The goddess of fast wear is super burning

Chapter 641 Alternative God (15)

Watching Yinxuan enter the courtyard, Wei Xi's gentle and smiling eyes gradually became calm.

After the two walked away, she turned around and told Zhuzhao: "Tell the four envoys who came here for me that I will come forward to assist on the day of worshiping the gods."

Zhuzhao was stunned for a moment, and then respectfully responded: "Obey, Pavilion Master."

……

The day of offering sacrifices to the gods will be held as scheduled two days later, at the top of Qicang Mountain in the middle of the four countries.

Qicang Mountain is full of aura, and it has been called a sacred mountain since its existence. It is said that every time a god descends to the earth, it is here that the land falls.

Later, people felt that the name of Shenshan was not pleasant, so they named it Qi Cang.

Before dawn, the entire Qicang Mountain was surrounded by guards.

In addition to the royal families, officials and temples of the four countries, more than a hundred people climbed to the top.

There is an altar in the center of the mountain, and a group of people sit around the altar a little farther away.

The altar is very large, almost occupying three-quarters of the mountain top. The seven stone pillars go straight into the sky, sitting around the altar like supporting pillars, with patterns of auspicious clouds and divine birds carved on them.

This is the most sacred place in the world.

It seems that stepping here is an offense to the gods.

In the past, they worshiped at the foot of the mountain, and only set foot in this sacred place on the day of worshiping the gods.

Seeing that the time for the worship ceremony was getting closer, everyone slowed down their breathing and stared at the altar on the high platform reverently and solemnly.

Except for Wei Xi, Yin Xuan, and a certain nobleman who came to join in the fun.

Snapped!
Suddenly, a voice broke the solemn and quiet atmosphere, which attracted dissatisfied eyes from many people.

But when they saw the person sitting in the position, they looked away again.

Wei Xi naturally also heard the voice, because the voice sounded from beside her. She looked sideways at the young man beside her, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Yinxuan sat upright, looking ahead, his cold and deep voice was slightly lowered, with a trace of irritability: "There are mosquitoes."

Wei Xi looked up at him for a few seconds, and sure enough, she saw two bitten red spots on that disguised ordinary face. She didn't say anything, but turned her head and continued to look at the altar casually.

At the same time, a ray of light gold flew out from her palm, forming an invisible hood around the young man, keeping mosquitoes out.

Without the annoying mosquitoes, Yinxuan felt drowsy with his chin half propped up.

The purpose of his coming here today was not to watch those gods come down to earth, but because Wei Xi was coming, he reluctantly came with her.

But from the time they arrived to the present, two full hours had passed, the wind had blown quite a bit, and they didn't even see the shadow of God.

Yinxuan felt that it would be more interesting to go to the teahouse and listen to the books. He leaned slightly towards Wei Xi and asked in a low voice, "It's been so long, why haven't we started yet?"

"There is still half an hour." After finishing speaking, she glanced at Yinxuan, smiled gently and politely said: "If you can't sit still, I can ask Zhuzhao to pick you up."

Yinxuan immediately refused: "No need."

She can sit still, why can't she do it herself!

In case he left, it would be His Highness who would come down in a while, wouldn't it be a blessing for the two of them.

He's not leaving!
Wei Xi glanced at the person whose posture was gradually letting go of himself. After a moment of silence, he said aloud, "Go to sleep for a while, and I'll call you when it starts."

As soon as these words came out, she didn't know what the other party had imagined, her expression turned cold, and her tone was more biting than the cold wind in winter: "No need, I'm not sleepy."

(End of this chapter)