Lou Dan also looked happy: "Dad, look, there are so many snowflakes falling on your body. It must be the Holy Mountain that dropped so many snowflakes to save your legs!"
However, the words of the two people did not make Lou Tu happy. He coughed violently and reached out to pluck the snowflakes off his face.
But in the next moment, countless snowflakes rushed to fall on him.
"Cough, cough, cough... Qingyi, what's going on?"
Lou Tu turned to look at Aunt Qingyi, her voice was hoarse and dark.
The corners of Qingyi's mouth were slightly raised, but she did not hide the mocking look in her eyes: "I just said that guilty people will be severely punished by Mu Shengxue."
"I, Lou Tu, am the former clan leader. I have dedicated my whole life for the Tsing Yi clan. How can I be considered guilty?" Lou Tu's eyes turned red and he glared at Nanny Tsing Yi.
Aunt Qingyi put her hands behind her back and said calmly: "Guilty or innocence will be decided by the Holy Mountain. You persecuted Saint Qinglan, leaving our Qingyi clan without a Saint for decades. Isn't this a serious crime that can lead to death?"
"If it weren't for the fact that you have contributed to the Tsing Yi clan as the clan leader, I'm afraid it would be the end of your life!"
"You're talking nonsense!" Lou Tu said with a hard voice, "I, Lou Tu, have been upright and upright in my life, and I have never done anything to disgrace the Tsing Yi people! I have tried my best for the Tsing Yi people, and I..." He coughed as he spoke and covered it with his hand.
Holding his chest, his face suddenly changed.
Aunt Qingyi sneered: "You just enjoy the power of controlling the whole clan! What have you done for the clan? Ask yourself, are you doing it for your Lou family?"
"Not only did you selfishly let Lou Dan inherit the position of patriarch, but you also wanted to make Lou Ting a saint! You said you didn't do this for your Lou family?"
"Back then, that woman harmed me, Lan'er, and caused her to die of bleeding when she gave birth to Lou Dan. If Lou Shan hadn't been so lucky, she would have killed two people with one body!"
"You turn a blind eye, which is tantamount to aiding the evil deeds! The holy mountain has a spirit, how can it allow you to kill the saint and ignore it? After tonight, you should take the holy punishment well!"
Lou Tu's eyes turned red with hatred: "Did you do it on purpose? Did you summon Shengxue on purpose?"
"You take me too seriously." Aunt Qingyi sneered, "If I really have this ability, how can I let you live freely for these decades?"
"The Holy Mountain doesn't tolerate you, what does it matter to me!" As he finished his words, it was like a big bucket of snow fell on Lou Tu's head, instantly turning him into a snowman.
The tribesmen under the prayer platform didn't know the reason, and thought that Lou Tu was favored by Shengxue because of his outstanding achievements.
Aunt Qingyi looked up to the sky and laughed three times, then turned and walked away.
Lou Ting stepped forward in panic: "Dad, what should we do now? Do we want to leave here?"
"What nonsense!" Lou Tu pulled away the snow from his face and glared, "Keep choosing the saint!"
After a while, the holy snow gradually stopped, but the hearts of the people were still surging like waves.
"Look! Is that a holy spring?" someone exclaimed, pointing to the holy mountain.
Everyone looked up and saw a holy spring pouring down from the top of the holy mountain. Strangely, the holy spring suddenly disappeared when it reached the middle of the holy mountain.
"Is this the holy spring?" King Chu touched his chin, "Didn't Ling'er say that there is only one cup of the holy spring for the saint to drink?"
Qing Ling nodded: "Brother Chu, don't look at this holy spring as big as a waterfall, but in the end it will only turn into a cup of holy spring."
Everyone looked up at the holy spring that was tens of feet high and fell silent.
I can understand everything Qing Ling says, but I just can't understand it.
But at the next moment, a Holy Grail suddenly flew out from the Holy Spring in the middle of the Holy Mountain, and the Holy Grail fell just under the Holy Spring.
All the holy springs that had no place to fall fell into the Holy Grail, and the holy springs flowing down from the top of the mountain gradually stopped.
King Chu rubbed his eyes: "Seriously, it turned into a cup of holy spring?"
Qing Ling grinned: "Yes! That's what my great-grandmother said."
"Then what's next?" King Chu asked again, "Ling'er, why don't you go up and drink the holy spring quickly, so as not to let the fake saint take the holy spring away."
"Brother Chu, don't worry," Qing Ling said with a smile, "No one can take away the holy spring."
"My great-grandmother said that when the Holy Mountain chooses a saint, it means using the Holy Grail to show the people. Whoever the Holy Grail flies to is the saint chosen by the Holy Mountain."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the Holy Grail flying around in the sky and then swooping down in the direction of Qing Ling.
"Look, the Holy Mountain has chosen a saint!"
The eyes of the people in Qingyi moved in the direction where the Holy Grail was flying, and they all focused on Qing Ling.
Because the Holy Grail is currently surrounding Qing Ling's head, dancing gently.
"Who are you!"
Lou Ting had been running in the direction of the Holy Grail when it was flying. She stopped in front of Qing Ling and looked suspiciously at Qing Ling, who was also wearing the Holy Clothes like her, "Why do you have the Holy Clothes!"
Qing Ling thought about what Ye Fuxun told her, and raised her lips confidently and slightly mockingly: "I am Qing Ling."
"Qing... Ling?" Lou Ting repeated in disbelief, staring at Qing Ling hard, "Aren't you a fool?"
Qing Ling thought that Yan Yiyi had taught her not to show timidity to the enemy, so she rolled her eyes like Yan Yiyi, and then said in the tone of King Chu: "You are the fool, and your whole family is fools!"
Lou Dan, who followed, looked at Qing Ling with a dull expression. In terms of blood relationship, he and Qing Ling were uncle and nephew.
But he never wanted people to know this, because Qing Ling was a fool.
But now it seems that Qing Ling is clearly not stupid. Not only is she not stupid, she is also articulate and looks smart and alert.
"Brother!" Lou Ting didn't expect Qing Ling to be so sharp-tongued, so she hurriedly grabbed Lou Dan, "Look at her sneaking into the holy robe and trying to steal the holy spring!"
Qing Ling sneered and glanced at the onlookers calmly: "Qing Ling's maternal great-grandmother is the Qing Yi Saint, and her maternal grandmother is the Qing Lan Saint. Qing Ling has the blood of the Saint, so why not wear the Saint Cloth?
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"Besides, the Holy Mountain chooses the Saint, and the Holy Grail sends the Holy Spring. The Holy Grail flying to my side means that I am the Saint chosen by the Holy Mountain!"
"This is the rule of our Qingyi tribe for thousands of years. I think everyone in the tribe knows it."
The tribesmen nodded one after another and said yes, Lou Ting's face turned pale.
Qing Ling took advantage of the victory and pursued: "It's you, do you have the blood of a saint? And why don't you wear a saint's veil? The saint's veil has spirituality to choose its owner. Is it because the veil does not recognize you, so it disappeared?
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"I, I didn't!" Lou Ting was forced to step back by Qing Ling's questioning, and grabbed Lou Dan's hand in panic, "Brother, look at her bullying Ting'er..."
Lou Dan took a step forward: "As the leader of the clan, I order you to take off the veil and give it to Ting'er. This cup of holy spring belongs to Ting'er, and Ting'er is the destined saint chosen by the Holy Mountain."
Qing Ling didn't speak, she just stared at Lou Dan silently.
When her maternal great-grandmother said that Lou Dan had been abandoned by the Lou family, she still had a glimmer of hope for him.
After all, her mother and Lou Dan are siblings, so they are related by blood.