"Brother Yan, Brother Qi!" Sikong Qinglan rushed forward and took out two pills for the two of them.
This pill was snatched by Mu Hanyan from Long Wudang and others last time, and then distributed to the priests of Huayu Temple, but except for a few who were only one step away from breaking through the bottleneck and improving their strength, the others I was not willing to take it, and it happened to come in handy at this time.
After taking the elixir, the two looked much better. Sikong Qinglan felt relieved and turned her head to look at the young priest with anger written all over her face.
Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming were said to be guards, but they grew up with Sikong Qinglan since they were young. They are not only partners, but also like brothers. How can they not be angry when they are hurt like this
"Who are you, how dare you forcefully break into my Huayu Temple, and even wound the guards of my temple!" Sikong Qinglan asked, holding back his anger.
"Flower Rain Temple? Is there a Flower Rain Temple in the Continent of Gods? Why haven't I heard of it?" A priest opposite Zhang Yang sneered.
This person is about 20 years old, and his five outlooks are fairly correct, but he always gives people a gloomy look. Looking at the white cloud pattern embroidered on the sacrificial robe, he is quite capable, a ninth-level god priest.
The other priests surrounded him, with more or less flattering expressions on their faces. Obviously, this group of priests was headed by this person.
"Stop talking nonsense, we are here to find someone, get out of here honestly, or you will offend my young master, and be careful to destroy your goddamn flower rain temple." An accompanying priest pointed at the tip of Sikong Qinglan's nose, Scolded with teeth and claws.
The eyes of An Xiaxin and the others were also burning with anger. Although the Huayu Temple no longer had the honor of the past, as priests, they were still proud of the Huayu Temple. one person.
"Clang!" Everyone held down the hilt of their swords at the same time, and a few young and vigorous ones even drew out their long swords directly.
"Why, you still dare to do it?" The other party didn't take their actions at all, looked at the sacrificial robes on them, and sneered contemptuously.
Seeing their contemptuous gazes, An Xiaxin and the others were even more furious. If gazes could kill, the other party would have been killed by them countless times.
"Stop!" Wen Gaoren stepped forward quickly, blocking between the two groups of people. As soon as they saw Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming injured earlier, An Xiaxin and the others stepped forward quickly, but left him behind.
"Master Priest, they came to look for me and hurt the two guards of the noble hall. These pills are to compensate them, and I hope Haihan." Wen Gaoren took out several bottles of pills and handed them to Mu Hanyan, and at the same time quietly used winked.
Mu Hanyan understood his wink, obviously saying that the other party has a lot of background, so don't conflict with them.
This old man's heart is not bad, I don't know if it's his nature, or if he reciprocates, anyway, Mu Hanyan's impression of him has changed a lot.
Hearing the loud roar from outside the hall just now, An Xiaxin and the others also knew that this group of people was looking for Wen Gaoren, and when they saw him stand up, they suppressed their anger and did not rush to act.
"Master Wen, I thought you would hide in the Huayu Temple as a coward, but I didn't expect you to come out." The young priest in charge said to Wen Gaoren with a smirk.
"Ou Zhiming, what exactly do you want?" Wen Gaoren asked with a cold face, and there was some uncontrollable anger in his eyes.
"Master Wen, don't you know what I want? As long as you obediently serve my Ou family and become a vassal of my Ou family, you will still have a place in Lingyu City. Land!" Ou Zhizhi said with a smile.
Hearing Ou Zhizhi's words, Mu Hanyan was slightly taken aback. Didn't he say that Wen Gaoren is the first formation master of the Lingyu Temple? Of course, his status needless to say, what is the origin of this Ou Zhizhi, so loud.
"Ou Zhiming is the son of Ou Dechuan, the chief priest of the Lingyu Temple. It is said that he is very talented. He was designated as the heir of the patriarch by the family early on. If there is no accident, the future chief priest must be in his pocket." Seeing Mu Hanyan's attitude Confused, An Xiaxin explained in a low voice.
It turned out to be another dandy second ancestor like Long Wudang, and he was also a dandy second ancestor with good qualifications. Why did God's Continent encounter such people, first Kang Zihe, then Long Wudang, and now Ou Zhiming.
Thinking carefully about the inheritance of the major temples in the Continent of Gods, Mu Hanyan felt relieved again. Although God's Continent does not have the concept of a country, nor does it have aristocratic families, but every young priest is selected from the priest's family. The priest's family is intricate, and the background is even more complicated than the aristocratic family in the Holy Court Continent. Of course, it is easier for this kind of dandy second generation ancestor to appear.
"What a big tone!" Wen Gaoren snorted coldly.
"Do you think that, as the number one formation master of Lingyu Temple, no matter which temple will treat you as the guest of honor?" Ou Zhiming asked sarcastically.
"Hmph!" Wen Gaoren snorted coldly. Although he didn't speak, it was obvious that he thought so.
In fact, Mu Hanyan thought so too. A formation master with superior strength, even in the Holy Court Continent, is the object of competition from all major families and even countries, let alone in the Continent of Gods. The power of the law of heaven and earth in the mainland is more direct and pure. Without the support of the formation barrier, even the temple is difficult to control, and the status of the formation master is naturally higher.
"I forgot to tell you that my Lingyu Temple has reached an agreement with the other eleven temples under the Life Temple. All subsequent repairs of the array will be in charge of the Lingyu Temple. The only requirement is that no temple shall provide you with Asylum, that is to say, you have nowhere to go except Lingyu City." Ou Zhizhi smiled calmly, but it gave off a more gloomy feeling.
"What?" Wen Gaoren was stunned, and the priests who followed him also looked dull.
Mu Hanyan was also a little surprised. Even if Wen Gaoren didn't want to work for the Lingyu Temple, or for the Ou family, there was no need to make such a big commotion. The hatred of revenge for taking away his wife is probably nothing more than that.
"Master Wen, why do you think you are doing this? If you were willing to accept me as an apprentice and teach you all the art of formation, why did we get into this situation today?" Ou Zhiming shook his head and sighed with emotion thousands of said.
"For a despicable and shameless person like you, it's fortunate that I didn't accept you as an apprentice." Wen Gaoren said through gritted teeth.
It turned out that there was still such an entanglement between the two, and it was no wonder that the Ou family made such a big commotion. In order to force Wen Gaoren to surrender, he even reached an agreement with the other eleven temples. Only then did everyone suddenly realize.