At this moment, the space seemed to have become stagnant, and the breathing of all the monks present became heavy.
The two great saints at the temple gate, Xia Yuan and Qiang Caiyi, had their hearts beating loudly and their eyes were looking at the high platform without blinking.
They all wanted to know who the Holy Son who was chosen by the sect master and who might become their master was.
Under the high platform, the powerful geniuses of various sects also looked at the high platform with solemn expressions. They also wanted to know who the Holy Son was.
Only the five true disciples and the ten core disciples of the temple sect felt unwillingness and disappointment in their hearts.
Because until now, they have not received the news that they have been canonized as the Holy Son. Obviously, they have no destiny with the Holy Son.
For a moment, all the monks present were either staring at the high platform or looking around.
The atmosphere at the scene was very solemn.
Under the high platform, Zi Yan also stopped chattering and looked around with burning eyes. Obviously she also wanted to know who the Holy Son was.
However, at this moment, Wang Fan suddenly stood up and immediately walked slowly towards the high platform.
When Zi Yan saw this scene, her expression changed instantly, "Senior Brother Wang, what are you going to do?"
She was a little panicked. Now was the time for the temple to invite the Holy Son. What was Wang Fan doing out there?
She wanted to grab Wang Fan, but unfortunately it was too late because Wang Fan had already walked out.
The other geniuses from Shenyi Academy looked at Wang Fan who walked out, and their expressions also became gloomy.
"What are you going to do? Come back here!" That Yuru scolded Wang Fan even more unceremoniously.
She was almost angry to death, and almost scared to death. At this critical moment, Wang Fan stood up rashly. What did it mean?
You know, after being canonized, you can challenge, but you are absolutely not allowed to cause trouble at this time, otherwise you will definitely be killed, and even be directly implicated in their Shenyi Academy.
"They are inviting the Holy Son. Why are you, a casual cultivator, stepping forward?"
"Damn bastard, what do you want to do? Do you want to harm my Shenyi Academy like this?"
"Seniors, I'm really sorry for making everyone laugh. This person is not from our Shenyi Academy. I just met him by chance on the road, so I brought him here with me."
The other disciples of Shenyi Academy also yelled out, and some even quickly bowed and apologized to the emperor and others on the high platform.
They were really frightened and almost scared to death.
If they had known earlier that Wang Fan would be so reckless, they would never have brought Wang Fan here.
However, the eyes of the emperor and others on the high platform were extremely cold, and they did not pay attention to the people in Shenyi Academy at all.
Wang Fan naturally ignored them. He just smiled faintly at Zi Yan and strode towards the high platform.
Da da da.
His steps were very light, but he still made a slight sound.
Soon, under the shocked gazes of all the monks, Wang Fan had stepped onto the steps and onto the high platform.
"Welcome to the Holy Son!"
The moment Wang Fan stepped onto the high platform, except for the emperor, the other two people on the high platform bowed again.
The Holy Son, this is the successor second only to the sect leader and the future helmsman of the temple sect.
Although Wang Fan is not as good as them in cultivation, in terms of status, they are not as good as Wang Fan, so they must respect Wang Fan.
Wang Fan smiled bitterly, waved his hands slightly, and quickly walked to the center of the high platform.
The emperor looked at Wang Fan and asked with a serious expression, "Wang Fan, I would like to ask you, are you willing to become the holy son of my temple?"
"You have to know that if you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. If you become the Holy Son, you must accept tests and challenges. And once you fail, the end is likely to be death."
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Although you are my disciple and the candidate for the Holy Son of my temple sect, I still want to ask you one last time."
When Wang Fan heard this, he felt depressed. Even now, could he just say he didn't want to? By then, I'm afraid he would be beaten to death by this cheap master without anyone else taking action, right?
Of course, Wang Fan didn't show it at all, thinking so in his heart, but nodded, "I am willing to report back to Master!"
Wang Fan's voice fell, and the emperor breathed a sigh of relief.
If it weren't for that terrifying skinny hand, he might not have much fear, but now, he must respect Wang Fan's opinion.
If Wang Fan didn't want to, he didn't dare to force Wang Fan. Jin Gua didn't know what level of powerhouse he had owned that big, skinny hand.
Below the high platform.
Xiaoqing, Xiaoyu and other maids looked at Wang Fan standing on the high platform, and they were all a little confused.
Even though they have become immortals, their expressions at this moment are just like those of ordinary women, with their mouths open so wide that they can definitely put an egg in them.
They couldn't believe their eyes.
When Xia Yuan saw Wang Fan, his eyes became complicated for a moment, but he quickly adjusted his attitude.
Yes, she had already expected that Wang Fan was so powerful, right?
It's just something that's reasonable and unexpected.
As for Qiang Caiyi, her heart was shaking and she couldn't calm down for a long time.
She never thought that the guy who was canonized, the guy who was about to become her master, would be Wang Fan. The murderous intention in her heart was as turbulent as waves, but she quickly concealed it.
Over at Shenyi Academy, Zi Yan was dumbfounded, Yuru was dumbfounded, and the disciples who scolded Wang Fan were also dumbfounded.
This, how is this possible?
"Next, the canonization ceremony will be held. Wear the holy crown and the holy robe!"
The emperor is the root
He ignored the shock of those people and spoke out again.
At the same time, several beautiful and strong female cultivators came up dragging jade plates.
On the jade plate was the holy crown and robe made for Wang Fan.
Wang Fan looked at the pile of clothes and was completely stunned, with a look of despair on his face.
Does it need to be so complicated?
Soon, the sect elders took over the holy crown and robe and put it on for Wang Fan.
Wang Fan acted like a wooden man throughout the whole process, letting the other party do whatever he wanted.
He misses the maid Xiaoqing Xiaoyu and others now. It would be great if they could wear these clothes for him.
It's a pity that it is these elders who have lived for who knows how many years. He is really about to collapse.
After half an hour of tossing, the canonization ceremony finally ended and entered the challenge stage.
The emperor had just left the high platform with the elders, and a monk stood up and said loudly, "Why? Who is he, and why can he become the holy son of my temple? I, Han Qian, refuse to accept it!"
Following the sound, Han Qian's figure flashed and he jumped directly onto the high platform.
Seeing Han Qian appear, the entire scene instantly became quiet again.
Almost everyone knows about Han Qian, even the top sect elders.
Because this Han Qian is the first of the five true disciples of the Temple Sect and the fifth-ranked monster on the Immortal List.
No one thought that the first one to stand up and challenge would be Han Qian.
The emperor who had already left the high platform saw Han Qian standing up first, sighed, couldn't help but shook his head slightly, and said slowly, "Anyone who refuses to accept can challenge, life or death!"
The reason why he said the last four words was because he was afraid that Wang Fan would have scruples.
Because Han Qian is very strong, once Wang Fan has any scruples, he is likely to be defeated.
But Wang Fan cannot be defeated!
This chapter has been completed!