Chapter 1758 1759 Han Yan's Words Have Other Meanings

"What else is there to consider, if you don't have the heart to watch the nearly million years of Huayu Temple's foundation ruined like this, you think that the old man is willing to take on this drudgery, if you don't appreciate it, Gan Yuan see When the Temple of Flower Rain decays and perishes and is forgotten by the world, then why should he bother." The arrogant attendant priest said impatiently.

"Master Wen, is that what you mean too?" An Xiaxin asked.

Wen Gaoren smiled without saying a word, apparently tacitly acquiescing to the words of his entourage.

"Then I'm sorry, I'm really sorry that Master Wen made a wasteful trip. My Huayu Temple has not come to this point, and I have nothing to entertain you, only some rough food. If Master Wen doesn't dislike it, I'll give it to you after eating. Go back. If I leave now, I won't force it to stay, it will cause everyone to work hard all the way, and I will be grateful for this kind of favor in the future." Although An Xiaxin's words were neither humble nor arrogant, her attitude was extremely determined.

"Priest An, have you thought about it?" Wen Gaoren didn't expect An Xiaxin to be so determined, he was slightly startled, the smile on his face disappeared, and he said with a cold snort.

"We've thought about it, we've all thought about it." Before An Xiaxin could speak, Sikong Qinglan and Shen Yuhe said in unison.

No matter how bad the Temple of Flower Rain is, as priests, they still have the dignity of priests, and they must not be threatened like this.

"Okay, let's go." Wen Gaoren didn't get angry either, he lifted his foot and walked out of the city the same way.

"I don't know what to do."

"I won't see the coffin cry, but I want to see how long they can last." The few followers followed behind, muttering as they walked.

An Xiaxin and others watched Wen Gaoren and his party leave, and their expressions were a little sad. Although seeing several high priests reject Wen Gaoren's rude request, everyone was very happy, but Wen Gaoren was also their last hope. Rejecting him was actually equivalent to giving up the last chance. The old and dilapidated temple obviously won't last long.

"Wait, Master Wen, please stay." At this moment, Mu Hanyan suddenly shouted.

"Priest Mu, what else do you have to say?" Wen Gaoren stopped and turned his head to look at Mu Hanyan arrogantly.

I thought that if I offered the conditions, there would always be someone in the Huayu Temple who would be tempted. Anyway, there should be some arguments. After all, this Mu Hanyan has only been here for a long time. It is estimated that many people are not satisfied with her. This is why he dared to be a lion. important reason for speaking. But he did not expect that An Xiaxin and other high priests would categorically veto it, and the priests below were even more sincere, which made him feel very disappointed, very shameless, and of course had no good face towards Mu Hanyan.

"Master Wen, can you really help me repair the formation barrier of Huayu Temple?" Mu Hanyan asked.

"Humph! If I didn't even have the ability to come here, why would I bring shame on myself?" Wen Gaoren snorted into the sky. As the first formation master of the Lingyu Temple, in his opinion, Mu Hanyan asked. is clearly nonsense.

"If Master Wen can really help me repair the formation of Huayu Temple and help Huayu Temple to regain its former glory, it's not impossible for me to give up the position of the chief priest." Mu Hanyan was not angry either, and still said calmly. .

Hearing Mu Hanyan's words, the priests behind him were shocked.

"The chief priest is absolutely not allowed. According to the tradition of our Huayu Temple, the position of the chief priest will never be held by an outsider." Immediately, someone opened his mouth to persuade.

"Han Yan, you don't have to pay attention to him, we will definitely find a way." Shen Yuhe looked anxious, and forgot to maintain the etiquette of superior and inferior in front of outsiders.

"No, our Huayu Temple must not be threatened by anyone, and the position of the chief priest cannot fall into the hands of outsiders." An Xiaxin was even more determined.

The other priests followed the persuasion, obviously not accepting Mu Hanyan's decision.

"Can we really think of a way?" Mu Hanyan waved his hand and interrupted them.

Everyone's persuasion came to an abrupt end. If she could really think of a way, why should An Xiaxin run to Wen Gaoren again and again, and why should she be looked down upon again and again?

"However, the Huayu Temple has been passed down for millions of years, and no outsider has ever served as the main sacrifice." Shen Yuhe insisted.

"That's something that can't be helped. Instead of watching the Huayu Temple decline and die like this, maybe it's better to let outsiders act as the main sacrifice. As long as the Flower Rain Temple can rise again, I think the priests, even if you know about it, you won't be able to. I blame you." Mu Hanyan said.

Shen Yuhe fell silent. In fact, they also understood the truth, but it was difficult to accept it emotionally.

"Then what do you do?" Shen Yuhe asked again later.

"You made me the chief priest, didn't you want to help Huayu Temple get out of the predicament? It's just that I failed your expectations and disappointed you." Mu Hanyan said a little ashamed.

These days, she has been studying those formations, and she has a lot of insights. Unfortunately, there is not enough formation materials for her to squander, and she is not sure whether she has the ability to repair the formations, let alone try it easily, because once Failure, it is possible to make Huayu Temple completely destroyed.

"No, it's not your fault." An Xiaxin, Shen Yuhe, and Sikong Qinglan said in unison. They did pin their hopes on revitalizing the Huayu Temple on Mu Hanyan, but the time was so short, it would be too strong to expect her to make a difference. The hesitation was An Xiaxin, and she knew the difficulties, so how could she blame Mu Hanyan.

"Anyway, no matter who it is, as long as it can keep the Flower Rain Temple, lead everyone out of the predicament and regain its former glory, it doesn't matter if I'm an ordinary priest, I'll be happy as well." Mu Hanyan held Shen Yuhe's hand. , said seriously.

Hearing her words, including An Xiaxin, all the priests were in awe. No matter how desolate the Huayu Temple is, as long as it does not collapse for a day, as the chief priest, Mu Hanyan can enjoy various privileges, which is also very beneficial to her cultivation. Even if the Huayu Temple will eventually perish in the future, with her strength at that time , must also be the object that the major temples are competing to win over, and she can still gain the status of being admired by thousands of people, but she gave up so calmly.

With such a mind, even An Xiaxin and the others are ashamed, not to mention others.

Thinking about the selfishness they had in competing for the position of the priest after following different priests in the past, everyone felt even more ashamed.

"What's more, the formations of Huayu Temple are profound, profound and profound, and Master Wen may not really have that kind of ability, so why should everyone be so anxious?" Seeing that everyone did not resolutely object, Mu Hanyan added in a low voice.

At the end, there was a sly smile on the corner of his mouth.

An Xiaxin and Shen Yuhe both thought that Mu Hanyan's words were to appease everyone, but they didn't take it seriously. Sikong Silan's heart moved slightly. Mu Hanyan has been studying the technique of formation for the past few days, and he also knows it. Could it be that Mu Hanyan's words mean something else.