"Boom!" Mu Hanyan seemed to hear the muffled sound of the violent impact of the energy in the meridians and that force, and the meridians also burst, and there was pain like a knife.
"No, you must not reveal your identity, and you can't kill people for it." Mu Hanyan finally gave up the idea of killing people.
Although relying on the spring water condensed by Ba Xia's blood, her strength is already comparable to that of a swordsman of the ninth rank, plus her own cultivation base of the fifth rank of a swordsman, it is not easy to kill An Xiaxin and Shen Yuhe. There is a chance, but she can't pass her own test.
What's more, there were not only the two of them present, after killing them, what should the others do? Did they all kill them? Mu Hanyan couldn't do this kind of thing no matter what.
If you can't kill people and reveal your identity, then you can only try your best to cover it up. Just when the strength collided with that force and exploded, Mu Hanyan's whole body tensed up. People will definitely notice the leakage of energy, and the only way is to rely on flesh and blood to confine the energy in the body.
"Boom, boom, boom..." The power was swimming in the body quickly, even if Mu Hanyan tried his best to gather his strength, it was too late. The two forces met again and again and exploded again and again.
Mu Hanyan's face was pale, and bright red blood oozes from the corner of his mouth. And the injuries in the body are more serious than what they appear on the outside. The meridians are disconnected from it, as if the roots are broken, and the internal organs are even more torn apart. It's also fortunate that the Mu family's Tianxin Kung Fu cultivates the heart, otherwise she might regret it too late.
Seeing the pained expression on Mu Hanyan's face, everyone was amazed.
Although the Huayu Temple has not recruited priests for several years, several descendants of the old priests have undergone baptism in the past few years, so they are no strangers to priest baptism.
Just like what Sikong Qinglan said, the priest's baptism may be a little painful, but it shouldn't be so painful. Seeing that Mu Hanyan passed the assessment of the God-gathering Formation with ease yesterday, everyone thought it would be the same easily today, but they didn't know that it turned out like this.
"A natural priest of the gods is nothing more than that." An Xiaxin sneered.
Disappointment also appeared on the faces of other priests and common people. Although An Xiaxin poured cold water on them yesterday, they also felt that it was impossible for a natural priest to change the Lord God's mind, but at least there was hope. If Mu Hanyan really performed very well, maybe Did Lord God change his mind
But seeing Mu Hanyan's performance like this, everyone's heart was a little cold, just like Mu Hanyan had just come to Huayu City. This Mu Hanyan, even if she is a natural priest of the gods, is probably the weakest one among them. It is definitely hopeless to rely on her to make the Lord God Master change his mind.
Seeing this scene, Sikong Qinglan first showed surprise in his eyes. How could it be possible that Master Shigong had such high expectations for her? It doesn't make sense, but soon, he thought of something again, showing a sudden look.
Indeed, from the few words the master said before his death, he had already guessed about the whereabouts of the master. When Mu Hanyan admitted that she was the person in the painting, he could naturally guess her origin. But he didn't ask too much, because as a priest of the temple, he should be absolutely loyal to the divine master and treat the people in the holy court as a deadly enemy, but thinking of the firm gaze of his master when he was dying, he couldn't go against his last wish. Therefore, he prefers to pretend that he doesn't know anything, it's just a guess anyway, and he can't be sure. This can be regarded as his self-comfort.
But at this time, seeing Mu Hanyan's pale face and the blood on the corner of his mouth, he couldn't even comfort himself. Obviously, Mu Hanyan hurt because of the conflict between the strength of the sword and the power in the god stone. into this.
After completely confirming Mu Hanyan's origin, Sikong Qinglan hesitated for a moment, but soon, he remembered Mu Hanyan's calmness and calmness when he admitted his identity. Thinking about it, she also knew that he would guess her origin Bar.
Sikong Qinglan smiled, and his eyes became firm again.
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In the meridian, the energy and the power of the spirit stone kept colliding and bursting, and the excruciating pain kept pouring into his mind. Mu Hanyan gritted his teeth and tensed his whole body, suppressing the bursting energy in his body. Fortunately, her strength has increased greatly at this time, and her body defense has also increased several times. Otherwise, she would really not be able to hold on with her flesh and blood alone.
Finally, the strength was collected in the heart veins, and the ethereal but boundless power flowed quickly, and all the pain disappeared. Mu Hanyan was surprised to find that the broken meridian just now healed quickly under the nourishment of that force.
What surprised her even more was still behind, as the power flowed, there was a buzzing sound like a fairy sound in her body, and she looked inside, only to see light spots flickering, and the meridians also followed. extend.
Hidden veins! It turned out to be a hidden vein.
Mu Hanyan understood in an instant that the so-called baptism of the gods was to open the hidden veins, and these hidden veins obviously had nothing to do with the practice of swordsmanship, but were only used for the practice of priests' divine arts.
With the opening of one after another hidden veins, the ethereal and light power also formed a new cycle, going round and round, gradually condensing in the heart veins.
Finally, the light of the spirit stone dimmed, and Mu Hanyan's heart veins also had a force that was completely different from strength. There is no doubt that this is the power needed to perform the priest's magic.
"Congratulations." Sikong Qinglan stepped forward and said.
Seeing that Mu Hanyan's expression relaxed, and he no longer had the previous painful look, he also let out a long sigh of relief. If Mu Hanyan couldn't bear the pain of the rupture of the meridians just now, and the leak of Qi mechanism revealed the source of his identity, he didn't know What should I do.
"Congratulations." The other priests also stepped forward to congratulate, but they were all a little absent-minded.
Mu Hanyan's previous performance was really disappointing, not as good as all of them. Although she has a strong divine sense and can condense the power of law by nature, her physique is probably very average. I hope to rely on her to save Huayu Temple Destiny is definitely impossible.
"Thank you." Mu Hanyan somewhat guessed what they were thinking, but didn't care, and said with a smile.
"You didn't get hurt just now. Take this pill first, so as not to cause any hidden illness." Shen Yuhe was also a little disappointed, but she had a good heart, and said with concern, while taking out the pill and handing it to Shen Yuhe.
"Thank you Priest Right, I'm fine." Mu Hanyan declined politely. Seeing how poor the Huayu Temple was, one could guess that this elixir was hard-earned, and Mu Hanyan kindly accepted it, but she didn't want to waste it on her.
"Then... well, if you feel uncomfortable, don't hold on." Shen Yuhe didn't insist either, but she still kindly reminded her.
"Yeah." Mu Hanyan nodded, she had a good impression of Shen Yuhe.
"Master An, it's time to assess her strength next, and you should preside over it." Sikong Qinglan said, it seems that the assessment of her strength is not within his duty as a dance master.
Because when one receives the baptism of the gods, the power in the spirit stone will be condensed by itself, so once one passes the baptism, the strength test will be conducted immediately.
At this moment, there was a faint sound of arguing outside. Because there was a forbidden barrier in the temple, even with Mu Hanyan's keen six senses, he couldn't hear clearly, but only vaguely heard An Xiaxin's name.
An Xiaxin probably heard it too, and frowned slightly.
"No need, look at her just now, it's not bad to be able to open two or three spiritual veins, and her strength is no more than two or three levels at most, you can figure it out for yourself, I'll go out and have a look." An Xiaxin turned outside after finishing speaking. go.
The others followed behind and walked out quickly. Obviously, everyone was very disappointed with Mu Hanyan's performance just now, and they were not interested in watching the next strength assessment.
Of course, Mu Hanyan saw their contempt, and the corner of her mouth twitched. Since the awakening of the blood, no one has been underestimated so much. It feels really kind.