"It's like a turtle shell. Ling Baobao knocked twice, and said with a curious face.

"Let's take it back first. Mu Hanyan couldn't tell whether this stone slab was naturally formed or artificially carved, and finally decided to take it back and ponder it slowly.

As she spoke, she took out the water bag she had brought with her and poured the spring water into it.

The red fruit that the little Rui beast ate just now should have been fished out of this spring water, Mu Hanyan suspected that it was poisonous before, but then looked at its symptoms, it didn't look like poisoning at all, but more like some kind of power that Xiao Rui Beast couldn't bear, and this spring water was clear and pure, without any impurities, and even revealed a light spirit, so Mu Hanyan guessed that this spring water also contained similar power, and naturally it would not be easily wasted.

Soon, there was not a drop of spring water left into the water bag, looking at the heavy black slate like a big turtle shell in front of him, Mu Hanyan was a little hesitant. Her astrolabe space and heart veins are one, and they can be used only by divine thoughts, so they are not suppressed by the laws of the Divine Continent, let alone such a stone slab, even if there are a hundred more pieces, it can be fitted. However, her previous performance was amazing enough, and if the astrolabe space was exposed again, I don't know if Sikong Qinglan would be suspicious.

As far as Mu Hanyan knew, in the Continent of Gods, not everyone was qualified to have a magic weapon with storage space, and even Chu Yang and such a god chief priest might not have such a treasure. Other things can also be prevaricated with qualifications and talents, such a precious magic weapon has nothing to do with qualifications and talents, and it is not qualified for her status as a descendant of the Mu clan.

Mu Hanyan didn't hesitate for long, because in the next moment, Ling Baobao had already picked up the thick stone slab.

"Let's go. Ling Baobao said with a high-spirited face, his eyes still flashing with a golden star.

Sure enough, in addition to eating, this guy is interested in money and treasures, Mu Hanyan estimates that if he is not allowed to carry this stone slab down the mountain, he is afraid that he will not even be able to walk.

If Mu Hanyan didn't guess wrong, Kang Qingyuan wanted to occupy Rijian Peak, and the tenth ** was for this slate, perhaps, it was the red fruit in her hand, seeing the fate of the little Rui beast, she didn't dare to eat indiscriminately, carefully put away the red fruit, and Mu Hanyan and a few people followed behind Ling Baobao.

Ling Baobao was carrying a thick stone slab like a big turtle shell, only half of his head and two lower legs were exposed, and he looked like a big turtle, but this guy didn't know it, and while walking, he shook his head triumphantly, and people couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Ling Baobao heard the snickering behind him, turned his head and asked.

"Nothing, nothing. Mu Hanyan couldn't hold back a smile and didn't bother to remind him.

"Inexplicable. Ling Baobao carried the turtle shell on his head, and continued to shake his head and tail and walk down the mountain quickly.

At the bottom of the mountain, the carriage that several people had hidden was still in place, and no one found it.

It can be seen that seeing his ox cart, Sikong Qinglan breathed a long sigh of relief, as if a boulder hanging in his heart had fallen to the ground.

Mu Hanyan shook his head secretly, he really didn't know what the Huayu Temple had become, wasn't it just a broken ox cart, it made him worry about it.

With the carriage on their way, the group headed towards Mujia Village.

Along the way, Ling Baobao was studying the stone slab, Mu Hanyan was worried about the safety of the little Rui beast, and he had no intention of cultivating, so he checked it from time to time.

Fortunately, although it didn't wake up, it didn't feel anything unusual on its body, and Mu Hanyan was completely relieved, and began to ponder the red fruit again. But the result was the same as before, no matter how she used her divine thoughts, she couldn't feel anything special about this red fruit at all.

What kind of fruit is this? Why did Kang Qingyuan snatch it at all costs, and besides, who was hidden behind Kang Qingyuan, and why did he fight it? Mu Hanyan couldn't figure out what he thought.

"Do you want to try it with a small bite?" Mu Hanyan's heart moved, but she quickly dispelled this idea, she didn't want to fall into the same fate as Xiao Rui Beast.

"My lord, here we are. Mu Tu's excited voice sounded.

Slightly open the curtain, Mujia Village appeared in the field of vision, and walked on the road for two more days, at this time it was sunset, the golden sunset slowly sprinkled, adding a bit of peace and tranquility to Mujia Village.

After walking through thousands of miles of wasteland and seeing the upheaval of those displaced people, Mu Hanyan knew how rare such peace and tranquility were for the ordinary people of the Divine Continent.

Hearing the sound of the carriage coming from afar, all the villagers rushed to the entrance of the village to greet them, and seeing the simple and expectant faces, Mu Hanyan's heart was a little inexplicably moved.

As the carriage drove into the village, all the villagers fell to their knees with awe in their eyes.

There's no need to look like this, it's all your own people, why are you so polite, besides, it's only a dozen days of work to come and go, and it's not a few years of not seeing. Seeing this posture, Mu Hanyan felt embarrassed, and hurriedly got up, wanting to help up the old patriarch kneeling in front of him.

But as soon as she stretched out her hand, Mu Hanyan found that she seemed to be mistaken, and everyone's eyes looked at the dilapidated oxcart behind her.

Mu Hanyan turned his head, and the whole person was stunned.

Sikong Qinglan didn't know when he changed into his shiny priestly robe again, holding a crutch that was more than a person tall and crooked, black and like an old tree root, and his body stood straight, with a kind of kindness, compassion, and even a little sadness, but without losing his majestic gaze swept the crowd that knelt down.

The golden afterglow fell on him, casting a mysterious and holy aura over him.

In an instant, even Mu Hanyan's heart felt a little fascinated, and the people of the Mu clan led by Mu Chenglin were even more excited and trembling all over.

"The light of God shines on the earth, giving peace to all beings! Sikong Qinglan looked at the endless sky from afar, and his voice also became low and slightly hoarse, full of magnetism, as if there was a kind of demagogic magic.

Mu Chenglin and the others fell to the ground, their faces flushed with excitement, but tears flashed in their eyes, and some people couldn't help crying.

Stick, this is the real stick!

Only then did Miss Mu know that she had thought wrongly, seeing Ye Yi'an's transcendent and out-of-this-world appearance, she thought that he was more like a divine stick than the priests of the temple, but now she realized that she actually underestimated the magic stick skills of the priests.