"Excuse me, I know you don't agree with me becoming the main priest, but I promise you that as a member of the Flower Rain Temple, I will never watch the Temple decline like this, and one day, I will lead the Flower Rain Temple to glory again. Mu Hanyan said calmly, but his face was full of confidence.

Originally, I thought that Mu Hanyan would be a little panicked when she had just passed the assessment and ascended to the throne of the main priest, but her performance was completely unexpected by everyone. Listening to her calm words, looking at her confident and calm expression, everyone had the illusion that the previous Lord Priest had returned to the front again.

Even in the last few years of his life, the last chief priest rarely showed such confidence and calmness on his face in the face of the declining temple, and more of a tired state of worry.

Is it really self-confidence, or is it fearlessness for the ignorant? Looking at Mu Hanyan, everyone was a little unable to see the reality clearly.

Mu Hanyan smiled slightly and turned away.

She also saw that everyone was still a little reluctant, and she didn't expect to be convinced by this sentence, but she was absolutely confident in the sentence just now.

After spending a whole afternoon in the main priest's temple on the second floor, she looked through the cultivation experience left by the previous chief priests, and she felt a lot.

After all, the Flower Rain Temple is one of the oldest temples in the Continent of Gods, and the main priests of the past dynasties have been passed down from generation to generation, even if their strength is not too strong, but their vision is far stronger than that of ordinary priests, and their experience of priest cultivation is not comparable to ordinary people.

Although because of the different laws, the cultivation method of the priest is very different from the cultivation of the sword, but if you follow the perception of those predecessors, you will find that in fact, the two are in the same vein, and they have the same path.

Mu Hanyan had previously used the Tianxin Technique to fuse the strength of the sword path and the aura of the priest into one, and his strength was greatly improved, coupled with the refining of the Xuanhuang Qi, as well as the experience and understanding left by these main priests, he was confident that he would be able to get twice the result with half the effort when he cultivated.

The strong are respected, whether in the Holy Court Continent or the God Continent, it is an unbreakable truth. Mu Hanyan also believed that as long as he had strong enough strength, it would definitely not be difficult to lead the Flower Rain Temple back to glory.

"Have you forgotten something?" Behind him, Ling Baobao's pitiful voice suddenly sounded.

Mu Hanyan then remembered that he was interrupted by Long Wudang and others in the morning, and Ling Baobao hadn't had time to baptize the gods.

Sikong Qinglan hurriedly led Ling Baobao to the main hall, and once again danced the great god.

With Mu Hanyan Zhuyu in front of him, and seeing Ling Baobao's violent and heroic posture of the tyrannical dragon and his followers before, everyone also had some expectations.

However, the final result was a big disappointment, although he successfully passed the baptism, but the final strength assessment was only a first-order god priest.

Mu Hanyan didn't feel anything disappointed, Ling Baobao was originally able to learn everything, but he was not good at anything, it would be strange if he could have a good priest strength as soon as he passed the baptism.

Ling Baobao himself was not disappointed, he smiled unusually brightly, obviously very satisfied with his talent, and turned his head and happily gnawed on the jerky.

For this kind of foodie who eats and waits for death, Mu Hanyan is also helpless.

In the next few days, Mu Hanyan began to concentrate on cultivation.

Although the experience of the previous chief priests is endless, her priestly foundation is still a little short, so she spends most of her time in the library to practice the most basic priestly arts. What made Mu Hanyan happy was that in addition to the cultivation of various laws and divine arts, there were also various cultivation methods of various strange arts such as the Formation Dharma Dan Dao and Sealing Alchemy in this library hall, among which from time to time you could also see the annotations and insights left by the previous chief priest, which made it easier for her to comprehend.

"Well, it still doesn't work. In the evening, Mu Hanyan left the library hall, and when he passed the central hall, he heard the sigh of Sikong Qinglan.

"If you can't repair the formation, I'm afraid you won't even be able to keep the farmland behind the city. Shen Yuhe said worriedly.

Mu Hanyan only discovered yesterday that there was still the last piece of farmland behind Huayu City, and the dozens of families and priests left in the city barely filled their stomachs by relying on that farmland and the occasional little herbs grown from several barren mountains around them.

However, the formation enchantment of the temple has been in disrepair for a long time, and even the temple is about to be unable to support it, and it is only a matter of time before that farmland is abandoned.

"If that doesn't work, I'll go and ask the priest again. An Xiaxin seemed to have mustered up a lot of courage to make up such a determination.

Shenyuhe and Sikong Qinglan were silent, obviously hesitating about something.

"Can I help?" Mu Hanyan walked into the main hall and asked.

"Forget it, you better concentrate on cultivation, we will go to Tianyang City in a few days, the god sacrifice ceremony is the right thing, your top priority now is to improve your strength as much as possible, don't be distracted by these things." An Xiaxin shook her head and said.

Although they guessed that Mu Hanyan's strength should be higher than the three of them, but which of the major temple priests who can participate in the god sacrifice ceremony is not a century-old cultivator, and when the time comes, it will be difficult for Mu Hanyan to take advantage of the slightest advantage, and they dare not be careless.

Although Mu Hanyan was confident, she was not blindly arrogant, and when she said this, she didn't insist, but looked at the formation. These days, while she was cultivating the Priest Divine Technique, she also tried to ponder the Divine Temple's Formation Technique.

The formation in front of her was obviously many times more complicated and cumbersome than the formation she had seen from the library hall, and for a while, it was difficult for her to understand the formation, let alone repair it.

"This formation has been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years, and the method of arranging the formation has long been lost, and its subtlety and subtlety are difficult for us to comprehend. Although she didn't want to be distracted by Mu Hanyan, seeing her stop and watch, Sikong Qinglan still explained.

"If you want to fix it, probably only Wen Gaoren can do it. An Xiaxin said.

"Wen Gaoren?" Mu Hanyan subconsciously repeated.

"Wen Gaoren is the priest of the Lingyu Temple, the Lingyu Temple has been famous for its formations since ancient times, and Wen Gaoren is the leading formation master of the Lingyu Temple, but his human temperament is arrogant, and he has not served the Lingyu Temple much over the years, just a name. An Xiaxin explained.

Just like Ye Yi'an, many priests with good family backgrounds are named in the temple, but they do not serve in the temple, and if there is a better choice, they can even switch to other temples. Originally, the Flower Rain Temple didn't stop at these twenty or so priests, but seeing that the temple was declining, many people turned to other places.