In front of the Dream Weaver Temple, dream lights lingered, thousands of formations opened up, and various colored lights reflected each other in the mid-air, weaving this vast space like a dream.
The Lords of the Nine Dream Palaces and the Lords of the Fifty-four Cities of the Dream Weaver Divine Kingdom have all arrived, and the major vassal countries and forces that are eligible to be invited have arrived early.
Almost all the core forces of the entire Dream Weaver Kingdom are gathered here, and the space is so heavy that it is suffocating. Especially those invitees from affiliated countries all have different intentions and do not even dare to communicate loudly.
The conferment of the Son of God and the dream-weaving divine kingdom were originally a ceremony that had been longed for for thousands of years, but it has happened three times in a row in the past hundred years.
For the first time, Meng Jian Yuan was enthroned. At that time, the whole country was shaken, and the whole world was invited. The importance of the ceremony, and the intensity of the emotions of Lord Wu Meng, left a deep impression on everyone present.
The second time to seal the Mengjian River was only five short years ago. But at that time, the Dream Weaver God seemed to have not yet recovered from the pain of "losing his son". The scale of the ceremony was much smaller, and the whole world was not invited.
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Today is the third time... the person being sealed is Meng Jian Yuan who has returned alive. And this ceremony, no matter where it is, is unspeakably unusual. One after another, the eyes are constantly glancing at the Dream Weaver God.
I dreamed of Xi, but saw that he looked calm, as if he was not affected at all.
It has been seven days since Meng Jian Yuan returned alive, but he has stayed in the Temple of the Son of God that was built for him all day long. There are very few people who have actually seen him. Even the masters of the nine dream palaces have
No one knows what Meng Jian Yuan has grown into now.
At this time, the door of the temple opened, and Meng Kongchan walked out slowly. Next to him was the God Queen Meng Xuanjue in a full dress.
Everyone fell silent and bowed in unison: "Welcome to the Divine Queen, the Divine Queen."
Mengkong Chan nodded and said casually, "Is Yuan'er not here yet?"
The master of ceremonies took a small step forward, bowed and said: "Returning to the Lord God, Mr. Yuan has not arrived yet. I think he is still making preparations."
Meng Kong Chan turned his eyes and said loudly: "The time has not come yet, everyone, please take your seats."
Everyone responded and sat down in order. In the vast venue, countless air currents were faintly moving. Everyone wanted to know what kind of profound meaning this sudden ceremony for the enthronement of the Son of God contained in the Dream Weaver God, and what impact it would have on the Dream Weaver God.
What impact will the pattern of the Kingdom of Dreamweaver have?
Meng Kong cicada glanced at everyone, and just as he was about to speak, an announcement came from afar: "The Nineth Anniversary of the Son of the Son of Senluo Kingdom has arrived!"
The name of "Jiu Zhizhi" made everyone look back in shock, even Meng Kongchan's eyebrows moved slightly.
Soon, a man's figure came from afar, accompanied by a gentle and dignified greeting that was yet powerful: "Nine magistrates of Senluo Palace, congratulations to the Kingdom of Dreamweaver for having another divine son. This time you come uninvited, and there is no hope."
The Dream God, the Queen, and the senior dream weavers lightly blame me."
Meng Jianxi, who is also the Son of God, quickly stood up and greeted him with a big smile: "Hahahaha, God Son Senluo came in person to give me the Kingdom of Dreamweaver and Brother Yuan's great dignity. How can I blame him?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his title also changed: "Brother, please come and take a seat."
The ninth magistrate of the palace nodded to Mengjianxi, then moved forward and respectfully presented a gift: "It's just a small gift, one congratulations to the Lord Wu Meng for finding his beloved son, and two congratulations to the Dream Weaver Divine Kingdom for adding another divine son. Such double happiness, father.
God is also very grateful.”
Meng Kongchan signaled the master of ceremonies to accept the congratulatory gift, and said with a smile: "My nephew is very interested. This ceremony is too hasty and not widely invited. How can my nephew have the time to come here in person?"
Dian Jiuzhi said calmly: "To be honest, Jiuzhi was going to Zhetian Divine Kingdom to visit his sister Caili. When he arrived, he found out that she was in seclusion and could not be seen. It also happened to be a grand event for dream weaving, so he followed his father's instructions.
It is God’s will to come here.”
"Hahaha!" Mengkong Chan laughed loudly, but the smile was quite meaningful: "My good nephew is really as infatuated as ever. I have recorded this intention. Please quickly lead the Son of Senluo to his seat."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mengkong Chan's expression suddenly changed, his eyes turned sharply, and his face was full of disbelief.
A woman's voice, as cold as an ice fairy from a distant world, reached everyone's ears at this moment: "Zhetian Divine Kingdom Paints Qingying, congratulations to Dream Weaver Divine Kingdom for adding another divine son."
The clear and cold voice shocked everyone as if they were thundering in the sky. They all looked away from Dian Jiuzhi... Their faces were filled with disbelief, like a cicada in a dream.
The figure of a woman fell from the sky, with green silk and blue clothes, a icy face like a painting, and the shadow of a sword hidden in her eyes... It is the world of the abyss that no one knows, no one knows, a fairy paints a clear shadow, and kills the world with a sword that breaks the sky.
Fairy.
Until the shadow of the Sword Immortal really appeared in their sight, they still couldn't believe their eyes... Because after so many years, the Sword Immortal basically only wandered outside the world, existing in legends, and rarely appeared outside the Zhetian Divine Kingdom.
And never participate in any kind of ceremony.
And today, she actually... came uninvited?
Meng Kongchan's fingers unconsciously tightened and unclenched, and his mind was at a loss for a few moments. He quickly took a few steps forward and said loudly: "Zhetian Sword Immortal is here, today's ceremony will undoubtedly be more colorful, Zhetian God
I will definitely thank you in person for this kind kindness from my country."
"No need to thank you." Hua Qingying said in a tone that was all too familiar to Mengkong Chan: "I'm just here to wait and see. I have no other intentions and no gifts. You don't need to pay attention to the Lord Wu Meng."
As soon as she finished her words, her figure disappeared and she stood quietly high in the sky, her whole body emitting an icy cold aura that kept all spirits away.
How could Mengkong Chan not know why Hua Qingying came here... He is actually one of the people who knows Hua Qingying best in the world. He knows that she is not close to anything, but he only protects Hua Qingying to the extreme.
And Yun Che and Hua Caili have a life-long relationship... She is afraid that Hua Caili's man will be bullied.
Meng Xuanjue secretly stared at Hua Qingying and gritted her teeth.
Dian Jiuzhi flew up, but before he could get close, he was blocked by the invisible sword energy. He immediately recognized his interest, saluted Hua Qingying from afar, and sat down again, with no trace of disappointment on his expression.
It’s just that Dian Jiu knew that Hua Qingying’s arrival really made this awkward ceremony even more weird.
All the dreamers looked at each other, not knowing why.
The hour is approaching, and the protagonist of this ceremony has finally arrived.
Everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the man in silver who was walking slowly.
The return of Meng Jian Yuan is undoubtedly the most talked about thing in the Dream Weaver Kingdom in recent times. It is rumored that he has been traveling alone in the world during these years. It is rumored that the reason why he has not come back is that he has lost his past memories... Rumors
When Mengkong Chan recognized him, he was so excited that he shed tears of deity.
They originally thought that for a person who was traveling abroad and had no memory of the Kingdom of God, the Kingdom of God must be an unattainable place in his cognition. Now that he was the son of a god, he would undoubtedly be extremely excited and hesitant.
But when he just returned and faced today's situation, facing a group of people who should be as high as the gods of Tianque to him, he would definitely feel nervous, shrinking, at a loss, and at a loss...
However, the man in their sight had a leisurely look, his steps were not hurried or slow, and instead of showing the slightest hint of fear in his eyes, there was... a clear trace of laziness, as if he had just woken up from a deep sleep.
In addition to his bearing, he has a handsome figure and handsome features. With just one glance, his appearance and splendor are clearly better than those of all the descendants of Meng Kong Chan...even better than Meng Jian Xi.
He stood in front of Mengkong Chan, looking around... The unfamiliar faces and the aura of the third level of the Divine Master Realm actually gave everyone a clear and incomparable feeling of disdain.
"Oh?" Dian Jiuzhi's eyes were full of interest, and he whispered to himself: "No wonder the Lord Wumeng is so eager, this child... is definitely not something in the pool."
These words fell into the ears of Meng Jianxi who was beside him. He tightened his fingers slightly, but said with a smile: "Although Brother Yuan suffered a conspiracy and has been drifting for hundreds of years, his blood and soul are still my dream-weaving son.
Not only Father God, I also have great love and joy for my current brother Yuan."
"..." Dian Jiuzhi smiled but said nothing.
"This child is very different from what I expected." There were whispers hidden in the Dream Palace.
"His appearance and temperament are truly unexpected. It's a pity that his cultivation is low, he has no foundation and no support, and he was thrust into public view so early... What a pity."
Yun Che bowed to Meng Kongchan and Meng Xuanjue and said, "Yun Che pays homage to God Wu Meng and pays homage to the Queen of Gods. I am almost late due to a little fatigue, so please forgive me."
"It's not too late, just right." Mengkong Chan said gently.
But when Yun Che's words fell into the ears of others, their hearts were shaken.
Meng Xuanjue raised her eyebrows and said, "Yun Che? Divine Lord Wu Meng? Since you are the son of the Divine Lord, Meng Jian Yuan, and you have returned to the Kingdom of Dreamweaver, how can you call yourself by your previous name again? How can I call you directly?
Father God’s name!”
Yun Che raised his eyes and said calmly: "After coming back to his senses, the identity of 'Meng Jian Yuan' was told to the younger generation by the Lord Wu Meng. However, the younger generation has no memory of ten years ago, so in his heart and soul, he cannot fully accept the peace and harmony.
Accept this identity.”
"Yun Che's name was given by my master. Yun Che's life was saved by my master. An identity that descended from the void and does not exist in memory, how can it be nothing more than a recreated one like Heavenly Master's grace! Therefore, unless the past is restored,
Memory, otherwise, I would only like to be named 'Yun Che'."
"Absolutely ridiculous!"
Meng Xuanjue's voice was sharp, and everyone was in an uproar. The words "dream into the abyss", at a small scale, are childish and ridiculous, but at a larger scale, they are clearly contemptuous of dream weaving...
Before Meng Xuanjue took the opportunity to scold her, she heard Meng Kongchan laugh loudly: "Hahahaha! Well said! Never forget your loyalty because of profit, and never forget your gratitude because of power! You are worthy of being my son, Mengkong Chan.
My dream-weaving children should all have this attitude!"
After saying these words, Meng Xuanjue held back the words she was about to say, and her face became ugly.
Meng Kongchan seemed not to notice, and continued: "Yuan'er, if you decisively abandon your master's gift because of your status as the son of the god, your father will only be extremely disappointed. Because if so, you will be chasing profit with those people.
What is the difference between people who forget their righteousness and only know how to behave like flies and dogs all day long?"
The faces of those who had just wanted to take the opportunity to speak suddenly turned red, and cold sweat dripped down their foreheads.
Still... can it still be like this?
Meng Jianxi stood up and said with a smile: "Although Brother Yuan has been wandering for a hundred years, he still sticks to his true heart, which is admirable and gratifying. The words of Father God are as broad as the sea, fully demonstrating the broad tolerance of my Dream Weaving Kingdom.
"
He faced Yun Che and said: "Brother Yuan, my mother has always been strict, especially when it comes to the dignity of dream weaving. I just reprimanded you and I hope you won't take it too seriously, so as not to create a rift with your mother."
After a few short words, four or five pitfalls were hidden. Yun Che nodded slightly and responded calmly: "Don't worry, Lord Xi, I haven't got into your heart at all."
"Yes." Meng Kongchan nodded: "Yuan'er, I will find a way to restore your past memories. Before that, I allow you to keep the name 'Yun Che'. One is to praise you for your kindness and integrity, and the other is to thank you.
Master’s grace for saving my life. No one can have any further objections to this matter.”
There is no doubt that Mengkong Chan gave Yun Che the greatest tolerance in front of everyone.
He also openly expressed his extreme love for "Meng Jian Yuan" to everyone.
And this attitude, which has never been given to others, will undoubtedly cause subtle changes in everyone's mood to varying degrees.
"It's almost time." Mengkong Chan took a step forward: "Yuan'er, come to my father."
Wherever he looked, he saw the majesty of the True God, and his voice also carried the supreme divine breath, resounding in the sky above the entire Dream Weaver Kingdom: "My son sees the abyss, and is the first weaver in this generation of the Dream Weaver Kingdom for me."
The son of the Dream God encountered misfortune when he was young, and he wandered away for a hundred years before returning home safely. This is my fault and the loss of the Kingdom of God."
"Today, my son Jian Yuan crowns me the Son of God, congratulates my son on his return, and gives my son a new life!"
His gaze stayed on Mengjianxi: "Jianxi, after today's ceremony, Yuan'er will become the son of the dreamweaver god together with you. You two brothers should work together, support each other, and share the dreamweaver's future."
Meng Jianxi immediately stood up and said solemnly: "I will obey Father God's order! I will work together with Brother Yuan to share the worries of Father God and weave the glory of dreams together!"
"Very good!" Mengkong Chan nodded: "My son dreamed of the sealing ceremony of the Son of God Yuan, and now..."
"Wait! Your Majesty, please listen to me first."
A sudden voice interrupted the words of Lord Wu Meng.
The person who spoke had already stood up, and it was the Lord of the Seventh Dream Palace... Meng Jianxi's uncle, Meng Xuanji.