Chapter Eight
The sound in the square outside Wushen Palace was like a roaring tsunami. The uniform shouts of "Fragrance God..." "Fragrance God..." "Fragrance God..." could be heard clearly even in Wushen Palace, and
The voice got louder and louder, more and more excited.
Finally, when Wang Wuyuan's figure appeared on the viewing platform of Wushen Palace and waved gently to the crowd in the square, the atmosphere in the entire square suddenly reached a climax, triggering countless screams.
For many people who were waiting in the square, their wait was finally rewarded, and they could finally see with their own eyes the true face of this legendary figure who was famous in the Ancestral Star.
"The God of Fragrance, the God of Fragrance is here..."
"The God of Incense is here to see us..."
"Just on the observation deck..."
The God of Fragrance really did not disappoint. He was just like the legend. He was young, handsome, and had a unique and profound temperament. Such a person was indeed completely different from those old monsters in the Supreme Realm.
The people waiting in the square were satisfied and then shouted even more excitedly.
The hundreds of thousands of people in the square were excited and surging, wanting to get closer. This situation caused the nerves and bodies of the guards who maintained order outside the Martial God Palace to tense up at the same time, and they struggled to form several human walls, like
Like a dam that blocked the flood, the excited crowd was locked in the square.
Wang Wuyin stood on the observation deck, smiling and waving gently to countless people in the square. The turbulent and excited crowd in the square, with their red faces and waving arms, were shouting loudly.
The shouting made Wang Wuyuan feel dazed for a moment, thinking it was a scene of fanatical fans chasing stars that he saw on earth.
The crowd was so excited. Seeing that the wall of guards who maintained order outside the Martial God Palace was about to be knocked down by the raging crowd, and the "dam" was about to fall, Wang Wuyin waved his hand, and a scent that was like orchid and not orchid, and that was as cold as ice.
It spread across the entire square. Anyone who smelled this fragrance suddenly felt refreshed, happy in their hearts, thoughts flowing out like rolling beads, transparent and lively, and the true energy in the body was unobstructed, and there was a kind of floating desire.
It feels like a fairy, and some minor injuries on the body are healing quickly even under this fragrance.
Slowly, the feverish restlessness in everyone's hearts slowly subsided under the comfort of this fragrance, leaving only joy and tranquility.
"Ah, what kind of fragrance is this? It's so comfortable..."
"Did you smell it too?"
"This is a bit like the precious psychic barrier-breaking incense, but this smell is deeper than the psychic barrier-breaking incense. It can dissolve the barriers in people's hearts and break down the barriers to practice..." Many of the people in the square worshiped the king.
He is a master of incense, so someone immediately discovered the specialness of the sudden aroma.
"The psychic barrier-breaking incense is a luxury item for cultivation. One puff costs tens of thousands of ancestral crystals..."
"No, this is not just the psychic barrier-breaking incense, it also contains the scent of Requiem Grass and Everlasting Flower. The latter is a healing artifact that cannot be exchanged for ten thousand gold. Only those who are above the Pure Yang realm are eligible to enjoy it.
..." A master of incense exclaimed, "The only one who can melt these aromas into a furnace and release them in such a large range is the God of Incense..."
"The God of Fragrance has taken action, the God of Fragrance has taken action. Only the God of Fragrance has such great ability..."
"The God of Fragrance has taken action..."
"I feel like the trauma my heart suffered a few days ago seems to be starting to heal..."
"Oh my god..."
The crowd was still excited, but there was no restlessness. Everyone, including the fortress guards who maintained order in the square, breathed in the strange fragrance that filled the air. Slowly, dozens of people in the square
Tens of thousands of people, all of them were silent. Everyone raised their heads and looked up at the handsome figure standing on the viewing platform.
What those people in the square didn't know was that this fragrance spread rapidly from the square. In just a short time, the entire Jianshan Fortress was enveloped in this layer of unspeakable fragrance, and everyone in the fortress
, can all be smelled.
The whole square went from restless to peaceful.
Wang Wuyuan's eyes swept across the crowd in the square, and then he finally spoke in a deep voice, "I am filled with emotions when I return to Sword God Fortress again. Here are my familiar friends, teachers, relatives, and countless others who care about me.
Those who hope that I will come back again. In the past few years, countless people have shed blood, sweat, and even sacrificed their lives to protect this place. Those people are the real heroes. May the living be safe and the dead be safe.
rest in peace!"
"...Today, we ushered in a great victory. The monster clan was defeated and lost countless strong men. They have retreated and died out. From now on, they will tremble when they hear the words Sword God Fortress, but I am not the only one.
The credit of everyone is the credit of everyone guarding Jianshan Fortress at this moment. The glory belongs to me and to you, and the glory belongs to everyone!"
"...Thousands of races are competing for freedom in the sky. In this vast land, the lineage of our ancestral divine star human race will surely last for eternity and stand at the top forever!"
Wang Wuyin's few words inspired people and boosted morale, making countless people in the square burst into tears, almost uncontrollably excited.
At this most exciting moment, among the countless people gathered, someone in the crowd shouted loudly first, "Please give the God of Fragrance the title of Heavenly Lord. The God of Fragrance will kill the Demon Lord. This is already the case."
Qualification, if Xiang Shen does not have this qualification, we will not accept it..."
"Tianzun..."
"Tianzun..."
"Tianzun..."
At first, only some of them were shouting, but soon, the words "Tianzun" seemed to be contagious. In just a moment, hundreds of thousands of people in the entire square began to shout in unison.
"Tianzun..."
"Tianzun..."
"Tianzun..."
Wang Wuyin was also a little excited. Looking at the roaring crowd in the square, Wang Wuyin took a deep breath and slowly stepped back from the viewing platform.
But even if Wang Wuyin retreats, the shouts of the word "Tianzun" gradually spread from the square to all directions, shaking the entire Jianshan Fortress. It is really what people want...
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Wang Wuyin retreated to the residence of Wushen Palace, and was thinking of going to visit Xuanyuan Qianqiu and Tu Tian. However, a steward from Wushen Palace came to Wang Wuyin with a strange expression and told Wang Wuyin a piece of news.
Outside the Martial God Palace, there was a guy who claimed to be a person sent by the Myriad Tribulations Immortal Sect. He had important matters and asked to see Wang Wuyin, but that person couldn't bring out any tokens. He just drew a picture and asked the steward to bring it in, saying that Wang Wuyin
I will see him as soon as I see this picture.
The steward of the Martial God Palace originally thought that the other party was a liar, but that person swore to him and threatened him fiercely. If he delayed the important events of the Wanjie Immortal Sect, he would be punished by the sect leader.
Although he felt that the man was a liar, after some weighing, the steward in the Martial God Palace came to see Wang Wuyin with the painting. He made up his mind that once Wang Wuyin said that he did not know the man, that man would dare to
If you play tricks on him, he will beat the shit out of that guy when he gets out.
"Oh, what kind of painting is that? Show it to me!" After hearing these words, Wang Wuyin also felt strange.'
The steward handed the painting over and said it was a painting, but it was just a piece of folded white paper.
Wang Wuyin opened the white paper and found a sketch on the white paper. With a few strokes, he sketched out a scene - the picture was a cave. In the cave, there was a skeleton with more than half of its body sunk into the stone.
Holding a bead on top...
Seeing this painting, Wang Wuyin was also shocked. This painting was the scene when he obtained the Orb of Ten Thousand Tribulations. How could anyone know...
"Where is the man who gave you this painting?"
"Just outside the Martial God Palace!"
"Bring that person in to see me..." Wang Wuyin immediately said to the steward of Wushen Palace.
"OK……"
Hearing that Wang Wuyin wanted to see that person, the steward of Wushen Palace shed a cold sweat in his heart. The number of invitations received by Wushen Palace at this moment could fill a room. The heads of the ordinary Tiandao family could not even be ranked.
Chapter completed!