Without further ado, the Ask the Heaven ritual began to be prepared as soon as possible.
Communicating with Heaven with a mortal body was, in theory, the last choice of the Temple of Heaven. Carrying out the Ask the Heaven ritual meant that the power of mortals alone could not solve the problem, which was a manifestation of their own incompetence. At the same time, the ritual was as difficult as ascending to the sky. According to the Temple of Heaven, the preparation work should last for at least half a year, and the various rare materials needed were countless.
However, this was simply a false proposition. If the situation was so urgent that the Temple of Heaven could not deal with it in any way, how could it take half a year to prepare for the ritual?
"In fact, the whole ritual only needs the self-sacrifice of one Shentian level nun or above. The arrangement of those arrays has no practical significance. They just artificially increase the cost of communicating with Heaven to prevent others from communicating with Heaven at will."
In the basement of the manor, Wang Lu read the scriptures of the Temple of Heaven on the spot and made a judgment with certainty.
Anyone could see the perfunctory nature of this, but Ping Xiwang seriously nodded her head and said, "It is true. When I first joined the Temple of Heaven, I also studied the knowledge in the ancient books. The Ask the Heaven ritual has been revised several times in the past hundred years, and each time it became more cumbersome and expensive. At first, I only thought that the belief of the Temple of Heaven was more and more reverent and devout, and more and more solemn toward Heaven. Now, it seems that it is really necessary to artificially block the contact between Heaven and the mortal world. Humph, this time, even if I have to sacrifice myself, I must receive the real will of Heaven. "
Wang Lu smiled and did not speak.
The so-called Temple of Heaven's deception was purely the result of his impromptu performance. He believed that with Ping Xiwang's vision, she would not be unable to see it. However, at this time, she seemed to be convinced and put on the posture of a martyr.
Of course, her belief in Heaven was far from being as devout as martyrdom. It was nothing more than an act. However, right now, there were only her confidants, Wang Wu, and Wang Lu in the manor. Who was this play for? It was really the instinct of political figures to act.
However, it did not matter whether the play was good or not. As long as she could play her role, that was enough.
Late that night, after a hard work, Ping Xiwang said with a sweaty face.
"All the preparations for the ceremony have been completed."
At this point, Ping Xi Wang, through her own power, in just half a day, completed the preparation ceremony recorded in the scripture, which required the joint efforts of hundreds of cultivators above the King Pill level to complete for more than half a year. But ironically, the content of her effort was to adjust her immortal heart, making it truly a bit pious, so that she could smoothly move the heaven through self-sacrifice.
With her strength at the pinnacle of the Soul Formation Stage, she had to work hard for half a day to make herself somewhat devout. This was indeed quite ironic.
After Ping Xi Wang finished her preparations, Wang Wu and Wang Lu simply stayed in her manor. Because the succession ceremony was tomorrow, they decided to disguise themselves as Ping Xi Wang's attendants and directly enter the venue.
The second half of the night in the manor was long and dreary. Apart from Ping Xiwang, who occasionally explained to the two the matters they should pay attention to before entering the venue, no one present was willing to open their mouths to talk nonsense.
Even though the two sides had formed a close cooperative relationship, there was no trust or affection between them, so the awkward atmosphere lasted until dawn.
"Alright, let's get moving."
Following Ping Xi Wang's words, the group officially set off.
In the process of entering Sky City from the manor outside the city, there were some twists and turns — because in theory, the high-level monks should have gathered in the city the day before the succession ceremony. Ping Xi Wang spending the night in her private manor outside the city was easy to cause unnecessary trouble in public opinion. And when the group entered the ceremony venue, sure enough, they also encountered difficulties.
The gatekeeper actually stopped Ping Xi Wang on the grounds that the entry time had passed.
This was, of course, a joke. Although the theoretically stipulated entry time had indeed passed, the protagonists of the succession ceremony were the seven Shentians. But now, the Shentians were stopped outside the venue. If this was not a joke, then what was? What's more, everyone knew that the so-called rules of the Temple of Heaven would never be applied to high-level monks. Even Moonless, a Harmonious Heaven level monk, could unscrupulously open a harem in Moon Capital, let alone a Shentian who was late?
Therefore, when Ping Xi Wang saw this scene, her face sank. It seemed that some people really intended to fight to the death in this ceremony. They did not intend to give her a little room to turn around, and even used this kind of trick.
Were they looking forward to her reaction? Were they looking forward to her becoming furious because of this offense, making a disgraceful move, and opening the curtain for the upcoming failure?
Ping Xi Wang thought so, and the corner of her mouth evoked a smile: A group of idiots who don't know that death is coming!
In the face of the gatekeeper's difficulties, she had only one way to deal with it.
"Get lost."
As a result, the Peak Yuanying Stage gatekeeper flew out upside down, rolling all the way along the pale blue carpet at the entrance of the venue, and the blood spurting from his mouth stained the carpet into a mess.
The venue was completely silent. The thousands of monks gathered at the ceremony were still whispering to each other, seizing the last bit of time before the official start of the ceremony to communicate, but at this time, they were all speechless as they stared at the entrance, waiting for the appearance of an uninvited guest.
Ping Xi Wang, facing the eyes of the crowd, strode forward. Every step she took seemed to be sonorous and powerful, firmly catching everyone's attention.
On the high platform of the ceremony, several Shentians looked gloomy. In their view, this opponent, who was doomed to lose her reputation, seemed to have chosen the path of a life and death struggle. Every step she took on the pale blue carpet was smashing the hidden rules of the Temple of Heaven that had been passed down for thousands of years.
Since the establishment of the Temple of Heaven, there had never been someone who dared to break into the venue in such a violent manner. Ping Xi Wang was simply a pioneer!
At this time, the Supreme Chengtian, who originally intended to remain neutral, could not sit still.
This was the last Grand Ceremony of Heaven that she would preside over in her career. She originally intended to use a smooth and even mediocre ceremony as a farewell to the supreme throne, but now it seemed impossible.
As the person with the highest cultivation base in the venue, when she stood up, the thousands of people in the venue felt suffocated. The pressure of the Supreme level and the aura of Chengtian's throne superimposed, for a moment, it was as if the Heaven had descended, making these believers of the Heaven silent like cicadas in winter.
However, Ping Xi Wang turned a blind eye to it, and her pace became more stable. Behind her, the loyal bodyguard could not help but raise her head.
This was because her master was already walking on a path of death. Every step she took was burning her own self, like a sacrifice to receive the will of the heavens. After a few steps, she had completely become an incomparably devout believer. Her immortal heart was so clear that it was almost transparent, and a huge amount of immortal spirit energy was overflowing from it.
Thousands of people were dumbfounded, the six Shentians on the high platform were dumbfounded, and even the Supreme Chengtian was also dumbfounded!
In history, only the saint closest to the Heaven could have such a majestic and pure immortal spirit energy, and such a saint had not appeared in the world for nearly a thousand years.
Could it be that this Shentian Ping Xi Wang, who was judged by many people to be eliminated in advance, was actually a deeply hidden saint of the Heaven?!
The huge contrast caused everyone to be stunned. Only the calmest Paragon Chengtian reacted immediately. "She's sacrificing herself?! She wants to ask the Heaven! Quickly stop her! Don't let her blaspheme the Heaven! "
The supreme nun of the Temple of Heaven roared madly. In her opinion, this was the crazy struggle of Ping Xi Wang before her death. In order to seek a glimmer of life, she did not hesitate to report the mortal matters to the Heaven, which was a great blasphemy!
Once the will of the Heaven really came, it would be a disaster for the entire Temple of Heaven and even the Heavenly Earth!
However, her reaction was still a bit slow, because the first step Ping Xi Wang took into the venue, she had already completed her self-sacrifice and got in touch with the Heaven. That clear and pure immortal spirit energy was not her own, but the blessing of the Heaven.
The Heaven had begun to descend.
Under the pressure of the Heaven, the supreme nun of the Temple of Heaven could not withstand it. After a roar, she helplessly knelt on the ground. She was a dignified Supreme, but at this time, she was as weak as an ordinary woman without any cultivation base.
It was not that the power of the Heaven was too strong, but that she, as the supreme nun, had already been closely integrated with the Heaven, willing to be its vassal, and simply unable to resist the will of the Heaven.
At the same time, Ping Xi Wang consciously climbed to a new peak in her life. The first time she came into contact with the will of the Heaven, she knew that she had won the bet. Because the great will did not reject her, let alone deny her — she asked herself and found that she was not a truly qualified believer. Rashly contacting the Heaven would only cause her to suffer the wrath of the Heaven. Then the acquiescence of the Heaven at this time undoubtedly meant that the speculation of the chaotic species was likely to be correct.
Because this time, she carried a great mission to ask the Heaven, so a little sin was not worth mentioning. Not only that, once the Heaven completely descended, she, as the guide, would become the great prophet that the Temple of Heaven would need to worship for the next thousands of years! At that time, she would truly be immortal!
With overflowing excitement, Ping Xi Wang finally walked to the high platform that symbolized the supreme status of the Temple of Heaven. Whether it was Shen Tian or Cheng Tian, they could not stop her footsteps. The only pity was that when she reached this step, she was about to burn out.
However, at this time.
Boom!
A muffled thunderous sound broke the holy atmosphere in the venue and squeezed in at an inopportune time. At the same time, a strong shock wave swept the venue, shaking the earth and the mountains.
In the distance, a purple pillar of fire rose to the sky, tearing the earth and running all the way to the sky.
People's eyes could not help but be attracted by it, only to see the purple pillar of fire, like a drop of ink on a white paper, quickly spread out, and in a flash, half of the clear sky was obscured.
"This is, this is..."
On the high platform, Cheng Tian trembled all over and murmured incredulously.
"Chaotic invasion!?"
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