The whole hall shook violently, only to see Wen Gaoren hit the wall heavily, the solid stone wall that had not been weathered after nearly a million years of wind and rain erosion was knocked out of a pit by him, Wen Gaoren was embedded in the stone wall, arched, limbs stretched forward like a shrimp, it looked really embarrassed and embarrassed, how funny and funny.

Of course, everyone present must not be able to laugh.

Wen Gaoren's entourage priests looked at Wen Gaoren in disbelief. They have seen Wen Gaoren repair similar formations more than once, which time is not an understatement, and it will be done in a matter of laughter, this time Wen Gaoren failed one after another, not to mention, the last time he tried his best, but it still ended in failure.

The Flower Rain Temple is worthy of being one of the oldest temples in the Divine Continent, and this Star Thunder God Array is far from being as simple as they think.

Surprised and emotional, they even forgot to drag Wen Gaoren out of the wall.

The priests of the Flower Rain Temple also couldn't laugh, they didn't expect that the enchantment formation of their own temple was so profound and mysterious, you must know that Wen Gaoren is the first formation master of the Lingyu Temple, and his formation technique is not only famous in the Life Temple and the twelve temples under it, but also in the entire God Continent, even he can't repair this enchantment formation, who else can do it, even if there is, it is not something they can invite.

Although everyone was happy to see Wen Gaoren's embarrassed appearance, who could laugh when they thought of the bleak future of the Flower Rain Temple.

"Your Excellency, please save your Excellency. Wen Gaoren's entourage priests finally came to their senses and rushed towards Wen Gaoren.

But before that, there were already people who took the lead.

"Master Wen, look at you, I just said, don't do porcelain work if you don't have diamonds, you don't listen to me, it's okay now, it's lightning again." Ling Baobao said with sympathy as he dragged Wen Gaoren out with all his might.

Wen Gaoren looked sluggish, looking at the formation with a straight hook, it failed, it failed again. As the first formation master of the Spirit Jade Temple, he was not in vain, it was the first time in his life that he had encountered such a failure, and it was the first time he was so embarrassed, and his whole mind was confused for a while.

"Master Wen, why don't you speak, it can't be that your brain has been broken, right?" Ling Baobao asked with concern.

"Get out!" Wen Gaoren's face blackened by lightning became even darker, if it weren't for the huge thunderball just now, his hands and feet were numb, and he really wanted to strangle Ling Baobao now.

"It turns out that your brain hasn't been broken, it's great, it's great, it's great, your old man will rest for a while, and take a good look at how my family's chief priest repairs the formation, so as not to be struck by lightning next time." Ling Baobao said happily.

"Get out!" Wen Gaoren gritted his teeth and roared a word from between his teeth, and after he finished roaring, he was slightly stunned, "What did you just say?"

"I said to take a good look at how my family's chief priest repairs the formation, and see more knowledge, so as not to be struck by lightning next time. Ling Baobao said.

At this time, Wen Gaoren's entourage priests also came up, pinching their legs, rubbing their shoulders, and they were all stunned when they heard Ling Baobao's words.

Not only them, but even the priests of the Flower Rain Temple were stunned.

"Hahahaha, are you humiliating the old man?" Wen Gaoren was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud, and while laughing, he also glanced at Mu Hanyan contemptuously.

If she has the ability to repair the formation, An Xiaxin still needs to beg herself? She also needs to give up the position of the chief priest? This sharp-toothed little priest clearly saw that he had lost repeatedly, and deliberately used words to squeeze himself.

Anyway, he wouldn't believe Ling Baobao's words.

Not to mention that he didn't believe it, even An Xiaxin and the priests of the Flower Rain Temple didn't believe it. Wen Gaoren still doesn't know the details of Mu Hanyan, but they know best, from coming to the Huayu Temple to pass the assessment, it has only been more than a month now, and their strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and even once they pass the baptism of the gods, they can have a strength that is not inferior to An Xiaxin and others, which can be explained by the natural god priest, in fact, such a genius wizard is not without it.

But when it comes to the art of formation, talent alone is not enough, without enough experience and vision, without sufficient tempering, no matter how talented you are.

"You don't believe it, you can't really have your brain broken, right?" Ling Baobao shook his head and looked at Wen Gaoren with an idiot-like gaze.

"Your brain has been cleaved!" Wen Gaoren failed repeatedly, he was already ashamed, and he was even more embarrassed by Ling Baobao's left sentence and his right sentence was cleaved his brain, and his blood was so angry that his blood surged, and his brain was dizzy.

"Adults are angry, adults are angry, why bother to be like this kind of junior who has never seen the world. Several attendant priests were afraid that Wen Gao would be angry, so they hurriedly stepped forward to persuade them.

"I also said that I have never seen the world, I think you are the frog at the bottom of the well, and the chief priest of my family is powerful, what can you imagine. Ling Baobao said contemptuously.

"Okay, okay, I want to see what is so powerful about her? I think the old man has been practicing the formation technique for more than 80 years, and she has only studied it for a few days, and even the old man can't do anything about the formation, can she have a way?" Seeing Ling Baobao's contemptuous gaze, Wen Gaoren was even more angry, and said with a smile angrily.

"Why don't we take a gamble?" Ling Baobao said.

"Bet on what?" Wen Gaoren said, straightening his neck.

He was really angry, he already felt embarrassed enough, Ling Baobao still sprinkled salt on the wound vigorously, and at this time he was completely aroused, and he didn't notice the excitement that flashed in Ling Baobao's eyes.

"In this way, if my family's chief priest can repair this Star Thunder God Array, you will provide all the materials needed to repair other formations, how about it?" Ling Baobao said.

"Good. Wen Gaoren said without hesitation. He didn't think that Mu Hanyan had the ability to repair this Star Thunder God Array at all, and as for the other formations, he didn't even bother to think about it, so how could he care about the material.

"My lord......" One of the entourages felt that something was wrong, although the scale of Huayu City was not large, but if it was to repair all the enchantment formations, there would be a lot of materials needed, and this bet would be a little too big.

"What, do you think she has that ability?" Wen Gaoren snorted coldly.

The entourage immediately shut up, and said that his own adult has specialized in the way of formation all his life, and he can't do anything about this Star Thunder God Array, although the little girl became the chief priest at a young age, but it is also because of the decline of the Flower Rain Temple for many years and the withering of talents, no matter how talented he is, when it comes to formations, how can he compare with his own adults.