1851 Chapter 1852 She Still Has a Lot of Experience in Pretending to Be a Magic Stick

"Do you think I look weak or short-lived?" Mu Hanyan said, rolling her eyes.

According to her speculation, this prayer of the gods is a divine spell, because it is too powerful for ordinary priests to perform. If it is performed forcibly, it is very likely that the vitality will be greatly injured. This is the reason why those people are weak and die early, and she obviously does not have this problem. After all, she uses the awakened Aolai memory to perform the prayer of God. May be short-lived.

"It seems to be all right, what's going on?" Shen Yuhe patted Mu Hanyan's body for a long time, and there was nothing unusual, and she didn't see any signs of weakness on her body, she was surprised Said.

"You will know later." Mu Hanyan didn't bother to explain too much. Anyway, with the improvement of strength, sooner or later, Shen Yuhe will understand what the so-called God's Prayer is all about.

Under the stage, the chanting of the people finally ended, but no one got up, and still knelt down on the ground, watching Mu Hanyan with teary eyes, eyes full of respect and gratitude.

"Why isn't it over yet?" Mu Hanyan was somewhat uncomfortable being stared at by so many pairs of eyes.

What made her even more uncomfortable was that the twelve priests next to her looked at her more unfriendly than before. There is no way, originally it was for everyone to show the mercy of the officiant and enjoy the sacrifice worshiped by the people, but in the end it was up to her to perform alone, and she alone stole the limelight, and the other officiant became a foil, so who would be happy?

Of course, Mu Hanyan was also a little helpless, she didn't expect it to become like this.

"If the chief priest doesn't say something, they won't get up." Shen Yuhe said with a smile, almost engraved the word envy in his mind, to be able to get such sincere worship from the people, to a It is a great honor for a famous priest, but she never dreamed of such a day.

"Get up, the people of God, the great god, will always take care of you and give you health and peace." Mu Hanyan waved his hands and said in a low and dignified voice.

She has never eaten pork but has seen pigs run, and she has watched Sikong Qinglan dance a lot, so she will still be able to say a few nice words.

I have to admit that at this moment, Miss Mu is delicate and beautiful without losing her majesty, she exudes a sacred brilliance all over her body, and she is indeed very majestic.

"Thank you, Lord Priest, for your blessings. Your brilliance will always shine in our hearts and guide us out of our way in the dark." After receiving the blessing from Miss Mu Family, the people below got up with sobs and burst into tears again. springs.

Hundreds of thousands of people choked up in unison with reverence, what a spectacular scene, but Miss Mu was really disgusted by her magic stick behavior, seeing that they all got up and left the scene quickly.

Next, the old priest came to the stage again, danced for a while, and announced the end of the ritual.

"It's over so soon?" Mu Hanyan didn't expect such a grand ceremony to end so soon, and asked in surprise.

"It's over for ordinary people, but it's just begun for the temples," Shen Yuhe said.

Mu Hanyan understood what she meant. Sacrifice and so on are just means for the temple to appease the hearts of the millions of people. For the major temples, the focus is not here, but it is also related to the subsequent competitions. The final ownership of a rare treasure of heaven and earth that comes out once in a million years.

The people in the audience dispersed one after another, and soon, there were only about 10,000 people left in the square that originally accommodated hundreds of thousands of people.

Naturally, not everyone is qualified to watch the competition between the various temples, and those who stay are basically members of the priest family of the Twelve Temples.

Because the festive atmosphere brought by Mu Hanyan's prayer was also swept away, the atmosphere of the entire square became gloomy. Although each temple will send their children to compete with each other during the ritual, but everyone knows that this time is different from the past.

For that rare treasure, even the chief priests of the halls will personally fight, even fight to the death. Naturally, the competition among the priests below will no longer be as calm as before, and the point will be over.

"This afternoon is the competition between the major temples. Everyone, rest for a while, recharge your energy and prepare for the battle. In addition, report the list of participants in the competition." Long Aoli walked off the high platform first after speaking, before leaving , and looked at Mu Hanyan meaningfully.

"Let's go, let's go get ready too." The other chief priests also greeted and left in groups, but no one paid attention to Mu Hanyan, and some even looked at her and snorted heavily when they left.

"Young people, you just don't know how deep you are, and you always want to show off."

"Putting the first bird with a stick, hasn't she heard of it?"

"Let her show off this time, and she will regret it later."

After walking so far, Mu Hanyan heard some people sneering.

I didn't offend you, it's because you are incompetent, can you blame me? Mu Hanyan was somewhat apologetic at first, but when she heard these words, she became a little angry.

Others don't know what God's prayer is about, but she knows it all too well, presumably the other priests should also know to some extent. They can't perform the prayer of God because they have a problem with their own strength. If they have that ability, everyone probably wants to show it well and step on others heavily.

Now that they don't have that ability, they all point their fingers at her, Mu Hanyan. This is obviously envy, jealousy and hatred. As the priest, he doesn't even have the capacity to tolerate people like this.

"Master Officiant, let's go down and rest too." Shen Yuhe said to Mu Hanyan.

"Let's go." Mu Hanyan's anger turned to anger, but she would not quickly forget about them just because she got in a bad mood because of that kind of people.

"By the way, Lord Priest, let's think about it, we won't participate in this competition." Arriving at the waiting room, Sikong Qinglan thought about it.

The list reported to the Tianyang Temple last time was only the list for participating in the god sacrifice ceremony, and those who want to participate in the competition need to submit the list again, which was also mentioned by Long Aoli just now.

"Why?" Mu Hanyan asked.

"Master Officiant, I just found out that the people who are going to participate in the competition this time, except for the main priests of each hall, are all high-level priests such as left and right priests or praying priests and punishment priests. None of them are below the tenth-level god priest. Even with my strength, there is no chance of winning at all. Your prayer of God just now offended all the temples, and I am afraid they will do something wrong." Wen Gaoren explained for them.

"So strong?" Mu Hanyan was slightly startled.

According to her understanding, in the past, the competitions for the rituals of offering sacrifices to the gods were actually just a formality, and no one wanted to hurt the peace, so the participants in the competitions were generally young priests from various halls.