"Welcome to the god to preside over the sacrificial ceremony!"
Countless mountain lords all spoke in unison.
The scene is grand.
Countless monks were excited about it.
"This girl is actually a god?"
Everyone's eyes were cast on the white-haired girl on the ancient altar.
God is not a certain realm, but a title.
But the existences that can be called this kind of people are often ancient powerful men who have been conferred as gods.
Although I had known for a long time that this white-haired girl was not simple, I didn't expect that she would be so terrifying.
For a moment, the monk who had been discussing the Lord Qingmeng in private turned pale, as if he was afraid that the Lord Qingmeng would cause trouble.
But they are definitely thinking too much.
Qingmeng Shenzun paid no attention to these people's intentions. She stood up from the ancient altar. Her delicate body was covered by a wide Tai Chi Bagua Taoist robe. Her white hair was pulled into a bun, making her look very capable.
With a flawless appearance and a pair of slightly weird white eyes, she has a very unique beauty.
I saw Qingmeng Shenzun flicking the fly whisk in his hand, and his whole body rose into the sky.
Immediately afterwards, complex and mysterious Taoist patterns appeared on the ancient altar, and streams of light cyan light visible to the naked eye emerged, covering the entire Ancestral Mountain in the blink of an eye.
Buzz!! Then, in the area where Zhutian Wanjie Mountain Shinto belongs, an earthy brown incense burner appeared.
"The ancestors created the mountain divine realm and established the mountain divine way to bless the heavens and all realms."
Qingmeng Divine Lord stood in the sky, with a solemn expression and a cold voice, and slowly said: "All evil will eventually be destroyed..." "One day
All karmic obstacles will eventually be liberated..." "All sentient beings will eventually have their wishes fulfilled..." "The mountain god's way will never be destroyed, and the world will be unified."
"The sun and moon are witnesses."
"Heaven and earth serve as a guide."
"All the gods, demons and gods are listening to it!"
At this moment, Lord Qingmeng is like the center of the endless world, attracting everyone’s attention, just like the emperor at the end of his cultivation! With the words of Lord Qingmeng ringing out, all the mountains in the entire Ancestral Dojo
The Shinto monks, as well as the mountain gods of the mountain god realm, all felt pious at this moment. They knelt down on the ground consciously, bowed respectfully, and shouted: "The mountain Shinto will never be destroyed, and the world will be united!"
All existence is based on three bows and nine kowtows.
The same is true for the eighty-one ancient mountain deities, including the eighty-one dragon-coiled pillars.
Lord Qingmeng looked at that scene calmly, his eyes moved slightly and fell on Ye Xuan in the Daozhou area.
While everyone was bowing and kowtowing, Ye Xuan and Qiankun Ancestor were sitting there calmly without making any move.
Qingmeng Shenzun was not surprised by this.
Because she knows better than others who Ye Xuan is.
Immortal Night Emperor! Will the Immortal Night Emperor bow three times and kowtow nine times?
That's impossible.
Ye Xuan never respected ghosts and gods.
Not only that.
Ghosts and gods still have to respect Yexuan.
This is the Immortal Night Emperor.
As the subordinate of Ye Xuan, Patriarch Qiankun naturally followed his master.
Soon, the three bows and nine kowtows were completed, and everyone began to offer incense.
Mountain Shinto is very particular about incense.
Therefore, for every sacrifice, every mountain Shinto disciple will perform an incense-burning ceremony.
As the Shinto people from all major mountains began to offer incense, the entire sky above the Ancestor Mountain was filled with thick incense.
In the upper sky, the incense turned into streams of pure power, dissipated between heaven and earth, and returned to the mountain god realm.
A sacrificial ceremony lasted for two hours before it was over.
If we look at the past, at this time, there would have been exchanges between the gods and the great mountains in all the worlds.
But this tradition has already changed tens of millions of years ago.
Now at this stage, there are so-called exchanges and exchanges between the various mountain gods.
The loser will have to hand over the corresponding territory.
To put it bluntly, it's a turf war.
Mountain Shinto monks need to worship mountains. Although they can worship mountains repeatedly, relatively speaking, worshiping a mountain that has not been worshiped before is far more effective than worshiping a mountain that has been worshiped before.
Therefore, territory is very important.
This kind of competition exists not only within the major worlds, but also between the major worlds.
But this kind of battle is usually between big worlds.
Between small worlds, it is usually just a formality. After all, their strength is limited and their territory is also limited. Preserving one's own strength is the best way.
As for the mountain gods of the big world, their ambitions will naturally be much greater if they maintain their own strength.
At this moment, the eyes of some mountain Shinto monks from the big world were shining with excitement.
That look was like that of a hunter who was about to catch his prey.
Huang Yue and others sat cross-legged behind Ye Xuan, with worries on their faces.
In this 'discussion', if they are unable to defend Daozhou's territory, then Daozhou Mountain Shinto will be taken over.
In the future, the Daozhou Mountain Shinto will not be worthy of its name.
However, when Huang Yue and others' eyes fell on Ye Xuan's back, they felt relieved.
With Senior Ye Xuan here this time, the Daozhou lineage will definitely not be taken away.
"Ye Di wants to participate in this so-called... competition?"
Qingmeng Divine Lord is still standing in the sky, and she can naturally see everything in the ancestor's dojo.
Usually at this time, she has already left.
But this time it was different. Because Ye Xuan was there, she didn't leave.
"Of course healthy competition must go away, but eradicating another line of mountain Shinto that has the same roots purely for the sake of territorial disputes must be dealt with after all."
Ye Xuan said calmly.
Qingmeng Divine Lord frowned, seeming a little confused.
She is a deity.
A true god, her origin is different from everyone else, so she doesn't quite understand some of people's emotions and ways of thinking.
Even though Ye Xuan said it very straightforwardly, Lord Qingmeng still didn't quite understand what it meant.
After thinking about it, Qingmeng Divine Lord said: "How about Qingmeng help Ye Di suppress these guys?"
Ye Xuan shook his head slightly and said, "No, just watch this matter."
Qingmeng Divine Lord nodded and said: "Okay."
Ye Xuan stood up slowly, put his hands in his pockets, and said slowly: "Huang Yue, go get revenge."
Huang Yue, who was behind Ye Xuan, suddenly felt excited when he heard this. With a hint of excitement in his expression, he stood up: "Yes, senior!"
"This..." When Shang Qingyun and others heard this, they were a little hesitant.
Because once a war starts, the opponent's territory will be on the line.
Although Huang Yue is the one with the lowest seniority in the world, his current cultivation level is higher than that of Yun Shanzi, who is the highest seniority. The mountain gods under him are naturally stronger.
Therefore, Huang Yue takes the lead in the battle. If he loses, it will be extremely detrimental to Daozhou Mountain Shinto.
"Um?"
At the same time, Qingzhou Mountain Shinto was discussing with other Qizhou Mountain Shinto how to deal with other Great World Mountain Shinto. Seeing some movement on Daozhou Mountain Shinto’s side, they immediately cast their gaze.
"The external discussions haven't even started yet, but the internal discussions are already here?"
The old man from the Xuanzhou Mountain Shinto who had ridiculed Ye Xuan and his party before saw this and couldn't help but sneered: "You really deserve to be from Daozhou, you are not sensible at all."