Chapter 1735 She in Her Previous Life in 1736

And the girl in front of her had cracked the formation so easily, as easy as walking in the courtyard. Looking at Mu Hanyan blankly, some people even wondered if there was a problem with that formation.

A priest approached the formation in the center of the hall out of curiosity. Before taking a few steps, he exclaimed loudly, and then jumped out by the surging power of the formation. Even if Shen Yuhe didn't plan on Mu Hanyan's mind, this formation was simply not something that ordinary priests could deal with.

This time, of course, no one will have any doubts.

"She, she is really a natural priest of the gods!" The speaker was so excited that his voice was shaking.

It's one thing to hear Sikong Qinglan talk about it, but another thing to see with his own eyes. Looking at Mu Hanyan again, everyone's eyes were filled with awe, and hope was rekindled.

"It's saved, our Huayu Temple is saved, and Huayu City is saved." Tears flashed from the people behind him, even Shen Yuhe was no exception.

"Do you really think that a natural priest of the gods can save the Huayu Temple?" At this moment, An Xiaxin said lightly. There was no surprise on her face, she still had that cold look.

"I think that our Huayu Temple has a natural priest of the gods, and the Lord God should look at us differently." Sikong Qinglan thought for a while and said.

Shen Yuhe's little head nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and agreed with Sikong Qinglan's words.

"Really, do you really think that the Lord of God will take back his life because of a natural priest of the gods, and open up to our Huayu Temple?" An Xiaxin said coldly.

"I think there is always some hope." Sikong Qinglan said uncertainly.

"If you have to think so, then it's up to you. You can see and arrange her affairs, but don't hide the situation of our Huayu Temple from her. It's up to her to decide whether to leave or stay." An Xiaxin Said coldly and turned to leave.

Mu Hanyan frowned, clearly feeling that the Zuo Priest did not welcome him too much, and even clearly rejected him.

The people who were still elated just now were like being poured down by a basin of cold water, and the empty temple became quiet again.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the natural priest of the gods is born once every thousand years, and it is naturally a treasure. From her face, how can the Lord of God be open to the Huayu Temple? In fact, if Mu Hanyan came from other people The temple, the Lord God will indeed look at this temple in a different way.

But unfortunately, this is the Temple of Flower Rain, and the natural priests are not as rare as ordinary people think. At least the twelve priests of the temple are all natural priests. Lord Lei Ting was so angry that he almost demolished the Huayu Temple, one of the oldest temples in the continent of the gods. It may not be because a natural god priest changed his mind and opened up to them.

Sikong Qinglan and Shen Yuhe understood this truth, as did the other priests and the few commoners. After all, the Huayu Temple had only been in decline for more than 20 years, and their knowledge was much better than ordinary people.

"Alas." Mu Hanyan heard a sigh from behind.

"I believe you have seen the situation of the Huayu Temple without us saying more. It's up to you to decide whether to leave or stay." Shen Yuhe said in a sullen mood.

"I'll stay." Mu Hanyan said without hesitation.

Anyway, she's here to learn priest magic, so it's more difficult.

"Okay, I'll take you to stay in the apse first. It's getting late today. I'll wait until tomorrow to accept the baptism of God, and then you will be the priest of Huayu Temple." Seeing that Mu Hanyan didn't hesitate at all, Shen Yuhe was somewhat relieved , and regained his composure.

Having said that, he led Mu Hanyan to the apse.

"Wait, what about me?" Ling Baobao's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

This guy has been following behind with a tortoise shell on his back, and everyone regarded him as Mu Hanyan's entourage. Although they thought his appearance was strange, they didn't care much.

"By the way, he also came to participate in the priest assessment." Mu Hanyan forgot about him just now, and only then remembered.

"Oh, then you can go too." Being poured down by An Xiaxin's basin of cold water, even Mu Hanyan, a natural priest of the gods, made people lose interest, and Shen Yuhe didn't care much about Ling Baobao.

"Okay." Ling Baobao dropped the tortoise shell and stood happily in the center of the hall.

"It's started." Shen Yuhe played a few more hand tricks, and then said.

Ling Baobao looked around and walked out in a few steps.

"It's that simple?" Ling Baobao scratched his head and said in surprise.

He was so frightened that he fled from Mujia Village when he heard that the temple priest's assessment could lead to casualties if he was not careful. He didn't expect it to be so easy.

"If you have the qualifications to become a priest, it would not be difficult. If you don't have it, it will be as difficult as going to the sky." Shen Yuhe said patiently, in a better mood.

This reason is not difficult to understand, just like Mu Hanyan before the age of sixteen, in order to prove that he cultivated desperately, but because of his poor aptitude, no matter how he cultivated, he was only an entry-level swordsman. , It only took a few years to reach the peak of the Great Sword Master. If it was not interrupted by the Holy Master, he would already be a master of the Sword Saint Realm at this time.

"It looks like my aptitude is pretty good, a genius, a genius among geniuses!" Ling Baobao said with a smug look on her face, and Po Wang boasted.

Mu Hanyan glanced at him disapprovingly, this guy is indeed quite a genius, no matter what he learns, he can learn everything, but unfortunately, he can't master it. It was within Mu Hanyan's expectations that he could easily pass the assessment, but Miss Mu had no hope of reaching any realm.

Under the leadership of Shen Yuhe, several people walked through the corridor and came to the room behind the temple.

"You can stay here in the future, I'll come back tomorrow morning." Shen Yuhe opened the two rooms and said to the two of them.

"It's work." Mu Hanyan said politely.

Although it is not like a small courtyard like the Holy Court Continent, this room is clean and tidy, and Mu Hanyan can still feel the pure and firm, but extremely gentle power of the law, which is obviously beneficial to cultivation. Very satisfied.

Shen Yuhe smiled slightly and turned to leave.

"Then you rest first, I'll go find something to eat first." Sikong Qinglan said.

"Wait, you haven't answered the question I asked you on the way." Mu Hanyan stopped Sikong Qinglan.

On the way, she was casually asking why Sikong Qinglan was so protective of herself, but Sikong Qinglan's expression was solemn, but he stopped talking, but it made her even more curious.

Sikong Qinglan looked at Ling Baobao and hesitated.

"I'm going to think about this dragon armor again, and call me when I'm eating." Ling Baobao is exquisite, of course he knows that he has some scruples about himself, and enters the room very sensible. Besides eating, he doesn't care much. .

"Come with me." Sikong Qinglan walked towards the depths of the apse with Mu Hanyan.

"This is the library of books. If you need to practice any priest magic you are interested in in the future, you can ask us, or you can come here to comprehend by yourself."

"This is the Hall of Cultivation, and it is also a place to practice, but you can only practice here for two hours a day, and you can practice in your own room at other times."

"This is the Hall of Pill Law, the Hall of Alchemy, and the Hall of Formation, all of which are places of cultivation." Sikong Qinglan explained as he walked.

It turns out that although this temple sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. In fact, it is not small at a closer look. It is similar to a smaller academy, but it is more compact. Of course, this is also the special environment of the Continent of God. related.

"It's here." Opening a door, Sikong Qinglan said in a low voice, his expression became unusually solemn.

"What place is this?" Mu Hanyan asked curiously.

This room is obviously several times larger than hers, and the power of the law in it flows slowly, and it is more pure and solid.

"This is where my master lives and cultivates." Sikong Qinglan replied.

"Your master?" Mu Hanyan was a little curious.

"Well, my master is the head priest of the Huayu Temple, and he is no longer there." Sikong Qinglan's eyes showed a touch of sadness.

"Oh, my condolences." Mu Hanyan comforted her, but she didn't know what he was doing with bringing himself to Master's residence.

"Didn't you ask me why I came back to protect you? In fact, it has something to do with my master. You'll understand when I show you something." Sikong Qinglan said, and then played a series of tricks.

A strange light flashed in front of him, and a pair of scrolls appeared in front of him.

Sikong Qinglan slowly opened the scroll, and a slender figure appeared in front of him.

Mu Hanyan's eyes widened sharply. Although the woman in the portrait looked a little hazy, isn't that brow, that temperament, her own?

What surprised her the most was that this was not the self in this life, but the self in the previous life.

Looking at the rolling hills behind you, the misty clouds and mists, isn't it the top of the blue sky - the place where he died under the sword of Fen Qianji in his previous life!