"Actually, I seem to have some feelings about the Holy Mountain." Ye Fuxun tried his best to show a sincere expression, his eyes glancing around everyone.
King Chu opened his mouth.
Yan Yiyi was stunned.
Eunuch Xu looked like his own wife was powerful.
King Qin still had a gentle smile like the spring breeze, and his eyes were soft and trusting.
Only Ji Yannuo suddenly felt something in his heart——
Ah Xun is trying to comfort Qing Ling? Or is there some other reason?
The next moment, he felt his palm being pinched by Ye Fuxun. He asked calmly: "What did Ah Xun feel?"
"An indescribable feeling, as if I know which direction the Holy Mountain is."
Ye Fuxun secretly hoped that such deception would not be easily seen through.
"Really?"
What responded to her was Qing Ling's excited voice, "My great-grandmother said that this is how she felt the Holy Mountain was. She can't explain why, but she just knows where the Holy Mountain is!"
It's a pity that she may not be able to achieve such a perception now because she was once mentally impaired.
However, my great-grandmother said that as long as she completely recovers her consciousness, she will definitely be able to reach such a state given time!
Ye Fuxun made a V sign in his heart, took Qing Ling's hand and said, "How about letting Auntie lead the way?"
"Okay!" Qing Ling nodded trustingly, joy flashing in her eyes.
Ye Fuxun pulled Ji Yannuo to the front and pointed to the west according to the direction of the map: "Let's go this way."
Everyone followed behind and walked silently.
"Ah Xun, can you really sense the Holy Mountain?" Ji Yannuo asked in a low voice.
Ye Fuxun had already made plans and pressed Ji Yannuo's palm: "Didn't I just say that I thought the veil was a little weird? It seemed like there was something pulling it, telling me that the Holy Mountain was just ahead."
"It's just that I don't know if this intuition is accurate," she winked at Ji Yannuo, "If you can't find the Holy Mountain, you'll have to help Ayan back here!"
Ji Yannuo's lips curled up and he couldn't help but smile: "Don't worry, I'm here."
After walking for almost two quarters of an hour, Qing Ling exclaimed: "Auntie, Ling'er has sensed the memory of her great-grandmother again! This is the direction!"
"The message transmission is getting clearer and clearer," Qing Ling was very happy. "It seems that we are not far from the Holy Mountain."
King Chu shut up and nodded frequently. Regardless of whether Concubine Ye was leading the right way, at least the mark he had made on the tree would not reappear along the way.
"Have you noticed," King Qin's gentle voice sounded from behind, "that the crescent moon in the sky is gradually becoming rounder?"
This is something unbelievable. Everyone looked up and heard Qing Ling say: "Brother Qin, it's like this. The moon in the holy mountain is different from the moon in the world."
"When the moon becomes full moon, it is the time for the Holy Mountain to choose a saint."
"Then don't we have to go faster?" King Chu finally couldn't help but speak.
Qing Ling raised her head and looked at the moon carefully: "Auntie, can you feel how long it will take to reach the Holy Mountain?"
Ye Fuxun responded: "I'll try."
After saying this, she looked at the map in her mind.
The map is simple, and it can be roughly seen that they have walked two-thirds of the way.
She paused for a moment: "In about a quarter of an hour, we should be able to reach the Holy Mountain."
Everyone couldn't help but feel excited, and the pace accelerated a lot.
Nearly a quarter of an hour later, the leaders Ye Fuxun and Ji Yannuo suddenly stopped.
"Look!" Everyone gathered around and were stunned by the sight in front of them.
A silver-white light curtain can be seen not far away. The light curtain looks like water and mist, separating the two worlds.
There were people standing inside the light curtain, and in the distance stood a towering snow-capped mountain.
"That's the Holy Mountain." Although she had never seen it with her own eyes, Qing Ling could recognize it at a glance.
She even saw her great-grandmother on the high platform at the front of the crowd, and her mood surged.
"Then let's go in quickly?" Seeing Qing Ling standing in front of the light curtain and being so moved, King Chu suggested in a low voice.
Everyone looked at him.
The King of Chu touched his nose. He was a straightforward man. He would be disgusting no matter how much he spoke, but if he didn't speak, he would feel panicked.
"Brother Chu," Qing Ling responded to him, "we still need to wait. My great-grandmother said that Ling'er must put on the holy clothes before arriving at the Holy Mountain in order to break through the restrictions and enter."
At the foot of the Holy Mountain, two quarters of an hour ago.
On one side of the prayer platform, the new patriarch Lou Dan looked at the moon and urged his sister Lou Ting: "Ting'er, the auspicious time to choose a saint is coming. Please hurry up and put on the holy clothes, don't miss the time."
Lou Ting has been holding the purple wooden box in her arms. After listening to Lou Dan's words, she said nervously: "Brother, can Ting'er really be selected by the Holy Mountain? What happened last time..."
The scene of the Holy Mountain becoming angry when the Holy Girl was selected last time, and a thunder falling from the sky, almost killing countless people, still disturbed Lou Ting's heart from time to time. She was really scared.
"Shut up!" Lou Dan interrupted her quickly, "That's because the holy key was stolen by the old godmother! It has nothing to do with Ting'er! Now that we have the real holy key, Ting'er will definitely become a saint!"
He lowered his voice and said, "Ting'er, think about it, my brother is already the clan leader. When Ting'er becomes the most noble saint in the clan, the Tsing Yi clan will belong to us as brothers and sisters!"
Lou Ting looked into Lou Dan's aggressive eyes and had to nod her head: "Okay, Ting'er will put on the holy clothes now."
Her slightly trembling hand touched the purple wooden box and gently opened it.
The next moment, he rummaged through the box hurriedly.
Lou Dan, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, asked, "What's wrong?"
"Brother, the veil is missing." Lou Ting was heartbroken, "Ting'er clearly remembers that before leaving Qingyi City, the veil was still in the box and placed at the top."
"How could this be?" Lou Dan frowned and reached out to help Lou Ting search.
Lou Ting hurriedly held down his hand: "Brother, the holy clothes have a spirit and men are not allowed to touch them!"
Lou Dan retracted his hand and said: "Brother is just in a hurry, you can look for it again."
"No, really not." Lou Ting read it several times, "Brother, without the veil, will the Holy Mountain anger my sister?"
If the Holy Mountain becomes angry and a thunder strikes down——
Lou Ting shook her body. Although she wanted to be a saint, she didn't want to lose her life for no reason.
"Don't worry, let's go ask Dad."
Lou Tu, who was sitting on his side with his eyes closed and waiting, listened to Lou Dan's words and slowly frowned: "Ting'er, are you sure the veil is in the box before departure?"
Lou Ting nodded vigorously: "Dad, Ting'er is very sure."
Lou Dan secretly glanced at Aunt Qingyi, who was sitting cross-legged on the other side of the prayer platform, and whispered: "Dad, do you think Aunt Qingyi stole the veil? It's like she stole our holy key.
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Lou Tu lowered his face and thought. Aunt Qingyi, an old pious woman, had been living underground for decades, and he had no regard for her.
But I never thought that during the last time I was choosing a saint in the Holy Mountain, I would suddenly fall from the sky and save my people.