Immediately, while singing, An Xiaxin danced to the big god like Sikong Qinglan. It turned out that dancing the big god was not his patent. One after another sealing hand formula was played, and a beam of light fell from the sky and projected on the token, and Mu Hanyan's name also flashed a silver light, as if deeply imprinted into the token.
Mu Hanyan was slightly startled, and suddenly realized that she seemed to have overlooked something.
"This token is not only the name tag of the officiant, but also the natal soul card. At this time, on the altar of the main temple, the fire of the natal soul of the officiant should have been burning. It will not be long before the major temples will receive the honor of your lord." The news about being the officiant." Seeing Mu Hanyan's slightly surprised look, An Xiaxin explained.
It was only then that Mu Hanyan realized what she had overlooked. It turned out that this was a natal soul card, and it was related to the main temple. She accidentally wrote her real name on it, so she didn't know if there would be any trouble.
However, An Xiaxin had already danced to the Great God, and it was too late to say anything now. She could only hope that the news about her had not been sent back to the Continent of Gods, and no one knew her true identity yet.
On the remote wasteland, the ancient temple, and the altar that has gone through millions of years, rows of candles flickered gently. Suddenly, a mysterious light flashed, and a candle that had long been extinguished burst out a few times. Mars, burning again.
"Flower Rain Temple!" The man in front of the altar frowned.
His face was stern, and he seemed to be in his early middle age, but when he looked closely, there were traces of wind and frost written between his brows, full of exhaustion, like an old man who was hundreds or thousands of years old.
He is the master of God's Continent—God Lord!
"My lord, Lord Qianji seems to be waking up soon." At this moment, a young priest hurried over and said with joy.
"Really?" The Almighty stood up abruptly, with surprise in his eyes.
"Forget it, let them fend for themselves." The Almighty quickly left the main shrine, and when he was about to leave, he looked at the swaying fire of the soul and his life, and whispered to himself. As for the name on the natal soul card, he didn't even bother to look at it.
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On the second floor of the Huayu Temple, Mu Hanyan looked through the cultivation experience left by the priests of the past generations, but there were faint sounds of quarrels in his ears.
"Master Zuo Priest, although Master Mu helped us a lot by defeating Long Wudang just now, and we are grateful to her, but the position of chief priest has been handed down from generation to generation, so it is handed over to outsiders. , I'm afraid something is wrong."
"My lord right priest, you should think twice about this matter, please think about it carefully."
"Lord Sikong, although the previous chief priest didn't say it clearly when he was dying, he has always placed high hopes on you these years. To give up the position of chief priest to others like this, I'm afraid he will let down his painstaking efforts."
"Actually, we all admire Lord Mu's strength and character, or the three adults will draw lots to decide who will be the officiant, and the remaining position will be taken by Lord Mu, no matter the left priest, the right priest or the praying priest, We have nothing to say."
"Yes, yes, yes, no matter whether the left priest is the right priest or the praying priest, we are absolutely the same."
The quarrel was not heated, or more like a plea. After all, Mu Hanyan had just repelled Long Wudang to save them, and also restored the reputation of Huayu Temple, and then generously distributed those pills to everyone. All the priests were grateful and admired for her, so the words were also Maintain due respect.
Mu Hanyan didn't think it was strange, such a result had been expected by her.
According to the tradition of Huayu Temple, after the death of the previous chief priests, new chief priests are selected from the left priest, right priest and praying priest, and these priests are also passed down from generation to generation. From ancient times to the present, there has never been any Outsiders can be the officiant of Huayu Temple.
This is probably also an important reason why the Huayu Temple can be passed down to this day and is still standing in such a predicament.
Just one day after Mu Hanyan came to the Huayu Temple, the three high priests handed over the position of chief priest. For a while, it's no wonder that others couldn't figure it out.
In fact, being willing to let Mu Hanyan be the left priest, right priest, or praying priest can already tell that they agree with Mu Hanyan. After all, according to tradition, these positions have never fallen into the hands of outsiders. , are all taken turns by the descendants of the disciples of the three major priests, and passed down from generation to generation.
"Stop talking, we've made up our minds." Sikong Qinglan waved his hand and said.
Although he was the weakest among the three priests, the priests and guards who followed him were also the most loyal. As long as he really made up his mind, the others seldom had any objections.
Sure enough, seeing his resolute attitude, the debate immediately became much quieter.
"I know that some of you don't understand, but the Huayu Temple has reached the last moment of life and death. Even if I don't say it, I'm afraid you know that the abilities of the three of us are not enough to lead the Huayu Temple out of the predicament.
You have all seen Mu Hanyan's strength and courage, and only she can help the Huayu Temple to rise again and regain its former glory. "An Xiaxin said loudly.
The priests and guards around fell silent. They all grew up with An Xiaxin and the other three, and even watched them grow up. They knew their personalities best. Although An Xiaxin has pretended to be cold and arrogant in recent years in order to establish the image of the left priest and maintain the image of the Huayu Temple, everyone knows that her temper is actually no stronger than Shen Yuhe, Sikong Qinglan, and the two of them. It is indeed impossible to rely on them to lead Huayu Temple out of the predicament.
And since Mu Hanyan's previous battle with Long Wudang, he had to be scheming, resourceful, and resolute, without any sloppiness. Obviously, he was more suitable than An Xiaxin and the others to be the officiant.
As for strength, needless to say, although her true strength was not assessed in the end, so that her sacrificial robe was only embroidered with eighth-order cloud patterns, everyone knew that her strength was likely to be stronger than that of An Xia. The three of Xin are still a bit taller.
"Master Zuo Priest is right. If we want to keep the Huayu Temple, we can only do it by relying on Mu Hanyan." Shen Yuhe also said firmly.
Hearing several high priests say that, even if others feel unwilling, they can't say anything more.
"My subordinates greet the priest." In the evening, when Mu Hanyan walked down the stairs, a group of priests and guards headed by An Xiaxin bowed to salute.
Although they still don't quite accept Mu Hanyan as the officiant, since the three high priests have made up their minds, they can only let it go.