"There's nothing else to consider. If you can't bear to see the Huayu Temple's foundation of nearly a million years destroyed like this, you think that the old man is willing to take over this drudgery. If you don't appreciate it, Gan Yuan will see The Blossoming Rain Temple has decayed and disappeared like this and has been forgotten by the world, so why should he bother." The arrogant follower priest said impatiently.
"Master Wen, is that what you mean too?" An Xiaxin asked.
Wen Gaoren smiled and said nothing, obviously acquiescing to the words of his followers.
"Then I'm sorry, I'm really sorry that Master Wen made this trip for nothing. My Flower Rain Temple has fallen to this point, and I have nothing to entertain you. I only have some simple food. If Master Wen doesn't mind, I will send you off after dinner." Go back. If I leave now, I won't force you to stay, and you will have to work hard all the way. This kind of favor will be greatly appreciated in the future." Although An Xiaxin's words were neither humble nor overbearing, his attitude was extremely firm.
"Priest An, have you thought about it?" Wen Gaoren didn't expect An Xiaxin to be so determined, he was slightly startled, the smile on his face disappeared, and he said with a cold snort.
"Think it over, we've all thought it over." Before An Xiaxin could speak, Sikong Qinglan and Shen Yuhe said in unison.
No matter how poor Huayu Temple is, as priests, they still have the dignity of priests, and they must not be so threatened.
"Okay, let's go." Wen Gaoren didn't get angry, and walked out of the city the same way.
"I don't know what's good or bad."
"I don't see tears in the coffin, I want to see how long they can last." The few followers followed behind, muttering as they walked.
An Xiaxin and the others watched Wen Gaoren and his party leave with a sad expression on their faces. Although seeing several high priests rejecting Wen Gaoren's rude request, everyone was very happy, but Wen Gaoren was also their last hope. Rejecting him was actually equivalent to giving up the last chance. The old and dilapidated temple obviously won't last long.
"Wait, Master Wen, please stop." At this moment, Mu Hanyan suddenly called out.
"Priest Mu, what else do you have to say?" Wen Gaoren stopped, turned his head and looked at Mu Hanyan arrogantly.
I thought that someone in the Huayu Temple would be tempted by the conditions I made, so someone should argue for a few words. After all, this Mu Hanyan has only been here for a short time after hearing about it. It is estimated that many people are dissatisfied with her in their hearts. An important reason to speak. But he didn't expect An Xiaxin and other high priests to categorically veto it, and the priests below were even more united. This made him feel very disappointed and shameless, and of course he didn't have a good look at Mu Hanyan.
"Master Wen, can you really help me repair the barrier of the Huayu Temple?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"Hmph! If I don't even have this ability, what am I doing here? Am I humiliating myself?" Wen Gaoren snorted with his nostrils turned to the sky. As the first formation master of Lingyu Temple, in his opinion, Mu Hanyan asked The obvious is nonsense.
"If Master Wen can really help me repair the formation of the Huayu Temple and help the Huayu Temple to regain its former glory, it is not impossible for me to give up the position of the officiant." Mu Hanyan was not angry, and said calmly .
Hearing Mu Hanyan's words, the priests behind were all taken aback.
"You must not be the officiant, according to the tradition of our Huayu Temple, the position of the officiant will never be held by outsiders." Immediately, someone began to persuade him.
"Han Yan, you don't have to pay attention to him, we will definitely find a way." Shen Yuhe looked anxious, and forgot to maintain the etiquette of superiority and inferiority in front of outsiders.
"No, our Huayu Temple must not be threatened by others, and the position of the chief priest must not fall into the hands of outsiders." An Xiaxin was even more determined.
The other priests also followed suit, obviously not accepting Mu Hanyan's decision.
"Can we really think of a way?" Mu Hanyan waved his hand and interrupted them.
Everyone's persuasion came to an abrupt end. If An Xiaxin could still think of a way, why would An Xiaxin go to beg Wen Gaoren again and again, and why would she be looked down upon again and again
"However, the Huayu Temple has been passed down for millions of years, and no outsider has ever served as the officiant." Shen Yuhe insisted.
"That's something that can't be helped. Instead of watching the Flower Rain Temple decline and die like this, maybe it's better to let an outsider act as the officiant. As long as the Flower Rain Temple can rise again, I think all the officiant adults will not know it even if Izumi knows it." Blame you." Mu Hanyan said.
Shen Yuhe fell silent. In fact, they also understood this truth, but it was difficult to accept emotionally.
"Then what do you do?" Shen Yuhe asked again later.
"You asked me to be the officiant, didn't you also want to get Huayu Temple out of the predicament, but I failed your expectations and let you down." Mu Hanyan said with some shame.
She has been studying those formations these days, and has a lot of insights, but unfortunately there are not enough formation materials for her to squander, and she is not sure whether she has the ability to repair the formation, let alone try it easily, because once If it fails, the Huayu Temple may be completely destroyed.
"No, I can't blame you." An Xiaxin, Shen Yuhe, and Sikong Qinglan said in unison. They did pin their hope of revitalizing the Huayu Temple on Mu Hanyan, but the time was so short, it would be too strong to expect her to make a difference. It was An Xiaxin who hesitated, and he was well aware of the difficulties, so how could he blame Mu Hanyan.
"In short, no matter who it is, as long as I can keep the Huayu Temple, lead everyone out of the predicament, and regain the glory of the past, it doesn't matter if I am an ordinary priest, and I will be happy." Mu Hanyan held Shen Yuhe's hand , said seriously.
Hearing her words, all the priests, including An Xiaxin, were in awe. No matter how desolate the Huayu Temple is, as long as it does not fall for a day, as the priest, Mu Hanyan can enjoy various privileges, which is also of great benefit to her cultivation. Even if the Huayu Temple will eventually perish in the future, with her strength at that time , presumably also the object that the major temples are competing to win over, and she can still gain the status admired by thousands of people, but she gave up so frankly.
With such a mind, even An Xiaxin and the others feel ashamed, let alone the others.
Thinking about the selfishness they had when they followed different priests and competed for the position of officiant, everyone was secretly ashamed.
"What's more, the Huayu Temple's formation is profound and profound, and Master Wen may not really have that ability, so why should you be so anxious." Seeing that no one resolutely opposed it, Mu Hanyan added in a low voice.
At the end, there was a sly smile on the corner of his mouth.
Both An Xiaxin and Shen Yuhe thought that Mu Hanyan's words were to appease everyone, and they didn't pay much attention to them. However, Sikong Silan's heart moved slightly. Mu Hanyan has been studying the formation technique for the past few days, and he knows it. Could it be that Mu Hanyan's words have other meanings.