Chapter 1755 1756 Revenge From Foodies

How is this possible? Divine art is divine art, and martial arts is martial art. How could it be related? There are also formations, etc. Why are they related again? Besides, I have not found this martial art. How amazing, I have studied for so many days, but I am still no match for the Lord Priest. "Shen Yuhe explained and said disapprovingly.

Mu Hanyan was stunned on the spot, only to feel a thunder flash in his mind.

Eight Desolate Gods, Divine Art - Martial Arts - Formation Art!

Although Shen Yuhe thought it was inconceivable, even impossible, but Mu Hanyan was like a dick. Why, why can't the strange magic of the continent of God be related to a magic trick?

Nine days of stars fall, eight stars fall, eight deserts Gods fall... Mu Hanyan thought silently in his heart, and an indescribable excitement surged into his heart: Could it be that this magic trick is also related to himself in his previous life.

Mu Hanyan had already memorized her martial arts skills when she was sparring with Shen Yuhe before.

"Master Priest, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Mu Hanyan in a trance, Shen Yuhe asked cautiously.

"It's nothing, you go to rest first, I want to do something." Mu Hanyan said.

"Then I won't disturb the High Priest." Shen Yuhe guessed what Mu Hanyan was feeling, and left. The priests at the door also dispersed. As they walked, they discussed the martial arts between the High Priest and the Right Priest. Doushu is also a little eager to try.

"This little girl, I will take revenge sooner or later." Ling Baobao rubbed the panda's eyes, looked at Shen Yuhe's back, and said bitterly, not paying any attention to Lord Right Priest.

"How do you get revenge?" Mu Hanyan said with a smile. As for Ling Baobao's inexorable virtues, it is estimated that there is no hope of revenge in this lifetime.

"I'm going to eat eight bowls of rice in a while." Ling Baobao said through gritted teeth.

"At your age, no matter how much you eat, you won't be able to grow, right?" Mu Hanyan said, resisting the urge to laugh out loud. When it's a fight between children, if you eat more and grow stronger, you can fight. Besides, at his age, no matter how much he eats, he won't be able to grow.

"No, I'm going to eat all the food and starve them to death!" Ling Baobao said proudly.

Mu Hanyan almost fell to the ground. It turned out that this was a foodie's revenge, and it was really scary.

"By the way, where's your tortoise shell?" Mu Hanyan asked curiously. Some time ago, I saw him pondering on the turtle shell every day and forgetting to eat, but he rarely took it out these days.

"Put it in the room and try to refine it slowly." Ling Baobao said disappointedly.

"Refining?" Mu Hanyan asked suspiciously.

"Yeah, didn't you see it last time, the Dragon Armor can ignore the attack of the priest's magic, although there is a limit, but the defense is still very strong, I am going to use it to refine a piece that can cross the plane. The artifact of the void, it will be easier to go back this way." Ling Baobao said.

"Can it be successful?" Mu Hanyan asked.

"My strength is definitely not good. You can help me when your strength recovers. However, I haven't figured out a suitable refining method. I'll talk about it." Ling Baobao is self-aware, and he didn't talk to Mu Hanyan at all. polite.

"Okay, just leave it to me when the time comes." Mu Hanyan didn't refuse. If it wasn't for an accident last time, Ling Baobao would have been added to his world long ago.

"Okay, I'll go see what to eat for lunch, and starve that dead girl to death in a while." Ling Baobao calmed down and walked towards the dining room with his teeth and claws.

Mu Hanyan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Really, offending a foodie is really a terrible thing.

With the book "Eight Gates Divine Array" in hand, Mu Hanyan returned to the main sacrifice temple on the second floor.

Martial arts, Eight Desolate Divine Falls, formations, alchemy... Mu Hanyan's mind was completely empty, countless words and patterns were intertwined in his mind.

"Om!" I don't know how long it took, the long-lost fairy humming came from my mind, the memory inheritance from the Aolai divine beast, awakened again.

One after another, ancient and obscure, but pleasant notes were sung in my mind, and in an instant, a sword light slashed the world, and the sword light contained infinite laws and profound meanings, so exquisite and mysterious.

These days, all kinds of cultivation methods in the temple, all kinds of strange techniques are contained in this sword, and all doubts and puzzles will be answered in this sword.

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"Help, stop, stop, help!" Outside the window, Ling Baobao's miserable cry for help was heard again.

Mu Hanyan smiled slightly and floated down from the second floor of the temple.

These days, in addition to continuing to comprehend the Eight Desolate Gods, she will also take some time to accompany everyone to practice martial arts. Ever since the last time I saw Mu Hanyan's great power to abuse Long Wudang, all the priests of Huayu Temple had become interested in martial arts, and when they saw the subtle and mysterious fight between Mu Hanyan and Shen Yuhe, they were even more interested. Up, and began to practice in private.

Mu Hanyan didn't object either. In fact, with the current resources of the Flower Rain Temple, it was difficult for these priests to improve their strength. It would be beneficial to enhance their combat power if they practiced martial arts.

After all, Ling Baobao still failed to realize his revenge plan and starved Shen Yuhe to death, so he was often drawn as a sparring partner, and was accidentally chased by Shen Yuhe. No way, who told him to say that actual combat is the best shortcut to improve his strength, plus his combat skills are indeed much stronger than other priests, who is Shen Yuhe not looking for?

Looking at Ling Baobao who was running away sympathetically, Mu Hanyan admired this guy's physique a little bit, even though he was bullied by Shen Yuhe every time his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but within two hours, he recovered on his own, even saving the pills. Now, with such a powerful self-healing ability, even the unbeatable Xiaoqiang like Hua Yue and Ye Yanran are afraid they will be defeated.

"Meet the Lord Priest, Lord Priest!" As soon as they saw Mu Hanyan, Shen Yuhe and the others bowed and said, looking at those eyes, they were much more convinced than a few days ago.

Mu Hanyan never had the habit of cherishing her own broom, so she did not hesitate to pass on her understanding of the Eight Desolate Gods to others, but unfortunately, other people did not have the memory inheritance like her, and it was extremely difficult to learn, so Mu Hanyan had no choice but to pass It's simplified and then taught to them. Even so, the combat skills she taught were called martial arts, but they were still much stronger than the martial arts that everyone knew.

In order to help them improve their combat power, Mu Hanyan generously took out the spring water that was infiltrated with the blood of the dragon clan. After drinking the spring water, the power of the priests greatly increased. Coupled with the exquisite combat skills, compared to Their own priest magic is not too much.