Ye Xuan waved his hand, signaling the girl to ignore him.
The girl also knew that now was an important time for sacrifices in the Mountain God Realm, so if we were to reminisce about the past, we should leave it to later.
But this time, the girl did not close her eyes again, but kept looking at Ye Xuan with an excited expression.
The girl's behavior was actually noticed by many people, but this made people feel very puzzled.
No one knows the identity of this girl.
Rumors left by ancestors said that this girl was the one who presided over the sacrificial ceremony, but her specific identity is unclear.
On the contrary, the eighty-one mountain lords on the ninety-nine and eighty-one dragon pillars looked extremely solemn at this moment.
Others don’t know the girl’s identity, but don’t they know it yet?
The mountain gods in the mountain god world are collectively called mountain gods, and many of them have ancient beings who have been granted the title of god.
Of course there are some among them.
But compared to the white-haired girl, they were far behind.
The girl has no name, but she is called Qingmeng Shenzun. It is said that she is the first being to be conferred as a god in the mountain god world.
But for some reason, her growth rate is extremely slow.
Until now, he has only grown to be sixteen years old.
However, in the Mountain God Realm, no one dares to trouble the Lord Qingmeng.
Let alone trouble, there was not even a discussion about her.
Because the eighty-one ancient mountain deities know very well that this Qingmeng deity is the real master of the ancestral mountain.
She is both a mountain god and a practitioner of the mountain god way.
The only person in history who possesses 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 Patriarch Qiankun is afraid of him is because he suffered a big loss at his hands back then.
At that time, Ancestor Qiankun, who had just become a god, was very high-spirited. After Ye Xuan entered the Mountain God Realm again, he was so arrogant that many ancient beings in the Mountain God Realm did not dare to provoke Ancestor Qiankun.
But such a terrifying ancestor of Qiankun suffered a huge loss at the hands of the Qingmeng Shenzun, who looked to be only seven or eight years old at the time.
Who could have imagined that the ancestor of Qiankun, who looked extremely tall, young and newly conferred as a god at that time, would be beaten violently by a little girl who looked seven or eight years old.
He was beaten to the ground and called grandma.
Tsk tsk.
If Ye Xuan hadn't spoken that time, the Taoist heart of the ancestor of Qiankun would have been shattered.
From then on, Patriarch Qiankun no longer dared to be arrogant when he followed Ye Xuan to the Mountain God Realm, especially when he saw the Lord Qingmeng, he was so respectful.
"Hello, great aunt."
Ancestor Qiankun felt the gaze of Lord Qingmeng move towards him. He froze and could only raise his head and reveal a smile that was uglier than crying.
The corners of Qingmeng Divine Lord's mouth curled up slightly, and a smile appeared in his white eyes.
Ancestor Qiankun smiled sarcastically and quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at the Lord Qingmeng at all.
"You are getting old." Qingmeng Divine Lord did not speak, but a clear and sweet voice sounded in the ears of Qiankun Patriarch.
Ancestor Qiankun was so frightened that he subconsciously approached Ye Xuan.
This little move by the ancestor of Qiankun made Ye Xuan roll his eyes and said slowly: "Don't embarrass me."
Ancestor Qiankun suddenly looked mournful and said in a low voice: "Master, I really don't blame this old slave. He was indeed psychologically affected back then."
"Don't worry, I won't hit you in the future. After all, no one else calls me grandma." A clear and pleasant voice sounded, with a hint of joking.
Ancestor Qiankun looked at Lord Qingmeng and found that this guy was looking at him with a smile on his face.
Ancestor Qiankun could only smile awkwardly and said: "As long as you don't take action, you can just call me "Kiss Grandma."
When the Qingming God heard this, he frowned slightly and seemed a little displeased, and said, "This is not as nice as my aunt."
"Yes, yes, my aunt has the final say." Ancestor Qiankun agreed.
"De Xing." Ye Xuanqian glanced at the ancestor of Qiankun.
"Isn't this because the master doesn't help me as a subordinate?" Qiankun Ancestor said resentfully.
"You have never made trouble for yourself before, so you still have the nerve to ask me for help?" Ye Xuan shook his head and laughed.
The ancestor of Qiankun blushed and hesitated for a long time without saying anything.
Only three people can hear the conversation between three people, and the others can't hear anything.
At this moment, many mountain Shinto monks in all the worlds are excited, waiting for the start of the sacrificial ceremony.
One after another, everyone from all over the world arrived.
The people from the Qingzhou Mountain Shinto naturally came as well.
However, Qingzhoushan Shinto and Daozhoushan Shinto are separated by some distance.
You can see from a distance that Yan Shan is also among the team.
Huang Yue's gaze was fixed on the Yanshan Mountain.
At the same time, Yan Shan also discovered Ye Xuan and others.
Yan Shan didn't pay attention to Huang Yue's hateful gaze. He was more concerned about Ye Xuan.
At the beginning, he was beaten by this guy's mountain god and was unable to fight back, even though he is in awe now.
Yan Shan approached the front of the Qingzhou Mountain Shinto and whispered to the tall middle-aged man in white robes.
The middle-aged man in white robe nodded slightly, glanced sideways at Ye Xuan and his group, but said nothing.
This middle-aged man in white robe is none other than Feng Jinlun, the leader of the Qingzhou Mountain Shinto Mountains.
For some reason, Feng Jinlun seemed to know Ye Xuan's identity, but he didn't show any indication. He pretended not to know, but he really didn't know what it meant.
As for this, Ye Xuan naturally saw it.
This was exactly what he had guessed before.
If nothing unexpected happens, this Feng Jinlun is either in cahoots with the Shuang Emperors, or he is afraid of the Shuang Emperors and dare not face him.
Relatively speaking, Ye Xuan believed in the former more.
Because Feng Jinlun's understanding of him was limited to his name as Emperor Ye, and he didn't know his true origin.
If Feng Jinlun knew that he was the immortal Night Emperor who had reigned supreme for eternity, he would never have such an attitude.
"interesting……"
Ye Xuan smiled lightly and said to himself.
"Master, when the sacrifice is over, how about I capture that guy for you first?" Qiankun Patriarch said in a low voice.
"There's no rush, we'll talk about it later." Ye Xuan said slowly.
When Patriarch Qiankun heard this, he didn't say anything more and sat quietly aside.
It was the first time for Yun Shanzi and others to see such a scene, and the senior brothers and sisters were talking in low voices.
Time passes slowly.
After half a stick of incense, everyone had arrived.
"quiet."
On the ninety-nine and eighty-one dragon pillars, one of the mountain masters spoke slowly, his voice was old, but powerful, and it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, deafening.
For a moment, there was complete silence.
"The deity has been invited to preside over the sacrificial ceremony."
Eighty-one mountain deities stood up at the same time, all facing the white-haired girl Qing Meng Shen Zun on the ancient altar in the center, and spoke in unison.
"Congratulations to the God to preside over the sacrificial ceremony!"
The next second, the mountain masters in charge of various mountain shrines, such as Yude Mountain Master and others, also stood up and saluted, and shouted in a childish voice.