"Gu Yizhang, patriarch of the Gu Clan in Gu Ning Village, I pay my respects to all the priests." The old man stepped forward tremblingly to salute.
"The old patriarch doesn't need to be polite." Mu Hanyan helped the old man up, and handed him a healing elixir.
Relying on some low-level medicinal herbs saved in Huayu City, and the friendship contribution of Long Wudang and Ou Zhizhi, she tried to refine some low-level medicinal herbs.
"Thank you for your reward, sir. On behalf of the 723 people of Guning Village, I would like to thank you for saving your life." The old patriarch said with tears in his eyes.
Although this elixir is low-level in Mu Hanyan's eyes, it can't be any lower-level, but for ordinary people, being able to receive the divine elixir rewarded by the chief priest is a blessing that has been cultivated after burning incense for several lifetimes.
"The old patriarch is serious. As the priests of the temple, it is our duty to protect the safety of the people and spread the blessings of the gods." Mu Hanyan said righteously.
No matter how you say it, you are the officiant. Of course, you must maintain the demeanor that a priest should have at this time, but when you say this, Mu Hanyan feels a little weird, why is he becoming more and more like a magic stick.
"My lord is merciful. My Gu family in Gu Ning Village will always remember your kindness. I dare to ask which temple your lord comes from." The old patriarch respected him in awe.
"My lord is the chief priest of the Flower Rain Temple." Sikong Qinglan said proudly.
"It turned out to be the officiant, the pariah pays homage to the officiant." The villagers in Guning Village had little knowledge, and they were not as sharp-eyed as Chen Xuefeng. They hadn't seen the officiant logo on Mu Hanyan's sacrificial robe before. Kneel down.
"You don't need to be too polite, get up, get up." Mu Hanyan could only help the old patriarch up again.
Although he does not agree with the fanatical or even ignorant belief in God's Continent, Mu Hanyan also knows that this is the best way for the temple to maintain its rule. There are less than a hundred temples to rule such a vast continent , the life of the people is so difficult, if there is no such belief, it would have been a mess.
Going to the countryside to do as the Romans do, she gradually got used to the worship of ordinary people.
"It's getting late, if the chief priest doesn't dislike the shabbyness of my Guning Village, how about staying overnight in the village tonight?" The old patriarch looked at Mu Hanyan expectantly.
For villagers like them who have lived in a remote wasteland for a long time, the priest in front of him is like a god. If she can stay in the village for one night, it will be the glory of the entire Gu clan, and future generations will use it proud of.
"Thank you very much. We still have some urgent matters. If there is a chance, we will bother you again in the future." Mu Hanyan knew what the old patriarch was looking forward to, but he could only refuse.
Apart from the strange martial arts book hidden in the cave that Chen Xuefeng mentioned, I don’t know if there is anything else. Miss Mu doesn’t want to miss this opportunity to make a windfall, and she is even more afraid of long nights and dreams. There is no way. , really poor.
"Well, since my lord still has something urgent to do, I won't keep him." The old patriarch said regretfully.
"Your village is too far away from the main city of the temple. It's not safe after all. You can move to Huayu City if you want." Mu Hanyan was about to leave soon, but after looking at the dilapidated village, she felt that she was not safe. With a sigh, he said to the old patriarch again.
Looking at the situation in this village, life is really not very good. Even if you don’t meet the blood bandits today, you will be wiped out by other bandits sooner or later. Anyway, Huayu City is recruiting people to move in, so it’s better to help them. Compared with those refugees who are used to being unrestrained, this kind of simple villagers are much easier to manage.
"My lord, what you said is true?" The old patriarch looked at Mu Hanyan in surprise. Of course, they also know how different it is to be a citizen of the main city of the temple, and to live in a village far away from the main city.
"Take my letter to the left priest of Huayu Temple, and she will arrange it for you." Mu Hanyan didn't explain too much, and wrote a short letter and handed it to him.
"Thank you, Lord Priest, for your great kindness." The old patriarch was so excited that he burst into tears, and once again led the tribe to kneel down and worship.
Mu Hanyan was a little helpless, so he could only help him up again.
"I don't know how to repay the kindness of the officiant. My ancestor left a treasure. I want to present it to my lord. I hope my lord will not refuse." The old patriarch took out a thing wrapped in a cloth towel from his close-fitting pocket, while Opening it carefully, he said anxiously.
Although this treasure has been passed down from generation to generation, in his opinion, it is extremely precious, but he also knows that the status of the chief priest is not comparable to him. Be laughed at.
In fact, Mu Hanyan really didn't take his so-called treasure to heart, but seeing his sincere and fearful look, it was not easy to hurt his self-esteem, so he didn't directly reject it.
However, when the old patriarch opened the cloth towels layer by layer, Mu Hanyan was stunned for a while, and Ling Baobao's eyes widened. Then, a small star flashed in the eyes of the two of them at the same time.
The Huntian Stone turned out to be another Huntian Stone.
The last time he returned from Fengcheng Temple, Mu Hanyan kindly helped a group of refugees, and got a piece of Huntian Stone from the leader of the big man. In order to recover briefly to the peak of the great sword master, he killed Kang Qingyuan who was following him in one fell swoop.
On the way back, she and Baobao Ling rummaged through the waste rocks they bought from the big man several times, but they couldn't find the second piece of Huntian Stone. The village found another piece.
"I also know that this kind of meteorite gold is unsightly to adults, but I really can't produce anything decent in Guning Village, so I can only show my respect, and I hope adults don't dislike it." Seeing Mu Hanyan's dazed expression Looking at it, the old patriarch thought that the things he brought out were too cheap, so cheap that the officiant was stunned, and his old face flushed with embarrassment.
"The old patriarch is too modest. This meteorite gold just happens to be useful to me. Since it is the wish of the Gu clan, I will accept it." Mu Hanyan suppressed the excitement in his heart, and took the meteorite gold from the old patriarch's hand .
What a joke, I despise such a baby, my brain is almost flooded.
But afraid that the old patriarch would become suspicious and guess the value of the Huntian Stone, Mu Hanyan still pretended to be calm. She was not afraid that the other party would have evil intentions. In fact, even if she had evil intentions, she would not be able to threaten her. She was afraid that the old patriarch would search for the Huntian Stone after guessing its value, which would bring disaster to them instead.
Not everyone is qualified to own heaven, material and earth treasures.
Besides, she still doesn't know if anyone in God's Continent knows about the special purpose of the Huntian Stone, and if anyone can deduce her origin from this, so it's better to be careful.