On the ninth day of the ninth month, the Double Ninth Festival, Yanjing!

The day of the founding ceremony of the Gods was coming soon.

Yanjing, Chaotian Palace!

The gate of the hall was closed, and outside the hall, millions of troops were standing neatly in all directions, wearing armor, extremely majestic. Although some people were looking around at this moment, they also became solemnly in the quiet scene.

The millions of troops were all commissions recruited by Yi Feng from a large number of cities. Time flies, and only simple regulations were made.

At this moment, nearly 100,000 scattered cultivators gathered around the periphery of a million troops, including a large number of cultivators from Julu Academy and invited by Yan Chuan. There are also cultivators from major cities and sects around.

After all, the scene of recruiting millions of troops was too big. Many cultivators around came to watch and watch the ceremony!

"The Great Ceremony of the Gods? How did it become a founding country?" A Confucian scholar said inexplicably.

"Yes, the great sage Yan Chuan, after obtaining the Congshen Plot, wouldn't he want to open academy? What happened to the founding of the country?" Some Confucian scholars were puzzled.

The Confucian scholars have been showing confusion until now.

Among the Confucian scholars, there is a transcendent existence.

"I have met the owner of Julu Academy!" The scholars and cultivators looked at the old man in white.

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

Meng Ziqiu smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "Everyone, I am no longer the owner of Julu Academy. The current owner of Julu Academy is the great wise Le Yi!"

"Yes, the owner of the old house is noble and honest, we are a role model! Senior Meng, then what happened to the founding of Yanchuan?" A great scholar said respectfully.

All the scholars looked at Mencius and Ziqiu together.

Meng Ziqiu shook his head and said, "I am not sure about it, so I will wait and see!"

The scholars nodded.

On the other hand, the disciples of major sects were also watching from afar.

"Creating the country? Yan Chuan is crazy?"

"Yes, recruiting a million troops? How many spirit stones does this require?"

"What's the use of the country? A mortal thing?"

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Curiosity keeps coming.

And in a mountainous place just south, there were more than twenty men in black robes standing at this moment.

The leader is Heiyu Zhenjun and Great Wisdom Bodhisattva.

"It's really founded, and it has recruited millions of troops?" Heiyu Zhenjun said with a very strange expression.

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

"Empress, are you going to take action now?" Heiyu Zhenjun said in a deep voice.

"Wait a little longer, I want to see his luck and clouds!" Bodhisattva Dazhi shook his head and said.

"yes!"

There is no square in Chaotian Palace.

Right in front of it, there is a huge platform.

The high platform was paved with a red carpet all the way to Chaotian Hall.

Liu Jin held the dust in his hand, stood on the high platform, looked at the sky, and suddenly shouted: "The time is here!"

A loud shout.

"Woooooo!"

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The sound of war drums around him sounded, and the sound of beast horns blew. Suddenly, Yanjing was immersed in a grand atmosphere.

"Kuang!"

The gate of Chaotian Hall opened with a bang.

In the hall, dozens of ministers stood respectfully to Yan Chuan on the dragon throne.

Yan Chuan was wearing a gold-black dragon robe, five-dragon boots, and a black jade flat-sky crown on his head. He looked extremely majestic.

When the door opened, Yan Chuan slowly stood up from the dragon throne. He slowly stepped off the dragon platform and walked towards the entrance of the hall.

The officials respectfully held the tribute and waited, and only after Yan Chuan walked to the door was very orderly.

"call!"

With the dragon robe, Yan Chuan stepped out of the Chaotian Hall and walked step by step towards the high platform in the distance.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The sound of war drums and beasts horns, millions of troops were watching Yan Chuan, step by step towards the high platform. The ministers followed behind.

The palace is a place of a main hall.

Behind Mo Yuxi was the Qinglong, the White Dragon, the Vermillion Bird, and the Xuanwu jumped onto Mo Yuxi's shoulders.

"Meow, put on a dragon robe, it's so mighty!" Meow Meow said excitedly.

"Yes!" Mo Yuxi said with a smile.

"Young Master Yan has finally founded the country!" Qinglong sighed.

"Nation? Once this country opens, it will not be weaker than any lower sect!" Mo Yuxi said affirmatively.

Qinglong shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Maybe the saint doesn't know yet. The first thing Mr. Yan did to find the country was to destroy the Dayu Tianzong!"

"Ah? What?" Bai Long said in surprise.

"How is that possible!" Zhuque didn't believe it either.

Qinglong shook his head, not knowing how to explain.

"Let's wait and see!" A trace of movement flashed in Mo Yuxi's eyes.

Not far from the palace where Mo Yuxi is, in another palace.

Bai Ditian stood with his hands behind his back, followed by several great monsters.

"Create the country? Supreme, what is Yan Chuan doing?" a big monster frowned.

"Yes, Supreme, he is willing to do this low-level political system like the country? Why do our tiger tribe stay here?" Another big monster frowned.

"Speak less and watch more!" Bai Ditian said in a deep voice.

"Uh, yes!" The giant demons of the tiger clan nodded one after another.

Who is Baiditian? Eight thousand years ago, he was the supreme tiger clan, and there were many demons in the world. The tiger clan was invincible at the time. Eight thousand years later, the tiger clan declined and Baiditian returned. Who else dared to disobey the tiger clan?

When Bai Ditian found the group of monsters a few months ago, it really scared the group of monsters, but it was more ecstatic and all of them were instantly loyal.

Although Bai Ditian did not conquer all the tiger tribes in the world during this year, there was not enough time. He had sent a large number of tiger tribe monsters to the four tiger tribes in the world to gather the power of the tiger tribes.

Today, on the ninth day of the ninth month, at the founding ceremony of Yanchuan, Bai Ditian naturally returned with a group of tiger tribes.

In the distance, on the red carpet, Yan Chuan had already walked under the platform.

The ministers stood respectfully, Yan Chuan looked at the high platform, stroked the dragon robe, and walked up step by step.

The high platform has ninety-five steps, meaning the nine-five position.

Yan Chuan stepped onto the platform step by step.

On the high platform, there is a jade table, a cushion, and Liu Jin.

Liu Jin was wearing an eunuch robe and respectfully bowed to Yan Chuan.

Yan Chuan nodded and took out the Conquest of the Gods and the Great Destiny Seal!

Square the two objects on the jade table.

"Kneel to the sky~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Liu Jin let out a long roar!

Yan Chuan put on his dragon robe, knelt on the cushion, spread his hands, and made a great gift to worship the sky.

"Bay!" Liu Jin shouted loudly.

Yan Chuan respectfully bowed to the sky!

"By again!"

"Three bows!"
To be continued...