Dragon Throne. Slowly stepped down the dragon platform and walked towards the door of the great hall.

A group of officials respectfully waited and waited until Yan Chuan walked to the door, and followed them in an orderly manner.