Wen Gaoren's entourage priests were dumbfounded, unable to say a word for a long time.

"How is it possible, how did she do it?" Wen Gaoren himself looked even more incredulous.

Whether it was Mu Hanyan's jerky trick before or the mantra he used in the end, it was obviously stolen from him, but the subtlety of the various changes in that trick was not comparable to him at all, and he never even thought that his set of formation tricks could have such changes.

Recalling the tricks Mu Hanyan had used before, he even felt that he had learned all the formations he had learned over the past 80 years.

"Master Wen, it's time to eat. Ling Baobao's words interrupted Wen Gaoren's thoughts.

"What, what's the meal?" Wen Gaoren looked at Ling Baobao blankly.

"As you just said, if my family's chief priest can repair this Star Thunder God Array, you will eat all this meteorite. Ling Baobao said with a wicked smile.

Wen Gaoren's face turned red, and the attendant priests also lowered their heads with shame, thinking of the cynicism towards Mu Hanyan just now, they just wanted to find a crack in the ground to drill down.

"Master Wen, eat slowly, drink some tea, don't choke. Ling Baobao handed over a cup of hot tea, and added by the way, "By the way, these meteorites are now my family's chief priest, and you remember to make up for them after you finish eating." ”

Wen Gaoren regretted it, he knew that Ling Baobao should have refused when he pulled him just now, it was better to embed it in the wall, at least not to lose face like this.

The priests of the Flower Rain Temple finally couldn't help laughing, even An Xiaxin and Sikong Qinglan and others were no exception, but after laughing for a while, several people looked at Mu Hanyan in unison, and there was a little more awe in their eyes.

Obviously, Wen Gaoren, like Long Wudang, was pitted by Mu Han and lost so much meteorite for no reason.

This Lord Priest is really insidious and despicable, but they like it.

If Mu Hanyan knew what they were thinking, he would inevitably shout about wrongdoing again. God proves that she doesn't have the idea of pitting Wen Gaoren at all, it's all Ling Baobao's ghost. Previously, he deliberately provoked Wen Gaoren, so that he could not meditate and comprehend the formation, so that he failed again and again, and then sprinkled salt on the wound one after another, which provoked him to make a bet.

If you really want to say that you are despicable and shameless, you are also despicable and shameless Ling Baobao. However, this kind of Ling Baobao, Miss Mu also likes it very much.

"Ling Baobao, don't be rude to the master. However, seeing Wen Gaoren's swollen and red face like pig liver, Mu Hanyan still couldn't stand it anymore.

has to be forgiving and forgiving, although this Wen Gaoren is a little arrogant and greedy, but he also has real talent and learning, and Mu Hanyan doesn't want to hurt his face too much.

Ling Baobao didn't really want to get along with Wen Gaoren, so he scratched his head and retreated.

"Let Master Wen laugh, I have been looking through ancient books these days, and I have read the notes and codex left by the chief priests of the past generations I don't know how many times, but I have never found a way to repair the formation, I just took a risk when I saw Master Wen's strange magic, I didn't expect it to be really successful, thank you for the grace of the master!" Mu Hanyan bowed to Wen Gaoren and said.

What she said was from the bottom of her heart, if it weren't for Wen Gaoren, she would have figured it out by herself, and she didn't know how long it would take to understand this Star Thunder God Array, so her eyes were full of sincerity, and there was no hint of banter.

"The Lord Priest is too humble, I can't stand this ceremony. With Wen Gaoren's experience, he naturally saw that Mu Hanyan was sincere in what he said, and hurriedly replied.

He is not a fool, how could he not know that Mu Hanyan was helping him save face by saying this, or rather, he was simply putting gold on his face, and he was ashamed and grateful in his heart.

"It's not too early, Master Wen will stay in our Flower Rain Temple today, Lord Sikong, please prepare a banquet. Mu Hanyan said to Sikong Qinglan.

"No, no, no. Wen Gaoren's face was lost, how could he be embarrassed to stay in the Flower Rain Temple, and said with excuses.

Mu Hanyan was not reluctant, she was just saving some face for Wen Gaoren, but she didn't really want to prepare any banquet. It's not that he's stingy, it's not that he has a grudge against Wen Gaoren, but there is really not much surplus food in the Flower Rain Temple, and there are still many months left for the harvest of that farmland, so save some if you can.

Alas, when the main priest came to this, Mu Hanyan himself felt sad.

"Let's go. Wen Gaoren said to the attendant priests.

He didn't mention the piles of all kinds of meteorites like small hills, and Mu Hanyan certainly didn't say anything. Save face and save face, bet and spit out the fat in her mouth?

"Wen Gaoren, get out of here!" At this moment, a loud roar suddenly came from outside the hall.

Wen Gaoren's face changed slightly, and he walked out quickly.

Mu Hanyan and An Xiaxin looked at each other strangely, put away the pile of meteorite, and walked out quickly.

As soon as they arrived outside the hall, Mu Hanyan's faces sank.

I saw two young guards lying at the door of the hall, spitting blood from their mouths, their eyes were angry and ashamed, they were Sikong Qinglan's followers Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming. Just now, all the priests, including many people, followed into the hall to watch the excitement, Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming kept their duties or outside, but they didn't expect to be injured at the door of the main hall, and it seemed that they were not lightly injured.

More than ten young people in black sacrificial robes stood outside the door, looking at the people who walked out of the hall with a smile on their faces, looking extremely arrogant, obviously, Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming were injured in their hands.