Chapter 1687 1688 You Can Doubt Your Character, but You Can't Doubt Your Taste

"No need, no need, you are willing to be the guardian priest of our Mu clan, we are too late to be grateful, how can you be embarrassed to ask you to pay back, just treat him as if we entertain him." Everyone declined.

As long as Mu Hanyan is willing to be the guardian priest of their Mu clan, they will be able to keep them safe for five hundred years. Who would care about the trivial matter of Ling Baobao being abducted.

"Then what about the marriage?" Ling Baobao had never seen Mu Hanyan before, and this time was no exception, and asked with a shy face.

Mu Hanyan rolled his eyes at him, she could help repay the money, but she couldn't do anything about this kind of debt.

"Forget it, you can make up your own mind, and I don't care about it myself." Although there was a bit of regret in Mutu's eyes, he still said cheerfully.

Hearing his words, Ling Baobao was relieved and heaved a long sigh of relief.

Mu Hanyan was a bit strange, looking at Mutu's rough and heroic appearance before, even if Ling Baobao was his friend, he wouldn't even care about his daughter's innocence. If that was the case, Mu Hanyan felt a little guilty.

"Okay, okay, I still have something to talk about with Han Yan, you all should leave." Ye Yi'an also looked relieved, and when everyone had finished talking, he waved his hand and said.

"The old worshiper still has serious business to talk about, so let's go." Mu Chenglin hurriedly chased away the crowd like a duck.

In fact, there is no need for him to do anything. Everyone respects Ye Yi'an like a god. As soon as they hear his words, they immediately leave.

Ye Yi'an took Mu Hanyan and Mu Chenglin back to the ancestral hall, took a few steps, and said to Mu Hanyan, "He is your friend, why don't you let him come with you?"

He didn't know how familiar Ling Baobao and Mu Hanyan were, or whether they could trust him or not, so he had to ask Mu Hanyan's opinion.

In his eyes, Mu Hanyan even saw a trace of murderous intent that was deeply hidden. Obviously, if Ling Baobao couldn't trust him, he didn't need to worry about killing him.

"He is my best friend." Mu Hanyan said.

"Then let's come together." Ye Yi'an beckoned to Ling Baobao.

Ling Baobao followed him, his smile was sweeter than eating honey, Mu Hanyan's words about his best friend made him feel so much, and his whole body floated up.

"By the way, what happened to you and Mutu's daughter?" Mu Hanyan asked curiously.

"Her, I just fell from the sky and smashed the roof of his house. I fell dizzy, as if I stunned her too, and then slept all night." Ling Baobao's smile froze, and his face was unlucky. said.

"That's it?" Mu Hanyan was stunned for a while, then looked at Ling Baobao in disbelief.

"What else? You really think I have such a strong taste! Mu Hanyan, you can doubt my character, but you absolutely cannot doubt my taste!" Ling Baobao said righteously.

"Pfft!" Seeing Ling Baobao's serious appearance, Mu Hanyan almost burst out laughing.

"With such a big movement, Mutu didn't notice it?" Mu Hanyan asked inexplicably.

"I don't know, maybe that black slaughter is as unsettled as a pig when he sleeps, or maybe he is deliberately relying on me." Ling Baobao said with a bitter look on his face.

Well, considering that Miss Yu'er was no less than Mutu's physique, Mu Hanyan felt that the possibility was not small. Maybe that black slaughter is not as rough and simple as it seems on the surface.

"Thank you for being here, otherwise I will live forever... ah..." Ling Baobao said with self-pity, probably thinking of the days after marrying Miss Yu'er, his face turned pale.

Mu Hanyan suddenly felt that compared to Ling Baobao's tragic experience, he was much luckier when he encountered a slate pig inexplicably and was chased away inexplicably.

Returning to the ancestral hall, Mu Chenglin was still guarding the door, and Ye Yi'an created the soundproof barrier again.

"Master Saint, where did you learn the priest magic you used just now?" Ye Yi'an asked curiously. This curiosity has been suppressed for a long time.

"What priest magic? Are you talking about that fireball?" Mu Hanyan said inexplicably. Didn't he know that he had Xuan Huangshi, and because of this, he mistook himself for a saint, why did he ask this question?

"That's right, that fireball technique. As far as I know, even if you have refined Xuan Huangshi, you can condense the power of heaven and earth like a natural priest of the gods, but before practicing the secret technique of the temple, the speed of condensing is Very slowly, you have already used the power of ice when you fought with Mutu before, how could you condense the power of profound fire so quickly, and these two powers are mutually exclusive, if you don’t have enough cultivation, you can’t use them at the same time.” Ye Yi'an said inexplicably.

"There is such a thing!" Mu Hanyan thought that everything was logical before, but now he realized that his performance was actually beyond the explanation of the natural priest.

"Could it be that it has something to do with me not refining Mysterious Yellow Stone completely?" Mu Hanyan guessed to himself.

"What?" Ye Yi'an looked at Mu Hanyan in surprise.

"My piece of Xuan Huangshi has not been completely refined, and the core of Xuan Huang Qi is still hidden in the heart. I wanted to refine it again at the critical moment of promotion to the Holy Rank, but it failed in the end after encountering some accidents. The power in Kang Zi and that sword was fused by the qi of Xuanhuang before it was used by me, and the same is true of the icy qi before." Mu Hanyan explained patiently, talking about those who failed in the promotion. It's kind of a pity.

If it wasn't for the presence of the Holy Master at the critical moment, she should have been promoted to the Holy Rank, and her strength would not have been suppressed so badly.

"It turned out to be like this, it turned out to be like this, I understand, hahahaha, Lord Saint, you are a blessing in disguise." Ye Yi'an didn't ask the bottom line. Slap his head and laugh.

After speaking, without waiting for Mu Hanyan to ask, he explained excitedly: "If you are promoted to Sword Saint after refining Xuan Huangshi, your future training speed and final achievements are certainly far from comparable to other Saints, but as long as you are promoted to Sword Saint The saint is about to be reborn, and his physique has been finalized, but there are still some obstacles to comprehending the power of the laws of the continent of God.

And you have not been promoted to Juggernaut, and your physique has not yet been finalized. At the same time, you have the core of Xuanhuang Qi, and you can also condense the power of any law in the Continent of God without any scruples, and practice the secret techniques of any temple. In terms of aptitude, in the millions of years of history on the Continent of Gods, I am afraid that no one can compare to you. "

"Senior Ye, what you said is true!" Hearing what he said, Mu Hanyan wiped away all his regrets and asked excitedly.

If it is said that relying on that mysterious yellow energy, her cultivation speed to the Continent of God is faster than that of other Holy Court disciples, Mu Hanyan can understand somewhat, but even the cultivators of the Continent of God are not comparable to her, which makes her feel Somewhat incredible.

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