As for her coming to Huayu Temple to participate in the assessment, it is estimated that no one will care at this time.
"Forget it, forget it, maybe it's God's will. The Huayu Temple will eventually be destroyed by us." An Xiaxin said with a long sigh.
Beside him, Shen Yuhe's face no longer had the previous smile, and his eyes were filled with sadness.
"Go back, Huayu Temple no longer recruits priests, and has no ability to train new priests." An Xiaxin glanced at Mu Hanyan and said coldly.
She was originally cold-tempered, and just now she misunderstood that Mu Hanyan was from Fengcheng Temple, so it was not easy to force a smile. Now that she knew Mu Hanyan's identity, there was no need to waste her expression.
Mu Hanyan was a little helpless. Although she saw the decline of the Huayu Temple, her heart was cold to the bottom, but if she wanted to practice priest magic to restore her strength, she had to become a priest. Did she have to go to another temple? But as far as she knows, except for the special existence of the Huayu Temple, the nearest temples are thousands of miles away. Ye Yi'an is afraid that he can't bear such a rush. Without his company, his identity might be exposed. See the clues.
After An Xiaxin finished speaking, she stopped looking at Mu Hanyan, turned around and walked towards the temple.
Shen Yuhe looked at Mu Hanyan sympathetically, shook his head, and turned around to leave.
"Lord Sikong, it's not like you don't know about the situation of our Huayu Temple. Aren't you harming others by recruiting priests at this time? Sigh!" A priest who looked a little older sighed and said.
After he finished speaking, he looked at Mu Hanyan hesitantly, and looking at his expression, he probably wanted to ask Miss Mu if you had a grudge against Sikong Qinglan, and he tricked you like this.
As a result, sweat gushed out of Mu Hanyan's forehead again.
"Girl, the journey was hard. My family has made some porridge. You can go back after you have some hot porridge." An old woman said to Mu Hanyan sympathetically.
So, Miss Mu was sweating even more.
She could tell that these people didn't intend to reject her, but that the situation of Huayu Temple was too bad to support anyone.
"Wait! She is a born priest of the gods." Sikong Qinglan said loudly.
"What?" Shen Yuhe was taken aback and turned her head.
All around, the young priests and common people were also surprised.
"She is a natural priest of the gods. I have made up my mind. As long as she becomes the priest of our Huayu Temple, she will definitely be able to lead us out of the predicament." Sikong Qinglan said excitedly.
"Senior brother Qinglan, is she, is she really a born god priest?" Shen Yuhe grabbed Sikong Qinglan's arm and asked excitedly.
"That's right. She originally went to the Fengcheng Temple to participate in the priest assessment, but because her family had some disagreements with Kang Qingyuan, the praying priest of the Fengcheng Temple, she was made things difficult by her in every possible way, and she accepted my invitation to come to the Huayu Temple. I saw it with my own eyes." Sikong Qinglan said quickly.
"A born priest of the gods is actually a priest of the gods. Now our Huayu Temple is saved." Shen Yuhe was overjoyed, but tears glistened in his eyes.
The young priests and common people around looked at Mu Hanyan with envy and fascination on their faces. In the eyes of despair, hope rose again.
"Let's go to the Gathering Formation right away!" Shen Yuhe pulled Mu Hanyan up again, and quickly walked towards the central hall.
Although she didn't doubt Sikong Qinglan's words, the due assessment was still necessary.
The other priests also followed up excitedly, and even the common people couldn't help but follow behind them. The Huayu Temple was in such a dilapidated state that there were not many priests and people in the city, so they shared the same joys and sorrows, so no one stopped them.
An Xiaxin frowned slightly, but still followed.
When he came to the central hall, Shen Yuhe couldn't wait to play the trick. Soon, a rainbow-like light appeared outside Mu Hanyan's body, either as cold as ice, or as hot as fire, as dignified as a mountain, or as soft as water. The power of that completely different law is also like a prison. Mu Hanyan was confined in it.
Mu Hanyan looked at Shen Yuhe's baby face, slightly surprised. Although this God-gathering formation is slightly different from Fengcheng Temple, it is generally similar. I remember that when we were in Fengcheng Temple, the chief priest Chu Yanghe personally activated the formation. ability. Regardless of Shen Yuhe's young age, judging from the white water marks on the sacrificial robe, he only has the cultivation base of an eighth-level god priest, but he can easily activate this formation.
It is indeed one of the oldest temples in the Continent of Gods. Even if it is so dilapidated, it is still not to be underestimated.
Mu Hanyan's heart, which was originally cold to the bottom, finally felt warm again.
Mu Hanyan was only in awe, and Shen Yuhe didn't plan on calculating her. The power of various laws in the formation didn't put too much pressure on her at all, so she didn't notice that Shen Yuhe's hand formula had been finished, The law also began to operate.
"Brother Qinglan, is she really a born god priest?" Seeing Mu Hanyan standing motionless in the formation, Shen Yuhe said with some doubts.
"Lord Sikong, you know you want to ease our hearts, but you don't need to make such a joke." The slightly older priest said a little displeased.
The people behind them didn't dare to say anything, they just forgot to look at Mu Hanyan in the formation, with disappointment on their faces.
"Hmph, Lord Sikong, do you think it's interesting to play with us like this? Don't you know that the power of this formation is exhausted, and it's not easy to even maintain the temple, and it's so indiscriminate!" An Xiaxin drank heavily Rebuke.
"No, it's not, you listen to my explanation." Being reprimanded by An Xiaxin, Sikong Qinglan blushed unconsciously again.
"Forget it, I guess you were deceived by others, so I won't argue with you. As for her..." An Xiaxin thought for a while, probably because she didn't want to embarrass Sikong Qinglan too much, and said with a cold face, "Blast out of the temple That's it."
Shen Yuhe gave Sikong Qinglan a helpless look, and was about to stop the formation.
"Wait, wait, I'm sorry I was distracted, I didn't know it had already started." Mu Hanyan said and stepped forward a few steps, and walked up to Shen Yuhe.
There was complete silence all around, and everyone looked at Mu Hanyan dumbfounded.
Although the Huayu Temple has become more and more dilapidated over the years and has rarely recruited priests, even if they have never eaten pork and seen pigs running, they also know how difficult it is to pass the examination to become a priest. Not to mention this god-gathering formation that is specially used to assess the priests of natural gods, even ordinary god-gathering arrays can trap people in difficulty. Even die unexpectedly.