Chapter 1789 Canonization day!

Time flows.

As the month of January draws near.

Tianhuang City is also becoming more and more lively.

Although the Heavenly Desolate Palace Master did not invite any forces in the Heavenly Desolate Domain, there were many forces that set off and gathered towards the Heavenly Desolate City.

Without him, this is the unique appeal of the Heavenly Desolate Hall Master in the Heavenly Desolate Domain.

Of course, there is also a very important point that the top honored sons of various forces also have some ideas about the position of the Holy Son.

Who said that the candidate of the Holy Son in the heart of the hall master must be the best honored son in the Heavenly Desolate Region?

Whoever said, they have no chance to take their place.

In any case, at least one battle will be required to convince them.

…………

in the palace.

Zhong Kui approached Nie Feng again and asked, “How is the effect of this month’s retreat?”

With a sharp look in Nie Feng’s eyes, he responded, “I should thank Luo Wushu. If it wasn’t for him helping me get rid of the fetters, I might not have been able to break through to the sixth rank of true immortals so early.”

“Hahaha… Look good!” A bright smile appeared on Zhong Kui’s face, “It seems that you really got out of the fetters.”

“Now, as a teacher, I am more and more looking forward to how far you can reach in the future.”

“All of this is due to Master’s guidance!” Nie Feng bowed humbly, and then asked, “Tomorrow is the day of canonization, Master still hasn’t heard from the Hall Master, who is the candidate for the Holy Son?”

Zhong Kui shook his head.

He was also suspicious about this matter.

It stands to reason that apart from Nie Feng and Lei Xiao, there is no second more suitable candidate.

However.

Neither him nor Lei Xiao’s master got the slightest bit of wind.

Could it be that the Hall Master intends to announce who the Son of God is tomorrow?

Give that candidate a surprise?

“But you don’t have to worry too much.”

“Now, your cultivation has broken through again. The biggest competitor, Lei Xiao, can hardly be your opponent, let alone others.”

Zhong Kui smiled lightly and said, “Whether that candidate is you or not, what’s the difference?”

“Teacher understands!” Nie Feng nodded, his brows filled with incomparable confidence.

It’s just that when he was at the fifth rank of the true immortal, he was bound to win the position of the Holy Son.

What’s more, now, the cultivation base has gone further.

Now, in his heart, he regards Luo Wushu as a dead person in advance.

One finger can kill you.

Tomorrow, if Luo Wushu really has the courage to show up, he will smash his corpse into ten thousand pieces in front of countless people in the Heavenly Desolate Territory.

If he doesn’t dare, there is still a way to let Luo Wushu die tragically after he is crowned the Holy Son.

at this time.

In the palace where Lei Xiao was, his master Lu Ziming also found him.

“Retreat for a month, can there be a breakthrough?” Lu Ziming asked expectantly.

Lei Xiao shook his head and said regretfully: “I can feel that I am not far from a breakthrough, but it is still a bit worse.”

Lu Ziming sighed lightly, but still comforted: “Cultivation shouldn’t be rushed. Even if you don’t make a breakthrough, you already have the opportunity to become a holy son with your strength.”

Lei Xiao nodded, and just like Nie Feng, he asked curiously, “Master, did you know in advance who the Hall Master selected for the Holy Son?”

Lu Ziming shook his head and sighed helplessly, “Don’t talk about you, even us old guys are secretly guessing who the person selected by the temple master is? But the temple master only said, we will know when the time comes.”

Lei Xiao didn’t say more, but there was an incomparably sharp look in his eyes.

Whether or not he was chosen for the Son of God was not very important.

After all, the hall master has already set the rules there.

In the end, speak with fists.

The only difference is…

If you can become the person in the heart of the hall master, it means that he is valued by the hall master.

The next day!

Genius is slightly bright.

Next to the temple, on the huge square, there was already a lot of people talking.

Whether it is on the ground or in the void, there are endless figures, densely packed.

Various discussions and uproars swept across the sky like a wave.

Some residents of Tianhuang City could not even remember when Tianhuang City was so lively last time.

All wanted to watch, the coronation ceremony.

Curious, who is the person chosen by the Hall Master for the Son of God.

Is there any other proud person who can successfully challenge it and replace it.

“Heavenly Sword Gate is here!”

A domineering voice sounded.

Immediately, in the void, someone took the initiative to make way and let the powerhouse of Tiandaomen move forward.

People crowded into people crowded into people, but for the top forces, it was natural to give them face.

At this time, in the Tiandaomen team, a young man looked at the middle-aged figure beside him and asked, “Master, who do you think is most likely to become the Holy Son today?”

The young man is Liu Chendong.

And that middle-aged figure was Bai Qingcang who had hatred with Luo Wushu.

“As long as it’s not that little **** Luo Wushu!” Bai Qingcang said in a low voice.

This time, the reason why he came to Tianhuang City was in addition to watching the ceremony.

Another part of the reason is to see if there is a chance to win Luo Wushu.

To Luo Wushu, he not only has killing intent, but also asks from his mouth what is the current situation of Xuanjie.

“I hope it’s Na Luo Wushu, so that I can do the work for the master and avenge Junior Brother Jiang.”

Liu Chendong said indifferently: “It’s a pity that his strength is too weak, even if the proud son of Tianhuangyu dies, it will not be his turn to become the holy son selected by the hall master.”

Bai Qingcang nodded lightly and said no more.

He is not a person who talks a lot, and he does not intend to let his disciple Liu Chendong know too much.

“Feng Jianzong is here!”

“The Fallen Leaf Sect is here!”

“Akaba Gate is here!”

…………

After Tiandaomen, many top forces in Tianhuangyu appeared one after another as if they had made an appointment.

People are not surprised by this.

After all, as early as a few days ago, these top forces had already gathered in Tianhuang City.

Many powerful people greeted each other.

The older generation has friends from the older generation, and the younger generation has friendships that belong to the younger generation.

But the difference is that many of the conversations between the younger generation, as the topic of the selection of the Holy Son, has become a bit more gunpowder.

It seems that they all have some thoughts about the position of the Holy Son.

The time has come.

In the direction of the temple, a figure finally appeared.

I saw Nie Feng and Zhong Kui walking towards the square.

Today’s Nie Feng, dressed in a golden costume, walks with dragons and tigers, with a dignified appearance.

The difference from the past is that today, he seems to be exuding confidence all over his body.

Seeing Nie Feng’s attitude like this, many people secretly guessed.

It seemed that Nie Feng should be the person chosen by the Hall Master for the Holy Son.

Otherwise, Nie Feng would not have had such a big change.

Sure enough, the selection of the Holy Son is a secret to the outside world, but for the people of the Heavenly Desolate Temple, it has long been known in their hearts.

“Congratulations to Nie Gongzi who is about to be canonized as a holy son and become the leader of the younger generation of the Tianhuangyu!”

Someone said congratulations.

I hope to be remembered by him because he was the first to tout Nie Feng.