Ye Xuan waved his hand and signaled the girl to ignore him.
The girl also knew that it was an important time for sacrifice in the mountain god realm, so she would like to say reminiscing about the past.
But this time, the girl did not close her eyes again, but kept looking at Ye Xuan with a thrilling expression.
The girl's actions were actually seen by many people, but this made people feel very puzzled.
No one knows the identity of this girl.
The rumor left by ancestor Ju said that the girl was the person who presided over the sacrificial ceremony, and she was not sure what her identity was.
However, the eighty-one mountain masters on the dragon pillars had an extremely solemn expression at this moment.
Others don’t know the identity of this girl, but don’t they know it yet?
The mountain gods in the mountain god realm are called mountain gods, and there are many ancient existences who have been conferred gods.
Of course there are among them.
But compared to the white-haired girl, they are much worse.
The girl has no name and is called Qingmeng God Lord. I heard that she is the first existence to be conferred a god in the mountain god world.
But for some reason, her growth rate was extremely slow.
Until now, he has only grown to be sixteen years old.
However, in the Mountain God Realm, no one dares to cause trouble for the Qingmeng God Lord.
Not to mention the trouble, there was not even any discussion about her.
Because the eighty-one ancient mountain masters knew very well that this Qingmeng God Lord was the real master of the ancestor mountain.
She is both a mountain god and a practitioner of mountain god.
Throughout history, the only existence with two identities at the same time.
It is also a terrifying existence created by Lao Shan, the founder of the Mountain God Realm.
Speaking of which, the reason why the ancestor Qiankun was afraid of him was because he suffered a great loss in his hands back then.
At that time, the ancestor Qiankun, who had just been named a god, was full of energy. After Ye Xuan entered the Mountain God Realm again, he was so arrogant. Many ancient existences in the Mountain God Realm did not dare to provoke the ancestor Qiankun.
But even such a terrifying ancestor Qiankun suffered a great loss at the hands of the God of Qingmeng, who seemed to be only seven or eight years old at the time.
Who could have imagined that the ancestor Qiankun, who looked extremely tall and strong at that time, looked like a young man, would be beaten up by a little girl who looked seven or eight years old.
He was beaten to the ground and called Auntie.
Tsk tsk.
If Ye Xuan hadn't spoken that time, I'm afraid that the ancestor Qiankun would have been beaten to pieces.
Since then, when the ancestor Qiankun followed Ye Xuan to the mountain god world, he never dared to be arrogant again, especially when he saw the God Lord Qingmeng, he was very respectful.
"Hello aunt."
The ancestor Qiankun felt the eyes of the God of Qingmeng move to him. He froze all over and could only raise his head and show a smile that was even worse than crying.
The corners of the Qingmeng God Lord raised his mouth slightly, and a smile appeared in his white eyes.
The ancestor Qiankun smiled embarrassedly and quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at the Lord Qingmeng.
"You're getting old."
The Divine Lord Qingmeng did not speak, but a crisp and beautiful voice sounded in the ears of the ancestor Qiankun.
The ancestor Qiankun was so scared that he was shocked and subconsciously approached Ye Xuan.
The little move of the ancestor Qiankun made Ye Xuan roll his eyes and slowly said: "Don't embarrass me."
The ancestor Qiankun suddenly looked sad and whispered: "Master, this is really not the old slave. He was indeed hit with a psychological shadow back then."
"Don't worry, I won't hit you anymore, after all, no one calls me aunt."
A crisp and beautiful sound rang out, with a hint of joking.
The ancestor Qiankun looked at the God of Qingmeng and found that this guy was looking at him with a smile on his face.
The ancestor Qiankun could only smile awkwardly and said, "As long as I don't do it, I can just call you a grandma."
When the Emperor Qingming frowned slightly when he heard this, he said, "This is not as good as my aunt."
"Yes, yes, aunt has the final say."
The ancestor Qiankun agreed.
"Virtue."
Ye Xuan glanced at Qiankun Ancestor.
"Isn't this because my master doesn't help me as a subordinate?"
The ancestor Qiankun resented his resentment.
"You haven't called me for trouble back then, so why don't you ask me to help?"
Ye Xuan shook his head and laughed.
The old ancestor Qiankun blushed and hesitated for a long time without saying anything.
Only three people could hear the conversation between the three, and the others could hear nothing.
At this moment, many mountain shrine monks in the heavens and all realms were excited and waiting for the beginning of the sacrificial ceremony.
One after another, all the people who should arrive in the heavens and all realms have arrived.
The people from Qingzhou Mountain Shinto came naturally.
However, Qingzhou Mountain Shinto and Daozhou Mountain Shinto are a distance away.
As you can see from afar, Yan Shan is also in the team.
Huang Yue's eyes were pressing against Yan Shan.
Yan Shan also discovered Ye Xuan and others at the same time.
Yan Shan didn't care about Huang Yue's hatred gaze, and what he cared about was Ye Xuan.
At the beginning, he was beaten by the mountain god under this guy and had no power to fight back, even if he was already in awe.
Yan Shan approached the front of Qingzhou Mountain Shinto and whispered to the majestic middle-aged man in the white robe.
The middle-aged man in white robe nodded slightly, his eyes slanted to Ye Xuan and his party, and he didn't say anything.
This middle-aged man in white robe is no one else, but Feng Jinlun, the leader of the Shinto Mountain in Qingzhou.
For some reason, Feng Jinlun seemed to know Ye Xuan's identity, but he did not express any expression. He pretended not to know the same thing, but he really didn't know what it meant.
Ye Xuan naturally saw this.
This is exactly as different from what he had guessed before.
If nothing unexpected happens, Feng Jinlun will either hook up with the two emperors, or fear the two emperors and dare not face him.
Relatively speaking, Ye Xuan believes in the former more.
Because Feng Jinlun’s understanding of him was limited to the name of the Night Emperor, he did not know his true origin.
If Feng Jinlun knew that he was the immortal night emperor who had been thriving forever, he would never have been in this way.
"Interesting..." Ye Xuan smiled indifferently and said to himself.
"Master, when the sacrifice is over, how about I capture that guy for you first?"
The ancestor Qiankun whispered.
"No hurry, let's talk about it later."
Ye Xuan said slowly.
When the ancestor Qiankun heard this, he didn't say anything more and sat quietly aside.
However, when Yun Shanzi and others saw this scene for the first time, the senior brother and sister were whispering there.
Time passes slowly.
After half a stick of incense, everyone has arrived.
"quiet."
On the eighty-one dragon pillars, one of the mountain masters spoke slowly, his voice was old, but it was vigorous and powerful, and it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, making it deafening.
In an instant, there was no sound.
"I would like to ask God to preside over the sacrificial ceremony."
Eighty-one mountain masters stood up at the same time, all of whom were the white-haired girl Qingmeng on the ancient altar facing the center, and spoke in unison.
"Welcome the God to preside over the sacrificial ceremony!"
The next second, the mountain masters responsible for the various mountain gods, such as Yude Mountain Master, also stood up to salute and shouted in a childish voice. This chapter has been completed!