"Gu Yizhang, the patriarch of the Gu clan in the old Gu Ning Village, meet the priests. The old clan trembled and stepped forward to salute.

"The old patriarch doesn't have to be polite. Mu Hanyan picked up the old man and handed him a healing pill.

Relying on the little low-grade medicinal herbs saved in Huayu City, as well as the friendship contributions of Long Wudang and Ou Mingming, she tried to refine some low-grade pills.

"Thank you for your reward, and I thank you on behalf of the 723 people of Guning Village for saving your life. The old patriarch said with tears in his eyes.

Although this elixir is low-grade in Mu Hanyan's opinion, it can't be lower-grade, but for ordinary people, being able to get the chief priest to reward the elixir is a blessing that can be cultivated after burning incense for several lifetimes.

"The old patriarch said seriously, as priests of the temple, it is our duty to protect the safety of our people and spread the blessings of God. Mu Hanyan said awe-inspiringly.

No matter how you say it, it is also the chief priest, of course, at this time, you have to maintain the demeanor that a clergy should have, but when she said this, Mu Hanyan felt a little weird, how could she look more and more like a god.

"Your Excellency is merciful, my Gu clan in Guning Village will always remember the kindness of your lord, and dare to ask which temple your lord is from. The old patriarch was in awe.

"Your Excellency is the chief priest of the Flower Rain Temple. Sikong Qinglan said proudly.

"It turned out to be the Lord Priest, and the untouchables visited the Lord Lord of the Priest. The villagers of Guning Village didn't have much knowledge, and they weren't as sharp-eyed as Chen Xuefeng, and they hadn't seen the main sacrifice symbol on Mu Hanyan's sacrificial robe before, but they were taken aback when they heard this, and they knelt down again.

"No need to be polite, get up, get up. Mu Hanyan could only help the old patriarch again.

Although he does not agree with the belief in the gods of the continent, which is a bit fanatical or even ignorant, Mu Hanyan also knows that this is the best way for the temple to maintain its rule, such a vast continent, there are only less than a hundred temples to rule, and the people's lives are so difficult, if there is no such faith, it would have been a mess long ago.

Following the customs of the locals, she gradually became accustomed to the worship of the common people.

"It's not early, if the Lord Priest doesn't dislike the simplicity of my Guning Village, can I stay in the village for a while tonight?"

For villagers like them, who have lived in remote wastelands for a long time, the chief priest in front of them is a god-like existence, and if she can stay in the village for one night, it will be the glory of the entire Gu clan, and future generations will be proud of it.

"Well-intentioned, we still have some urgent matters, and if we have the opportunity to bother them in the future. Mu Hanyan knew what the old patriarch was looking forward to, but he could only refuse.

In addition to the strange martial arts book in the cave that Chen Xuefeng said, I don't know if there are other things, this kind of opportunity to make a windfall, Miss Mu doesn't want to miss it, and she is even more afraid of long nights and dreams, no way, it's really too poor.

"Well, since the adults are still in a hurry, I won't keep it. The old patriarch said regretfully.

"Your village is a little too far away from the main city of the temple, and it is not safe in the end, if you want, you can move to Huayu City. Mu Hanyan was about to leave, but when he looked at the dilapidated village, he sighed in his heart and said to the old patriarch.

Looking at the situation in this village, life is really not good, even if you don't encounter the blood wind thieves today, sooner or later one day it will be washed away by other blood, anyway, Huayu City is recruiting people to move in, it is better to help them, compared to those who are used to being unfettered homeless, this kind of simple villagers are much easier to manage.

"My lord, what you said is true?" the old patriarch looked at Mu Hanyan in surprise. Of course, they also knew how different it was to be a citizen of the main city of the temple and to be in a village far from the main city.

"You take my letter to the left priest of the Flower Rain Temple, and she will arrange it for you. Mu Hanyan didn't explain too much, and wrote a short letter and handed it to him.

"Thank you, Lord Priest, for your great grace. The old patriarch was so excited that he burst into tears, and once again led his clan to kneel and worship.

Mu Hanyan was a little helpless, so he could only pick him up again.

"I don't know how to repay the kindness of the Lord Priest, I leave a treasure on my ancestors, I want to offer it to the Lord, I hope the Lord will not refuse. The old patriarch took out a piece of cloth wrapped in a cloth towel from his close-fitting coat pocket, and said uneasily while opening it carefully.

Although this treasure has been passed down from generation to generation and is extremely precious in his opinion, he also knows that the identity of the chief priest is not comparable to himself, and he looks at an amazing treasure that may be worthless in the eyes of others, for fear of being laughed at.

In fact, Mu Hanyan really didn't take his so-called treasures to heart, but seeing his sincere and frightened appearance, it was not good to hurt his self-esteem, so he didn't directly refuse.

However, when the old patriarch opened the cloth towel layer by layer, Mu Hanyan was stunned all of a sudden, and next to him, Ling Baobao's eyes were even more round. Then, a small star flashed in both of their eyes at the same time.

The armillary stone turned out to be another armillary stone.

The last time he returned from the Fengcheng Temple, Mu Hanyan kindly helped a group of displaced people, and he got a Hun Tian Stone from the hands of the Han led by him, and it was precisely by relying on that Hun Tian Stone that Mu Hanyan broke through the prohibition of the law, and Xiu Wei briefly recovered to the peak of the Great Sword Master, killing Kang Qingyuan who was following in one fell swoop.

On the way back, she and Ling Baobao rummaged through the waste stone they bought from Dahan several times, but they couldn't find the second armillary stone, which was regretted for a long time, but they didn't expect to find another one in Guning Village.

"I also know that this kind of meteorite is unsightly for adults, but I really can't take out anything decent in Guning Village, so I can only talk about respect, and I hope that adults will not dislike it. Seeing Mu Hanyan's stunned appearance, the old patriarch thought that the things he took out were too cheap, so cheap that the chief priest was stunned, and his old face turned red with shame.

"The old patriarch is too modest, this meteorite happens to be of some use to me, since it is the intention of the Gu clan, I will accept it. Mu Hanyan held back the excitement in his heart and took the meteorite in the hands of the old patriarch.

What are you kidding, I hate such a baby, and my brain is almost in water.

However, for fear that the old patriarch would be suspicious and guess the value of the Heavenly Stone, Mu Hanyan still pretended to be calm. She wasn't afraid that the other party would have any bad intentions, in fact, even if she really had bad intentions, she wouldn't be able to threaten her, but she was afraid that the old patriarch would look around after guessing the value of the Heavenly Stone, and it would bring them the disaster of extermination.

Not everyone is qualified to have it.

Besides, she still doesn't know if anyone knows about the special use of the armillary stone in the Continent of Gods, and whether anyone will deduce her origin from this, so it's better to be careful.