Chapter 1764 1765 Can the Fat in the Mouth Be Spit Out?

Wen Gaoren's attendant priests were stunned, unable to say a word for a long time.

"How is it possible, how did she do it?" Wen Gaoren himself was even more unbelievable.

No matter Mu Hanyan's previous jerky hand formulas or the formulas he used at the end were obviously stolen from him, but the subtle changes in the hand formulas were simply not comparable to him. I never thought that this set of formation techniques of my own could have such a change.

Recalling the hand tricks Mu Hanyan used before, he even felt that he had learned all the formation techniques in the past eighty years.

"Master Wen, it's time for dinner." Ling Baobao's words interrupted Wen Gaoren's thoughts.

"What, what meal?" Wen Gaoren looked at Ling Baobao blankly.

"You said just now, if my master priest can repair this Star Thunder God Array, you will eat all the meteoric gold." Ling Baobao said with a wicked smile.

Wen Gaoren's face turned red, and the few attendants and priests also bowed their heads in shame, thinking of the cynicism towards Mu Hanyan just now, they just wanted to find a hole to burrow in.

"Master Wen, eat slowly, drink some tea, don't choke." Ling Baobao handed a cup of hot tea up, and added by the way, "By the way, these meteorites are now my master priests, remember after you eat them. to make up."

Wen Gaoren regretted it. He had known that Ling Baobao should have refused when he pulled him. It might as well be embedded in the wall, at least not to be ashamed.

The priests of Huayu Temple finally couldn't help but burst into laughter, even An Xiaxin, Sikong Qinglan and the others were no exception. A bit of awe.

Obviously, Wen Gaoren, like Long Wudang, was trapped by Mu Hanyan and lost so much gold for no reason.

This Lord Priest is really sinister and despicable, but they like it.

If Mu Hanyan knew what they were thinking, he would have to yell at them again. God has proved that she has no intention of cheating Wen Gaoren at all, it is all the ghost of Ling Baobao. Previously, he deliberately angered Wen Gaoren, so that he could not meditately understand the formation method, so that he failed again and again, and then sprinkled salt on the wounds one after another, which provoked him to make a bet.

If I really want to say despicable and shameless, it is also despicable and shameless for Ling Baobao. However, Miss Mu also likes Ling Baobao like this.

"Baby Ling, don't be rude to Grandmaster." However, seeing Wen Gaoren's blushing face as red as a pig's liver, Mu Hanyan couldn't bear it any longer.

Even though this Wen Gaoren is a little arrogant and greedy, he is also a true learner, and Mu Hanyan doesn't want to hurt his face too much.

Ling Baobao didn't want to really get along with Wen Gaoren, so he scratched his head and stepped back.

"I made Master Wen laugh. I have been reading ancient books these days, and I have read the notebooks and notebooks left by the priests of the past dynasties. I don't know how many times, but I have never found a way to repair the formation. I just saw the magic of Master Wen. I took a risk and tried it, but I didn't expect it to be a success, thank you for the kindness of the master!" Mu Hanyan bowed to Wen Gaoren and said.

What she said were all from the bottom of her heart. If it wasn't for Wen Gaoren, if she just pondered it on her own, she still didn't know how long it would take to understand this Star Thunder God Array, so her eyes were full of sincerity, and there was no joke at all.

"The chief priest is too modest, I can't stand this ceremony." With Wen Gaoren's experience, he naturally saw that Mu Hanyan's words were sincere and sincere, and quickly returned the salute.

He wasn't a fool, how could he not know that Mu Hanyan was helping him save face by saying this, or that he was simply putting gold on his face, and he felt both ashamed and grateful.

"It's getting late. Master Wen will stay at our Huayu Temple today. Sir Sikong, please prepare a banquet." Mu Hanyan said to Sikong Qinglan.

"No need, no need." Wen Gaoren's face was completely lost, how could he be embarrassed to stay in the Temple of Flower Rain, and declined.

Mu Hanyan didn't force it either. She originally just wanted to save some face for Wen Gaoren, but she didn't really want to prepare a banquet. It's not that I'm stingy, and it's not that I hold a grudge against Wen Gaoren, but that there is really not much leftover food in the Temple of Flower Rain. There are still several months before that farmland is harvested, so save it if you can.

Alas, Mu Hanyan felt sad even when he was the chief priest.

"Let's go." Wen Gaoren said to the follower priest.

He didn't mention the piles of all kinds of meteorites like small hills, and of course Mu Hanyan didn't mention it either. Save face to save face, bet to bet, to spit out the fat in the mouth? She is not a fool.

"Wen Gaoren, get out of here!" At this moment, a loud roar suddenly came from outside the hall.

Wen Gaoren's face changed slightly, and he walked out quickly.

Mu Hanyan and An Xiaxin looked at each other strangely, put away the pile of meteoric gold, and walked out quickly.

Once outside the hall, the faces of Mu Hanyan and the others sank.

I saw two young guards collapsed at the entrance of the hall, spitting blood, their eyes were both angry and ashamed. They were the followers of Sikong Qinglan, Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming. Just now, all the priests, including many people, followed into the hall to watch the excitement. Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming abstained from their duties and stayed outside, but they did not expect to be injured at the entrance of the hall, and they seemed to be seriously injured.

More than a dozen young people wearing black sacrificial robes stood outside the door, looking at everyone walking out of the hall with a smile, looking extremely arrogant. Obviously, Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming were injured in their hands.