The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 392 Hope and Pray for Descendants to Be Here
on the altar

Yu Heng glanced at the junior fellow apprentices who were standing neatly, and shouted: "After offering incense——"

"Invite disciples representing each mountain to kowtow to the mountain gods and perform sacrificial ceremonies."

Based on their current position, everyone turned to face the three-mountain monument and knelt down devoutly.

"One bow goes up to heaven and down to earth."

Everyone bowed their heads and knelt down in worship.

"Second worship, God of Cangling Mountain."

Everyone stood up and bowed their heads and knelt down again.

"Three obeisances to the souls of our ancestors."

Everyone stood up again, and finally bowed their heads and knelt down.

"rise--"

As Yu Heng's voice fell, everyone stood up together with the figure of the first senior brother Murong Feng, grabbing the loose robes under their knees.

"After worshiping -"

"Please give blessings on behalf of the disciples from each mountain."

All the disciples clasped their hands together, closed their eyes silently, and began to pray.

Before closing her eyes, Yu Xi glanced at the figure opposite her, and saw Han Mo standing upright, with strong and handsome features, and dull and sharp eyes. He stood there calmly and calmly, without any movement, as if he was in a prayer ceremony around him. It has nothing to do with him, just like being separated from the world.

When Yuxi finished praying and opened his eyes, he was still moving as before, motionless, like a piece of wood.

The brothers and sisters around him had begun to talk about their prayers and petitions in twos and threes, but he still acted like an ignorant person, without any fluctuations.

Murong Feng slightly pulled off Han Mo's sleeve and asked him, "Junior brother, what did you pray for just now?"

Han Mo shook his head, "No senior brother."

"Huh?" Murong Feng was a little surprised, "Junior brother, don't you need to pray for anything?"

Everyone has a direction of struggle and a journey of hard work. Even if you don’t have any big ambitions, you definitely have what you want to get at the moment.

Judging from the way Junior Brother Hanmo has been in the mountains for ten thousand years, he shouldn't have no desires or desires.

Han Mo turned to look at him, "Senior brother, they can't protect us or anything."

As he spoke, his eyes passed through him and looked at the three mountain monuments behind him.

If the ancestors could really show up to help them, he wouldn't have to worry about how to solve the problem of the silver beasts now.

Murong Feng followed his line of sight and immediately understood what he meant. He knew that he did not want to place his hopes on non-existent people, but living in the present, who wouldn't wish that one day he could achieve what he wanted? May you reach the sky in one step.

Just like him...

He only hopes that his master can forgive him and allow him to teach his junior brothers and sisters again. This is probably what he has wished for in his life.

"My best wishes——"

"Please represent the disciples from each mountain and salute the sect leader and the elders from each mountain."

Everyone quickly closed their mouths, stood upright, and first bowed in the direction of Min Lan, then bowed down and bowed to their fellow master.

"Disciple, pay homage to the sect master——"

"Meet the master."

Minglan's figure slowly fell down from the three mountain monuments. Several elders then put away the power of magic in their hands, stood up, and accepted their worship.

Min Lan walked to Yu Heng's side and said in a deep voice to everyone: "Get up."

"Thank you, Lord Sect Master."

When Yu Heng saw that it was almost time, he shouted: "The ceremony is over." Minlan suddenly interrupted him, "Wait a minute."

"Master?" Yu Heng was puzzled.

Min Lan looked at the four elders and sent a secret message: "Let all disciples leave immediately."

The four elders nodded at the same time. Without knowing what was going on, they resolutely obeyed Minlan's order. They immediately waved their sleeves and used all the power of their hearts to move all the disciples in the center of the sacrificial platform. , and sent them out together with the power of magic, including Yu Heng.

"How is this going?"

"Why did we come out?"

As soon as Fang Yi landed, a group of disciples were very surprised to see his figure landing in front of the sacrificial mountain gate, and were greatly shocked.

"Yeah, why did you come out?"

"The sacrificial ceremony is not over yet, how could we be sent out by the elders?"

Murong Feng and Yu Heng, who came out together, also had sad faces. They knew that if there was no accident, the sect master and the elders would not end the sacrificial ceremony in such a hurry and send them out.

Yuxi and Hanmo stood aside. He was very puzzled and asked, "Do you know what happened?"

Han Mo ignored him.

Yu Xi curled her lips and turned to look for Murong Feng and Yu Heng, "Senior brother, why didn't Senior Sister Yan Yun come out with us?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes subconsciously looked around.

"Yes, why didn't Senior Sister Yan Yun come out together?"

"Yes, all of us have come out, only Senior Sister Yan Yun has not come out."

"It's broken, will something happen to Senior Sister Yan Yun?"

When Han Mo heard this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the disciple who was speaking, but he didn't want to meet Murong Feng's eyes.

Murong Feng had the same serious look on his face, and his face was filled with sadness that could not be concealed. They all wanted to go to the same place. If Yan Yun didn't come out at this time, something might have happened.

Thinking of the group of silver beasts they and Junior Sister Miaoyuan encountered here some time ago, they became even more worried about Yan Yun.

They are also members of the ghost tribe, and if they are not protected, they will be attacked by the silver beast tribe.

But luckily for Yan Yun, the sect leader and the four elders were all inside. They will definitely protect her.

on the altar
After all the disciples left, only one disciple, Yan Yun, stayed.

However, there was no abnormal color on her face. She was calm and calm in the face of danger. She could even keep her face as calm as water when danger approached.

"You are a good disciple." Ruolin smiled bitterly and praised Fanli. Unlike his disciples, all of them were useless.

Fanli sighed, "No matter how good he is, he has never entered my door."

From the first day she walked in, she knew she was good. It's a pity that Yan Yun's disciple is so proud and arrogant that he doesn't want to become her disciple. Perhaps it can be said that disciple Yan Yun only wants to practice cultivation and never cares about these red tapes and status declarations.

Chu Mengcheng came over and smiled, "It's enough that it's in your name, and you'll be proud of it."

It's better than a bunch of monkeys under his sect, and he can spend the whole day with less worries.

Elder Hua glanced at the group of silver beasts that were gradually gathering around the audience. His expression was very gloomy, "What are you doing?!"

"It's not enough to destroy the sacrificial ceremony. You also want to attack the sect leader? Are you rebelling?"

Yin Xian walked towards the sacrificial altar slowly with strong and strong limbs, "I have met the sect leader and the four elders."

Elder Hua snorted loudly and said nothing. He disturbed such a solemn sacrificial ceremony and dared to come to see them, which is a shameful thing.

Minlan walked forward, "I know why you came. It just so happens that a descendant of the ghost clan is here today. If you have anything to say, you can ask her."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yun came over with his sword in hand, "Yan Yun, the daughter of Yan Yin, the current chief elder of the ghost clan, has met you."