"Jinji, Sister Mu, what are you talking about?" Su Bao'er pointed to a stone platform not far away and said. ~with~dream~small~say~щ~suimеng~lā

The stone platform is more than two feet in circumference, and most of it is covered in the dust and sand, if it weren't for the sharp eyes and the reminder of Mu Hanyan, Su Bao'er really couldn't find it.

"That's right, it's it. Mu Hanyan walked quickly towards the formation base.

With her strength, it doesn't matter if she stays in Qianlong Valley for more than half a year, maybe it will have some benefits for improving her strength, but Gao Weihu can't last a few days. As for Su Bao'er, Mu Hanyan was not worried about her at all, according to her, there were other people in the Temple of Light who came to Qianlong Valley, and some of them took care of her. She was just reluctant to Gao Weihu and Mu Hanyan, and even more reluctant to streamer, so she didn't rush to find a companion.

"Stop!" Before he could get to the camp, suddenly, a middle-aged man stood in front of him, glanced at Mu Hanyan and the others with an unkind expression, and asked, "Which temple are you priests, do you know the rules?"

"You are from the Xiafeng Temple, what is your name?" Mu Hanyan asked with a frown.

Looking at the sign on this middle-aged man's sacrificial robe, it is the subordinate priest of the Xiafeng Temple, although his strength is barely good, he has reached the tenth-order god priest, but even their chief priest has to be polite when he sees Mu Hanyan, he is a lower priest, what qualifications does he have to shout in front of the main priest Mu.

When he said this, Mu Hanyan naturally revealed the majesty of a person who has been in a position for a long time. In fact, under normal circumstances, Mu Hanyan is approachable, and he never takes the main priest's shelf, but this person is obviously average in strength and his status is not very high, but he just put a high shelf in front of her, and his tone and attitude are even more unkind, which makes Mu Hanyan very unhappy, and the flamboyance of the eldest lady is easy to show.

"In the Xiaxia Peak Temple, pray to the priest Fei Changle, dare to ask the lord's name. Seeing the majesty exuded by Mu Hanyan's body, the middle-aged man didn't dare to underestimate it, restrained his arrogance, and said politely.

Fei Changle. Mu Hanyan sounded familiar, and recalled in his mind, isn't this the prayer priest who forced Chen Xuefeng into a corner, and finally had to become a rogue?

"The main priest of the Flower Rain Temple, Mu Hanyan. Mu Hanyan said coldly.

Although poor people must have something to hate, but on the other hand, hateful people may not have no pity, Mu Hanyan actually has some sympathy for what happened to Chen Xuefeng, and of course he will not have a good impression of Fei Changle, who forced him into a desperate situation and finally embarked on the road of no return.

"It turned out to be the main priest of Mu, and it was rude under it. Fei Changle knew Mu Hanyan's identity, and hurriedly saluted and said.

"Don't be polite, I still have something to do, please let me go. Mu Hanyan was not interested in wasting time on Fei Changle, so he dodged and walked towards the formation base.

"Lord Mu, please stay. Fei Changle once again blocked in front of Mu Hanyan and said, "Lord Priest, what you said is the right thing you mean is this formation base, I'm sorry, Lord Zhao has an order, this formation base is reserved for several other adults in the Temple of Life, and no one is allowed to occupy it." ”

"Lord Zhao, which Lord Zhao?" Mu Hanyan's face sank and asked.

"Why, it's not long since Huayu City was farewell, and the Lord Priest didn't remember me so soon?" With the laughter of yin and yang, Zhao Xinghu strode over.

"My subordinates have seen Lord Zhao!" Fei Changle showed a flattering smile on his face, and greeted him like a pug wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

Zhao Xinghu waved his hand, not even looking at him.

"Sure enough, it's you. Mu Hanyan said disdainfully.

As soon as she heard Fei Changle mention Lord Zhao, she guessed who it was. Sure enough, just as she guessed, Zhao Xinghu would never let her have a good time, as long as she arrived in Qianlong Valley, she would inevitably have to make her stumble and wear small shoes, looking at this situation, Fei Changle probably knew her identity a long time ago, but he was ordered by Zhao Xinghu to deliberately make things difficult for her.

However, this method is still as despicable as ever, and it is childish, which makes Mu Hanyan feel deep contempt.

Facing a despicable villain like Zhao Xinghu, Mu Hanyan didn't even have the interest to say a word, and turned around and walked towards another formation.

Although the foundation of that formation was hidden deeper, it was not difficult to discover its existence with Mu Hanyan's powerful divine thoughts.

However, as soon as he took two steps, another young man stood in front of him.

"I'm sorry to be the main priest, this formation base was also left by Lord Zhao. The contemptuous man said, it turned out to be an old acquaintance, Ou Ming, the young master of the Ou family of the Lingyu Temple.

Why did this guy come to participate in the hunting trial, aren't you afraid of death? Mu Hanyan glanced at Ou Mingzhi a little strangely.

In fact, Ou Mingzhi is not afraid of death, but he is forced to have no choice. Their Ou family forced Wen Gaoren away, and then Duan Cheng'an left the Ou family after cultivating to the fullest, and since then there has been no news, and the formation strength of the entire Lingyu Temple has plummeted.

The Lingyu Temple, which was once famous for its formation techniques, has now become extremely difficult to even repair its own formation, and the Ou clan is naturally questioned by other priest families, although the position of the chief priest of Ou Dechuan has not been affected for the time being, but it is unlikely that Ou Zhizhi will be promoted to the position of the next chief priest, and even within the Ou clan, there are people who have the idea of his position as the young master.

At this time, Zhao Xinghong sent someone to inform Ou Dechuan and promised all kinds of benefits, willing to join forces with the priest family under the Twelve Gods Temple to deal with Mu Hanyan in the trial, and ensure their safety. This is a great opportunity for Ou Mingming to improve his strength and establish his prestige, and the two sides hit it off, and Ou Mingming was sent to Qianlong Valley.

Whether it was for the agreement with Zhao Xinghong, or to get rid of the evil breath in his heart, Ou Mingzhi naturally spared no effort to oppose Mu Hanyan.

"Then what about the other formations, they are all left by Lord Zhao. Mu Hanyan somewhat guessed the reason why Ou Mingming came to participate in the trial, but she didn't bother to think about it, anyway, she had never regarded this kind of person as an opponent, she just glanced at him and asked sarcastically.

"Yes, it's all left by Lord Zhao. A group of priests who followed Zhao Xinghu said in unison.

And behold, the robes on them were all of the people of the Twelve Temples. Although Chu Yanghe and other chief priests of each hall met with them in private, hoping that they could help Mu Hanyan in the trial, but their respective families were already at odds with the main priests of each hall, secretly fighting for power and profit, this time Zhao Xinghong in order to win them over, but also promised to wait until the right time in the future to help their respective families win the position of the chief priest, how could they be obedient, just want to wear a pair of pants with Zhao Xinghong's brothers.

"Lord Zhao, are you deliberately unable to get along with me?" Seeing their words, how could Mu Hanyan not guess their intentions, turned around, and said coldly to Zhao Xinghu.