At first, Mu Hanyan wondered why the guards at the gate of the city were so lax. It was only after entering the city that she realized that apart from the outermost wall, there were four inner walls inside Tianyang City, which divided the entire city from the inside to the outside. In the five parts, every time you enter an inner city, you need to verify your identity, each time is more stringent, and each city wall is protected by a defensive formation, so you don't worry about any danger at all.
"Where are you going now?" Shen Yuhe asked the others.
"It's getting late, why don't you find an inn to stay in first." Wen Gaoren said.
Anyway, they came a few days earlier, and it will be the same when they go to Tianyang Temple tomorrow.
"It's better to go to Tianyang Temple to register first, and let them arrange the accommodation, there is no need to waste money." Sikong Qinglan said.
This god worship ceremony is related to the competition for the rare treasure of heaven and earth, so it is necessary to register in advance. Of course, this is not the point. Having experienced the hard days of traveling around hungry in a bullock cart, Sikong Qinglan didn't want to waste a penny.
"Alright, let's go to Tianyang Temple first." Mu Hanyan said. The relic soul beads have not yet been turned into money, and the silver taels stolen from Long Wudang, Ou Mingzhi and others in the past two times are almost spent on some of the lowest-level cultivation resources, so save a little if you can.
"Or, forget it, let's find an inn." Shen Yuhe suddenly objected.
"What's wrong?" Mu Hanyan gave Shen Yuhe a strange look.
As far as she knew, Shen Yuhe was not a big spender, and was often more frugal than Sikong Qinglan.
"No, it's nothing, I'm just afraid that it will be too late to cause trouble for Tianyang Temple." Shen Yuhe hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said.
"It doesn't matter, it's their responsibility." Sikong Qinglan said disapprovingly.
"Alright then." Shen Yuhe didn't object anymore.
After many investigations, Mu Hanyan finally came to the Tianyang Temple located in the center of Tianyang City. Of course, this temple is much more magnificent than the Huayu Temple. Standing below and looking up, you can't see the minaret that symbolizes the status of the temple.
"The temple is an important place, and idlers are not allowed to approach it." Although he knew that Mu Hanyan and the others had undergone extensive investigations and their identities should be fine, the priest guarding the door still said dutifully.
"We are the priests of the Huayu Temple." Mu Hanyan handed over his natal soul card directly.
"Flower Rain Temple?" The head priest had a strange look on his face.
The Huayu Temple has not participated in the celebrations or ceremonies of the major temples for nearly 20 years. Many people know a little about their embarrassment, but they did not expect them to come this time.
"It turned out to be the chief priest, I was rude earlier!" The priest didn't come back to himself until he took the natal soul card handed over by Mu Hanyan, but he didn't dare to neglect. No matter how embarrassing the Flower Rain Temple was, the majestic officiant was not something that little priests like them could offend.
While speaking, he returned the natal soul card to Mu Hanyan.
"We are here to participate in the ritual of offering sacrifices to the gods. Please inform me." Mu Hanyan said, putting away the natal soul card.
"Sacred ritual?" The priest's expression became even weirder.
If it's an ordinary celebration ceremony, it's fine, and it's okay to show your face to find some sense of presence. After all, it used to be one of the most detached temples in the mainland, but this time the ritual of worshiping the gods is related to a world that is said to have been created in a million years. Qibao, the priests are bound to fight to the death. The Flower Rain Temple came here to participate in the ritual of the priests at this time. It is more appropriate to say that they are looking for death rather than looking for a sense of existence.
They do know that the Huayu Temple has not received any training resources from the Temple of Life for more than 20 years. Adults contend.
"Is it not possible? Are we not qualified to participate?" Seeing the other party's increasingly weird eyes, Mu Hanyan said displeased.
She could see what the other party's gaze meant. Didn't she feel that they had no strength compared with other temples, and that they would die if they came to participate in the worship ceremony
A few months ago, Miss Mu would have been a little bit worried, but now she is confident. She just didn't know the strength of the priest's magic before, and didn't know how big the gap between different levels was, so she lacked confidence, but after fighting against Ou Zhizhi, Xiang Qiuzhan and others, her confidence immediately increased.
According to her understanding, the chief priest of the Twelve Temples is nothing more than a tenth-rank god priest. It is not worthwhile to stay in the Twelve Temples for high-level cultivation techniques and priestly magic arts.
Facing such an opponent, even if she can't beat her, she still has the confidence to protect herself. If she is in a hurry, she still has a fifth-level swordsman cultivation base. The combination of sword skills and divine skills is not as simple as one plus one, but Or if you don't make a move, you have to kill with one blow, the risk is just a little bit higher.
"No, no, I'll report it right away." Seeing Mu Hanyan's unkind expression, the other party didn't dare to talk anymore, and quickly turned around and ran towards the temple.
"There is no need to report." At this moment, a young priest came forward.
"Greetings to Master Long." All the priests around him hurriedly bowed to salute.
"I am Long Wucuo, the praying priest of the Tianyang Temple, and you are Mu Hanyan?" The young priest looked at Mu Hanyan arrogantly and asked.
Mu Hanyan nodded, but she thought about it in her heart. Long Wucuo sounds like a member of the Long family, and she doesn't know what it has to do with Long Wudang.
Originally, she wanted to be polite, but when she thought that she was from the Long family, she was too lazy to talk nonsense.
"You want to participate in the sacrificial ceremony?" Long Wucuo asked coldly.
"Not bad." Mu Hanyan said.
"I see. I'll just report your names and come to the god sacrifice ceremony in three days' time." Long Wucuo waved his hand, turned around and walked inward.
"Wait." Sikong Qinglan was still thinking about the residence, and when he saw him turn around, he hurriedly shouted.
"What else is there?" Long Wucuo asked after a pause.
"Lord Long seems to have forgotten to arrange a place for us." Sikong Qinglan said shyly. Originally, I acted according to the rules, but I always felt a little embarrassed to bring it up on my own initiative.
"Oh, there is no place to live, you can figure out a way for yourself." Long Wucuo said with a straight face.
"Why is it gone?" Sikong Qinglan asked doubtfully. Tianyang Temple is much bigger than Huayu Temple, how could it not even have a few guest rooms.
"Originally there were, but you came late, and the priests of other temples have already filled up the occupancy." Long Wucuo said.
"It's full?" Sikong Qinglan said suspiciously.
"You think that all the temples are like your Huayu Temple, and the people are about to run away. This worship ceremony is a once-in-a-million-year event in our twelve temples. There are countless priests from all temples who have come to observe. There is no room left. You guys." There was a bit of sarcasm in Long Wucuo's eyes.
What do you mean that all the people in Huayu Temple are running away? Both Sikong Qinglan and Shen Yuhe showed a bit of anger on their faces.
Mu Hanyan narrowed her eyes slightly, and a feeling came up that she was waiting for her here. People from the Long family... hehe.