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Ou Dechuan and Wen Gaoren did not agree, and this matter is not a secret to many people, so when Ou Tokugawa wrote to ask them to join forces to ban Wen Gaoren, they did not refuse. Anyway, Wen Gaoren didn't have much friendship with them, and they all paid for asking him for help, since the Spirit Jade Temple promised to repair the formations for each hall, and the fee charged was even slightly lower than that of Wen Gaoren, and at the same time, they owed a favor, so why didn't they do it.

But only now did they know that there was such an inside story behind this matter.

No matter which continent it is, it is taboo to deceive teachers and destroy ancestors, and it has always been despised. Everyone talked about it, and they were all full of contempt for Duan Chengan, and even with it, they were a little dissatisfied with Ou Dechuan's character.

Although their voices were not loud, Duan Cheng'an also had the cultivation of a seventh-order god priest, and it was difficult to hear it, his face was red for a while and white for a while, and in addition to being ashamed, there was also a bit of hatred in his eyes when he looked at Wen Gaoren.

People like him have always only thought about themselves when doing things, and how can they care about others, otherwise they would not betray their teachers for the benefits given by the Ou family. Therefore, seeing Wen Gaoren ruthlessly exposing himself, he will not feel that he is to blame, but will only feel that Wen Gaoren is too faceless and does not read the master-apprentice relationship.

"Duan Chengan, where did you come from so much nonsense, what do you say, what do you say, say yes. A young man yelled at Duan Chengan impatiently, it was Ou Mingming, the young master of the Ou family.

Mu Hanyan glanced at Ou Mingming, this guy didn't appear in the previous competition, Mu Hanyan wanted to teach him a lesson during the competition, but he didn't find a chance, but he didn't expect this guy to jump out at this time.

"Yes, young master. Duan Chengan bowed and answered.

"Ladies and gentlemen, with Master Wen's strength, repairing this formation will only save me seven or eight meteorites at most, but from this, the risk is also much greater, and if you are not careful, you may lose all your efforts, not only will you lose all the meteorites, but even the formation may be damaged even more seriously. As for saving half of the meteorite, it is simply rhetoric. Duan Chengan said.

Originally, he was still wondering if he was tactful and saved some face for Wen Gaoren, but since the other party was ruthless, he didn't bother to be polite, and his words were full of sarcasm.

"Hmph!" Wen Gaoren snorted coldly, but did not refute, because Duan Chengan was not wrong, with his formation strength, even if he could save a few meteorites, the risk would indeed increase a lot.

Seeing that Wen Gaoren did not refute out loud, everyone guessed that Duan Chengan was right, and they couldn't help but feel a little more sympathy for Wen Gaoren in their hearts.

"The frog at the bottom of the well!" Mu Hanyan smiled and said, "Haven't you heard that the disciples of the church starved to death Master, do you think that Master Wen didn't keep two hands when he taught you the formation?"

Listening to Mu Hanyan's words, everyone around was thoughtful. It has been a tradition since ancient times that disciples of the church starved their masters to death, so many priests would keep their hands when giving disciples, and even refused to teach them when they were willing to bring them into a coffin when they died, which is also a major bad habit in the priestly lineage.

The art of the formation is not quite the same as the priest's divine art, even if the divine art is not carefully taught by the master, you can also comprehend it from the temple scriptures, and everyone has different talents and different experiences, and sometimes the divine art that you comprehend may not be weaker than the master's words and deeds. However, the formation requires more experience accumulation, and it is passed down from generation to generation, and sometimes the master's sentence is more useful than ten years of hard research by himself, so it is more common to keep one hand, and Wen Gaoren is likely to have left a back hand.

"Impossible!" Duan Chengan categorically denied.

Maybe other formation masters do have the habit of keeping a hand when teaching apprentices, but he has been with Wen Gaoren for many years, but he can be sure that he is completely devoted to himself, and he has nothing to hide.

However, since he understands this, he still judges the teacher, and it is enough to see how disloyal, unrighteous and unfilial this person is.

Wen Gaoren also glanced at Mu Hanyan suspiciously, whether he was hiding his secrets, of course he knew best, how could he need Mu Hanyan to remind. Obviously, Mu Hanyan is still putting gold on his face, but this is not too much, it can't be fake, if someone else wants him to show his hand, wouldn't he lose face and lose his hair.

Wen Gaoren was secretly worried, when he heard Mu Hanyan then say: "Master Wen, why don't you show your hand to everyone, and let this despicable villain who deceived the teacher and destroy the ancestors see the essence of your formation." ”

Wen Gaoren was speechless for a while, don't you know my bottom line? Isn't this revealing my old bottom and slapping myself in the mouth?

"Yes, Master Wen, we haven't seen your formation technique for many years, and we don't know that you have a hand at the grassroots level, so let's just take this opportunity to show it, and let those wolf-hearted people know your true strength. Seeing that Wen Gaoren was hesitant, the surrounding priests also followed suit.

They were kind enough to complain for Wen Gaoren, but how could they know his details, and they didn't have the slightest doubt about Mu Hanyan's words. After all, this is related to Wen Gaoren's reputation and prestige, and it is impossible for Mu Hanyan to harm him.

Wen Gaoren's forehead was covered with cold sweat, it's over, it's over, now he was killed by the chief priest, if you don't say that sentence more, I will pretend to be perfunctory, but you just took the initiative to open your mouth and force me to a dead end, isn't this a pit person? Isn't it fun for outsiders to be pit after the pit is over, and even your own people are pitted.

"Master Wen, don't hesitate any longer, that despicable villain is no longer your apprentice, so you don't need to save him any more face. Mu Hanyan continued to add fuel to the fire.

Wen Gaoren was about to cry, how could I save face for him, I wanted to save face for myself.

"Master Wen, let's take action. The people around also looked at Wen Gaoren eagerly.

One is that he is indeed curious about his hidden formation technique, and on the other hand, he also hopes that he can teach Duan Chengan a lesson. No matter what position they stand on, whether they are friends or foes, they all hate Duan Chengan's rebellious behavior.

"Then, I'll be ugly. Wen Gaoren was completely forced to the edge of the pit now, and he couldn't jump anymore, so he gritted his teeth and said.

Long Aoli hesitated for a moment, it stands to reason that this is a matter of the Tianyang Temple, and he is not willing to participate in the people of the Flower Rain Temple, but under the self-sacrifice of the major gods, everyone showed sympathy and support for Wen Gaoren, and it was difficult for him to open his mouth to object.

Besides, it was the formation of his Tianyang Temple that was repaired, and no matter who did it, he would have nothing to lose.

"Then there's Master Lauwen. Long Aoli made a gesture of please.

Everyone will be waiting to see.

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