"Mu Hanyan, the new chief priest of the Huayu Temple, has met Master Wen." Mu Hanyan stepped forward and said neither humble nor overbearing.
"You are the new officiant, messing around, nonsense, being the officiant but not leading by example, to laugh and play with your subordinates like this, using the most humble martial arts! Priest An, this is the officiant you have chosen, it is simply a child's play !" Because Mu Hanyan was not wearing the officiant robe, Wen Gaoren was slightly taken aback when she heard her self-identification, and then angrily scolded.
Mu Hanyan frowned, it's none of your business for me to practice martial arts with my subordinates, so you need to criticize me? Besides, which of your eyes can see that this is the lowest martial art, it's called the Eight Desolation God Fall, a divine art!
Although Miss Mu always thought that she had a good temper, in fact, An Yun's first dandy's temper was not as good as she imagined. I couldn't help but wanted to get angry, but after thinking about it and asking for help from others, I endured it.
"Priest An, originally, I have already promised you to help you repair the formation and tide over the difficulties. How can I say that the Flower Rain Temple is also one of the oldest temples in our God's Continent, and I don't want to just watch it decline like this. Ignoring Mu Hanyan any more, Wen Gaoren was filled with emotion and heartbroken and said to An Xiaxin. When he said this, he suddenly changed the subject and said, "But look at how you selected this priest. Worry, even if I help you repair the formation to survive the crisis, with such an officiant, how many days can you last?"
These words were said in an extremely blunt manner, not only Mu Hanyan, but even the faces of all the priests around him changed.
Mu Hanyan narrowed her eyes slightly, this "superior" is not a good person. But Mu Hanyan was not surprised at all. He had heard a little about this person before, but now that he heard these words, Mu Hanyan didn't find it strange at all.
"Master Wen, you have already promised me..." An Xiaxin's expression also changed slightly, and he said to Wen Gaoren, but he interrupted him before he could finish speaking.
"Priest An, I did promise you earlier that I would do my best to help you repair the formation and tide over the difficulties, but when I came to the Flower Rain Temple, I realized that your new priest is still too young, it's really out of place, and it's hard to be a big responsibility. I'm afraid that even if I help you repair the formation, if she keeps messing around like this, the Huayu Temple won't last long." Wen Gaoren said regretfully.
"Master Wen, do you want to go back on your word?" An Xiaxin's face became even uglier, and she said disappointedly.
"It's not repentance, but..." Wen Gaoren stroked his long beard, and gave Mu Hanyan a meaningful look.
"Master Wen, just say what you have to say." Mu Hanyan said calmly. She wanted to see what the old man was trying to do, gesticulating for a while, and pretending to be deep for a while.
"In that case, let me explain clearly. Lord Mu can get the unanimous approval of Lord An, Lord Shen, and Lord Sikong, and be elected as the chief priest. He must have good qualifications and strength, but after all, he is still a little young and needs more tempering Ah, and taking on the priesthood too early is a distraction, and it's not good for your future.
Otherwise, I might as well work harder and help you temporarily take the post of priest. When you are older and more mature, I will return the post of priest to you. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds? "Wen Gaoren said with a deep face, as if it was so difficult to help Mu Hanyan take the post of chief priest temporarily.
"What!" All the priests of the Huayu Temple exclaimed, looking at Wen Gaoren with a bit of hostility.
Although Mu Hanyan snatched the position of chief priest from An Xiaxin, Shen Yuhe and Sikong Qinglan, each of them was a follower of several high priests, they were more or less reluctant, but they got along with each other. After a period of time, they gradually accepted the fact that Mu Hanyan was the priest of Huayu Temple after all, and the position of chief priest did not fall into the hands of outsiders.
However, Wen Gaoren is an outsider no matter what, and has nothing to do with their Huayu Temple, so how can everyone be willing to let the position of chief priest fall into his hands.
Mu Hanyan didn't expect that the old man would be so straightforward. She had heard that the last time Sikong Qinglan went to Shangfeng City Temple, she also asked the other party to help repair the formation. Chu Yanghe also implicitly made a similar request Not only him, but also An Xiaxin and Shen Yuhe asked for help from other temples, and the other temples also made similar requests tactfully, but they still took their face into consideration and would not speak too bluntly.
But this Wen Gaoren did not hide it at all, he was comparable to that dirty and dirty Mr. Longyang, but he was not as vile as Mr. Longyang.
"My lord is also thinking about you. With the strength of the first formation master of the Lingyu Temple and the popularity, it will not only help you repair the formation, but also help you increase the reputation of the Huayu Temple. You will be able to get out of the predicament overnight. , why not do it?" Wen Gaoren's entourage persuaded earnestly, that he is also a priest in terms of clothes, but his strength is not high, he is only a fifth-level god priest.
This is not surprising, if you focus on the formation, you will inevitably waste your time in cultivation. Even Wen Gaoren himself is only a ninth-level god priest, let alone his followers.
"Don't think that my lord wants to take advantage of you. It's fine if it's other temples. The Huayu Temple has fallen to the current state. Whoever will be the priest will work hard. My lord is willing to suffer for you. You should It should be an honor.”
"Yeah, I don't know how many temples have invited my lords to join in these years, promising all kinds of benefits, even giving away the position of officiant, my lords are not tempted, this time I took the initiative, all for your own good, you also It's time to be content." Another follower said arrogantly.
For some reason, upon hearing this, Mu Hanyan thought of Qu Shanling's two precious apprentices who were earning hundreds of thousands of taels of silver every now and then. A master is just a master, even the disciples can speak like everyone.
Being praised so much by the followers, Wen Gaoren unconsciously became a little bit smug, gently stroked his beard and smiled with his head in his head, showing a bit of an air of a master who is not surprised by honor or disgrace.
"Master Wen, the position of officiant can be given up at will, please think again." An Xiaxin said with restraint of anger.
She changed her mind when she arrived in Huayu City, and made such a rude request, which made her a little embarrassed to step down. It felt like she was cooperating with outsiders to seize the position of chief priest.
Although it was her idea to recommend Mu Hanyan as the priest, she insisted on it at the beginning, and no one would think so, but she felt sorry for herself.