Feng Feiyun took advantage of these five days to refine all the golden ginseng, and he already had 20,000 Zifu auras in his body.
With the improvement of his cultivation, Feng Feiyun refined two alien beast battle souls into his body. Now he already has 9,932 alien beast battle souls in his body. One step further.
When the ten days were up, the entire royal family and princes and nobles gathered outside the Taimiao again, waiting for the birth of a new generation of god-king heirs. The atmosphere was even more tense than ten days ago.
In these ten days, the whole god has been boiling.
The assessment of the successor of the God King begins, which is definitely a major event affecting the entire Shenjin Dynasty, and no one cares about the result.
In the largest casino in Shendu, there has been an endless stream of people coming and going in the past few days, all to bet on who will become the heir to the King of God.
Feng Feiyun and the seventy-two princes were the loudest.
"Today is the time for the opening of the market, but I have pressed Feng Feiyun ten spiritual stones, and my wife and children." An old gambler with the highest destiny was guarding outside the imperial city, and he was already there. I have been waiting here for ten days and ten nights, just waiting for the opening day.
"How can you be sure that Feng Feiyun will definitely become the heir of the God King?" Another gambler, betting on the seventy-two princes, asked with a sneer.
"Fuck, Feng Feiyun is the third person in the "Under Epic Talent List". Although the three princes are the kings of the younger generation, they are still a star and a half worse than Feng Feiyun." The old gambler said.
"But I heard that the seventy-two princes are backed by Lord Dazai, and they will definitely bring something against the sky into the royal holy land, and the chance of winning is even greater."
"Fart! Feng Feiyun will win."
"The seventy-two princes have won."
"Feng Feiyun will definitely win."
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There were many monks gathered outside the imperial city, and the bettors on both sides were blushing, as if they were about to start fighting.
In the imperial city, under the imperial temple.
It was still exactly the same as the scene ten days ago. The three princes, nine emperors and eighteen days were all present. In addition, the Jin Emperor and the four great concubines were also present, which was more solemn than ten days ago.
Beiming Moshou stood just below the Taimiao Temple, with a confident smile on his face, lightly twisting his beard, and whispering: "This time, the seventy-two princes are preparing for the examination of the heir of the god-king, but there are not many If you do your homework, you will definitely win. By the way, God King, you are a past person who has participated in the God King assessment, and you have not opened a small stove for Feng Feiyun, right?"
The King of God stood beside Beiming Moshou and said with a smile: "The biggest advantage of this kid Feng Feiyun is that he can overcome the most difficult predicaments by himself, so I don't need to worry about him at all, but I heard that Duke Beiming is for the sake of seven The Twelfth Prince has been worrying a lot, so he probably didn't let him do less homework."
"Children! It's okay to help them worry. I have already set up a celebration banquet in Dazaifu tonight. The seventy-two princes have become the heirs of the God King, and he is also a member of the God King's Palace. Lord God King will definitely Appreciate the light, right?" Beiming Mo Shou said with a smile.
The king said: "Are you so confident that the seventy-two princes can win?"
"Feng Feiyun is indeed a dragon and a phoenix among people, but compared with the seventy-two princes, it is still a little worse." Beiming Mo smiled confidently.
"boom!"
There was a slight fluctuation in the sky, and then, a turbulent and vast force condensed, and countless clouds intertwined in the sky, turning into a huge mirror.
The royal sanctuary opened again.
Everyone was nervous, holding their breath, and staring at the sky above, who will be the heir of the God King
Even people at the level of Mo Shou and the King of God in Beiming, their heartbeats stopped for a while, and their eyes were fixed on the huge mirror.
Those concubines and princesses were also nervous. After all, if Feng Feiyun became the heir of the God King, it would be a huge battle for them.
"Hey!" A figure flew out from the mirror. He was wearing a golden robe and his hair was neatly groomed. He looked handsome and heroic. He came back from the holy land of the royal family. The wind was light, and the temperament on the body became sharper.
With a sunny smile on Feng Feiyun's face, he descended from the sky, looking extra confident and calm.
Seeing Feng Feiyun's heroic appearance, the princesses of the royal family and the daughters of nobles and nobles, all of them are confused and fascinated, with beautiful eyes, and the son of the demon has such a manly charm, which makes their hearts flutter.
"Idiot!" Dongfang Jingyue's eyes glanced at Feng Feiyun lightly.
Seeing Feng Feiyun's return, Beiming Mo Shou's face became extraordinarily gloomy.
The king of the gods laughed loudly, "Eunuch Beiming, how long does the celebration banquet in Dazaifu start tonight? Our master and apprentice must be here on time. It really cost Duke Beiming a lot of money. How embarrassing is this! Haha!"
Beiming Mo Shou said with a stiff face and smiled: "The birth of the heir to the king of the gods is a major event for the dynasty. Dazaifu will naturally set up a celebration banquet. The dynasty is very fortunate, and the court is very fortunate!"
Feng Feiyun was above the Taimiao Temple, offering incense under the giant cauldron, and then worshiping the golden bodies of the god-kings of the Shenjin Dynasty one by one, and then the coronation ceremony began.
This is a tedious process. From the beginning to the end, someone is blowing the big conch shell and beating the Kui Niu drum, and the entire imperial city is already boiling.
After the coronation ceremony was accepted, Feng Feiyun was able to walk down the Taimiao Temple and bow respectfully to the God-king.
The King of God once saved Feng Feiyun's life. When Feng Feiyun crossed the calamity, the King of God escorted him with all his strength and killed several giants. Wang would rather waste a favor and win two years of life for him.
This worship, Feng Feiyun will worship no matter what, no matter how high his status is in the previous life, but in this life, he must respect the people of this life.
"Get up! Being able to accept you as a disciple is definitely the most correct thing I have done in my life." The King of God helped Feng Feiyun up with his own hands, and there were tears in his old eyes.
Feng Feiyun and the king of gods became the imperial temple again, and the king of gods personally crowned Feng Feiyun.
Divine King Zhuoran stood on the top of the Taimiao Temple, standing on the white jade stairs hundreds of meters high, with a thunderous voice: "Today, I have an important announcement to announce."
The entire lower part of the Taimiao became silent, and everyone was staring at the god king with all their attention.
The God King said again: "Today I will officially step down from the throne and pass the position of the God King to my disciple, Feng Feiyun. From today onwards, he will take over my position and become the new generation of God King of the Shenjin Dynasty. Become the master of the palace of the gods."
"boom!"
As soon as these words came out, the entire imperial city was boiling.
Even Feng Feiyun was slightly taken aback. He had never thought about being a God King, let alone that God King would step down from the position of God King so quickly, which made him feel a little caught off guard.
Not to mention other people, the shock in their hearts is no less than the thunder roaring in their ears.
The king of gods has mastered the characters of the three heavenly princes, and the army of gods and martial arts under his seat is hundreds of millions. He not only has his own fiefs, but also can mobilize part of the power of the royal holy land, and has the right to supervise the emperor of Jin, abolish the monarch, and kill the traitorous ministers. .
The most important right is to mobilize the power of the royal family's holy land, which even Emperor Jin could not do.
This is also why the heirs of the god king need to pass the examination of the royal family holy land, while the canonization of the prince only needs the approval of the court officials and the emperor of Jin.
The power held by the God King is too great, affecting the interests of many people, and Beiming is the first to bear the brunt.
Beiming Mo Shou took the lead in attacking, saying: "Since ancient times, when you are named a king, you must first marry a princess. Although Feng Feiyun passed the examination of the royal family's holy land, before marrying a princess, he can still be the heir of the god-king."
The three elders among the Jiuqing also followed suit, saying: "Lord Dazai said very much. If you don't marry a princess, you are not a member of the royal family, and you are not qualified to be the king of gods."
"Feng Feiyun is too young now, sitting on the throne of God King, he can't hold down the people of the world at all, please God King take it back."
The God King stood on the top of the Taimiao Temple, stared at these people lightly, and said, "It's not that you want to marry a princess, you can get engaged today, as long as you get engaged, you can naturally be named a God King."
"Master..." Feng Feiyun said.
The God King waved his sleeves and said, "This matter is so settled today, don't try to stop anyone, I have already transferred back to the three great princes, and they are sitting in the God King's Mansion and assisting Feng Feiyun, who dares to refuse, then Just looking for death."
"What? The three great princes of the Palace of Gods have returned to the capital? Then the prince of Douzhan has also returned?" Someone exclaimed.
Among the eighteen princes, six are guarding the border all the year round. The three princes of the God King's Mansion are all stationed in the god king's territory all year round, and they only obey the god king. , the vast majority are leading troops outside.
The 18 Heavenly Marquis are naturally strong and weak. The powerful Heavenly Marquis sit down with 300,000 to 400 million troops, while the weaker Heavenly Marquis have only tens of millions of Divine Martial Army, which cannot be compared at all.
Among the eighteen Marquis of Heaven, the first person in combat power is naturally the "Marquis of Heaven".
The reason why the Divine King can stay in the Vientiane Tower for two hundred years is because there is a Douzhan Tianhou, and the Douzhan Tianhou alone is enough to support the entire Divine King's Mansion.
The Divine King looked at the wonderful expressions of these people with great satisfaction, and even Beiming Moshou's eyelids twitched slightly after hearing the name of Douzhan Tianhou.
Emperor Jin didn't speak from the beginning to the end. Sitting in a golden curtain, his identity was extremely mysterious, and people couldn't see what the first person of the Jin Dynasty looked like.
"Chen and concubine have a word to go ahead." One of the four god concubines walked out, wearing a blue palace attire, looking like a sixteen-year-old girl, with a faint spiritual glow flowing on the snow-white skin, looking jade-like and ice-skinned.
It was Ji Lingao!
She has pink face and peach cheeks, bows gently, and her small waist is like a weak willow, giving people a dignified and holy feeling.
"Here!" Emperor Jin's voice was extremely majestic.
"Princess Yue is just two decades old. She has unparalleled talent and looks more beautiful than Hua Jiao. If she can get married with the little god king, it will be a story. The concubine is bold and wants to ask for a marriage for Yue'er." Ji Lingao With a clear voice, she covered her eyes with slender clothes, she burst into tears, and said: "Yue'er has been lonely since she was a child, her body is weak, she has been alone in Ji's house to cultivate for many years, lacks love, and has suffered from the warmth and warmth of human beings, how can she be like other princesses? Dressed in fine clothes and food, arrogant and doting, if she can marry into the palace of the gods, then it will be a kind of compensation for her."