The maids came forward with brocade robes.
Ye Qingluo quickly took the brocade robe: "I'll do it myself, you all get back."
The maids couldn't resist Ye Qingluo, so they could only tell the details of how to wear the brocade robe, and then retreated.
The place where the succession ceremony was held was in the largest garden of Sanquanzong.
Under the meticulous decoration of hundreds of maids and women, the garden is full of colorful flowers, which is too beautiful to behold.
In the very center of the garden, a high platform was built that could stand 300 people, a long table and a few grand master chairs were placed.
And right in front of the high platform, there is an altar with a huge incense stick burning with green smoke.
Beside the altar, stood an old man dressed in a white robe, who looked like a fairy, and was resting with his eyes closed, with an inscrutable posture.
Surrounding the high platform, there are long tables full of exquisite delicacies, snacks, etc., which are the seats for receiving distinguished guests.
The Sanquan Sect is a struggle in Xilan Continent.
The change of owner of the Sanquan School is a great joy for Xilan Continent.
In the entire garden, at least one of the famous and promising people from various major forces came.
Rao, even the few forces that have feuds openly and secretly on weekdays, when they came to Sanquanzong, they all laughed away their grudges and never caused trouble in Sanquanzong.
It was almost Si time, that is, around nine o'clock in the morning, and the garden of Sanquanzong was already full of guests.
There were even representatives of forces from other continents who huddled together with a group of people and wanted to join in the fun.
In the bustling garden, there is constant noise.
Suddenly, an announcement was heard: "The monarch is here!"
Immediately, at the other end of the red carpet, Leng Fengying, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, came slowly.
He only brought a father-in-law with him, holding an exquisite jade box in his hand.
Seeing this, everyone stood up to greet him: "I have seen the monarch."
The people present, basically in this Xilan Continent, can shake their existence three times if they shake it casually.
Seeing Leng Fengying, there is no need to kneel down.
Leng Fengying waved his hand warmly: "You don't need to be too polite, today's home game is Sanquanzong, and I am only here as a friend to celebrate Qingluo's succession to Sanquanzong."
Everyone laughed lightly.
Leng Fengying's words made everyone's hearts beat.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows it.
Leng Fengying can become the new monarch, all of this is thanks to Ye Qingluo's blessing.
If it wasn't for Ye Qingluo, Leng Fengying might still be sluggish now.
Now I am watching Leng Fengying and only brought a father-in-law to attend Ye Qingluo's succession ceremony.
It can be seen... the relationship between the new monarch and the future suzerain of Sanquanzong is unusual!
"After all, the emperor is the emperor, and the minister is the minister. The emperor is the son of heaven, so he doesn't have to condescend and force himself to be friends with Qiyatou."
On the high platform, an old voice broke everyone's guess.
Everyone's eyes immediately followed the prestige.
On the high platform, I saw the luxuriously dressed ancestor with a gloomy face and an expression of being unable to climb high.
Although the old ancestor's words seemed to be elevating Leng Fengying, belittling himself from the Sanquan sect, and not being able to elevate the royal family.
But these words are really too rude.
Rao Leng Fengying, his face at this time is also a bit ugly.
He coughed dryly, and then said softly: "Did the ancestor misunderstand something, I and..."
"I know that the monarch reluctantly came to praise Qiyatou because of Sanquanzong's face, but I am definitely not a stubborn person, and the monarch does not have to pretend that he is actually friendly to Qiyatou." The old ancestor Leng Fengying's words were interrupted.