The sky was slightly bright, and Mu Hanyan left Huayu City with Gao Weihu.

The streets of the city were empty, and all the priests and people poured out of the city to see off Mu Hanyan.

Tears welled up in everyone's eyes and they choked in low voices. In between, the vast majority of them had no fixed place to live, and even their ancestors had wandered in the wasteland for generations, until they came to Flower Rain City, they finally had a place to live, and they no longer had to suffer from the wind and frost for generations.

An Xiaxin and the other priests also burst into tears, if it weren't for Mu Hanyan, let alone Huayu City, I'm afraid even the Huayu Temple would have become a ruin, and the gratitude and reluctance in their hearts can be imagined.

Among all the people, the one who cried the most miserable was Long Wudang, I saw him holding Gao Weihu's hand tightly, tears like rain and crying silently, crying so much that he was almost heartbroken.

Long Wudang's true feelings were revealed, and even Gao Weihu, a big man full of meat, was moved, not to mention others. Seeing Long Wudang so brotherly, even An Xiaxin and the others wiped their tears.

"There is no banquet in the world, you don't have to be too sad, besides, it's not like we won't come back. Gao Weihu patted him on the shoulder and said comfortingly.

"I'm not sad, I'm envious, you can finally get out of the sea of suffering, when will it be my turn. Long Wudang said with a twitch of his shoulders.

"Uh......" An Xiaxin and the others stopped wiping their tears at the same time, and a few black lines stood up on their foreheads.

"What are you talking about?" Behind him, a gluttonous and sympathetic voice suddenly sounded, and then, I saw a face full of horizontal meat appear in front of me, with a kind smile on his face.

"No, nothing was said. Long Wudang squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying.

"It seems that the tempering is not enough, the heart is too bad, and it is not a parting of life and death, so I cry like this. But it doesn't matter, Weihu is gone, and I will put all my heart and soul into you. Gluttony patted Long Wudang's shoulder and said earnestly.

"Don't......" Long Wudang let out a ghostly cry wolf-like howl, rolled his eyes and fainted to the ground.

Mu Hanyan and the others smiled, and the sorrow of parting was also diluted a lot.

"Let's go, take care!" Mu Hanyan waved at An Xiaxin and the others, as well as some people, and stepped into the carriage.

"Take care, Lord Priest!" all the priests and all the people under the city bowed down to the ground and cried out like thunder.

The carriage sped out, bathed in the morning light, and drove towards the vast wasteland.

Just when Mu Hanyan and the two left the Huayu Temple, the Temple of Life, Guan Xiujin was in a hurry.

"Lord Priest, I don't know the whereabouts of Zhao Xinghong's lost storage bracelet? If I can't find those colorful soul beads again, I'm afraid my Life Temple will not be able to support it." An old man with silver hair said in a strange way.

"Lord Yang, don't worry, I'm thinking of a way, and I should have eyebrows soon. Guan Xiujin said with a dry laugh.

"Of course you're not in a hurry, but we're in a hurry, you don't know our situation, it's not far from the deadline, I was expecting to break through the Divine Soul Priest after this hunting trial to continue the thousand-year-old lifespan, who knew that you actually lost the storage bracelet, it was 200,000 colorful soul beads, and you lost it." Another old man leaned heavily on his crutches and said with a look of resentment.

"I didn't lose it. Guan Xiujin explained with a smile.

"Didn't you lose it? As the master of a temple, you don't even have this responsibility, who up and down the temple of life doesn't listen to your orders, and if this kind of happens, you are embarrassed to shirk your responsibility, and your main sacrifice over the years should be a dog!" the old man scolded mercilessly.

"Adults are angry, adults are angry, aren't I trying to figure out a way?" Guan Xiujin's face turned red and white for a while, and he continued to say with a dry smile.

These two old men, one named Yang Wensheng and the other named Qiu Yongcheng, were the last prayer priest and requiem priest of the Temple of Life, and they had already handed over their priesthood to concentrate on cultivation hundreds of years ago. Although the positions of the two are under Guan Xiujin even today, the seniority is there, and Guan Xiujin can only regard himself as a junior in front of the two.

It was precisely because of their seniority that the two of them received a lot more money and cultivation resources from the Temple of Life than Guan Xiujin.

Although Zhao Xinghong's storage bracelet was lost, this time the hunting particles in Heimu Prison were not harvested, but there was still a little bit of family background, and it should not be a problem to cope with it for another year, if it was saved a little, it would barely be able to cope with it in three or five years, who knew that at this time, these two old guys couldn't wait to get out of the customs.

The two of them have been in retreat for more than ten years, and they have never received cultivation resources, and the first thing they do when they get out of the customs is to reach out and ask for the colorful soul beads.

If it was someone else, Guan Xiujin could still prevaricate, but these two people were too senior and too old, even if they relied on the old man to scold Guan Xiujin so bloody, he could only accompany the smiling face.

Seeing that Guan Xiujin was scolded by Yang Qiu and the others, several priests next to him also looked embarrassed, these people were Jiang Ruchu, the left priest of the Temple of Life, and Gao Pengcheng, the first priest of the punishment, and others, this Gao Pengcheng is the father of Gao Weihu and Gao Weilong.

Of course, their status in the Temple of Life is not low, but in the face of the reprimand of Yang Qiu and the others, even Guan Xiujin can only endure it, and of course they don't have much to say.

"I heard that you already have some eyebrows?" Seeing Guan Xiujin's respectful attitude, Qiu Yongcheng's anger became a little less, and his nostrils turned to the sky and asked.

"If we didn't guess wrong, most of Zhao Xinghong's lost storage bracelets were in Mu Hanyan's hands. Guan Xiujin said.

"Mu Hanyan?" Yang Wensheng and Qiu Yongcheng showed a blank look, they had been in retreat for many years, how had they heard of Mu Hanyan's name.

"Mu Hanyan is the chief priest of the Flower Rain Temple, and she has a ...... with Zhao Xinghong" Guan Xiujin introduced Mu Hanyan's identity and origin, and by the way, she also talked about the grievances between her and the Zhao family.

"Since you guessed that the batch of colorful soul beads is on her body, why don't you let her hand it over?" After listening to Guan Xiujin's words, Qiu Yongcheng asked.

The girl was stubborn and refused to admit that Kong Ren and Master Kong had tried to find it, but instead of finding the storage bracelet, she was disgraced and disgraced. Guan Xiujin smiled bitterly, and told Kong Renhe about eating in Mu Hanyan's hands again.

Yang Qiu and the others were taken aback in their hearts, although the two of them had not been out of the customs for ten years, they still had some understanding of Kong Renhe's strength and methods, but they didn't expect that even he had no way to take Mu Hanyan, and she was disgraced.