He has Zhen Nantian's personal promise that he can enter and leave the temple at will, and he still needs to explain it to a person of unknown origin?

"Are you presumptuous, do you know who I am?" The young man said angrily: "I am the young hall master of the Imperial Capital Divine Temple, Mo Yuan, and I was ordered to come to the lower temple to observe the gods!"

The shrine also has a direct subordinate relationship.

The Imperial Capital Temple is the superior of the Cloud Lonely City Temple.

Although there is Zhennantian, the martial arts myth, the Imperial Capital Divine Temple does not dare to take care of the Yungucheng Divine Temple at all.

But the nominal superiority still exists.

"Mo Yuan? Xia Qingchen was dismissive.

It's just a young hall master, what's the big deal?

Mo Yuan's eyebrows were angry, and he was about to scold, Zhen Zhilan's face turned cold, and said: "Mo Yuan, you give me enough time, Brother Xia is my best friend, don't be rude to him." ”

Best friend?

Mo Yuan didn't have a taste in his heart.

He and Zhen Zhilan have known each other since childhood, and the adults of the two families also intend to match the two sides.

It's just that Zhen Zhilan has a cold temperament and never has deep friendships with men.

The same is true for him.

Who knew that he had not been in Yungu City for only a year, and Zhen Zhilan made a male friend, which was still the best!

After thinking for a while, Mo Yuan calmed down his anger.

He knew that the more impetuously he behaved, the more difficult it was to get Zhen Zhilan's heart.

Because Zhen Zhilan has always liked mature and stable men.

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper. Mo Yuan apologized to Xia Qingchen and said, "Since you are Zhilan's friend, you are also my friend Mo Yuan, let's go, take you to see the divine gift of our temple." ”

He seems to be the master, and there is a condescending attitude invisibly.

It was as if the temple was his territory.

Xia Qingchen's expression was faint, he didn't dare to say anything about other temples, but he was the master of the temple of the Dustless God King!

The three of them came to the periphery.

The vast temple is full of young warriors who have stood in the city.

They gathered in front of the temple of the Dustless God-King, waiting for the divine gift to begin.

"Look, the young hall master of the Imperial Capital Temple is here!"

Although they saw Xia Qingchen and Zhen Zhilan.

But Mo Yuan is the focus.

The hall master of the temple smiled, his gaze swept over Xia Qingchen's body, and fixed on Mo Yuan's body.

He did not deny that the current Xia Qingchen's martial arts were extremely outstanding and enviable.

But, how does it help the temple?

Mo Yuan was a person from the Superior Divine Temple, and his help to the Cloud Lonely City Divine Temple was obviously greater.

"Young Hall Master Mo Yuan, take a look, is there anything that needs to be improved in this divine gift ceremony?" The hall master of the temple asked Mo Yuan very humbly.

Mo Yuan smiled: "The town hall master said that he laughed, the junior just learned a little bit from his father, how dare he show off in front of you?"

He was humble in his mouth, but in fact, there was a sense of superiority from the superior temple in his demeanor.

"Hehe, don't be modest, the young hall master, everyone is waiting. The hall master of the temple said with a smile.

The warriors in the audience cast their eyes in anticipation.

The smoother the God-given progress, the stronger the God-given martial arts cultivation will be.

If you're lucky, you might be able to skyrocket by a level.

Under everyone's expectations, Mo Yuan looked like he couldn't shirk it, and said, "Okay, then I'll be ugly." ”

Mo Yuan looked around the ceremony and pointed out several places in a row.

Every place can be said and convincing.

After finishing speaking, the hall master of the temple was relieved and praised: "The young hall master is proficient in the god-given ceremony at a young age, and the future is limitless." ”

The divine gift of Cloud Lonely City has been held more than a dozen times.

But not a single one was a complete success.

The best gift from God is only given to the believers who attend the meeting.

But the Imperial Capital Temple, every time I heard that God gave it, at least fifty percent of the cultivators would be given to the believers.

Mo Yuan in front of him, although he is small, he personally held a divine gift three years ago.

And the result of the gods, it has reached the terrifying point of sixty percent of the cultivation skyrocketing, which is even stronger than the current hall master.

Therefore, Mo Yuan is considered to be the most talented heir to the temple for hundreds of years.

Being able to invite Mo Yuan to come, the hall master of the temple was extremely pleased.

Now that he has his guidance, the hall master of the temple is full of confidence: "Everyone, the divine gift ceremony has officially begun!"

The Lord of the Temple personally presides.

Sacrifices, prayers, worship, kneeling......

The process is long and complicated!

When everything was done, the temple master shouted, "Please be blessed by the gods with devout believers!"

Suddenly, the idol of the Dustless God King emitted a faint light.

Around it, blurred images of two gods emerged.

"Two gods have been summoned!" a low cry of surprise erupted from the temple.

The two images mean that this divine gift will make the cultivation of the believers present skyrocket by two percent!

It's twice as much as the previous one.

They all looked at Mo Yuan, who was standing lightly, and they all cast a look of respect.

He is worthy of being the heir of the Imperial Capital Temple!

Just give me a point, and God will give you twice as much!

The temple master was also very excited, and finally succeeded in holding a decent divine gift.

He was about to tell the believers to sit down and receive the gift of God.

Mo Yuan suddenly said, "Town Hall Master, why don't I hold a ceremony and see if I can improve the effect of the gods?"

He secretly glanced at Zhen Zhilan and Xia Qingchen beside her.

It was a competitive decision to make such a decision.

Before the divine gift comes, the ceremony can be held many times until you are satisfied.

Mo Yuan was willing to personally preside over the divine gift for the believers of Yungu City, and he couldn't be more happy.

The believers in the temple were equally overjoyed.

Everyone unanimously agreed, and Mo Yuan slowly took over the host props and re-held the ceremony.

Comparatively speaking, although the Moyuan people are small, they are indeed more professional and profound than the town hall master in all aspects.

With every gesture, you can feel the extraordinary bearing of being the Imperial Capital Temple.

The same ceremony, which he held, gave people a more mysterious feeling.

When the ritual was completed, around the statue of the Dustless God King, images of six gods appeared at the same time.

"Sixty percent! Our cultivation can skyrocket by sixty percent!"

There was a cry of ecstasy from the temple.

The eyes of the temple master looking at Mo Yuan became more and more fond, he was in the priesthood, he could really be said to be an unmatched genius!

Zhen Zhilan's beautiful eyes blinked, although she didn't like Mo Yuan's personality very much.

But I have to admit that Mo Yuan is indeed a talented temple heir.

Compared to him, as the heir of the temple, he was too much of a failure.

Mo Yuan looked around the audience and took in everyone's expressions.

Especially Zhen Zhilan's respectful look, he was very satisfied.

When he swept over Xia Qingchen, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Everyone fell into the respect for him and the divine gift of sixty percent of the skyrocketing opportunities, except Xia Qingchen, whose eyes were calmly staring at the images of the six gods.

The eyes are calm, no joy or sorrow.

There was no inferiority or jealousy he wanted to see.

Mo Yuan sneered in his heart, pretending to be calm?

He raised a smile like a spring breeze on his face, and said, "Xia Qingchen, are you dissatisfied with my host?"

When the rest of the people heard this, they smacked their tongues one after another.

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