To the south of the quiet Taiqing Pond, at the foot of the towering Wuji Mountain, lies the Golden Temple of the Ten Thousand Gods and the Divine Envoy Ceremony.
In the grand ceremony, the four messengers of God selected by the God's Compass will go to the four continents respectively, ranking above the four Witch Kings, and exercising the responsibilities of the Sons of God or Goddess.
The dazzling sunlight scorched the earth, and the gods prostrated under the jade steps in front of the temple, anxiously waiting for the final result.
One hour, two hours, three hours have passed
Three divine envoys from Dongling, Nanze, and Xichuan Continent have been selected, but only the envoy from Beiyun Continent has yet to be determined.
The golden thorns of the compass emitted a scorching light, covering the entire sky and earth. The pointer crossed over the name of every god without stopping at all, and it seemed that it would never stop.
Waiting is an option without a choice
The gods knelt until their knees became weak, but they did not dare to stand up rashly. The God of Command, who was in charge of the compass, could not help but frown. For thousands of years, he had never encountered such a situation. Could it be that among the thousands of gods in the vast Central China?
, is there no compass that chooses the god for Beiyun?
Until the mythical beast guarding the hall also let out an anxious roar
Crown Prince Jun Wushang finally couldn't help but ask: "Lord Si Ming, what on earth is going on?"
Old Siming looked at the constantly rotating compass pointer, and then at the gods who were kneeling before His Highness. Suddenly, he understood something. With a "pop" sound, Siming closed the compass heavily, and the golden light shining on the heaven and earth suddenly shrank.
The sudden change caused a lot of discussion among the gods, silently questioning Lao Siming's decision to end the ceremony early.
"Lord Si Ming!" The Crown Prince was also anxious, "What are you..."
Lao Si Ming calmly stroked his long and white beard and said: "The envoy of Beiyun is not in Zhonglu."
The anomaly in the Divine Envoy Ceremony finally alarmed the God on the top of Wuji Mountain and the Heavenly Tower——
"Good man"
Vicissitudes of life, low and steady, Shen Ning, but the sound is like a loud bell, deafening and enlightening. It is the voice from the top of the Five Continents.
The gods immediately lowered their bodies and Old Siming quickly turned around and prostrated: "I'm here, old minister."
"You and Wu Shang, come up to the tower."
"yes"
Lao Siming and the Crown Prince climbed up to the Heavenly Tower together, and the gods were still kneeling and waiting for His Highness.
The God and the Queen live in the Heavenly Tower on the top of Wuji Mountain all year round. Except for the Crown Prince and Lao Siming who are summoned occasionally, no one can see the true form of the God. This visit to the Heavenly Tower shows the seriousness of this matter.
When the moon was cold and the sun was setting over the western mountains, the Crown Prince and Lao Siming came out of the pagoda and went down the mountain. The gods who had been kneeling all day raised their heads, waiting for the final judgment of the ceremony.
"The deity has a decree to order Bai Shiqing, the son of King Bai, to go to Beiyun to take up his post. Choose a date to set off, and there must be no mistake."