Chapter 1738 1739 I Haven't Been Looked Down upon for a Long Time

"Boom!" Mu Hanyan seemed to hear the muffled sound from the vigorous impact of the energy and the force in the meridians, and the meridians also burst, sending a pain like a knife cut.

"No, you must not reveal your identity, and you must not kill someone for this." Mu Hanyan finally gave up the idea of ​​killing someone.

Although relying on the spring water condensed by the blood of Baxia, her strength is already comparable to that of a swordsman of the ninth rank. In addition to her own swordsman's fifth-rank cultivation, it is not easy to kill An Xiaxin and Shen Yuhe. There is a chance, but she can't pass her own level.

What's more, it's not just the two of them present. After killing them, what should the others do? Are they all killed? No matter what, Mu Hanyan couldn't do such a thing.

If you can't kill people and keep your mouth shut, and you can't reveal your identity, you can only try to cover up. Just when the energy and that force violently collided and exploded, Mu Hanyan's whole body was tense. If the Qi machine leaks out, it will definitely be seen by others. The only way is to rely on the flesh and blood to shackle the Qi machine in the body.

"Boom boom boom..." That power quickly roamed his body, even if Mu Hanyan tried his best to gather his energy, it was too late. The two forces meet again and again and explode again and again.

Mu Hanyan's face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were also oozing with bright red blood. The injury in the body was even more serious than it looked from the outside. The meridians were disconnected from it, like a lotus root, and the internal organs were even more overturned, and even the sea of ​​​​qi had cracked traces. It is also fortunate that Mu Jiatian's heart practice is the heart pulse, otherwise she is afraid that she will regret it too late.

Seeing the pained look on Mu Hanyan's face, everyone was surprised.

Although Huayu Temple has not recruited priests for several years, but a few years ago, the descendants of several old priests have experienced baptism, so they are no strangers to priest baptism.

Just like what Sikong Qinglan said, there may be some pain in the priest's baptism, but it shouldn't be so painful. Seeing that Mu Hanyan easily passed the assessment of the God Gathering Formation yesterday, everyone thought that it would be just as easy today, but who knew it was the result.

"The natural priest of the gods is nothing more than that." An Xiaxin sneered.

Disappointment also appeared on the faces of other priests and people. Although they were splashed with cold water by An Xiaxin yesterday, they also felt that it was impossible for the Lord God to change his mind just by being a natural priest of the gods. Has the Lord God changed his mind?

But seeing Mu Hanyan behave like this, everyone's heart is half cold, just like Mu Hanyan just came to Huayu City. This Mu Hanyan, even if she is a natural priest of the gods, is probably the weakest of them all. It is definitely hopeless to rely on her to make the Lord of God change his mind.

Sikong Qinglan saw this scene, and his eyes first showed a look of surprise. How could it be so unbearable that Master Shigong had such high expectations for her? It doesn't make sense, but soon, he thought of something again, showing a sudden color.

Indeed, from the few words of the master before his death, he has long guessed the whereabouts of the master. When Mu Hanyan admitted that she was the person in the painting, he could naturally guess her origin. But he didn't ask much, because as a priest of the temple, he should be absolutely loyal to the Lord of God, and regarded as a mortal enemy to the people in the Holy Court, but thinking of the firm gaze of the master when he was dying, he couldn't go against his last wish. Therefore, he prefers to pretend that he doesn't know anything. Anyway, it's just a guess, and he can't be sure. This can be regarded as his self-comfort.

But at this time, seeing Mu Hanyan's pale face and the blood on the corner of his mouth, he couldn't even comfort himself. Obviously, Mu Hanyan was hurt because of the conflict between the strength of the sword and the power in the spirit stone. become like this.

Completely sure of Mu Hanyan's origin, Sikong Qinglan hesitated for a while, but soon, he remembered Mu Hanyan's calmness and calmness when he admitted his identity. Thinking about it, she also knew that she would guess her origin. Bar.

Sikong Qinglan smiled casually, and his eyes became firm again.

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In the meridians, the energy and the power of the Spirit Stone continued to collide and burst, and the heart-piercing pain kept pouring into his mind. Mu Hanyan clenched his teeth and tightened his whole body, suppressing the bursting Qi within his body. It is also fortunate that her strength has greatly increased at this time, and her body defense has also increased several times. Otherwise, she would not be able to hold on to her flesh and blood alone without relying on strength.

Finally, the energy was gathered in the heart, the ethereal yet boundless power quickly circulated, and all the pain disappeared. Mu Hanyan was surprised to find that the meridian that had just ruptured was healed quickly under the nourishment of that power.

What surprised her even more was in the back. With the flow of that power, there was a humming sound like a fairy sound in her body. She stared inwardly, only to see the light spots flickering and lighting up, and the meridians also followed. extend.

Hidden veins! It turned out to be a hidden vein.

Mu Hanyan realized in an instant that the so-called baptism of the gods was to open hidden veins, and these hidden veins obviously had nothing to do with the cultivation of swordsmanship, and were only used for the cultivation of priest magic.

With the opening of the hidden veins, the ethereal and light power also formed a new cycle, repeating itself, gradually condensing in the heart veins.

Finally, the radiance of the spirit stone dimmed, and Mu Hanyan's heart pulse also had a power that was completely different from the energy. There was no doubt that this was the power required to perform the priest magic.

"Congratulations." Sikong Qinglan stepped forward and said.

Seeing that Mu Hanyan's expression was relaxed and there was no more pain from before, he also breathed a long sigh of relief. If Mu Hanyan couldn't bear the pain of ruptured meridians just now, his qi leaked out and exposed his identity and origin, he would not know. What to do.

"Congratulations." The other priests also stepped forward to congratulate, but they were all absent-minded.

Mu Hanyan's previous performance was really disappointing. Compared to them, Mu Hanyan was inferior to them. Although he possessed a powerful spiritual sense and was born with the power to condense the law, his physique was probably very mediocre. He hoped to rely on her to save Huayu Temple Fate is definitely impossible.

"Thank you very much." Mu Hanyan guessed what they were thinking, but didn't care, she said with a smile.

"I didn't get hurt just now. Take this medicine pill first, so as not to leave any hidden diseases." Shen Yuhe was also a little disappointed, but her heart was good.

"Thank you Priest Right, I'm fine." Mu Hanyan politely declined. Seeing that Huayu Temple was so poor, she could guess that her medicinal pill was not easy to come by. Mu Hanyan received it with good intentions, but she did not want to waste it on her.

"Then... well, if you have any discomfort, don't hold on." Shen Yuhe didn't insist, but still kindly reminded.

"En." Mu Hanyan nodded, and had a good impression of Shen Yuhe.

"Master An, it's time to assess her strength. It's up to you to preside over it." Sikong Qinglan said, it seemed that the assessment of strength was not within his responsibility.

Because when receiving the baptism of God, the power in the spirit stone will be condensed by itself, so the strength test will be conducted immediately after passing the baptism.

At this moment, there was a faint sound of quarrel outside. Because of the existence of a forbidden barrier in the temple, Mu Hanyan's keen six senses couldn't hear it clearly, but only vaguely heard An Xiaxin's name.

An Xiaxin probably heard it too, and frowned slightly.

"No need, looking at her just now, it's not bad to be able to open two or three spiritual veins, and the strength is only two or three levels at most. You can do it yourself, I'll go out and see." An Xiaxin said and turned out. go.

The others followed behind and walked out quickly. Obviously, everyone was greatly disappointed by Mu Hanyan's performance just now, and they would not be interested in watching the next strength assessment.

Mu Hanyan of course saw their contempt, and the corner of his mouth twitched. Since his bloodline awakened, no one has ever been despised like this. It feels really kind.