"Excuse me, I know that you don't agree with me being the priest, but I assure you, as a member of the Huayu Temple, I will never watch the temple decline like this. One day, I will lead The Flower Rain Temple is going to glory again." Mu Hanyan said calmly, but her face was full of confidence.
At first, I thought that Mu Hanyan would feel a little nervous when she ascended the throne of chief priest just after passing the examination, but her performance was completely beyond everyone's expectations. Listening to her calm words and seeing her confident and calm expression, everyone had an illusion, as if the previous priest had returned to him again.
Even in the last few years of his life, the previous priest, facing the increasingly decaying temple, rarely showed such confidence and calmness on his face, and more of it was exhausted from worry.
Is it really self-confidence, or is the ignorant fearless? Looking at Mu Hanyan, everyone couldn't see reality clearly.
Mu Hanyan smiled slightly, turned around and left.
She also saw that the crowd was somewhat unwilling, and she didn't expect to convince them with just one sentence, but she had absolute confidence in the sentence just now.
After staying in the officiant shrine on the second floor for a whole afternoon, she looked through the practice experience left by the previous officiant, and she had a lot of insights.
After all, the Huayu Temple is one of the oldest temples in the Continent of Gods. The priests of the past generations have been passed down from generation to generation. Even if their strength is not too strong, their vision is far stronger than that of ordinary priests. It is not comparable to ordinary people.
Although due to the different rules, the cultivation method of priests is very different from that of swordsmanship, but if you follow the sentiments of those predecessors and scrutinize it, you will find that the two are actually the same, and the same goal.
Mu Hanyan had previously used the Tianxin Kungfu to combine the strength of the sword and the spiritual energy of the priest, and his strength has been greatly improved. Coupled with the refining of the mysterious and yellow energy, and the insights left by these chief priests, he is confident that he will be able to practice. Get twice the result with half the effort.
It is an unbreakable truth no matter in the Holy Court Continent or the God Continent that the strong are respected. Mu Hanyan also believes that as long as he has enough strength, it will definitely not be difficult to lead the Huayu Temple to regain its glory.
"Did you forget something?" Suddenly, Ling Baobao's pitiful voice sounded from behind.
It was only then that Mu Hanyan remembered that when Long Wudang and others interrupted her in the morning, Ling Baobao hadn't had time to perform the baptism of God.
Sikong Qinglan hurriedly led Ling Baobao to the main hall, and once again danced to the big god.
With Mu Hanyan and Zhuyu in front, and seeing Ling Baobao's violent and heroic appearance of beating Bianlong Wudang's followers before, everyone was also looking forward to it.
However, the final result was disappointing. Although he successfully passed the baptism, the final strength test was only a first-level god priest.
Mu Hanyan didn't think there was anything to be disappointed about. Ling Baobao was able to learn everything at once, but he was not good at anything. It would be strange for him to have a good priesthood ability after passing the baptism.
Ling Baobao himself didn't feel disappointed, and smiled exceptionally brightly, obviously very satisfied with his talent, turned his head, and happily gnawed on the jerky again.
For this kind of foodie who is just waiting to die, Mu Hanyan is helpless.
In the next few days, Mu Hanyan began to practice with great concentration.
Although the experience of the past priests is infinitely profound, her priesthood foundation is still a little weak, so she spends most of her time in the library hall practicing the most basic priestly magic. To Mu Hanyan's delight, in addition to the cultivation methods of various laws and magical arts, there are also various cultivation methods of various strange arts such as formation method alchemy, sealing alchemy, etc., among which, from time to time, you can see the former The comment left by the priest made it easier for her to comprehend.
"Oh, it still doesn't work." In the evening, Mu Hanyan left the library hall, and when he passed the central hall, he heard Sikong Qinglan's sigh.
"If the formation can't be repaired, I'm afraid that even the farmland behind the city will be lost." Shen Yuhe said worriedly.
It was only yesterday that Mu Hanyan discovered that there was still the last piece of farmland behind Huayu City. The dozens of families and priests left in the city relied on that piece of farmland and a few medicinal herbs that occasionally grew from the surrounding barren hills. Barely filled my stomach.
However, the formation barrier of the temple has been in disrepair for a long time, and even the temple is almost unable to support it, and it will only be a matter of time before the farmland is abandoned.
"If it doesn't work, I'll ask Priest Wen again." An Xiaxin seemed to muster up a lot of courage before making such a decision.
Both Shen Yuhe and Sikong Qinglan remained silent, obviously hesitating.
"Can I help?" Mu Hanyan walked into the hall and asked.
"Forget it, you'd better concentrate on your cultivation. We'll head to Tianyang City in a few days. The ritual of offering sacrifices to the gods is the real thing. Your top priority now is to improve your strength as much as possible. Don't be distracted by these things." An Xiaxin shook her head and said .
Although I guessed that Mu Hanyan's strength should be higher than the three of them, but which one of the main priests of the major temples who can participate in the worship ceremony is not a century-old cultivator, and when the time comes to fight desperately, it will be difficult for Mu Hanyan to occupy even the slightest bit It's cheap, they don't dare to be careless.
Although Mu Hanyan was confident, he was not blindly arrogant. Hearing what she said, he didn't insist, but looked at the formation. While she was practicing priestly magic these days, she also tried to figure out the formation technique of the temple.
The formation in front of her is obviously many times more complicated than the formation she saw from the library hall. It is difficult for her to understand the formation, let alone repair it.
"This formation has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, and the formation method has long been lost. It is so ingenious and mysterious that it is difficult for us to comprehend it." Although I didn't want Mu Hanyan to be distracted, I just watched her stop Watching, Sikong Qinglan still explained.
"If you want to repair it, probably only Wen Gaoren can do it." An Xiaxin said.
"Wen Gaoren?" Mu Hanyan repeated subconsciously.
"Wen Gaoren is the priest of the Lingyu Temple. The Lingyu Temple has been famous for its formations since ancient times, and Wen Gaoren is the leading formation master in the Lingyu Temple. However, he is arrogant and has not been very good at Lingyu these years. The temple is working, it's just a name." An Xiaxin explained.
Just like Ye Yi'an, many priests with good family backgrounds are named in the temple, but they don't serve in the temple. If there is a better choice, they can even switch to other temples. The Huayu Temple used to have more than twenty priests, but seeing the decline of the temple, many people turned to other places.