Chapter 1765 1766 What a Big Tone

"Big Brother Yan, Big Brother Qi!" Sikong Qinglan rushed forward and took out two medicinal pills for them to take.

This medicinal pill was the one that Mu Hanyan snatched from Long Wudang and others last time, and then distributed it to the priests of Huayu Temple. However, except for a few who were only one step away from breaking through the bottleneck and advancing in strength, the others I was not willing to take it, and it happened to come in handy at this time.

After taking the medicine pill, the two of them looked much better. Sikong Qinglan felt relieved, turned his head and looked at the young priest, his face was full of anger.

Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming said they were guards, but they grew up together with Sikong Qinglan. They were both partners and brothers. How could they not be angry when they were hurt like this?

"Who are you, how dare you forcibly break into my Huayu Temple and injure my temple guards!" Sikong Qinglan resisted his anger and asked.

"The Temple of Flower Rain? Is there a Temple of Flower Rain in the Continent of Gods? Why haven't I heard of it?" A priest on the opposite side sneered.

This person is about 20 years old, and his five outlooks are still decent, but he always gives people a gloomy look. Looking at the white cloud pattern embroidered on the sacrificial robe, his strength is quite good, a ninth-order god priest.

The other priests surrounded him with more or less flattering expressions on their faces. Obviously, this group of priests was headed by this person.

"What nonsense you are, we are here to find someone, honestly get out of the way, or else I will anger my son and be careful to destroy your bullshit Huayu Temple." An attendant priest pointed at the tip of Sikong Qinglan's nose. He cursed with open teeth and claws.

An Xiaxin and others also burned with anger. Although the Huayu Temple has long lost its former honor, as priests, they are still proud of the Huayu Temple. The other party insulted the Huayu Temple so much. It was clearly an insult to everyone present. one person.

"Qiang!" Everyone held down the hilt of the sword at the same time, and a few young and vigorous ones even drew out their long swords.

"Why, you still dare to do it?" The other party didn't take their actions seriously at all, looked at the sacrificial robes on them, and sneered contemptuously.

Seeing their contemptuous eyes, An Xiaxin and the others were even more furious. If eyes could kill, the other party would have been killed by them many times.

"Stop!" Wen Gaoren stepped forward quickly and blocked between the two gangs. As soon as they saw Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming injured, An Xiaxin and the others stepped forward quickly, but left him behind.

"Master Priest, they came to look for me, and they implicated the two guards in the palace. These medicinal pills are to compensate them, and I hope Haihan." Wen Gaoren took out a few bottles of medicinal pills and handed them to Mu Hanyan, while quietly using winked.

Mu Hanyan understood the look in his eyes, obviously saying that the other party is not small, so don't conflict with them.

This old man's heart is not bad. I don't know if it's because of his nature, or if he reciprocates, no matter what, Mu Hanyan's impression of him has changed a lot.

Hearing the loud roar outside the hall just now, An Xiaxin and others also knew that this group of people came to find Wen Gaoren, and when they saw him stand up, they suppressed their anger and did not rush to take action.

"Master Wen, I thought you would hide in the Temple of Flower Rain and be a tortoise, but I didn't expect you to dare to come out." The young priest at the head said to Wen Gaoren with a smirk.

"Ou Mingzhi, what do you want?" Wen Gaoren asked with a cold face, and there was some uncontrollable anger in his eyes.

"Master Wen, don't you know what I think? As long as you obediently serve my Ou family and become my Ou family retainer, you will still have a place in Lingyu City, otherwise, no matter how big the continent of God is, I'm afraid you won't have a foothold. Land!" Ou Mingzhi said with a smile.

Hearing Ou Zhizhi's words, Mu Hanyan was slightly startled. Didn't he say that Wen Gaoren was the first formation master of the Lingyu Temple? Of course, his status needless to say. What is the origin of this Ou Zhizhi?

"Ou Mingzhi is the son of Ou Dechuan, the chief priest of the Lingyu Temple. It is said that he has a good talent. He has been designated as the heir of the head of the family long ago by the family. If nothing else, the future priest will be in his pocket." Doubtful, An Xiaxin explained in a low voice.

It turned out to be another dandy second ancestor like Long Wudang, and he was also a dandy second ancestor with good qualifications. How come to the Continent of Gods to encounter this kind of thing, first Kang Zihe, then Long Wudang, and now Ou Mingzhi.

After carefully thinking about the inheritance of the major temples in the Continent of Gods, Mu Hanyan was relieved again. Although the Continent of Gods does not have the concept of a country or aristocratic clansmen, every young priest is selected from the priestly family. Unless the aptitude is against the sky, it is difficult for commoners to step into the gate of the temple, which has been passed down from generation to generation. The priest's family is intertwined, and the background is even more complicated than that of the aristocratic family in the Holy Court Continent. Of course, it is more likely to appear such a dummy second generation ancestor.

"What a big breath!" Wen Gaoren snorted coldly.

"Do you think that with the name of the first formation master of your Lingyu Temple, no matter which temple will treat you as a guest?" Ou Mingzhi asked sarcastically.

"Humph!" Wen Gaoren snorted coldly. Although he didn't speak, he obviously thought so.

In fact, Mu Hanyan also thought the same way. A master of formation with extraordinary strength, even in the Sacred Court Continent, is the object of competition among major families and even countries, not to mention in the Continent of Gods. The power of the law of heaven and earth in the mainland is more direct and pure. Without the support of the formation barrier, even the temple is difficult to control, and the status of the formation master is naturally higher.

"Forgot to tell you, my Lingyu Temple has reached an agreement with the other eleven temples under the Temple of Life, and all the repairs of the formation will be handed over to the Lingyu Temple. The only requirement is that any temple shall not provide you with Shelter, that is to say, you have nowhere to go except Lingyu City." Ou Mingzhi smiled calmly, but it gave a more gloomy feeling.

"What?" Wen Gaoren was startled, and the few attendant priests were also sluggish.

Mu Hanyan was also a little surprised, even if Wen Gaoren was unwilling to serve the Lingyu Temple, or the Ou family, there was no need to make such a big noise. The hatred of the wife and the hatred of the wife is probably nothing more than that.

"Master Wen, why do you think you are so troubled? If you were willing to accept me as a disciple and teach you all the techniques of formation, why would we make such a fuss?" Ou Mingzhi shook his head and sighed with emotion. Thousands of said.

"For a despicable and shameless person like you, it is fortunate that I didn't accept you as a disciple." Wen Gaoren said through gritted teeth.

It turned out that there was such a entanglement between the two, and it was no wonder that the Ou family would make such a big commotion. In order to force Wen Gaoren to submit, they even reached an agreement with the other eleven temples. The crowd suddenly realized.