It is precisely for this reason that the priests of the Flower Rain Temple are more and more respectful of Mu Hanyan, and they naturally have less and less resistance in their hearts to her to win the position of the main priest.

"Come on, let's have a conversation. Mu Hanyan said excitedly.

Actual combat is the best shortcut to improve the most powerful. Although he didn't think much of Ling Baobao's tricks of swaggering and deceiving, Mu Hanyan deeply agreed with this sentence, so he would accompany everyone to discuss it when he had time.

This is also because the last time Long Wudang came to make trouble, the priests behaved too weak and deceitful, and it seemed that with the decline of the Flower Rain Temple, their will was also exhausted and became dull.

As the main priest, Mu Hanyan didn't want his priests to be all a bunch of soft-footed shrimp.

The faces of all the priests changed slightly, and they all took a step back.

As a priest, no matter which temple you are in, it is a great honor to be able to compete with the chief priest, and it is also of great benefit to the improvement of strength, and the Flower Rain Temple is naturally no exception. But whether it is honor or strength improvement, no matter who is beaten at every turn, his nose and face are swollen, he will inevitably have palpitations.

This Lord Priest is not only cruel to others, but even more ruthless to his own people.

Of course, they also knew that the Lord Priest was doing it for their good, and they could also feel the improvement of their actual combat experience and even combat power, but no matter what, the taste of being beaten was not pleasant.

Looking at their frightened appearance, Mu Hanyan was a little helpless, and couldn't help but think in her heart, it would be good if Hua Yu and Zirong were here, with them, how could she worry about this kind of thing.

As the so-called those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, even a good girl like Han Yun'er will become a violent little witch if she has more contact with them, not to mention these priests who are in the prime of their blood.

I don't know if they're okay, if there was any accident? Looking at the distant sky, Mu Hanyan's heart flashed a trace of concern, but soon, he hid this concern in his heart, and now the first thing is to improve his strength, otherwise it will be in vain to worry about it.

"Shen Yuhe, let's come. Mu Hanyan beckoned to Shen Yuhe

"Sister Hanyan, won't it, it's me again?" Shen Yuhe looked bitter.

I've been getting along for a long time, to be exact, I've been abused for a long time, and the two are becoming more and more familiar, anyway, there are just a few people in the Flower Rain Temple, and many times they are not commensurate with their priesthood, but they are as kind and casual as friends.

"You're the strongest, it's not who else you are, hurry up, or I'll do it first." Mu Hanyan said.

"Okay, then you have to be careful, I've grown a lot in the past two days, and if I'm injured in a while, don't say I'm going to commit the next offense. Shen Yuhe said eagerly.

This is also what Mu Hanyan admires most about her, she is indomitable and has been defeated and defeated, no matter how many times you abuse me, I will still wait for you as I first met. As long as the swelling is reduced, when it comes to fighting, it is a fighting spirit.

With Shen Yuhe's soft drink, the two figures walked towards each other, and the muffled sound of fists and palms intersecting also came into his ears.

Looking at the graceful and swift posture of the two of them, as well as their exquisite combat skills, the priests couldn't help but feel relaxed again.

"Come on, Lord Priest. ”

"Right Priest, come on. "Gradually getting along more, everyone can see that Mu Hanyan has no shelf, and they get along like friends. While watching the battle, some people cheered loudly for the two.

"Smack", although Shen Yuhe has indeed grown a lot and has done his best, how can it compare to Mu Hanyan's perception of the Eight Desolation Gods, and he was slapped out by Mu Hanyan when he showed a flaw slightly.

Fortunately, this time Mu Hanyan showed mercy to the right priest, and this palm was slapped on her shoulder, not on her face, otherwise she would be embarrassed to go out for a few days.

Seeing the superb combat skills of the chief priest and the right priest again, there was a round of applause all around.

"What kind of system, what kind of system, the priest of the dignified temple, actually used this untouchable skill to fight for fun, how can the Flower Rain Temple also be one of the oldest temples in my god continent, has it been reduced to such a field?" At this moment, a discordant voice sounded.

The applause and cheers stopped abruptly, and everyone looked angrily in the direction where the voice sounded. Although the Flower Rain Temple is declining day by day, it is not the turn of outsiders to judge, besides, they have already felt the power of the combat skills taught by the Lord Priest during this period of time, and what kind of untouchable skills are they, and everyone feels that they have been greatly insulted.

On the long street of depression, five or six young priests surrounded an old priest with gray hair and walked towards the temple, and as they walked, the old priest also sighed with emotion: "I haven't seen it for a few years, Huayu City has decayed into such a state, as a priest of the temple, it is not good to cultivate well to revive the prestige of the temple, and even fight and have fun with the skills of untouchables, I don't know what it is, I don't know what it is!"

Hearing the old priest's unbridled accusation, the priests were even more angry.

"Don't be surprised, Lord Wen, since the death of the last priest, our Flower Rain Temple is not as good as day by day, the cultivation resources are even more limited, and the cultivation of the priests has also reached a bottleneck, and practicing martial arts can also improve some strength, so as to make some preparations for the cultivation after reaching the tenth-order god priest in the future. Just as the young priest was about to get angry, a priestess with a cold face quickly stepped forward and explained that it was An Xiaxin.

"Priest Left, you're back. Seeing An Xiaxin, everyone couldn't care about being angry, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet them.

"This is the first formation master of the Lingyu Temple, Master Wen Gao Renwen, everyone has come and seen Master Wen. An Xiaxin said to everyone.

"The juniors meet Master Wen. "It turned out that this was Wen Gaoren, the first formation master of the Lingyu Temple, An Xiaxin finally invited him back, knowing that if he wanted to repair the formation, he had to count on him, how dare everyone show the slightest displeasure, let alone the slightest slackness, and stepped forward to salute one after another.

"Excuse me, your newly chosen priest, let her come out to me. Seeing that their attitude was quite respectful, Wen Gaoren did not continue to reprimand them endlessly, but held his head high and said with an arrogant face.

However, arrogance is arrogance, looking at his face is clear and white-haired like snow, and when his clothes walk with the wind, his feet are not dusty, but he is also like his name, and he really has a bit of a superior posture.

In addition, five or six entourage people shouted and hugged each other, which was even more imposing, and people did not dare to underestimate it.

"Pretend, god stick!" Seeing Wen Gaoren's arrogant appearance, Ling Baobao muttered.

Mu Hanyan smiled slightly, not to mention, this old man's posture is really like a god stick, and even a little more powerful than an old god stick like Qu Shan Ling.

However, how to say that the Lingyu Temple is also recognized as famous for its formations, and Wen Gaoren is also recognized as the master of the first formation of the Lingyu Temple, Mu Hanyan does not dare to underestimate him.