The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 391 The spiritual power of the sacrificial ceremony is pure
Sacrifice to Linshan
Sacrifice ceremony
Today is the month before the Yuan Festival. It is the first month of Meng during the reign of Xunfeng. The weather is sunny, the sun is shining brightly, the spring breeze is warm, and the clouds are colorful, which is an auspicious sign.

The four elders, dressed in sacrificial crowns, each stepped onto the sacrificial platform, followed the sect leader Min Lan, and solemnly bowed to the heaven and earth before holding the sandalwood in their hands and inserting it steadily into the incense burner.

Then he lowered his body and bowed devoutly, then slowly rolled up his sleeves and stood up.

Yu Heng stood beside the huanghuali incense table, wearing a solemn dark blue robe only worn during sacrificial ceremonies, with a jade belt hanging around his waist, and a beam crown on his head, which was golden in color and had black tassels hanging down from the lace. The knot hangs under his chin, his face is serious, his body is stiff, and his overall state looks very cold and ruthless.

When he saw several elders finishing offering incense, he shouted vigorously: "The elders have finished offering incense——"

"Please represent the disciples of each mountain to respect heaven and earth and worship the mountain god."

As soon as he finished speaking, the four elders who were standing between the sacrificial altars quickly transformed and appeared under the four stone pillars, sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed.

But in an instant, in the center of the main hall of the sacrificial altar, the power of four spells appeared faintly, and they were transmitted to the highest point of the sacrificial altar, which was the three mountain tablets enshrined behind the incense table.

As the power of their spells was continuously transmitted, Minlan's figure gradually appeared above the three mountain monuments.

While Han Mo in the audience was still stunned, Murong Feng next to him pulled off his sleeves and walked to the altar ahead of him.

"The sacrificial ceremony has begun." This was what Yuxi said behind him, his voice a little cold and deliberate, as if he was urging him on purpose.

Han Mo didn't say anything. He clenched the sandalwood in his hand and walked step by step to the sacrificial altar according to the rules in his memory.

Yuxi followed soon after. He was not the last one, because behind him there was a group of outstanding disciple representatives from various mountains who were selected, totaling about eighty people in total.

But there are only three of them as closed disciples, and one more... Yan Yun.

She was pulled out to make up the numbers.

Because there are no closed disciples in the Fanyin Pavilion this year, in order to save the face of her master and the hope of the Fanyin Pavilion, she is the most suitable candidate to be recommended.

Naturally, she couldn't shirk it, after all, she was in her position and seeking her position.

Murong Feng walked first, and Yan Yun walked beside him. Together with him, he bowed down to worship the mountain gods, heaven and earth, and stepped forward to offer incense.

Han Mo and Yu Xi walked in the second row. Naturally, they saluted together, kowtowed together, and came forward to offer incense together.

Finally, there is the group of outstanding disciple representatives. Most of them are brothers from various mountains and colleges, and there are also a few disciples on duty. But there is no doubt that they are all people with extremely advanced cultivation and extremely powerful skills, otherwise they would not be selected to participate in the sacrificial ceremony.

After a set of procedures, everyone did not leave in a hurry. Instead, like several elders, they muttered incantations, closed their eyes tightly, and used the power of the heart in their hands to move from the scene as they had been trained before. The fingertips shot out and immediately flew to the three mountain stone monuments, as if they were performing a strict French ritual.

This is a magic and spiritual power test that is conducted every ten thousand years. Anyone with pure and abundant spiritual power will be specially enlightened by the mountain god and praised by the ancestors.

After a while, under the continuous flow of magic power, a pure and spiritually powerful golden halo appeared above the heads of most of the disciples.

This means that the power of this group of disciples' cultivation techniques is very pure and natural. They are cultivated by themselves without any medicinal blessing.

Murong Feng and Yan Yun naturally had this halo of light on their heads, and no one was surprised. Because no one knows that the spiritual power of these two senior brothers and sisters is purely dependent on their own persistence and dedication day after day, year after year.

But what's strange is that - Junior Brother Yuxi and Junior Brother Hanmo don't even have this halo of light on their bodies.

It is not surprising to say that Junior Brother Yuxi is a little immortal king in heaven, sought after by everyone, loved by many, and helped with precious medicinal flowers during his cultivation.

But this Junior Brother Han Mo... everyone immediately focused their attention on him, "Why is there no halo on Junior Brother Han Mo's head? Could it be that the power of his spells is not all obtained through his own cultivation?"

"Yes, Han Mo disciple does not have a halo of light shining all over his body. This is so strange."

"What's so strange? I heard that Junior Brother Hanmo's spiritual power of more than two hundred years can be restored! How can ordinary people recover their millions of years of cultivation so quickly? This is not a joke !"

"No, he must have eaten something good that we have never seen before, and he was able to regain more than two million years of spiritual power in a short period of time."

"It's more than two million years ago. I heard that that night, Junior Brother Hanmo competed with Junior Brother Yuxi. Junior Brother Hanmo's magic power was very strong. Maybe it's more than two million years ago."

"It should be more than 2.3 million years old."

"No, no, no, maybe more than two and a half million years."

"No, no, no, how is it possible? How can anyone take that kind of medicine and increase their cultivation level for so many ten thousand years?"

"Why not? Which one of the Yixiang Pearl Flower and the Blood Spirit Pearl Flower will not increase your cultivation level by a million years if you eat it?"

"What a joke! He is just the king of the snake clan. How can he have the ability to get the blessings of the Yixiang Pearl Flower and the Blood Spirit Pearl Flower?"

"Who knows? He spends all day hanging around His Highness the Ghost Clan, and his intentions and actions are clearly revealed."

"No, what you said makes sense."

……

The sound of discussion around him was like an overflowing river, gushing incessantly and particularly harsh. After Han Mo heard this, he didn't even frown and did what he should do calmly.

This made Yuxi beside him have to look at him. Yuxi couldn't help but be curious and asked him in a low voice, "You don't care about their words?"

Han Mo responded coldly, "What do you care? What they said is the truth."

Yuxi: "?!" What? Are they telling the truth? What fact?

By the time Yu Xi reacted, Han Mo had already turned and walked aside.

The disciple brother behind him pulled his sleeve and reminded, "Xiao Xianjun, leave quickly."

While Yu Xi was being dragged away, she looked at Han Mo opposite, with a look of shock on her face.

He...did he just mean to say that what they said was all the truth, and that it was because of His Highness the Ghost Clan that he was able to regain the power of more than two million years of cultivation skills?

No, he is a grown man. He is not ashamed when he hears these words? And he actually admitted it so indifferently? Just admit it?

He really felt weird and speechless.

"Xiao Xianjun!!" The fellow apprentices beside him began to urge him again.

Yuxi quickly came to her senses and entered the next process with them.

I really can’t tell that Han Mo from the Snake Clan is still a freeloader, especially when he eats so contentedly.