It was precisely for this reason that the priests in the Huayu Temple became more and more admired for Mu Hanyan, and they felt less and less resistant to her taking the position of the chief priest.

"Come on, let's discuss it." Mu Hanyan said enthusiastically.

Actual combat is the best shortcut to improve the most power. Although she disagrees with Ling Baobao's trick of deceiving and deceiving the magic stick, Mu Hanyan deeply agrees with this sentence, so she will accompany everyone to discuss it when she is free.

This is also because the priests were too weak and deceptive when Long Wudang came to make trouble last time. It seems that with the decline of the Huayu Temple, their will was also consumed and become depressed.

As the chief priest, Mu Hanyan didn't want all his priests to be a bunch of soft-footed shrimps.

The faces of all the priests changed slightly, and they all took a step back.

As a priest, no matter which temple you are in, it is a great honor to be able to compete with the master priest, and it is also of great benefit to the improvement of strength, and the Huayu Temple is naturally no exception. But whether it is honor or strength improvement, no matter who is beaten and bruised at every turn, it is inevitable that there will be lingering fears.

This master priest is not only cruel to others, but even more cruel to his own people.

Of course, they also know that the priest is for their own good, and they can feel their actual combat experience and even the improvement of combat power, but anyway, the feeling of being beaten is uncomfortable.

Seeing them look frightened and frightened, Mu Hanyan was a little helpless, and couldn't help thinking, if Huayu and Zimei were there, it would be good if they were there, so she didn't need to worry about such things.

As the saying goes, those who are near Zhu are red and those who are black are black, even the obedient girls like Han Yuner will become violent little witches if they come into contact with them too much, not to mention these priests who are just right bloody.

I don't know if they are okay, is there any accident? Looking at the distant sky, a trace of concern flashed in Mu Hanyan's heart, but soon, he hid this concern in his heart, and now the first thing is to improve his strength, otherwise worrying is nothing more than worrying.

"Shen Yuhe, let's come." Mu Hanyan waved at Shen Yuhe

"Sister Hanyan, no, it's me again?" Shen Yuhe looked miserable.

Getting along for a long time, to be precise, after being abused for a long time, the two have become more and more familiar. Anyway, there are just a few people in the Huayu Temple, and often they are not commensurate with the priesthood, but they are as kind and casual as friends.

"It's just that you are the strongest, not who else can you be, so hurry up, or I will do it first," Mu Hanyan said.

"Well, then you have to be careful, I have grown a lot in the past two days, and I was injured in a while, don't say I committed the following." Shen Yuhe said eagerly.

This is also where Mu Hanyan admires her most. She is indomitable and defeated, letting you abuse me thousands of times, and I will treat you as before. As long as the swelling disappears, when it comes to learning from each other, the fighting spirit is high.

With Shen Yuhe's soft drink, the two figures walked towards each other, and the muffled sound of fists and palms intersected in his ears.

Seeing the graceful and swift postures and exquisite combat skills of the two, the priests couldn't help but feel refreshed again.

"Come on, Master Chief."

"Your Excellency Right Priest, come on." Gradually, we got along a lot more, and everyone saw that Mu Hanyan had no arrogance and got along like friends. While watching the battle, some people cheered loudly for the two.

"Hey", although Shen Yuhe did grow a lot and did his best, but how could he compare to Mu Hanyan's perception of the Eight Desolate Gods? A flaw was revealed and he was shot and flew out by Mu Hanyan.

Fortunately, this time Mu Hanyan showed mercy to the right priest, and slapped her on the shoulder instead of on the face, otherwise she would be embarrassed to go out for a few more days.

Seeing the master priest and the right priest's superb combat skills again, applause broke out all around.

"How to become a body, an adult body, a dignified temple priest, who actually used this untouchable skill to fight for fun, the Flower Rain Temple is also one of the oldest temples in the continent of my gods, has it fallen into such a field?" At that time, a discordant voice sounded.

The applause and cheers stopped abruptly, and everyone looked angrily in the direction where the sound sounded. Although the Huayu Temple is gradually declining, it is not the turn of outsiders to comment. Besides, they have already felt the power of the combat skills taught by the master priest during this period of time. What kind of untouchable skills are they? Everyone felt insulted.

On the long depressed street, five or six young priests came to the temple with a gray-haired old priest. As they walked, the old priest still sighed again and again: "I haven't seen it in a few years, Huayu City has declined. In this way, as a priest of the temple, he did not practice well to revive the power of the temple, and he even used the skills of the untouchables to fight for fun. I don’t know what to say!"

The priests were even more annoyed when they heard the unabashed accusations from the old priest.

"Don’t be offended by Master Wen. Since the death of Master Sacrifice, our Huayu Temple has become worse every day, and our training resources are even more limited. The priests’ training has also reached a bottleneck. The practice of martial arts can also improve some strength. After reaching the tenth-order **** priest, I will practice some preparations." Just when the young priest was about to get angry, a cold-faced priestess quickly stepped forward and explained that it was An Xiaxin.

"Left Priest, you are back." Seeing An Xiaxin, everyone didn't care about getting angry and hurried forward to greet them.

"This is the first master of Lingyu Temple, Master Wen Gao Renwen, everyone come to see Master Wen." An Xiaxin said to everyone.

"The younger generation visit Master Wen." It turns out that this is Wen Gaoren, the first master of the Lingyu Temple. An Xiaxin finally invited him back, knowing that he has to count on him if he wants to repair the formation. How dare everyone show the least bit of nonsense. Yue, let alone daring not to be a little negligent, and came forward to salute.

"Forget the ceremony, your newly elected chief priest, let her come out to see me." Seeing that their attitude is still respectful, Wen Gaoren didn't babble any more, but said with his head high and arrogant.

But arrogance returns to arrogance. Seeing that his face is as clear as snow, and his clothes are walking in the wind but his feet are not dusty, he is as famous as his name, and he looks like a man.

Coupled with the fact that five or six entourages shouted and hugged each other, it was so imposing that people did not dare to look down upon it.

"Pretend X, magic stick!" Seeing Wen Gaoren's arrogant look, Ling Baobao muttered.

Mu Hanyan smiled slightly, let alone, this old man's posture really resembles a god-stick, even a bit more aggressive than an old god-stick like Qu Shanling.

However, the Spirit Jade Temple is also recognized as the world famous for its formations, and Wen Gaoren is recognized as the first formation master of the Spirit Jade Temple. Mu Hanyan does not dare to underestimate him.