Behind him, a group of temple priests also woke up like a dream. Although they didn't take Wen Gaoren's virtue of falling into the well and opening his mouth like a lion, they still sincerely admired his formation skills.
"See, this is the strength of my lord." As for Wen Gaoren's entourage priests, their faces were full of pride and pride, and they were so arrogant that they almost broke through the temple and rushed to the sky.
Seeing the admiration in everyone's eyes, Wen Gaoren himself was even more complacent.
"One blue spirit stone, three five-color crystals, seven sky blue beads, and one thunder stone..." Wen Gaoren stretched out his palm slightly, and immediately, several priests who followed him stepped forward and put all kinds of meteorite gold on the in front of him.
"Presumably you have never seen the real formation technique, let's open your eyes today." Wen Gaoren said.
As soon as the words fell, Wen Gaoren made a hand strike, and chanted softly in his mouth. Following his hand strike, runes flashed, and pieces of meteorites swirled up, which dazzled people. The wind dances from itself, making it even more mysterious.
I have to admit that although this old man's character is a bit poor, and in Mu Hanyan's eyes, he seems to be suspected of showing off, but he has to admit that he does have the demeanor of a formation master.
"The seven stars gather, the divine thunder breaks the law, and the formation is formed!" Amidst the admiration, pride, envy, or curious gaze of the crowd, Wen Gaoren made the last move, and with a clear shout, a thunderbolt fell from the sky. However, Luo did not cause the slightest damage to the temple.
An Xiaxin and other temple priests couldn't help showing excitement in their eyes. In any case, it was their long-cherished wish to be able to restore the formation barrier of the temple.
"Your Majesty's magical skills are superb, the formation is mysterious, and my subordinates wear... Pei..." Wen Gaoren's entourage priests couldn't wait to flatter, but they couldn't continue talking, The face full of excitement also became abnormally stiff.
I saw Wen Gaoren standing on the same spot like a wooden stake, his hair standing on end, emitting bursts of green smoke, and his face was also pitch black.
The thunder light that fell from the sky just now was so impartial that it hit right on top of his head.
There was silence all around, and everyone looked at Wen Gaoren in a daze, didn't he just say the right thing, why was he struck by lightning in a blink of an eye.
"Hahahaha, let me just say, you pretended to be struck by lightning, you saw it." Ling Baobao pointed at Wen Gaoren's white hair like a waterfall, and laughed loudly. It is said that other people's long hair is like a waterfall, which is flowing downward, but his is flowing upward.
"Shut up, the old man just missed it for a while." Wen Gaoren gave Ling Baobao a hard look, fearing that he would strangle him to death.
"Uh, miss, miss, you old man continue." Baby Ling said with a forced smile.
The scene just now was too embarrassing, and Wen Gaoren was not in the mood to argue with Ling Baobao, so he wiped off the black ashes on his face, and fought again. Fortunately, the cultivation base of the ninth-level god priest is not bad, and the shame is the shame, but he didn't suffer any injuries.
"The seven stars gather, the gods break the spell, and the formation is formed!" Following the low voice singing, Wen Gaoren quickly made a series of hand moves.
His eyes lit up, and then another thunder fell.
Compared with the previous one, the thunder light was even more dazzling this time. Even Mu Hanyan and the others lost their sight for a moment, and there was a buzzing in their ears.
"Bang!" At the same time as there was a muffled hum in their ears, everyone also recovered their sight and saw the scene in front of them clearly. Everyone was dumbfounded again.
I saw Wen Gaoren sitting on the ground with his buttocks, his white hair like a waterfall turned into a burnt yellow color, not only his face, but even his exposed arms became pitch black.
Got struck by lightning, struck by lightning again!
"Hahahaha, he didn't believe me when I said pretending to be X was struck by lightning, now he knows how powerful it is." Ling Baobao couldn't help laughing again.
Not only him, but the other temple priests couldn't help but smile too. If one miss is justified, two misses can't be called a miss. The old man turned out to be sighing a lot, but in fact he didn't have that much real ability.
Baby Ling was right, he really pretended to be X and was struck by lightning.
Wen Gaoren stared blankly at the formation in front of him. It was not the first time he had seen the Star Thunder God formation, nor was it the first time he had repaired it. It was always successful before. How could it be like this this time
In my ears, I heard Baobao Ling's unscrupulous laughter. Although he didn't turn his head, he could see the sneering expressions on the faces of the priests of the Huayu Temple from the corner of his eyes. Wen Gaoren couldn't calm down and listen carefully After thinking about it, I only felt that my face was burning hot, half of it was struck by lightning, and half of it was shame.
The arrogant attendant priest couldn't get angry, and the other companions were also full of shame. They were about to praise their master to the sky just now, but they didn't know that he failed repeatedly. This is really embarrassing and embarrassing.
"My lord, are you alright?" Several people stepped forward quickly, trying to help Wen Gaoren.
"Get the hell out of here. As the number one formation master of the Lingyu Temple, do you think the lightning from this formation can hurt me?" Wen Gaoren was so sullen that he had nowhere to vent his anger, and cursed at this situation.
As a formation master, if he was injured by the thunderstorm, it would be a shame that cannot be washed away, and if it was spread out, people would definitely laugh it off. The seemingly caring actions of these followers are actually tantamount to discrediting him.
After cursing a few words, Wen Gaoren calmed down a bit, wiped the black ash on his face and hands and stood up again. Fortunately, his sacrificial robe was of good quality, but it was not damaged.
"The Flower Rain Temple is worthy of being one of the oldest temples in my God's Continent. Even a star-thunder formation is different and hides a mystery. I made everyone laugh just now. Allow me to learn more." Wen Gaoren said after taking a deep breath. . While praising Huayu Temple, he also found a reason for himself.
I have to say that the old man is quite calm. If he were to encounter this situation in other situations, he would have been furious.
"What do you need to learn? Haven't you learned enough? If you don't have diamonds, don't do porcelain work. You've had enough bragging. Go back where you should go. Also, the simple food in our Flower Rain Temple is probably not suitable for the master. Don’t leave it for dinner, so as not to waste our food.” Ling Baobao said bluntly.
"You..." Wen Gaoren burst into anger after he had finally suppressed it, and was trembling with anger from Ling Baobao.
"Master Wen, calm down, calm down, children are ignorant, don't be as knowledgeable as him, I will teach him a lesson in a while, Baby Ling, hurry up and apologize to Master Wen." An Xiaxin hurriedly stood up to comfort, and quietly gave Ling Baobao a few words wink. After all, she was a guest invited back by herself, and she didn't want to offend Wen Gaoren too much.