At the special reception place in Wuhun City, Yan met a group of powerful men from the Qibao Glazed Sect, who were tired of their travels. This time, Ning Fengzhi personally led the team, and Bone Douluo Gu Rong and Sword Douluo Chenxin also accompanied them.
And not only the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, but also the lower four sects and many forces in the soul master world have arrived. Envoys from the two empires have already made arrangements for their front stops. Emperor Xueye and Emperor Xingluo will also be present on the day of the Light Festival.
This event will definitely go down in history.
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son, can we have a chat?"
Ning Fengzhi arranged for his subordinates to place the ceremony at the hotel dedicated to Wuhun Hall, and then came to Yan alone and said.
Yan nodded calmly, and then he and Ning Fengzhi came to a pavilion in the hotel. After the two of them sat down, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, Wuhun Palace is acting like this, don't you think it's too much?
Is it a little more urgent?"
Yan didn't seem to understand what Ning Fengzhi was talking about, and asked with a calm face: "Sect Master Ning, what are you referring to?"
"You don't need me to explain these things so clearly. Don't you think Wuhundian's actions over the years are too much?"
Ning Fengzhi looked at Yan with a rather dissatisfied tone, "First, he forced the Haotian Sect to close the mountain and go into seclusion, and then to win over and divide the seven major sects. Thunder Academy, which is supported by the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect, now has many internal conflicts among its students. Don't think that
No one noticed these things.”
After hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Yan couldn't help but said: "Well, stop for a moment. Sect Leader Ning, I really haven't paid much attention to this matter, but I do know it.
In addition to supporting the Thunder Academy, the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect also helped to establish a Blue Overlord Academy in Tiandou City. This naturally makes some people can't help but think about it. Isn't it normal for conflicts to arise?"
"Haha, this conflict happened too coincidental, and it must have lasted for too long."
Ning Fengzhi stared at Yan and sneered for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Well, there is nothing to say about this matter. But this time, you may be a little too anxious.
In the two major empires, although the influence of Wuhun Palace is not small, the high-level officials of the empire are not without knowledgeable people. Do you think they are fools for being so impatient to hold such a grand ceremony?"
Yan responded with a smile: "I'm afraid Sect Master Ning may have some misunderstanding. This time the Wuhun Palace held the Light Festival, it was an oracle from the God of Angels."
"Oracle? Who would believe your words?"
Ning Fengzhi obviously didn't believe Yan's words. After years of vicissitudes, the deeds of the gods on Douluo Continent have long become myths and legends. Except for some devout believers and commoners with little knowledge, among the nobles and soul masters,
There are very few devout believers left.
This is actually related to the development model of Wuhun Palace. After Yan took over the affairs of Wuhun Palace, he discovered that this force was more like a sect than a religion. It did not really promote its faith at all.
As a result, many people in Wuhun Hall doubted the existence of the God of Angels.
According to Yan's understanding of the development of religions in previous lives, if a sect wants to develop for a long time and gain firm faith, miracles that appear from time to time are essential.
Although it is said that faith cannot rely on miracles, if there are no miracles for a long time, coupled with the instigation of well-intentioned people, it is easy to shake people's faith.
This is the situation in Wuhun Temple. The God of Angels clearly exists, but he is too homely and his sense of existence is too weak. Poseidon still performs miracles on Poseidon Island from time to time, and this main god, the last time he issued an order to God
I don’t know what happened so many years ago.
There have been no miracles in such a long time to strengthen people's faith, so it is no wonder that some believers doubt the authenticity of the gods. Because of this, the cornerstone of Wuhun Palace's rule over the soul master world will be shaken.
What Yan is planning to do now is to turn the originally passive reception of the oracle into an active ceremony, allowing the miracles to be deeply rooted in people's hearts, strengthening and harvesting faith. Although this behavior is wrong in the new century, but
There really is a God in this world.
"Whether Sect Master Ning believes it or not, I can't convince you. As long as the day of the Light Festival arrives, you will naturally understand everything."
Yan did not try to convince Ning Fengzhi. People's inherent cognition is difficult to change, especially a strong person like Ning Fengzhi, who has his own firm beliefs and will not be easily shaken by other people's words.
"You mean what you said."
Ning Fengzhi looked at Yan. In his mind, although the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace in front of him was younger, his actions had always been impeccable and he was so confident. Could it be that he had really guessed wrong? Wasn't Wuhun Palace too impatient and angry?
, but really confident of subduing the two empires in one fell swoop.
"After Sect Leader Ning returns, he can consider how to further cooperate with our Spirit Hall."
Yan smiled and stood up, bowed slightly to Ning Fengzhi and left the pavilion. Just as he was about to leave the hotel, he suddenly saw two familiar figures walking together.
"Prince Snow Star! Your Majesty the Poison Douluo! Long time no see!"
When Yan was about to leave the hotel, he happened to meet Prince Xue Xing and Poison Douluo Dugu Bo coming together. The latter's face was quite pale, even with a slight green color. Yan noticed this detail and couldn't help but wonder.
He glanced at Dugu Bo twice.
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son."
Although Prince Xuexing was not very happy to meet Yan, he still replied with Dugu Bo.
"Your Majesty, Poison Douluo, please take care of yourself."
Just when the three of them were about to pass each other, Yan suddenly said: "It's not just you. If I remember correctly, your son is seriously ill in bed now, and your daughter-in-law seems to be... There are some things that Wuhun Palace can actually do.
Just a little help."
Dugu Bo paused for a moment, clenched his fists involuntarily, then turned around and said coldly: "I don't need to bother Wuhun Palace to care about the little things in my family."
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At the street corner outside the hotel, Yue Guan's figure appeared beside Yan at some unknown time. Although he was in the Wuhun Palace, Yan was still protected by a titled Douluo. This was Pope Bibi Dong's death order.
, just to prevent accidents from happening.
"Dugu Bo has a grudge against our Spirit Hall, but he will always make demands on us, so we just have to wait."
Yan shook his head and didn't care too much. He had already set his sights on Dugu Bo's Ice and Fire Eyes in the Sunset Forest, but he didn't need to be too anxious at the moment. The old guy was suffering from a chronic illness, and his son and daughter-in-law were not going to die soon. Now
It's just a tough talk.
Dugu Bo's Jade Phosphorus Snake Emperor Spirit was too overbearing, and he had absorbed too much poison during his initial training, causing the toxins in his own spirit to mutate and harm his body. Moreover, after having children, this hidden danger still exists.
It has been passed down.
At the beginning, this Poison Douluo thought of many ways to solve his own hidden dangers. In the process, he also had conflicts with some people or forces, and the Wuhun Palace was hunting him. Prince Snow Star rescued and helped him at that time.
This also caused Dugu Bo to favor the Tiandou royal family and have a bad relationship with the Wuhun Palace.
"The light is immortal, the martial spirit is eternal, and I praise the great God of Angels."
Yan looked back at the hotel that was hosting various forces, and then left amid the prayers and gospel that resounded throughout Wuhun City. The grand Festival of Light was about to kick off, and the mainland was bound to be in trouble again.
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