"Okay, okay, I don't want to hear it."

Huang Tingyu's Taoist heart was about to collapse.

Zhao Shutong, Chen Xi, Lin Ruo, Lu Fengxian and others all laughed. The atmosphere of the mountain top garden was indeed good.

…

In the morning, everyone went to Ziyun Mountain.

Not only did a magnificent platform for worshiping generals be moved to Ziyun Mountain, but countless tents were set up outside the Mountain God Temple not far from the platform. The imperial dining room in the palace was about to be moved there, and spiritual boats kept coming to support them.

Su Changcheng flew in from the teleportation array and delivered various ingredients. It was definitely indispensable to reward everyone before the sealing ceremony.

Lin Zhujie was overjoyed and secretly said to Lin Zhao: "Mountain Master, in other words... can you enjoy the palace chef's cooking for this lunch?"

"Look at your prospects." Lin Zhao said angrily.

Lin Zhujie smiled shyly and was a little embarrassed. Although he knew that it was not good for the great swordsman of the Twelve Realms to be like this, he was really looking forward to the meal at noon. Who could stand the royal meal plus an open-air picnic?

Not far from the general worship platform, a handsome tent was set up.

Lin Zhao took Gao Zhi, Yu Wanning, and Lin Zhujie to sit in the commander's tent. When he sat beside the commander, he felt that he had not felt this way for a long time, and he felt inexplicably excited.

At noon, more and more people came to congratulate and watch the ceremony. Not only a large number of princes and ministers from the secular dynasty came, but also many great monks from the mountain. Lin Wanhua, Long Dongjun, Xiao Muhan, Chen Mengjun and others all arrived.
Chapter completed!