Chapter 1811 1812 Originally Waiting for Her Here

At first, Mu Hanyan was a little surprised how the guards at the gate of the city could be so slack. Only after entering the city did he realize that in addition to the outermost city wall, Tianyang City had four inner walls, dividing the entire city from inside to outside. In the five parts, every time you enter an inner city, you need to verify your identity once, and each time is stricter than each time, and each city wall is protected by a defensive formation, so you don't have to worry about any danger.

"Where are you going now?" Shen Yuhe asked the others.

"It's getting late, why don't you find an inn to stay first." Wen Gaoren said.

Anyway, they came a few days early, and it would be the same if they went to Tianyang Temple tomorrow.

"It's better to go to Tianyang Temple to register first, and let them arrange the accommodation, there is no need to waste money." Sikong Qinglan said.

This ritual of worshiping the gods is related to the competition for the treasure of heaven and earth, so it is necessary to register in advance. Of course, this is not the point. The point is that after they go, they can arrange accommodation from the Tianyang Temple, and there is no need to waste money. Having experienced the bitter days of running around hungry in an ox cart, Sikong Qinglan didn't want to waste a penny.

"Alright, let's go to Tianyang Temple first," Mu Hanyan said. The relic soul beads have not been turned into money yet. The silver taels defrauded from Long Wudang and Ou Mingzhi and others in the previous two times were almost spent to purchase some low-level cultivation resources. If you can save it, save a little.

"Otherwise, let's forget it, let's find an inn." Shen Yuhe suddenly objected.

"What's wrong?" Mu Hanyan gave Shen Yuhe a strange look.

As far as she knows, Shen Yuhe is not a big spender, and is often more frugal than Sikong Qinglan.

"No, it's nothing, I'm just afraid that it's too late to cause trouble to Tianyang Temple." Shen Yuhe hesitated for a while, then shook his head and said.

"What does it matter, it's their duty." Sikong Qinglan said disapprovingly.

"Alright then." Shen Yuhe didn't object anymore.

After many investigations, Mu Hanyan finally came to the Tianyang Temple located in the center of Tianyang City. Of course, this temple is also much more magnificent than the Huayu Temple. Standing below and looking up, you can't see the minaret that symbolizes the status of the temple.

"The temple is important, and no one is allowed to approach it." Although he knew that Mu Hanyan and the others had undergone extensive investigation, there should be no problem with their identities, but the priest guarding the door still said dutifully.

"We are the priests of the Flower Rain Temple." Mu Hanyan directly handed over his life card.

"Flower Rain Temple?" The head priest showed a strange look on his face.

Huayu Temple has not participated in the celebrations or ceremonies of the major temples for nearly 20 years. Many people know a little about their embarrassment, but they did not expect them to come this time.

"It turned out to be Lord Priest, I was rude earlier!" The priest didn't come back to his senses until he took the life card handed over by Mu Hanyan, but he didn't dare to neglect. No matter how embarrassed the Huayu Temple is, the main priest is not something that a little priest like them can offend.

While speaking, he returned the life card to Mu Hanyan.

"We're here to participate in the ritual of worshiping the gods, please let us know." Mu Hanyan put away the soul card of life and said.

"God sacrificial ceremony?" The priest's expression became even more bizarre.

If it’s an ordinary ceremony, it’s fine. It’s fine to show your face to find a sense of existence. After all, it used to be one of the most detached temples in the mainland, but this time the ceremony is related to a world that is said to have been created in a million years. Qibao, all the priests will fight to the death. Huayu Temple came to participate in the priestly ritual at this time. It is more appropriate to say that it is more appropriate to seek death instead of looking for a sense of existence.

They know that the Temple of Flower Rain has not received any cultivation resources from the Temple of Life for more than 20 years. It is only a name that has been preserved. Coupled with the death of the old generation of priests, how can the new chief priest be as powerful as the chief priests of other temples? Adults contend.

"Isn't it possible? Don't we have the qualifications to participate?" Seeing the other party's increasingly strange gaze, Mu Hanyan said displeasedly.

She could see what the other party's gaze meant, didn't she just think that they had no strength compared with other temples, so running to participate in the ritual of worshiping the gods was to die?

A few months ago, Miss Mu would have been somewhat worried, but now she is confident. In the past, she just didn't know the strength of the priest's magic, and she didn't know how big the gap between different levels was, so she was not confident enough, but after fighting with Ou Mingzhi, Xiang Qiuzhan and others, her confidence was greatly increased.

According to her understanding, the chief priests of the Twelve Temples are only tenth-level priests. No matter how high they are, they will be low-level priests at most. It is not worthwhile to stay in the Twelve Temples for high-level cultivation techniques and priestly magic.

In the face of such an opponent, even if she can't beat her, she still has the confidence to protect herself. She has to be in a hurry. She still has a fifth-order swordsman cultivation base. The combination of swordsmanship and magic is not as simple as one plus one, just Or if you don't shoot, you must kill with one hit, which is a bit more risky.

"No, no, I'll report it right away." Seeing Mu Hanyan's unpleasant expression, the other party didn't dare to talk anymore, and quickly turned around and ran towards the temple.

"No need to report." At this moment, a young priest came forward.

"Meet Mr. Long." The priests around him hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"I'm Long Wucuo, the prayer priest of Tianyang Temple, you are Mu Hanyan?" The young priest gave Mu Hanyan an arrogant look and asked.

Mu Hanyan nodded, but he thought about it in his heart, Long Wucuo sounded like he was also from the Long family, so he didn't know what his relationship was with Long Wudang.

She wanted to be polite at first, but when she thought of being from the Long family, she was too lazy to talk nonsense.

"Do you want to participate in the sacrificial ceremony?" Long Wucuo asked coldly.

"Not bad." Mu Hanyan said.

"I see, I'll report your names to you, and you can come to the ceremony in three days." Long Wucuo waved his hand, turned and walked in.

"Wait." Sikong Qinglan was still thinking about where he lived, and when he saw him turn around, he left and shouted quickly.

"What else?" Long Wucuo stopped and asked.

"Lord Long seems to have forgotten to arrange a place for us." Sikong Qinglan said shyly. Originally, I was doing things according to the rules, but I took the initiative to bring it up, and I always felt a little embarrassed.

"Oh, the place to stay, there is no more, you can find a way yourself." Long Wucuo said with a stern face.

"Why not?" Sikong Qinglan asked suspiciously. Tianyang Temple is much bigger than Huayu Temple, how could it not even have several guest rooms.

"Originally there were, but you are late, and the priests of other temples have already been filled." Long Wucuo said.

"Are you full?" Sikong Qinglan asked suspiciously.

"You think that all the temples are like your Huayu Temple, and people are running away. This ceremony is a once-in-a-million-year event in our twelve temples. There are countless priests from various temples who come to observe. How can there be room for them? You guys." Long Wucuo's eyes showed a bit of sarcasm.

What is the name of Huayu Temple, the people are running away? Both Sikong Qinglan and Shen Yuhe showed a bit of anger on their faces.

Mu Hanyan narrowed his eyes slightly, a feeling that he was waiting for her here came up. The people of the dragon family...hehe.