How is this possible? Divine arts are divine arts, and martial arts are martial arts. How could it be related? There are also formations and so on, why are they brought together again? How amazing, I have studied for so many days, but I am still no match for the officiant. "Shen Yuhe explained, disapprovingly said.
Mu Hanyan froze in place for a moment, only to feel a thunder flash through his mind.
The Eight Desolation Gods Fall, divine art-martial arts-array art!
Although Shen Yuhe found it inconceivable, or even impossible, but Mu Hanyan was like enlightened. The formation alchemy of the Holy Court Continent, all kinds of strange arts, are closely related to her nine-day starfall and starfall. Why, why can't the strange magic of the Continent of Gods be related to one-stroke magic.
The stars fall from the nine heavens, the stars fall from the eight desolations, and the gods fall from the eight desolations... Mu Hanyan thought silently, and an indescribable excitement surged into his heart: Could it be that this magic trick is also related to himself in his previous life.
When exchanging lessons with Shen Yuhe earlier, Mu Hanyan had already memorized her martial arts skills by heart, but now she was thinking about it secretly in her heart and fell into deep thought.
"Master Priest, what's the matter with you?" Seeing Mu Hanyan in a daze, Shen Yuhe asked cautiously.
"It's nothing, you go to rest first, I want to think about something." Mu Hanyan said.
"Then I won't bother Lord Priest." Shen Yuhe guessed what Mu Hanyan had felt, and left. The priests at the door also dispersed one after another. Fighting skills are also a little eager to try.
"This little girl, I will take revenge sooner or later." Ling Baobao rubbed the eyes of the panda, looked at Shen Yuhe's back, and said bitterly, not paying attention to the right priest at all.
"How do you take revenge?" Mu Hanyan said amusedly. With Ling Baobao's lack of virtue in everything, it is estimated that there will be no hope of revenge in this life.
"I'm going to eat eight bowls of rice in a while." Ling Baobao gritted his teeth and said.
"At your age, no matter how much you eat, you won't grow taller, right?" Mu Hanyan said, resisting the urge to laugh out loud. When it's a child fighting, eat more and grow strong enough to fight, besides, at his age, no matter how much he eats, he can't grow longer.
"No, I'm going to eat up all the food and starve them to death!" Baobao Ling said proudly.
Mu Hanyan almost fell to the ground. It turned out that this was the foodie's revenge, and it was really scary.
"By the way, where's your tortoise shell?" Mu Hanyan asked curiously. Some time ago, I saw him spending sleepless nights and food on the tortoise shell every day to think about it, but these days he seldom took it out.
"Put it in the room, find a way to refine it slowly." Baby Ling said with some disappointment.
"Refining?" Mu Hanyan asked suspiciously.
"That's right, you saw it last time. The Tyrannical Dragon Armor can ignore the priest's magical attack. Although it has a limit, its defense is still extremely strong. I'm going to use it to refine a piece that can travel through planes." The artifact of the void, it will be easier to go back this way." Baobao Ling said.
"Can it succeed?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"My strength is definitely not good enough. You can help me when your strength recovers. However, I haven't figured out a suitable refining method yet. I'll talk about it when I think about it." polite.
"Okay, just leave it to me when the time comes." Mu Hanyan didn't refuse either. If there hadn't been an accident last time, Baby Ling would have been added to his world long ago.
"Okay, I'll go see what I'm having for lunch, and I'll starve that dead girl to death later." Baby Ling regained his breath, and walked towards the dining hall with teeth and claws.
Mu Hanyan wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. Really, offending a foodie is really a terrible thing.
With the "Eight Gates Divine Formation" between her arms, Mu Hanyan returned to the main sacrifice hall on the second floor.
Martial arts, Eight Desolation Gods Fall, Formation, Alchemy... Mu Hanyan's mind was blank, with countless words and patterns intertwined in his mind, amidst the chaos, there was still a glimmer of understanding.
"Om!" After an unknown amount of time, the long-lost fairy voice buzzed in my mind, awakening again from the memory inheritance of the Aolai Divine Beast.
One after another ancient and obscure, but pleasant notes sang in the mind, and in an instant, a sword light cut open the world. In that sword light, there are infinite laws and profound meanings, so exquisite, so mysterious.
Over the past few days, the understanding of various cultivation methods of the temple and various strange arts are included in this sword, and all doubts and puzzles will also be answered in this sword.
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"Help, stop, stop, help!" Outside the window, Ling Baobao's miserable cry for help sounded again.
Mu Hanyan smiled slightly, and floated down from the second floor of the temple.
These days, in addition to continuing to comprehend the Eight Desolation God Meteor, she will also spare some time to practice martial arts with everyone. Since the last time I saw Mu Hanyan's majestic tormenting Long Wudang, all the priests of Huayu Temple have become interested in martial arts, and seeing the subtlety and mystery of Mu Hanyan and Shen Yuhe's fight, they are even more interested They all began to practice in private.
Mu Hanyan didn't object either. In fact, with the current resources of the Huayu Temple, it is difficult for these priests to improve their strength much. However, practicing martial arts will greatly benefit their combat power.
After all, Ling Baobao failed to realize his revenge plan and starved Shen Yuhe to death, so he was often pulled in as a training partner, and was accidentally chased by Shen Yuhe so that he ran away with his head in his arms. No way, who told him that actual combat is the best shortcut to improve his strength, and his combat skills are indeed much better than other priests, who would Shen Yuhe look for if he didn't look for him
Looking sympathetically at Ling Baobao who was running desperately, Mu Hanyan admired this guy's physique a little bit. Although he was bullied by Shen Yuhe every time and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, it took less than two hours for him to recover on his own, saving even the pills. Well, with such a powerful self-healing ability, even Huayue and Ye Yanran, who can't be beaten to death, will have to bow down.
"Greetings, Master Priest, Greetings, Master Priest!" As soon as they saw Mu Hanyan, Shen Yuhe and the others bowed and said, looking at their eyes, they were more convinced than they were a few days ago.
Mu Hanyan has never had the habit of cherishing herself with a broom, so she unreservedly passed on her understanding of Bahuang Shenyun to everyone, but it is a pity that other people do not have her memory inheritance, and it is extremely difficult to learn, so Mu Hanyan had to pass it on. Simplify it and teach it to them. Even so, the fighting skills she taught were said to be martial arts, but they were still much better than the martial arts known to everyone.
In order to help them improve their combat power, Mu Hanyan even took out the spring water infiltrated and gathered by the blood of the dragon clan without hesitation. After drinking the spring water, the strength of the priests increased greatly. Their own priestly magic arts are not too much to worry about.