The robe is pure white, with the two characters Zhenwu embroidered on the back, and a crescent moon pattern on the front of the chest.
The entire robe is woven from periwinkle silkworm silk, which feels very warm and soft to the touch.
When the sun shines again, a new day begins again.
Xu Zimo finished washing under the service of two maids, Chunxiao and Xia Qiu.
He picked up the Holy Son's robe with one hand, put it directly on his body, and then, accompanied by Xiao Guizi, walked towards the canonization ceremony.
The morning breeze is rippling. In the final stage of autumn, the weather has gradually turned cooler.
Along the way, everyone they met, whether they were ordinary elders or core disciples, would greet Xu Zimo.
The status of the Holy Son is transcendent within the sect, and he can even sit on an equal footing with the seven elders.
When Xu Zimo arrived at the place where the canonization ceremony was held, the place was already crowded with people.
Almost all the disciples of the Zhenwu Holy Sect gathered here.
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"Our Zhenwu Holy Sect has been established for more than 100,000 years since its founder, Emperor Zhenwu." Xu Qingshan stood at the front, his eyes swept across the audience, and his voice contained aura and said loudly: "During these 100,000 years, the sect has also
There have been many characters worthy of being remembered by the times.
What makes me proud is that despite hundreds of thousands of years of setbacks and wind and rain, time has not defeated this behemoth, but has instead made it become more cohesive and powerful.
However, we all understand that yesterday's glory is in the past after all, and we must move towards a brighter future together.
Xu Zimo, a disciple of our sect, won the first place in the six sect competition.
At the same time, based on the recent observations and discussions between the seven elders and I, we decided to canonize Xu Zimo as the contemporary saint son.
I hope he can shoulder the mission of the Holy Son,………….”
Listening to Xu Qingshan's opening remarks on the court for a long time, Xu Zimo was a little bored.
It wasn't until the speech was about to end that he slowly walked up.
He took the identity token exclusive to the Holy Son from Xu Qingshan, then turned around and looked at the dense crowd of disciples in the audience.
His eyes were as bright as a torch, the breeze blew his long hair a little messy, and his white robe was fluttering gently in the wind.
"This is the best of times," Xu Zimo paused, a smile appeared on his lips, and he said slowly: "Because you will witness the coming of an extremely brilliant era, and you will become witnesses of glorious history.
But this is also the worst era, because you and I were born in the same era.
In my era, if it is a dragon, you have to coil up, and if it is a tiger, you have to lie down.
Regardless of whether you are a genius or a monster, you will all fade away under my radiance without success."
Hearing Xu Zimo's words, the noisy disciples in the arena instantly fell silent.
Everyone looked at the young man in front of them in bewilderment.
"You just need to understand one thing," Xu Zimo looked at the disciples below and said calmly: "I will carry the destiny of heaven. From now on, there will only be two great emperors in this world.
One is called Xu Zimo, and the other is called the other great emperors."
After Xu Zimo finished speaking, he looked around at all the people around him, then turned and left.
At this moment, he was the focus of the audience. Everyone looked at his back and remained silent.
Everyone can understand what Xu Zimo said. This guy has great ambitions and wants to distinguish himself from all the great emperors.
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Putting aside the sensation caused by these people within the sect, Xu Zimo said goodbye to Xu Qingshan on the second day of the canonization ceremony and prepared to leave the far west.
This time he took Xiao Guizi with him when he went out.
Situ Goudan has grown up now, Xu Zimo rode the tiger cub, and Xiao Guizi left Zhenwu Shengzong at dawn that morning.
There are many routes from the far west to the core of the Eastern Continent. Xu Zimo chose to start from the direction of Shiwanda Mountain. As long as he climbed over Shiwanda Mountain, he could directly reach the Eastern Continent.
The morning mist in the early morning has not yet awakened from its deep sleep, and the two figures slowly disappeared into the mist.
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The Hundred Thousand Mountains are located to the east of the Far West, where the continuous peaks wind and hover on the earth.
It is precisely because the mountain range is so vast that it is difficult to calculate, so the local people call it the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
There are many tribes living deep in the mountains, and the people of these tribes regard monsters as their strength and totem.
Each tribe has its own monsters that it believes in, so outsiders also call them the Beast Tribe.
Of course, they are different from the half-orcs of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect. They are pure human beings.
Xu Zimo and Xiao Guizi spent seven days on the road, and finally arrived at the foot of Shiwanda Mountain before it got dark.
"Holy Son, let's find a tribe nearby to rest for the night," Xiao Guizi said, "We can continue on our way until tomorrow."
Xu Zimo nodded and said, "You should call me senior brother from now on."
The two of them walked into Shiwanda Mountain. It was already November, and the north wind was blowing cold current from the other side of the mountain.
Xu Zimo rode the Dark Sky Tiger and ran through the mountains and forests for more than ten minutes, and finally saw the twinkling lights not far away.
When the two got closer, they discovered that this was a small tribe. There was a huge tiger statue at the entrance of the tribe.
At this moment, right in front of the tribe, a group of people were surrounding a bonfire, singing and dancing, as if they were celebrating something.
There were only over a hundred people in this group. Although the number was small, the atmosphere was quite lively.
"The totem of their tribe should be the tiger," Xu Zimo said to Xiao Guizi.
The two people stepped forward, and everyone in the tribe also discovered the two outsiders.
"Hello," Xiao Guizi said to everyone with a smile: "We are travelers preparing to cross the Hundred Thousand Mountains. It is getting late tonight. I wonder if I can stay here for one night?"
"Where are you from?" Among this group of people, an old man with gray hair who looked very prestigious stood up and asked warily.
"We come from the far west and want to go to the core area of the eastern continent," Xiao Guizi replied.
The old man was silent for a while, and finally said: "Okay, then you can come in."
After Xu Zimo and the others entered, the old man glanced at the Dark Sky Tiger behind them, slightly bent down and bowed three times, and everyone else next to him also bent down and bowed three times.
"Our place is one of the branches of the Tiger Tribe. Usually few outsiders come here," the old man said with a smile.
"It will be cleaner if no one comes," Xiao Guizi replied.
"It is precisely because it is so pure that in recent years some young people from the tribe have often gone out to explore the outside world," the old man shook his head and replied.
The place where the Tiger tribe lives is somewhat similar to a tent, and their rooms are made of a very special fabric.
