Perfect World: Dreaming Back to Immortals

Chapter 75 The grand event of becoming a king, the glory of the gods

Seeing so many immortal king-level majestic beings at close range, Wang Heng's state of mind could not help but fluctuate a little, and he was stunned for a while.

Fortunately, King Shi's voice reached his ears and he came back to his senses in time, but at this moment, the air around him seemed to have solidified, making it difficult to move forward.

It wasn't until Wang Heng walked slowly to the side of King Shi and the other seven kings that the mountain-like pressure on his body slowly dissipated.

During this process, King Pan from the Immortal Realm cast a soft and appreciative look at him, and nodded with a smile.

Wang Heng wanted to respond, but King Shi shook his head and signaled him not to speak.

After receiving the instructions from the Immortal King, Wang Heng naturally did not dare to act rashly, so he had to stand behind the Seven Kings without saying a word or looking around.

However, he could feel that some immortal kings from the ancient world were looking at him, such as Wu Ending, Liu Dao, Qian Kun, True Dragon, True Phoenix, Immortal Monk King, Golden Taoist, etc., all of whom were related to his father. A powerful creature with a certain friendship.

As for some famous super ferocious beasts, they were just minding their own business with their eyes closed, as if they didn't notice his arrival at all.

In the entire hall, the Immortal Kings sat in a circle, and the envoys sent by the Ancient Realm 33 God and the Immortal King of the Immortal Realm sat on a futon a few feet behind the Immortal King.

Relying on strength to divide seats is an eternal principle in this world.

"Do you know why I called you here?" King Shi's voice sounded in his heart.

Wang Heng was shocked and said to himself: "Wang Heng doesn't know."

"The matter of conferring a king can originally be held after all the kings have arrived. However, I discussed it with your Uncle Suzaku and Uncle Mu and wanted you to join the group of people who conferred the king. After all, the blessings of all races Together with the blessings of heaven and earth, it condenses into ancient characters that symbolize glory. It is of no small importance and is of great benefit to you.

Some of the kings objected to this matter, and some agreed. After some discussion, it was approved that you should be included in the royal clan.

But it's a pity that your father just sent me a message, denying the matter. I want to hear your opinion. If you want, your uncles and I can give Wang Daoyou some more advice. Maybe we can make him change his mind
You must know that this opportunity was fought for with great difficulty and is hard-won. "

"Feng Wang?"

Wang Heng was taken aback.

Does it mean that he has a share in the blessings of all races and blessings from heaven and earth?By then, will the word "Yao" be engraved on his forehead?

His heart skipped a beat. Becoming a member of the royal clan meant becoming the same clan as the border clan led by the seven kings. This was undoubtedly a very tempting thing. If it were Wang Heng himself, he probably wouldn't After thinking about it too much, I agreed.

However, Wang Gen flatly rejected the matter. Such an attitude forced Wang Heng to seriously think about the pros and cons.

Now he and the Seven Kings are very close, they are called uncle and nephew, and the other party has promised to protect him.

If you accept the title of king from all races and become the same race with them, it means a deeper bond.

The geographical location of Daotian is destined to become a place of war and turmoil. Perhaps Wang Gen took this into consideration and did not want Wang Heng and the border people to get too close.

Just like Wang Gen himself, in order to repay the cause and effect, he went to help in the battle. As a result, he encountered an accident and a blood curse was born in his body. He almost died on the spot. Now the countdown to his life has begun.

This is a lesson learned from the past. Wang Gen just wants his son to live well.

Thinking of this, Wang Heng deeply understood his father's good intentions, so he responded to King Shi: "Thank you Uncle Shi and all uncles for your help. Wang Heng feels that the matter of making the king should be done according to his father's wishes. Father That way, there must be his reasons and reasons."

After hearing Wang Heng's answer, King Shi understood what he was thinking, so he nodded and stopped mentioning him joining the ranks of kings.

Soon, the kings' discussion was over and the king-making ceremony was about to begin. Everyone walked towards the outside of the giant palace.

Wang Heng followed the Seventh King and suddenly felt a strange gaze falling on his back.

He turned around and saw a tall middle-aged man looking at him intently, and his features were somewhat similar to his.

Wang Heng immediately understood that this was his uncle who had never been masked before - Wu Sheng Quasi Immortal King.

"Heng'er, how is your father's injury?"

A strange voice came. It was Wang Heng's uncle who was speaking.

"Are you... uncle? My father's injury is not serious for the time being."

Since he didn't know the relationship between his father and his mother's family, Wang Heng could only answer like this.

"Really? That's good. As long as your father is still alive, nothing big will happen." Wusheng Quasi-Immortal King said with a sigh of relief.

"What does uncle mean?" Wang Heng asked curiously.

"Your father and your grandfather are in the primitive ancient world and the fairyland. They can watch each other. Therefore, the Immortal King who is hostile to our Wu clan does not dare to act rashly. But if something happens to your father, then the Wu clan in the fairyland The enemy is likely to take advantage of this opportunity to attack.

By then, the Wu clan will be in danger. "

"Are the enemies of the Wu clan very powerful?" Wang Heng frowned slightly. As he expected, all immortal kings have their own enemies, and his grandfather Wuji Immortal King is no exception.

"Very strong. He can be said to be one of the strongest men in the Immortal Realm. He is extremely ancient. Moreover, he is not alone and has his own allies."

"Uncle, can you tell me who this creature is?"

"Logically speaking, I shouldn't tell you. Knowing too much will do you no good. However, I know that you are extremely talented. Sooner or later, you will face people from that lineage. When the time comes, you will not know and will be kept in the dark. It's easy to suffer big losses if you don't.

Therefore, telling you in advance is also for your sake.

The ancient creature's name is Ao Sheng. This time he was crowned king at the border gate, and he also sent an envoy here, presumably to inquire about your father's injury. "

"I see."

Wang Heng understood at once. When Shi Hao took the Ten Thousand Dao Tree in the original work, the creature responsible for guarding it said that the Ten Thousand Dao Tree originally belonged to an Immortal King family that was in conflict with Ao Sheng. Later, this Immortal King family Defeated, resulting in no clan members to take away the Wandaoshu in future generations.

Now it seems that this failed family is most likely the family to which Wang Heng's mother belonged.

In other words, the defeat of Immortal King Wuji occurred after Wang Gen passed away at the end of the Immortal Era.

"Okay, now that you know his name, you should also know the name of this creature ally. Taishi and Yuanchu. When meeting these creatures, you must be extra careful." Wu Sheng spoke again.

"Thank you uncle for reminding me, Heng'er will remember it."

"Your mother misses you very much and has been looking forward to returning to the primitive ancient world. However, at this moment, the situation is somewhat special and she must stay in the fairyland.

If one day, your father recovers from his injury, she should be able to come back, or if you become successful in cultivation, you can take the initiative to go to the fairyland and reunite mother and son. "Wang Heng nodded heavily. Since he took over this body, he has not seen the female fairy mother. His uncle probably doesn't know that he is going to the fairyland on this trip.

Afterwards, Wu Sheng stopped transmitting the message and followed the kings out of the giant palace.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Dao and Wu Zhong stood up and presided over the king-conferring ceremony.

The first is to worship heaven.

Led by two giants and many immortal kings, followed by a group of quasi-immortal kings and true immortals, they stood on the altar that had been prepared, offered sacrifices, lit immortal incense, and secretly stirred up the rules of the world.

The Immortal King of Endlessness and the Immortal King of Six Paths of Reincarnation stood at the front, holding a brilliant decree, and uttered ancient and mysterious syllables one after another, which spread to the entire 33 days. They seemed to be communicating with heaven and earth, informing the ethnic groups at the border of heaven and earth. The great achievements he made.

The giant spoke in person, complaining about cause and effect to heaven and earth. This kind of scene was rare in ancient times. Whether it was the Immortal King or the creatures below the Immortal King, they were all silent, watching closely this historic act of worshiping heaven.

The terrifying runes and rules of the avenue are as vast as the ocean, ebbing and flowing like the tide.

Not long after, the Primitive Ancient Realm 33 responded, and the Great Avenue of Heaven and Earth shook, stimulating bright divine radiance, which shot towards the Great Avenue of Heaven, and all descended on the Border Imperial City.

"boom!"

This scene is too vast. An imperial city, bathed in the divine radiance of the heavens, sweeps across the world, and an invisible blessing from heaven and earth reaches every living creature of the border tribe.

At the same time, all the kings moved together, and the majestic and majestic voice spread to every corner of the 33rd day.

Whether it is a super-rich clan, an ancient immortal dynasty, or a small primitive tribe, all living beings take out a passage of scripture and all the clansmen chant it together.

It is unimaginable to imagine what it would be like in the vast primitive ancient world, with all the creatures from all tribes and sects chanting the same scripture.

The content of the scripture is the affirmation and blessing of the border people's achievements.

If you don't accumulate steps, you won't reach thousands of miles; if you don't accumulate small streams, you won't be able to form rivers and seas.

At this moment, small streams and creeks from all corners of the 33 days converged towards Daotian, gradually converging into a vast river and sea.

The blessings of all races, coupled with the divine brilliance of the heavens and the blessings of heaven and earth, have enabled every living being in the border tribe to be baptized and overflow with brilliant brilliance.

The brilliance of the seven ancestors is the most dazzling, like seven blazing suns, illuminating the border areas and dispelling the darkness.

In the end, all the brilliance and brilliance were condensed into a word "yao", which disappeared into the forehead and dormant in the blood.

From now on, whenever the creatures of the border tribe fight against people, the ancient word "Glory" in their blood will appear, providing strength and protection.

This is a proof of supreme glory. It not only provides strength and protection, but also entrusts the ancestral skills of the ancestors of the ethnic group in ancient characters and passes them on to future generations of tribesmen, forever and ever.

In addition to the ethnic groups to which the seven ancestors belong, there are many other ethnic groups that have also been crowned kings. Their ancestors have sacrificed their precious lives to protect the imperial city. Naturally, these achievements cannot be buried.

Even at this moment, some ethnic groups do not have immortal kings, not even true immortals, but they still enjoy the glory of becoming kings. The most powerful person in the ethnic group can get the title of "king". If the first generation of "king" dies, then Inherited by the strongest descendants.

When the ancient characters representing glory were formed and deeply imprinted in the blood, the whole city cheered, and the atmosphere in the entire imperial city became enthusiastic.

Afterwards, the grand event entered another stage.

There was a carnival in the Imperial City, and all races were celebrating. The Immortal Kings were sitting at the banquet. White apes at the level of true immortals respectfully came up to pour wine. Immortal monkeys served fairy fruits and placed them on the Chaos Stone Table for the Immortal Kings. taste.

Immortal music sings in unison, melodious to the ear, and the Golden Lotus of the Great Dao takes root in the void. The sacred fairy spring gushes out from under the earth, emitting bursts of fairy mist.

The original imperial city, this ancient city that had experienced endless years of war, was transformed into a fairyland on earth at this moment.

The monks enjoyed this rare moment and celebrated the success of the grand ceremony of making the king. Some also talked about the great victory in the border battle. Everyone was honored and proud.

Only Wang Heng watched this scene quietly, out of tune with the lively atmosphere.

He was like an outsider, watching the original imperial city enter its most glorious moment in history.

Bathed in the divine glory of the heavens, blessed by all races in the ancient world, and visited by heroes from the Immortal Realm, there is no doubt that the Imperial City at this moment is brilliant and gorgeous, and will definitely leave a mark in the long river of time.

However, what happens after the glory is over?So what?

Wang Heng was thinking and alert.

"Boy, others are celebrating the grand event of being crowned king, but you are looking sad. What does this mean? Is it because that person's situation is not optimistic?"

The black shadow reappeared, it was the "Black King" who was standing in front of Wang Heng like a hill.

“It has nothing to do with my father, I’m just wondering, after its peak and glory, will it gradually decline?

It goes from strength to strength, right? Wang Heng responded, thinking of the tragic ending of the original imperial city in the perfect world.

Hearing this, the Black King frowned slightly and wanted to refute, because there were seven Immortal Kings sitting in the Border City, which was impregnable. But if you think about it carefully, prosperity and decline are the eternal truths in the world, so it didn't know it for a while. What to say.

"Are you really only ten years old? Why do I think you are just like the "King Ancestor" they call you, an old monster who has not been born for a long time? Could it be that you are reincarnated in the body of your own child?" said the Black King. , the look in Wang Heng's eyes immediately changed, becoming more fearful and awe-inspiring.

Wang Heng couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

"Senior, where did you think you were? If that were the case, when you called me 'boy' earlier, you would have already fallen to the ground and lost consciousness."

"Too."

The Black King nodded in agreement.

At the same moment, outside the imperial city, the two buried kings stood side by side, witnessing the grand event of crowning the king.

One of the burial kings recorded this event in detail in an ancient burial book.

And in the re-reinforced passage between the two realms, a huge empty blood-red eye silently watched the entire process.

The huge eyelids blinked and slowly disappeared into the darkness.

In a foreign land, in an ancient hall, several huge figures were sitting cross-legged, talking to each other.

"Let them be complacent first. When people are most complacent, they are often the least vigilant."

(End of this chapter)