"Can't let her go, if we let her become a priest, we won't have the chance to see the peak around the corner!" Kang Qingyuan said decisively.

"What on earth did Jianfeng have that day?" Kang Zihe asked curiously.

From the beginning to the end, Kang Qingyuan played with Rijianfeng’s idea. It was also for this purpose to deal with the dead girl of the Mu family. Revenge for him was second, so he became more and more curious about the secrets of Rijianfeng. .

"Don't ask more about this. You only need to know one thing. Rijianfeng is related to the life and death of our Kang family. We must not let it fall into the hands of the Mu family." Kang Qingyuan said solemnly.

"Oh." Looking at his grandfather's appearance, he obviously didn't want to let himself know the secrets. Although he was still full of curiosity, Kang Zihe didn't dare to ask any more questions.

"Okay, I'm a little tired. You should step back first and send my order. These days, I will retreat for a period of time. If there is no order from me, no one can disturb." Kang Qingyuan ordered.

"Yes, my grandfather." Kang Zihe stepped out respectfully.

Waiting for him to leave the study, Kang Qingyuan played a hand trick to form a few barriers, and then flew out from the window, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.

...

In the carriage, Mu Hanyan, who was concentrating on the formation, suddenly opened his eyes.

"What's the matter?" Ye Yi'an had already finished her cultivation, and was looking at her lovingly, and asked with her slightly condensed eyes.

"Nothing." Mu Hanyan exhaled.

Just now, just as she gathered her mind and deduced the formation in her mind over and over again, there was a sudden strong anxiety in her heart. That kind of feeling is as if he had been in the Longyan Mountain Range in his previous life, being stared at by a cruel beast hidden in the dark.

Mu Hanyan had never doubted his instincts, and this time was no exception. If she didn't guess wrong, someone was following them behind her, and she could even vaguely perceive that trace of murderous intent.

who can that be? Except for Kang Qingyuan, Mu Hanyan couldn't think of other possibilities.

In order to conceal his identity, Ye Yi'an has been living in a simple way for thousands of years, and there must be no enemies. Sikong Qinglan is as shy as a little girl at every turn, and should not easily grudge against others. Mutu is no more than an ordinary villager. If there is really any powerful enemy, I am afraid he would have died hundreds of times earlier. As for Ling Baobao, The people with the deepest hatred against him are the villagers of Mujia Village, and it is naturally impossible for them to follow him.

So guessing, this person was probably for her, and she had just arrived in the continent of Gods, and she hadn't offended anyone. Those who had the festival were also the priests of Fengcheng Temple.

With Chu Yanghe's status, even if he is dissatisfied with her rejection, he should not have any murderous intentions. Wen Rongsong and Liang Cooper have no grievances with her at all. They only have grudges with her after being bewitched by Kang Qingyuan. After Chu Yanghe's reprimand, I must not dare to branch out, except for Kang Qingyuan, Mu Hanyan can't think of anyone else.

Thinking of this, Mu Hanyan couldn't help but feel a little worried. Ye Yi'an is too old, and his strength is definitely not as good as before. Sikong Qinglan's strength does not seem to be strong either. If Kang Qingyuan were to act in this wilderness, they would really not have the strength to protect themselves.

But worries belonged to worries, and Mu Hanyan didn't want Ye Yi'an to be frightened any more, so she didn't tell the matter.

There was a sudden noise outside, and the carriage made a light crunch and stopped.

"What's wrong?" Ye Yi'an asked.

"For the Lord, there is a group of refugees blocking the way." Mutu buzzed from outside.

"Oh?" Ye Yi'an opened the curtain.

The cold wind swished in, sweeping across the face like a knife.

Hundreds of people lined up to meet each other. The leading man was stopping in front of the carriage, begging for something to Mu Tu. Mu Tu's face showed pity, but did not speak, but turned his head from time to time. Ye Yian several people.

"Meet the priest, and worship the priest." Seeing Ye Yi'an's ninth-order **** priest's sacrificial robe, the big man's eyes lit up, and he quickly bowed to the ground, and the people behind him also fell down.

"Get up, who are you, why are you blocking our way?" Ye Yi'an waved his hand and said.

At this time, the old man's face was kind, and coupled with that neat and tidy sacrificial robe, his whole body was sprinkled with the brilliance of the **** stick.

"My lord, we, the people of Xingping City, lived in the wasteland thousands of years ago, and have been home from all over the world. We were blessed by God a few days ago and found a lot of gold from the sky. We wanted to go to Tianfeng City for some food. Unexpectedly, when I met an adult on the road, I wanted to sell these heavenly meteorite gold to the adults at a cheap price. It is also our heart." The big man said respectfully.

"Gold from the sky!" Mu Hanyan jumped out of the carriage with a move.

She has been comprehending the God-Gathering Formation for the past few days. Although she has not fully understood it, she is confident that as long as she has enough meteorite, she can barely deploy the God-Gathering Formation, although it is not comparable to the one in Fengcheng Temple. The formation is so mysterious, but as long as it can stimulate the power of the law, it should also have some power.

Mu Hanyan was secretly worried about Kang Qingyuan who was trailing behind her, and she was naturally surprised when someone sold meteorite.

"My lord, please have a look." Seeing Mu Hanyan, the big man seemed to be a little moved, and he was delighted. He pulled away the cow wool felt on the bullock cart behind him. A pile of various stones also appeared on Mu Hanyan's. Right now.

"Master Hanyan!" Seeing Mu Hanyan's heartbeat, Mu Tu shouted anxiously, winking desperately at her.

Needless to say, Mu Hanyan also knew what he was nervous about.

These so-called meteorite golds are of a complete variety, but the qi fluctuations in them are extremely weak. If Mu Hanyan didn't guess wrong, this is probably the leftover material of the formation after a certain formation was abandoned. If there is no constant blessing, most of the formations in this world will become weaker and weaker as the power of the meteorite fades, and finally scrapped, even those ancient ruins are no exception.

Of course, this may also be a waste stone after the failure of sword-making or alchemy.

In short, no matter what it is, these discarded meteorite golds are useless. Mu Hanyan was greatly disappointed. It was obviously impossible to rely on these meteorite gold formations to deal with Kang Qingyuan who was trailing behind him.

"My lord, these meteorite golds are actually not useless. If they are used well, they are still somewhat useful." Seeing Mu Hanyan's expression, the big man knew that she had seen through the details and never lost the previous one. Excited, said comfortably.