Chapter 1777 1778 Can't Stand This Follower

Since the repair of the fourth main formation, Wen Gaoren has been shocked by her, and he is determined to worship her as a teacher. Mu Hanyan just refuses to be firm enough, and he is inseparable like a follower all day long. The master is long and the master is short. Yes, it made Mu Hanyan extremely annoying.

What is even more frightening is that no matter what Mu Hanyan instructed the other priests, he fluttered his white hair, shaking his head and waving his tail in a high-level manner: "Master has an order..."

Every time he saw his serious appearance, Mu Hanyan would not know whether to laugh or cry, wishing to hide as far away as possible. It wasn't until later that he couldn't bear to lose his temper a few times, and Wen Gaoren calmed down a little.

"Master Wen, didn't I already say it, we just heard that there is a prior art and a specialization, so it's just a matter of learning skills. Don't mention the matter of apprenticeship." Mu Hanyan said earnestly.

In any case, Wen Gaoren has helped so much, and she can't let him chill too much. She has regretted the few times she couldn't bear to lose her temper, but fortunately, Wen Gaoren was not angry.

"Although I heard that there is a previous art and a specialization, it is also the master of the priest before me. How can I be compared with the master of the master of the art, and how can I have the qualifications to learn skills with the master. Quan Xiang reported that the lord has given me the grace of teaching me, and it is a matter of course for me to worship the lord as a teacher, not to mention the lord's way of the formation..." Wen Gaoren said incessantly.

Mu Hanyan only felt a buzzing sound in his head, as if two flies kept flying around his ears.

This is the reason why Mu Hanyan was not resolute in his rejection last time. He didn't realize it when we first met, but only later did he realize that if this old man was arguing with others, he was simply a chatter. an hour. Fortunately, aside from the matter of apprenticeship, Mu Hanyan didn't have much time to argue with him.

"We'll talk about this later, we'll talk about it later." Mu Hanyan hurriedly interrupted him.

Suddenly I miss those apprentices of Longyan College a little bit. Although I accepted those apprentices just because they were pitiful and wanted to help them stay in Longyan College, but now that I think about it, I am still much stronger than Wen Gaoren—mainly because Don't talk too much, I can't talk so much.

"Okay." Wen Gaoren said helplessly.

"Han Yan, the Mu clan has settled down, do you want to go take a look?" Ye Yi'an's voice sounded behind him.

Most of the main formation of the Huayu Temple has been repaired, and other formations are being repaired one after another. Only a few dozen households seem to have too few people, so that large areas of farmland are deserted. At this time, people will of course be recruited to enter Huayu City.

The Mu Hanyan first thought of the Mu clan when the fat and water did not flow to outsiders. Huayu City, which is guarded by the formation and barrier, is much stronger than Mujia Village, and the civilians living in the city are also one level higher than the civilians who have fiefs outside the city, and have more opportunities to become priests.

If there is no major accident in the Huayu Temple, the Mu clan of the Huayu God will be the first to move in, and after hundreds of thousands of years, it is likely to become one of the most powerful clans in Huayu City.

So as soon as he received Mu Hanyan's letter, Ye Yi'an immediately led the Mu clan to move to Huayu City.

"To worship your lord, why do you need to worry about this kind of thing, just leave it to someone else to do it." Mu Hanyan hurriedly stepped forward to support Ye Yi'an.

After not seeing each other for a while, Ye Yi'an's face became a little more old. Although Mu Hanyan got a lot of medicinal pills from Long Wudang and Ou Zhizhi, many of them were high-grade ones, but they couldn't stop him. Continued depletion of vitality.

Both were from the Holy Court Continent, and Mu Hanyan regarded Ye Yi'an as his only relative, and never wanted him to leave prematurely.

"Don't worry, my body and bones are much better, and there are not many people in Huayu Temple. I will try my best to help if I can." Ye Yi'an looked at Mu Hanyan kindly and said.

Huayu City is now in shambles and lacks manpower. Using priest magic in many places can achieve twice the result with half the effort. He is a ninth-order god priest, and he is still much better than others.

"Thank you for worshiping your lord." Mu Hanyan knew that he really didn't want to distract himself from these chores, so he could concentrate on his cultivation, so he did it himself, and a deep warmth surged in his heart.

"Do we still need to be so polite between us?" Ye Yi'an gently stroked Mu Hanyan's hair and said with a hearty smile.

Although he misunderstood Mu Hanyan as a saint, the more they got along, the more they got to know Mu Hanyan, and he knew that she was not as arrogant and inaccessible as the saint he knew, and Ye Yi'an gradually got used to not treating her as a saint. , and more often regarded her as a descendant of the family. With Mu Hanyan, some grandparents and grandchildren had a happy gathering together.

"En." Mu Hanyan nodded.

"By the way, Big Brother Yan, remember to prepare a dinner party later, to catch the wind and dust for the worshipping adults and my clan." Seeing Yan Qingshan passing by, Mu Hanyan shouted.

She didn't give her money to the public. The harvested farmland in Huayu City had just begun to harvest, and there was no decent banquet. The food, cattle and sheep brought by the Mu family themselves and donated to the temple, but the wool came out of the sheep. Well, who would have an opinion?

"Master Shizun has an order..." Wen Gaoren shook his head again and began to relay the order of Master Shizun.

Mu Hanyan wiped away the cold sweat, Yan Qingshan is not deaf, do you need to say it again?

Seeing Wen Gaoren's swaying white hair and the solemn expression on his face, Mu Hanyan fled away.

In the evening, the golden sunset shone down on the earth. Outside Huayu City is still cold and windy, but the city is full of jubilant scenes.

Dozens of round tables were placed in the sacrificial square in front of the temple, where Sikong Qinglan danced to the great god, and the delicious dishes exuded an alluring aroma.

Although the Mu clan has just arrived, as the "clansmen" of the chief priest, naturally no one feels that they are born. During the banquet, you come and I go to the cup and go to the table, but it is extraordinarily close.

Until the end of the banquet, everyone still felt a little unfinished.

"Sir, why don't we find someone to discuss with each other to add to the fun?" Sikong Qinglan drank a few more glasses and became much more courageous. He was no longer so shy, and stood up and said to Mu Hanyan.

"Okay." Mu Hanyan smiled. Ye Yi'an and the Mu clan came to Huayu City, she was less worried and in a good mood.

"I'm coming!" Mu Tu jumped out first.

He is already strong and strong, and he has practiced martial arts well. After drinking the spring water condensed by the blood of the dragon race, his strength has greatly increased, and his self-confidence is extremely bursting.

"I'm here to have a few tricks with Uncle Mu." Yan Qingshan stood up.