"The old fellow was not only arrogant, but also greedy, and we asked him for help, but he came up with the idea of the priesthood. Shen Yuhe said angrily.

Hearing her say this, Mu Hanyan was relieved. Hearing An Xiaxin's hesitation before, he mustered up the courage to ask this person for help, and thought that he was also the kind of disciple of Long Wudang.

"Forget it, I'll beg him again to see if he will change his mind, and he can't wait to starve to death. An Xiaxin sighed and said.

Shen Yuhe and Sikong Qinglan both had bitter looks on their faces, and they didn't object anymore.

Mu Hanyan looked at a few people sympathetically, to put it mildly, in the continent of the gods, the status of the priests of the temple is extremely lofty, and for many people or homeless people, it is simply an existence to look up to, but who would have imagined that the priests of the Huayu Temple would be down to this kind of field, and they would actually think about it day and night in order to fill their stomachs.

Of course, Mu Hanyan is also deeply sympathetic to their helplessness, and even she, who is not a foodie, begins to miss the days of big fish and meat. The days of the Continent of God are much more difficult than those of the Holy Court Continent, many people here are struggling for food and clothing, Mu Hanyan's heart has some inexplicable feelings, speaking of which, the separation of the two continents is because of her, and it is she who indirectly causes the people of the Continent of Gods to live such a difficult life. She wanted to change that, she wanted to.

"Lord Priest, there are people outside asking to see you. At the door, a priest said with a red light on his face, swallowing as he spoke.

"What person?" Mu Hanyan said strangely, she didn't have any acquaintances in the Continent of Gods.

He said that his name was Mutu, and that he was a member of the tribe of the Lord Priest. The priest replied.

"Mu Tu!" Mu Hanyan walked happily towards the outside of the hall. After being separated for a while, she really missed the days in Mujia Village.

Seeing Mu Tu again, Mu Hanyan knew why the priest had a red light just now, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva. It turned out that Mutu not only came by himself, but also brought dozens of cattle and sheep, and several carts of grain, and the priest was already very good if he only swallowed his saliva without a green light in his eyes.

"Mu Tu greets the Lord Priest!" As soon as he saw Mu Hanyan, Mu Tu hurriedly bowed to the ground and saluted respectfully.

As soon as he came to the Huayu Temple to announce his name, he knew the news that Mu Hanyan had been elected as the main priest by several high priests, and in addition to being in awe, his heart was full of pride, no matter how down-and-out the Huayu Temple was, it was also a temple, and Mu Hanyan could become the chief priest as soon as he came to the Huayu Temple, how could he not be proud.

"Uncle Mutu, why are you here?" Mu Hanyan hurriedly picked up Mutu and asked.

"Lord Worship is worried that you are not used to the Flower Rain Temple, so let me come and see you, and by the way, bring some gifts for the priests. Mu Tu was flattered, rubbed his hands uneasily and said, and his big black face also became black and red.

An Xiaxin and the others were secretly embarrassed, although Mu Tu relayed Ye Yi'an's words politely, but how could they not know that this old worshipper was obviously worried that Mu Hanyan would starve to death in the Huayu Temple, so he made a special trip to send some cattle and sheep grain. As priests of the temple, they still need relief from the common people, and they are so ashamed that they can't wait to find a crack in the ground to dig into. However, when they saw the fat and strong cattle and sheep, as well as the carts of grain, they still swallowed their saliva very angrily.

At night, the Flower Rain Temple held a rare banquet, one was that Mu Tu made a special trip to visit the chief priest, and brought so much grain, cattle and sheep, how not to give him the wind and dust to show his gratitude, and the other is to let everyone fight the tooth sacrifice.

Ling Baobao's jerky had already been gnawed, and when he saw the cattle and sheep brought by Mu Tu before, he almost pounced on them and gnawed them directly, at this time, he ate the barbecue meat that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, drank the mellow rice wine, and hooked up with Mu Tu to call him a brother.

At first, the priests were a little unable to let go of their identities, but as the tempting aroma of meat spread, it could not be stopped from penetrating into their nostrils, and they could no longer be reserved, and they ate happily one by one.

Looking at the smiling faces on their faces, Mu Hanyan's heart was heavy, although relying on the help of Mujia Village, the Flower Rain Temple temporarily survived the difficulties, but what should she do in the future? If the Flower Rain Temple wants to really get out of the predicament, she still has to rely on herself, and this is also her duty.

As soon as it was dawn the next day, Mu Tu left the Flower Rain Temple and went back to Ye Yi'an, while An Xiaxin went to Lingyu City and asked for Wen Gaoren's assistance again.

The Flower Rain Temple also quickly returned to its previous lifelessness, Mu Hanyan lived in a simple place, except for eating and sleeping, he spent almost all of his time in the library pavilion, practicing all kinds of priest magic while studying all kinds of strange techniques in the Continent of God, especially the formation techniques.

If she wanted the Flower Rain Temple to get out of the predicament as soon as possible, repairing the formation enchantment was the foundation, and she didn't want to pin all her hopes on Wen Gaoren, who was said to be insatiable and arrogant.