Mu Yi'an, Mu Hanyan, they are really here. Kang Qingyuan exchanged glances.

"Come in. Wen Rongsong said arrogantly.

As Ye Yi'an walked into the central hall, Mu Hanyan only felt that his eyes lit up.

This hall is six or seven zhang wide, more than ten zhang high, and the sunlight spills obliquely from the eight windows located in the high place, and there is a sense of mystery in the majesty.

The three gray-haired priests sat under the high platform opposite, looking down on them proudly, if they were not mistaken, they should be the priests in charge of the assessment.

A little farther away, another young priest sat side by side with them. The priest was extremely handsome, looking to be twenty-five or sixteen years old, but with a childishness that did not correspond to his age, and unlike the other elderly priests, there was no arrogance on his face, but a little sad and preoccupied.

Probably the descendant of the priest family, otherwise it would be impossible to sit here at a young age, and Mu Hanyan has always had no good impression of the second ancestor who relied on the strength of the family to soar. Of course, at this time, Miss Mu would never think about it, in the minds of many people, she is actually such a second ancestor, she is no better than others at all, and even more unbearable.

After just one glance at this person, Mu Hanyan turned her head, but she didn't notice that at the same time she turned her head, the young priest subconsciously raised his head and looked at her, and the whole person was completely stunned.

Not only her, but the others didn't notice the strange look on the young priest's face, and Wen Rongsong's eyes stayed on Mu Yi'an and his party.

"Are you Mu Yi'an?" Wen Rongsong glanced at Mu Yi'an and asked.

"Exactly. Ye Yi'an nodded without humility or arrogance.

"In the Xiafeng City Temple, the left priest Wen Rongsong, this is the right priest Liang Gusong, and this is the temple prayer priest Kang Qingyuan. Wen Rongsong introduced the two people next to him.

There is no kingdom in the Continent of God, and the Temple is directly in charge of the entire continent, so there are also positions between the priests, and the three of them are the three priests with the highest status under the independent sacrifice of Tianfeng City, so they naturally want to introduce it.

Hearing Kang Qingyuan's name, Mu Hanyan subconsciously looked at the thin old priest, but the other party didn't even look at them, just lowered his head and drank tea.

This old man is so deep in the city, not a good stubble. Mu Hanyan thought secretly.

Kang Zi and Hurt Cheng like that, Kang Qingyuan would never be unaware, if he was an ordinary person, how could he show a little anger and hostility, but this old man was calm as if nothing had happened.

As the saying goes, a dog that barks doesn't bite, and a dog that bites doesn't bark, and this old man clearly belongs to the latter. Mu Hanyan never believed that he would watch himself become a priest, and secretly raised his vigilance in his heart.

"Mu Yi'an has seen several adults. Ye Yi'an also held his breath, didn't even look at Kang Qingyuan, bowed and said.

"There's no need to be polite, to put it mildly, the Wood Priest is still our senior, and with the strength of the Ninth Order Divine Spirit Priest, it is not easy to have such an advanced age. Wen Rongsong said with some emotion.

Although he didn't have good intentions towards the other party, on the surface, he pretended to be amiable and showed enough respect for Ye Yi'an. This is also so as not to make Ye Yi'an suspicious and ruin the plan.

"It's over. Ye Yi'an said lightly.

"Are these two people descendants of your Mu clan, why is one surnamed Mu and the other surnamed Ling?" Wen Rongsong asked with a smile.

"Mu Hanyan is a child of my Mu family, Ling Baobao is the descendant of the Ling family in Keshan City, seven thousand years ago, the Ling family left Keshan City to wander the continent, a few days ago passing through our fiefdom, he fell in love with Yu'er, the daughter of Mu Tu, the descendant of the Mu family, and entered the Mu family, and was ready to marry after participating in the priest assessment. Mu Yi'an said.

Ling Baobao made a bitter face and pursed his lips, looking as if he was disgusted and wanted to vomit. Although this statement has been said a long time ago, it still feels wrong in my ears now. He actually didn't have any ill feelings towards Mu Tu's baby daughter, but as long as he talked about getting married, the dark face and horizontal flesh of Miss Yu'er would appear in his mind, and he would be extremely uncomfortable.

Mu Hanyan also secretly wiped her cold sweat, Ling Baobao must have an identity if she wants to participate in the priest assessment, so she also knows about this family matter, it is just a disguise. But when it comes to the Ling clan in Keshan City, what family fell in the middle of the road seven thousand years ago, she doesn't know at all, obviously Ye Yi'an is talking nonsense, anyway, it happened nearly 10,000 years ago, who will check it, and who will find it clearly?

This old man really has a talent for being a god.

"Then congratulations to your Mu clan, we were originally worried that there would be no successor to the Mu seniors, but we didn't expect that there would be two descendants with good qualifications all of a sudden, and now the Mu clan is afraid that it will be a blockbuster. Wen Rongsong said hypocritically.

I was secretly ruthless in my heart: I thought it was just one wood cold smoke, but I didn't expect there to be two, or not, they will all be abolished at once, so that you will never turn over. Dare to defy the priests of my Fengcheng Temple, this is the end!

Since these two people were able to pass the test of refining the qi tablet outside the door and enter the temple, there was naturally no problem with their identity, and he didn't have the slightest suspicion at all. But I didn't know that Ye Yi'an had already scared the two young priests outside as if he was on pins and needles, how could he dare to verify their identities.

"Thank you, for your kind words. Ye Yi'an bowed slightly and said.

"Since we are the descendants of the predecessors of Mu, we won't say much about the rules, and you must know the dangers involved, so why don't you start here?"

"Good. Ye Yi'an nodded.

Although he frightened the two priests outside, he was still afraid that the night would be long and dreamy, and he wished that the assessment would end as soon as possible.

"Wait!" said the young priest suddenly.

"Priest Sikong, what's wrong?" Wen Rongsong glanced at Ye Yi'an with displeasure.

"It is a waste of time for such a pariah to be qualified to take the priesthood examination. The young priest glanced at Mu Hanyan and Ling Baobao, and said with disdain.

"Who is this adult?" Ye Yi'an said unhappily. He had also seen this priest before, but Wen Rongsong had not introduced his identity, and Ye Yi'an thought that it was the younger generation of a priest who came to see the excitement, so he didn't take it to heart, and he was a little dissatisfied when he heard his disrespectful words.

"Senior Mu, this is Sikong Qinglan, the prayer priest of the Flower Rain Temple, this time I came to Tianfeng City to discuss with our chief priest, just in time for the priest assessment, so I came over to observe it by the way. Wen Rongsong introduced, and then said to Sikong Qinglan, "This time, the eclectic recruitment of priests is a metaphor from the Lord of the Gods, could it be that the priests of Sikong are dissatisfied with the Lord of the Gods?"