"That one is called Zhou Kewu, the right priest of the Qingning Temple, who practices the magic of light, and the one who calls the landlord to come, the priest of the Lingyu Temple, who practices the magic of the earth, and that one is called ......" Anyway, I have nothing to do, just watch the excitement, Wen Gaoren introduced to Mu Hanyan the priests who walked on the high platform to draw lots. With-Dream- . lā

I didn't know the rules of the competition before, and I thought that Mu Hanyan would do it with these priests, so Wen Gaoren spent a day collecting their information, and now it seems that it was in vain.

As he was talking, he saw Long Wuxian walk onto the high platform, in order to show respect, each priest would salute the chief priests after drawing lots, and Long Wuxian was no exception, but when he saluted Mu Hanyan, he paused obviously, looked at Mu Hanyan with great arrogance and contempt, and his lips moved viciously a few times.

Although he didn't make a sound, Mu Hanyan read his meaning very well: Count you lucky and escape for the time being.

Mu Hanyan thought about it for a moment, and he understood what was going on.

Presumably, Long Wuyi didn't know the rules in advance, and thought that the chief priests would directly participate in the competition, and they might have done something a long time ago, and when they drew lots, they directly joined a group with themselves, and they were caught off guard. As soon as the rules were changed, his chances of fighting him were much smaller. It seems that he hasn't discovered anything about the Chaos God Sword yet, so he thinks he has escaped a catastrophe.

The other chief priests are not blind, even if Long Wuwu didn't make a sound, even if he didn't read his lips, it was not difficult to see the provocation on his face, but they didn't have a good impression of Mu Hanyan, and they were too lazy to meddle with things, as if they hadn't seen anything, they even secretly laughed in their hearts, the main priest of the hall was provoked so face-to-face, but others didn't make a sound, she didn't have anything to do.

"Let you be in the limelight, let's hold it now. Several of the celebrants couldn't help but gloat in their hearts.

The close retinue behind them sneered.

"Presumptuous!" At this moment, Mu Hanyan suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped Long Wuxian in the face.

"Smack!" After the crisp sound, five bright red fingerprints appeared on Long Wusuo's face, and the whole person spun in place for half a circle.

Mu Hanyan's slap rounded his arm with enough strength, and he was defenseless, so it was good if he wasn't slapped to the ground.

There was silence on and off the stage, looking at the bright red fingerprints on Long Wusuo's face, everyone fell into a stupor, and the sneers on the faces of the close entourage behind those main priests were completely frozen.

"Which temple priest are you, and you dare to insult the priest below!" Mu Hanyan reprimanded angrily.

"You're spewing blood!" Long Wuyi's reaction was much faster than Long Wudang's, and he immediately roared angrily, and his hand was also on the hilt of the sword.

"What's the matter, it's just a matter of committing the following crimes, on top of this god sacrifice ceremony, you still dare to make a move on me?" Mu Hanyan said with a sneer.

Long Wuxian froze slightly, and let go of the fingers holding the sword. A few days ago, at the gate of the Tianyang Temple, he dared to deliberately provoke Han Yan to make a move, because he had already made an arrangement, and he was surrounded by his own people, as long as he killed her, he would have his own reason to excuse him. But now, in front of so many outsiders, and all the priests of the major temples, no matter whether he is justified or not, he doesn't dare to do anything to Mu Hanyan again.

After all, the temple has the laws of the temple, and there are no conflicts in private, but in the public, the majesty of the chief priest of a temple is not to be offended.

"Lord Mu, what's going on?" Long Aoli asked in a deep voice.

Long Wuyi is his son, and he was only slapped in front of so many people, and he wanted to stand up for him.

"Dragon Priest, who is this arrogant and rude person?" Mu Hanyan asked knowingly.

"His name is dragon and it is a dog. Long Aoli replied with a dark face.

He had also heard about the trouble for the Flower Rain Temple a few days ago, how could Mu Hanyan not recognize Long Wuxian?

"It turned out to be Long Gongzi, I remembered it, I seem to have seen it. Since you are the son of the dragon chief priest, I won't worry about your previous rudeness, go down, don't do it again in the future, the presiding priest is majestic, not everyone can offend. Mu Hanyan patted his head and made a sudden realization, then reprimanded a few words, waved his hand, and said generously.

"Lord Priest Mu, you don't seem to have given me an explanation just now, right?" Long Aoli's face darkened. His baby son was slapped in public, and this is the end, Mu Hanyan inevitably doesn't take him too seriously.

"What is there to explain this, the dragon is arrogant and rude, and he humiliates and abuses me, you won't fail to hear it. For the sake of the dragon priest's face, I don't care about him anymore. Mu Hanyan said disapprerovingly.

"Lord Mu, the dog humiliated and abused you, why didn't I hear it?" Long Aoli said with a cold snort.

"Didn't the Dragon Priest hear? How could it be, Qinglan, Yuhe, you should all have heard it, right?" Mu Hanyan glanced at Long Aoli in surprise, turned his head and asked.

"I heard it, I heard it, as the son of the Long family, and the priest of the Tianyang Temple, he actually committed a crime of dignity and inferiority, humiliated and slandered the chief priest of my Huayu Temple, if it weren't for the kindness of the main priest of my family and the general knowledge of him, I would have to ask the main priest of the dragon to preside over justice today. Sikong Qinglan and Shen Yuhe secretly laughed, nodded their heads like chickens pecking rice, and said indignantly.

"I also heard it, thinking that although my Huayu Temple has been in decline for many years, it is also one of the oldest temples in the mainland, and the chief priest of the hall has been insulted in public, where does the heavenly reason exist, how can the heavenly reason exist, how can the heavenly reason exist......" Wen Gaoren beat his chest and burst into tears, blushing and wailing, and his anger was almost uncontrollable.

Sikong Qinglan and Shen Yuhe secretly pinched a cold sweat for him, but they just followed the tone of the chief priest and talked nonsense, what are you doing with such dedication, you are not too old, what if you are so excited that you have a cerebral hemorrhage?

The other officiants watched Wen Gaoren's passionate performance, and they were also black lines in their heads. Wen Gaoren used to be the first formation master of Lingyu City, of course they also knew each other, but in their impression, this old man had always been arrogant and unsmiling, why did he become so shameless today?

They can see that Mu Hanyan is clearly playing tricks, Wen Gaoren knows it, and he is still howling so loudly and so angry. If it weren't for the fact that they were right next to them, they might all mistakenly think that Long Wuxian had said something extremely disrespectful, which made the people of the Flower Rain Temple so popular.

Insidious, shameless, awesome!

Ou Dechuan's face was even darker, although Wen Gaoren was a named priest of the Lingyu Temple, he had refused to serve his Ou family for so many years, and it was useless for him to say anything, and now he took refuge in the Huayu Temple, in order to please Mu Hanyan, he didn't even want an old face, it was obvious that he had never put himself as the main priest in his eyes before.