Worship Lin Mountain

Sacrificial ceremony

Today is the month before the Yuan Festival, at the beginning of the month of Meng, Xunfeng year, the weather is sunny, the sun is shining, the spring breeze is warm, and the colorful glow is thousands, which is an auspicious omen.

The four elders each stepped on the sacrificial platform in their sacrificial robes, followed behind the sect master, and bowed solemnly to the heavens and the earth, before holding the sandalwood in their hands and inserting it steadily into the incense burner.

Then he lowered his body and bowed reverently, and then slowly rolled up his sleeves and got up.

Yu Heng stood on the side of the Huanghuali incense table, wearing a solemn dark blue robe that would only be worn at the sacrificial ceremony, with a jade belt hanging around his waist, a beam crown on his head, golden on the top, and a black drooping tie, hanging under his chin in a knot, his face was serious, his body was stiff, and the state of the whole person looked very ruthless.

When he saw that several elders had finished offering incense, he shouted vigorously, "The elders have finished paying homage to incense—"

"Please worship heaven and earth on behalf of the disciples of the mountains and worship the mountain gods."

As soon as the words fell, I saw the four elders who were standing in the sacrificial platform quickly turned into four stone pillars, sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed.

But in an instant, I saw that in the center of the main hall of the sacrificial platform, the power of the four magic spells loomed out, and they were transmitted to the highest part of this sacrificial platform, that is, the three mountain steles enshrined behind the incense table.

As the power of their spells continued to teleport past, Twilight's figure gradually appeared above the stele of the Three Mountains.

When Han Mo was still stunned, Murong Feng beside him pulled down his sleeve and walked to the sacrificial platform one step ahead of him.

"The festival has begun." This is what Yuxi said behind him, his voice was a little cold, a little deliberate, as if he was deliberately urging him.

Han Mo didn't say anything, clenched the sandalwood in his hand, and walked to the sacrificial platform step by step according to the rules in his memory.

Yuxi followed. He wasn't the last, because behind him there was a group of outstanding disciples from each mountain who had been selected, adding up to more than eighty people in total.

However, there are only three of them and one ...... Yan Yun.

She was pulled out to make up the numbers.

Because there are no closed disciples in the Fanyin Pavilion in this 10,000-year-old year, in order to save her master's face and the hope of the Fanyin Pavilion, she is the most suitable person to be promoted.

Naturally, she can't shirk it, after all, she is in her position and seeks her job.

Murong Feng walked in the first place, Yan Yun walked beside him, and with him, bowed down and bowed to the mountain gods, heaven and earth, and stepped forward to worship incense.

Hanmo and Yuxi walked in the second row, and they naturally saluted together, bowed together, and stepped forward to worship incense together.

Finally, there are the representatives of the outstanding disciples, most of whom are some senior brothers from various mountains and academies, and there are also a few disciples on duty. However, there is no doubt that they are all extremely advanced in cultivation and extremely strong in magic, otherwise they would not have been selected to participate in the sacrifice ceremony.

After the end of the process, everyone did not leave in a hurry, but like several elders, chanting incantations in their mouths, closing their eyes tightly, according to the way they had trained before, they shot out the power of the heart source in their hands from their fingertips, and immediately flew towards the top of the Three Mountains Stone Tablet, as if they were doing a strict French style.

This is a magic test that will be carried out every 10,000 years, and all those who have pure and abundant spiritual power will be specially lit by the mountain gods, and the ancestors will reward them.

However, after a while, a pure and abundant golden circle of light appeared above the heads of most of the disciples.

This means that the power of this group of disciples' cultivation is very pure and natural, and it is their own cultivation, and they do not have any medicinal blessings.

Murong Feng and Yan Yun naturally had this circle of light on their heads, but what was strange was that Senior Brother Yuxi and Senior Brother Hanmo didn't.

To say that the junior brother is a little immortal monarch in the sky, sought after by everyone, loved by several people, and it is not surprising that he helps with precious medicinal flowers during his cultivation.

But this senior brother of Hanmo ......

Everyone immediately turned their eyes to him, "Why isn't there an aperture on Senior Brother Hanmo's head? Could it be that the power of his magic was not all obtained by his own cultivation?

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"yes, it's really strange that there is no aperture shining on Hanmo's body."

"What's so strange, I heard that Senior Brother Han Mo, those two hundred years of cultivation can be restored! How can ordinary people recover millions of years of cultivation so quickly? Isn't that a joke?"

"But no, he must have eaten something good that we haven't seen before, so that he can recover more than two million cultivation spiritual powers in a short period of time."

"It's more than two million years, I heard that on that night, Senior Brother Hanmo and Senior Brother Yuxi competed, and Senior Brother Hanmo's magic power was very strong, maybe more than two million years."

"It should be more than 2.3 million years."

"No, no, no, it could be more than 2.5 million years."

"No, no, no, how is it possible, how can there be that kind of sub-medicinal flower that has risen so much for so many thousands of years?"

"Why not? Which one of the Yixiang Bead Flowers or the Blood Spirit Bead Flowers will not soar in a hundred years of cultivation if you eat it?"

"Joke! He's just the king of the snake clan, how can he have the ability to get the blessings of the Yixiang Bead Flower and the Blood Spirit Bead Flower?"

"Then who knows, he has been around His Royal Highness of the Ghost Clan all day long, and his heart and deeds are clearly revealed."

"No, you have a point."

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The surrounding voices of discussion are like rivers flooding, gushing endlessly, and very harsh. After hearing this, Han Mo didn't even frown, and did what he should do calmly.

This made Yuxi beside him have to look up at him. Yuxi couldn't help but be curious, and asked him in a low voice, "You don't even care about their words?"

Hanmo responded in a cold voice, "What do you care about? What they say is the truth."

Yuxi: "?!" What's that? Are they telling the truth? What are the facts?

By the time Yuxi reacted, Hanmo had already turned around and walked aside.

The disciple behind him tugged at his sleeve and reminded, "Little Immortal Jun, go quickly."

Yuxi was dragged away, and looked at Han Mo on the other side, with a shocked expression.

He...... Did he just mean that they were telling the truth, that he had only recovered the power of more than two million years of cultivation magic by the light of His Royal Highness of the Ghost Clan?

Isn't he a big man, and he won't be ashamed to hear these words? And even admit it so indifferently? So admit it?

He felt weird and speechless.

"Little Immortal!!" The senior brother beside him began to urge him again.

Yuxi quickly came back to his senses and entered the next process with them.

I really can't see that this Han Mo of the snake clan is still a guy who eats soft rice, and he still eats so comfortably.

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