At dawn, Mu Hanyan finally closed the "Eight Gates Divine Array" in his hand.

These days, she has been cultivating the priest magic without sleep and food, the various mental magic techniques in the library hall, and even the experience of the main priests of the past dynasties have been turned over by her, but the improvement of her cultivation has become slower and slower.

Mu Hanyan knew that she had reached a bottleneck, based on the experience of receiving the baptism of God last time, Mu Hanyan guessed that it was likely that she would need to open up a new hidden vein, so that her strength could improve rapidly again, and with the existing conditions of the Flower Rain Temple, it was obviously impossible to find a higher-quality divine soul stone to open up the hidden vein for her. Therefore, in addition to studying the Dan Dao medical skills of the God Continent and alchemy seals, Mu Hanyan spent most of his time on the formation.

"Eight Gates Divine Array", according to Sikong Qinglan, is the oldest formation book in the Continent of the Gods, although each temple has a collection, but the one in her hand is the original, and even the one collected by the main temple is copied from this one in her hand.

And it is said that with the separation of the continent, the laws of the Continent of God have also been undergoing subtle changes, and their cultivation methods, including the mysteries of the formation, are also changing, so the Eight Gate Divine Arrays of other temples have also made a lot of modifications accordingly, but this one in Mu Hanyan's hand, I don't know for what reason, no one has made changes to the priests and chief priests in the past dynasties, and there is not even a single word of commentary.

Mu Hanyan has seen the enthusiasm of those predecessors, almost every cultivation book, there are the experiences and insights of the predecessors, but there is not a single superfluous word on this "Eight Gate Divine Array", and even some obvious omissions and words are not easy to add.

Secretly strange in his heart, Mu Hanyan also paid special attention to this formation book.

locked himself in the main sacrificial temple on the second floor, and Mu Hanyan continued day and night for three days of enlightenment, but there was still no gain. The formation principles recorded in the "Eight Gate Divine Arrays" can also be found in other ancient formation books, and they are not very profound and mysterious, but many of them are incompatible with the current laws of the Divine Continent and cannot be used at all.

But Mu Hanyan faintly felt that this book, which was known as the oldest formation book in the Divine Continent, was not as simple as it seemed to outsiders, but he had not yet realized the key.

A few days of rice is not exhausted, Mu Hanyan only feels hungry, there is no way, his strength is suppressed, it is obviously impossible to not eat or drink for months like before, and even like those strong people who are closed to death, they can support them for years and decades with only pills.

Closing the ancient books in his hand, Mu Hanyan walked downstairs.

"Oh, you tap, tap. ”

"I'm already very light. ”

"That's a light thing, and you almost killed someone, you know?"

"Okay, then I'll tap. ”

"I'm not coming, and I'm not coming. ”

"No, you promised to talk to me, you can't go. ”

"If you don't come, you go to someone else. ”

"No, you promised me, and besides, others won't. ”

"Can't I regret it, I'm not here anyway, who are you willing to talk to. ”

"No, I can't. ”

"Bang...... Ouch, help, help!" When passing by the Spirit Cultivation Hall, Mu Hanyan heard a quarrel, and then Ling Baobao's miserable cry for help was heard.

At the door, several young priests were looking in, covering their mouths to keep themselves from laughing.

"What's wrong?" Mu Hanyan stepped forward and asked.

"I've seen the Lord Priest! The Right Priest is learning martial arts with Priest Ling. Several young priests hurried to salute. As time passed, they gradually accepted the fact that Mu Hanyan became the main priest, even if they were still a little reluctant in their hearts, they were still respectful on the surface.

"Martial arts?" Mu Hanyan walked forward curiously.

As far as she knew, because the power of the laws of the Divine Continent was too pure and direct, the low-level gods and priests could not withstand the sword-like wind in the wasteland, and they usually cultivated in the temple guarded by enchantments, or a fief like Mujia Village, but it was not as gentle and pure as the power of the laws of the temple, and the cultivation speed was much slower.

And as the strength increases, especially after reaching the tenth-order god priest, the power of the law within the temple enchantment cannot meet the needs of the priest's cultivation, so he has to go to the wasteland, or find an illusion similar to the Holy Court for cultivation, although the body defense at this time has increased a lot, but it cannot withstand the wind and current in the wasteland for a long time. Either with the help of magic weapons or sacrificial robes made of alchemy, or you can only practice a little martial arts.

With the financial resources that the Flower Rain Temple can't even fill the priest's stomach, of course, it is impossible to have any decent magic weapon sacrifice robes, and cultivating martial arts is their only choice.

However, Shen Yuhe is only an eighth-order god priest, and he is still far from the tenth-order, so there is no need to practice any martial arts so early.

Coming to the door with curiosity and looking in, Mu Hanyan was stunned.

In the Spirit Cultivation Hall, Ling Baobao ran around the hall desperately, sick like a lost dog, with a blue nose, swollen face, and a few large bags bulging on his forehead.

Behind him, Shen Yuhe chased after him like an eagle catching a chicken, flying out with his fists and feet from time to time, and the cute baby's face was full of excitement and violence.

Accidentally, Ling Baobao was hooked to the ground by Shen Yuhe, and then, he saw that the right priest pounced on Ling Baobao's body without any image, and waved his pink fist is a burst of punches and kicks.

Mu Hanyan was dumbfounded, and a few black lines stood up on her forehead, she knew for the first time that this right priest with a baby face, a gentle and quiet face, and occasionally a shy and blushing face like Sikong Qinglan was actually so violent.

"Help, I've killed someone. Ling Baobao let out a miserable and helpless wail.

"Ahem...... cough ......" Mu Hanyan coughed lightly twice.

Looking at Ling Baobao's blue nose and swollen face, Miss Mu was full of sympathy. Although it is not the first time that this little god stick has been chased and intercepted, and the group has beaten and flattened, but being bullied like this by a woman, even Miss Mu can't stand it.

"Lord Priest. As soon as Shen Yuhe turned around and saw Mu Hanyan, he quickly stood up, hung his head slightly, his face was full of shyness, and his hands were still fiddling with the corners of his clothes, how did he look like a shy and shy little sister next door.

If it weren't for the bruises on Ling Baobao's face and the unicorn-like green bag on his forehead, Mu Hanyan would have wondered if he was hallucinating just now.

"You are learning martial arts, why are you so much moving?" Seeing the grievances on Ling Baobao's face, Mu Hanyan said with a smile. Looking at his appearance, I don't know what happened to Shen Yuhe.