From the beginning of repairing the fourth main formation, Wen Gaoren was shocked by her and insisted on worshiping her as his teacher. Mu Hanyan just refused firmly enough, and he was inseparable all day long like a bug. Yes, Mu Hanyan was very annoyed.
What's even more frightening is that no matter what Mu Hanyan told the other priests, he would shake his white hair and recite the words with a high-handed attitude: "My lord has an order..."
Every time she saw his serious look, Mu Hanyan couldn't laugh or cry, wishing to hide as far away as possible. It wasn't until he lost his temper a few times that he couldn't bear it, that Wen Gaoren restrained himself a little.
"Master Wen, haven't I already said that, we just heard that there are skills and specializations, so let's treat it as a competition of skills, and don't mention the matter of apprenticeship." Mu Hanyan said earnestly.
In any case, Wen Gaoren has helped so much, and she can't make him feel too cold. She already regretted the unbearable temper a few times, but fortunately, Wen Gaoren was not angry.
"Although I heard that there is a priority in martial arts and specialization, that is, the master priest is first and I am second. How can I compare with the master priest in art specialization, and how can I have the qualifications to compete with him. The so-called grace of dripping water should flow I will report to you that my lord has taught me my karma, and it is only natural for me to worship you as my teacher, not to mention your master's way of formation..." Wen Gaoren said eloquently.
Mu Hanyan only felt buzzing and roaring in her head, as if two flies were flying around her ears non-stop. Well, the flies are too hurtful, they are bees.
This is the reason why Mu Hanyan's refusal was not firm enough last time. I didn't notice it when we first met, but I found out later that if this old man is arguing with others, he is just a chatterbox. Why don't you interrupt him quickly, how long can he ramble on? an hour. Fortunately, except for the matter of apprenticeship, Mu Hanyan didn't argue with him much.
"We'll talk about this later, later." Mu Hanyan hurriedly interrupted him.
Suddenly I miss those apprentices of Longyan Academy. Although I accepted those apprentices just to see them as pitiful and wanted to help them stay in Longyan Academy, but in retrospect, I am still much better than Wen Gaoren—mainly because of words. Less, not so able to ramble.
"Okay." Wen Gaoren said helplessly.
"Hanyan, the Mu clan has settled down, do you want to go and have a look." Ye Yi'an's voice sounded behind him.
Most of the main formation of Huayu Temple has been repaired, and other formations are also being repaired one after another. There are only a few dozen households with too few people, so that a large area of farmland is abandoned. Of course, people will be recruited into Huayu City at this time.
If the fat and water don't flow to outsiders' fields, the first thing Mu Hanyan thinks of is the Mu clan. Huayu City, protected by the formation barrier, is much stronger than Mu Family Village, and the civilians living in the city have a higher status than the civilians who have fiefs outside the city, and have more opportunities to become priests.
If there is no major accident in the Huayu Temple, the Mu clan of the Huayu God will be the first to move in, and after hundreds of thousands of years, it is likely to become one of the most powerful clans in Huayu City.
So as soon as he received Mu Hanyan's letter, Ye Yi'an immediately led the Mu clan to move to Huayu City.
"My lord, why do you need to bother with this kind of thing, just leave it to other people." Mu Hanyan hurried forward to support Ye Yi'an.
It's been a while since I saw Ye Yi'an, and Ye Yi'an's face became a little more old-fashioned. Although Mu Hanyan got a lot of pills from Long Wudang and Ou Zhiming, including some high-grade medicines that can replenish vitality and Qi, they couldn't stop him. Sustained failure of vitality.
They are all from the Holy Court Continent, and Mu Hanyan regards Ye Yi'an as his only family member, and never wants him to leave prematurely.
"Don't worry, my body and bones are much better. The Huayu Temple is not full of people, so I will do my best to help if I can." Ye Yi'an looked at Mu Hanyan kindly and said.
Huayu City is now in ruins and lacks manpower. In many places, using priest magic can get twice the result with half the effort. He is a ninth-level god priest, and he is still much better than others.
"My lord, thank you." Mu Hanyan knew that he didn't want to distract himself from these chores so that he could concentrate on his cultivation, so he did it himself, feeling a deep warmth in his heart.
"Do we still need to be so polite between us?" Ye Yi'an gently stroked Mu Hanyan's hair, and said with a hearty smile.
Although he misunderstood that Mu Hanyan was a saint, the more time he got along, the more he got to know Mu Hanyan, and he realized that she was not as arrogant and unapproachable as the saints he knew, and Ye Yi'an gradually got used to not treating her as a saint , more often she is regarded as a descendant of the family. Being with Mu Hanyan gave me a sense of joy when grandparents and grandchildren gather together.
"Yes." Mu Hanyan nodded.
"By the way, Big Brother Yan, remember to prepare a dinner later to cleanse the Lord and my people." Seeing Yan Qingshan just passing by, Mu Hanyan shouted.
She doesn't pretend to be selfish. The harvest of the harvested farmland in Huayu City has just begun, and there is no decent banquet. All the food, cattle and sheep brought by the Mu clan to donate to the temple are used, but the wool comes from the sheep. Well, who has an opinion
"Master has orders..." Wen Gaoren shook his head again, and began to repeat Master's orders.
Mu Hanyan wiped off his cold sweat, Yan Qingshan is not deaf, do you need to say it again
Seeing Wen Gaoren's white hair dangling back and forth, and his solemn expression, Mu Hanyan ran away in despair.
In the evening, the golden sunset sprinkled the earth. The wind outside Huayu City is still bitter, but the city is full of jubilant scenes.
In the sacrificial square in front of the temple, where Sikong Qinglan danced to the great god, dozens of round tables were set up, and delicious dishes exuded an attractive aroma.
Although the Mu clan has just arrived, as the "clan member" of the officiant, naturally no one feels the identity. During the banquet, you come and drink with me, and they are very close.
Until the banquet drew to a close, everyone still felt a little unsatisfied.
"My lord, why don't we find someone to have a few rounds of discussion to add to the fun?" Sikong Qinglan drank a few more glasses, became more courageous, and was no longer so shy, and got up and said to Mu Hanyan.
"Okay." Mu Hanyan smiled. When Ye Yi'an and the Mu clan came to Huayu City, she lost a lot of worries and was in a good mood.
"I'm coming!" Mu Tu was the first to jump out.
He is already strong and strong, and he has practiced martial arts well. After drinking the spring water condensed with the blood of the dragon clan, his strength has greatly increased, and his self-confidence has exploded.
"I'm here to have a few tricks with Uncle Mu." Yan Qingshan stood up.