The others were also weeping with joy, even Heituzi changed from his previous roughness and cried like a child.
"Why are they all crying like this, is Mu Yi'an finally dead?" Just then, a discordant voice sounded.
A young man in a black robe shook his head and walked over surrounded by several guards, with a contemptuous smile on his face.
This young man was about twenty years old, with a greasy hair and pink face. Although he was young, his steps were obviously a little vain, as if his body had been hollowed out by wine and sex.
Another useless playboy! Mu Hanyan shook her head secretly. As An Yun's number one playboy, she certainly saw through the young man's background at a glance.
"Kang Zihe, what are you talking about! How dare you be rude to our old priest!" Seeing this person, all members of the Mu clan changed their expressions, and then angrily shouted.
It turned out that the Mu Yi'an that Kang Zihe spoke of was Ye Yi'an's pseudonym, and he settled in Mu's house, so he couldn't show his real name to others.
"What kind of old priest, but an old and immortal waste. After a thousand years, he failed to be promoted from the priest of the gods to the head priest. If I had to change it, I would have wiped my neck and hanged myself." Kang Zihe said disdainfully.
"Bold, how dare you humiliate my guardian priest of the Mu family, I will fight you!" Heituzi was furious, drew out the butcher's knife and rushed towards Kang Zihe.
Ye Yi'an is the guardian priest of the Mu clan, and in their minds, he is like a god. Even if he risked his life, he would never allow him to be insulted in the slightest.
Although he didn't have the slightest level of cultivation, Heituzi's strength was extremely strong, comparable to a second- and third-tier swordsman. When he stabbed out with a short knife in his hand, he even made a sharp whistling sound, obviously powerful.
Seeing him rushing towards his master, the guards didn't move, they just sneered contemptuously.
"Looking for death!" Kang Zihe snorted coldly, suddenly drew out the long sword with one hand, and typed out the hand formula with the other, muttering something in a low voice.
A fiery red light suddenly appeared on the long sword, and shot out through the sword, forming a fireball the size of a millstone and flying towards Heituzi.
Sword Qi transformed into form! Mu Hanyan was slightly surprised. Could it be that Kang Zihe already had the strength of a high-level swordsman, but she didn't feel such aura from him.
"Bang..." Heituzi subconsciously raised his knife to block it, but was blasted several feet away by the fireball.
"Mutu!" Several Mu family disciples rushed forward to catch Mutu, but they were knocked back a few steps by his tall body, and managed to stabilize their figure.
In the air, there was a faint smell of burnt hair. When he turned his head, he saw that Mutu's hair was already scorched yellow, and there were bursts of blue smoke.
Mu Hanyan's eyes narrowed slightly. Kang Zi and this fireball were obviously different from the sword aura transformation of a high-level swordsman, because the sword aura transformation can only simulate the shape, and in essence it is the concentration of energy and does not Possesses the attack ability of the transformed form. Take the Frost Snow Dance she first comprehended, it seems that the sky is full of frost and snow, and it can barely make people feel the coldness, but when it comes to the cold air, it is even worse than the ice pick of the previous mutant slate pig. not on.
What Kang Zihe used was obviously the so-called divine technique of priests, which was completely different from the practice of swordsmanship in the Holy Court Continent.
"You, you turned out to be a priest!" Seeing that Mutu was injured by one move, all members of the Mu family were filled with righteous indignation, but no one dared to charge up again. Looking at Kang Zihe, there was more anger than anger. Kind of scared.
"Blind your dog eyes, did you see it now? My son is now the first-rank god priest of Fengcheng Temple. How dare you be rude to me and live impatiently?" Kang Zihe pointed to himself The black robe on his body said triumphantly.
It was only then that Mu Hanyan noticed that the robe on his body was somewhat similar to the sword robe of the Holy Court Continent, a little less capable, but a little more elegant, and an ancient palace was embroidered on the chest, presumably this is the temple the sign of it.
And on the cuffs of the long sleeves, there was a thin white ripple embroidered. If I guessed correctly, this should be the symbol of the first-order god priest.
Mu Tu and the others looked at Kang Zihe, all daring to be angry but not daring to speak. Compared with the Sacred Court Continent, the Continent of the Gods is even more strictly hierarchical. Mu Tu's previous attack on Kang Zihe was already disrespectful. If it weren't for the deep grievances against Kang Zi and him, and their reluctance to let go of their last dignity, they might have knelt down and begged for mercy just like they did when they met Mu Hanyan before.
"That's all, today is my happy day to pass the examination and become a priest, so I won't be as knowledgeable as you untouchables." Kang Zihe waved his hand, pretending to be generous.
It's a pity that no one accepted his love. Although everyone in the Mu family didn't dare to do anything again, their eyes were still full of hatred when looking at him.
"I came here today to inform you that I should move out of Rijian Peak as soon as possible. Anyway, when the millennium comes, this land with a radius of a hundred miles will become the property of my Kang family. If I move away early, I can find a place to stay. Otherwise, when this poor old man dies, I'm afraid he won't even find a place to bury his bones." Kang Zihe said bluntly, not bothering to talk nonsense to them after making fun of him.
"Hmph, just dream, our Mu family will have a new guardian priest soon, Rijian Peak is still our Mu family's fief." Finally, someone couldn't help but say.
"Hahahaha, for you untouchables, a priest could be produced thousands of years ago because of the high incense burned by the ancestors for several lifetimes, but you still want to produce another priest. I don't think you are awake." Kang Zihe seemed to listen When it came to the funniest joke in the world, he covered his stomach and laughed wildly.
"We will not only produce another priest, but also a natural priest of the gods!" The man said unconvinced, his eyes full of pride.
Hearing his words, not only Kang Zihe, but even the few followers he brought with him were laughing up and down.
"Ha... ha... You are also born priests of the gods. I think you are not awake, but crazy, all crazy." Kang Zihe laughed so hard that he almost fainted.
"It's not that they haven't woken up, nor are they crazy. Go back and tell your Patriarch that our Mu family has a natural god priest, and he doesn't have to think about Rijian Peak anymore." Ye Yi'an said again, calmly.
"What!" Kang Zihe was slightly startled.
Others may talk nonsense, but no matter how useless this old guy is, he is an old priest who has lived for thousands of years after all, so he shouldn't be talking nonsense.
"I would like to see, who is this natural god priest you are talking about?" Although Ye Yi'an felt that it was unlikely to be talking nonsense, it was still hard for Kang Zihe to believe that the Mu family had been down for nearly a million years. Only a priest came out after a lot of luck, and a small family with a place to live could give birth to a natural priest of the gods.