"Mr. Gong is here!"

In just four words, the man with the roll title who was hidden in some unknown place shouted extremely loudly, as if he was calling out Mr. Gong's name, how glorious he was.

Before he could see Mr. Gong's figure, the people of Xirong on both sides of the road began to cheer and high-five.

Mr. Gong did not wear the hat he had last appeared on stage with huge eyes, but replaced it with a wooden crown woven by branches.

However, compared with the two, both of them are very inconsistent, which makes Hua Qianqian wonder whether Mr. Gong's neck can withstand the weight.

"Let's go, let's follow Mr. Gong's team to enter the building."

The leader of the village squeezed over at this time and led Hua Qianqian and others to Mr. Gong's team.

Maybe after all, they are all from Xirong and the host team. The leader of the village briefly explained that they would integrate with that group of people.

Only then did they come to the front of Yongsheng Building normally.

The moment they squeezed out from the crowd, the few people were shocked by the scene in front of them.

Because Yongsheng Building is more than twice as tall as other buildings in Xirong, its base is also very wide.

But at this time, the common people who were pilgrimage outside the Yongsheng Building were far away from the building and spontaneously and consciously circled into a circle.

They knelt on their knees, stretched their arms forward, and their heads and upper bodies were lying tightly on the ground.

It might not be nothing if one or two people were lying on the ground in such an order, but now Hua Qianqian can see more than a thousand people.

This was the first time Hua Qianqian saw this collective pious worship scene with her own eyes, which really shocked her heart.

Among the people who were kneeling down, there were many people chanting scriptures continuously, but Hua Qianqian couldn't quite understand.

But even though they were chanting in a low voice, the sounds of thousands of people chanting scriptures still gathered into a huge roar.

Li Yuan explained to Hua Qianqian: "They are kneeling down to worship the God of Bliss and praying devoutly."

There are many sects of great vocations and religious beliefs, so Hua Qianqian and others have never seen such a large-scale worship ceremony. At this time, they are afraid that even the word shock cannot be summarized.

"People of the God of Bliss!"

At this time, a clear but loud voice came from the high base of Yongsheng Building.

Finally, the believers who could not afford to worship seemed to be called up and straightened up, but still kept their kneeling posture.

"Today's great banquet for the Pure Land, the Pure Land God Hui descended to Xirong. We bathe in the sweet rain of the Holy See, listen to the salvation of the Pure Land, worship the holy land of Pure Land, and enjoy the peace of the world for all ages!"

As the sensational sound continued to echo in everyone's ears, a tall woman in a pure white robe walked to the edge of the stone platform.

The unspotless temperament of transcendence really gives people the illusion of being close to the gods.

"The holy land of paradise, peace and peace for all ages!"

Thousands of people in the audience, whether they were kneeling or standing, shouted this sentence together, and the sound was like a bell, with waves stacked and waves.

After shouting for more than ten times, Hua Qianqian and others felt a little uncomfortable in their ears, and the believers stopped.

Immediately afterwards, an eunuch shouted: "The emperor is here!"

The musicians also played the solemn royal music.

Hua Qianqian turned her head and looked at her chariot slowly walked from a distance.

The bright yellow bright armor of the guards beside the emperor was extremely majestic. In the ceremonial guard, all the fan canopies were complete, and both the dress and the utensils revealed a strong luxury.

Hua Qianqian sighed in her heart that Xirong, which is famous for its rich mineral resources, is indeed quite rich.

As his thoughts turned, Hua Qianqian noticed Ji Xinghuo in the ceremonial guard of the emperor.

This Xirong National Master has a calm demeanor and a calm expression.

There is neither the joy of the people to welcome the grand festival nor the grace of the superiors to look down on all things.

Zhuo Qi beside him obviously saw Ji Xinghuo's figure. The scene of escaping from life and death in Baochuan Mountain that day appeared again, and his whole body trembled.

Hua Qianqian quietly pulled her sleeves and reminded her to be calm with her eyes.

Zhuo Qi naturally understood, but turned his head and looked at his father again, with unconcealed worries in his eyes.

She knew that today's feast of paradise must be an extremely dangerous killing situation.

She really wanted to rush over without hesitation and let her father leave the tiger's den soon, but the crowd was so sleepy that she couldn't move forward, and the noise around her could swallow any sound. She was afraid that as long as she took a step forward, the spears in the hands of the imperial guards around her would pierce her chest.

At this moment, she could not do anything, so she could only watch him walk into Yongsheng Tower.

The emperor's chariot ceremonial guard took a cup of tea and then he completely entered Yongsheng Tower.

Then, talented people and strangers who were invited from all directions led their teams into the field in an orderly manner.

This time, Mr. Gong's team could not bring Hua Qianqian and others into Yongsheng Tower. It was the place where the emperor's lord was, and outsiders could not enter at will.

The leader of the village has almost entered the team, so please greet Hua Qianqian:

"Miss Hua, Daxia Li, let's go in too."

But a few people climbed the steps and walked to Yongsheng Tower, and were stopped by the imperial guards.

"Where are the famous posts of a few?"

A soldier wearing bright light armor held a spear in his hand and looked up and down with a serious look on his face.

"This general, we are from Tianhuo Pavilion, and these two are famous doctors invited by Lord Leng."

The leader of the village is not a single man, he calls him a general with a sweet mouth.

It’s a pity that the “general” was not moved and spread his left hand:

"The emperor is in the palace, and famous posts are the ones, and no idle people are allowed to enter!"

The leader of the village immediately took out the post given by Master Leng and handed it to the soldier in front of him.

The soldier glanced at the famous post, raised his eyebrows and said, "From Kunlun Gate?"

The leader of the village responded repeatedly: "That's right, it's right."

The soldier returned the post to the leader of the village and said expressionlessly: "Enter, but remember not to go around, disturbing the emperor!"

"I understand, understand!"

The layout in Yongsheng Building is also very luxurious. The central circular stage is made of high-quality mink hair. What is rare is that the craftsman has laid the mink into a gorgeous peony. Looking from top to bottom, it is really pleasing to the eye. In addition, the beautiful dancers dance on it, which is definitely a visual feast.

Some illusions have already started performing. From time to time, some birds and beasts appear in the venue, as well as instant flowers, and fruits, peaches and peaches that appear out of thin air, which makes people around them cry out loud.

If Hua Qianqian and others didn't know that there was a huge conspiracy behind this feast, they really wanted to stop and enjoy it.

The first floor was too noisy. Several people were about to walk to a higher floor, but were blocked by several soldiers.
Chapter completed!