"The new chief priest of the Huayu Temple, Mu Hanyan, has seen Master Wen." Mu Hanyan stepped forward and said neither humble nor arrogant.

"You are the new chief priest, fooling around, fooling around. As the chief priest, you don't lead by example. You accompany your subordinates to laugh and play so much. You still use the cheapest martial arts! Priest An, this is your chosen chief priest. !" Because Mu Hanyan was not wearing the sacrificial robe of the chief priest, Wen Gaoren was slightly startled when she heard her self-reported identity, and then shouted angrily.

Mu Hanyan frowned. It's up to you to practice martial arts between me and my subordinates. Is it necessary for you to blame? Besides, which one of your eyes can tell that this is the cheapest martial art, this is called the Eight Desolate Gods, Divine Art!

Although Miss Mu always thinks that she has a good temper, in fact, the temper of An Yun No.1 Dan is not as good as she imagined. Seeing this old man came and screamed, Mu Hanyan I couldn't help but want to get angry, but after thinking about it and asking for help, I still endured it.

"Priest An, originally, I had promised you to help you repair the formation to tide over the difficulties. How can I say that the Huayu Temple is also one of the oldest temples in our continent of Gods. I don't want to watch it decline like this. "Ignoring Mu Hanyan again, Wen Gaoren said to An Xiaxin with a lot of emotion, and said to An Xiaxin with a heartache. When he said that, the conversation suddenly changed and said, "But look at you choosing this priest, I really Worry, even if I help you repair the formation to survive the crisis, with such a chief priest, how many days can you support it?"

These words were extremely rude, not only Mu Hanyan, but the expressions of the priests around him changed.

Mu Hanyan squinted slightly, this "superior", the one who came is not good. But Mu Hanyan was not surprised at all. He had heard something about this man before, but now that he heard these words, Mu Hanyan didn't feel strange at all.

"Master Wen, you have promised me before..." An Xiaxin's face also changed slightly, and he said to Wen Gaoren, but he interrupted before finishing the words.

"Priest Ann, I did promise you before to help you repair the formation to tide over the difficulties, but when I came to the Temple of Flower Rain, I found out that your new chief priest is still too young to be proper and difficult to be a big responsibility. . I’m afraid that even if I help you fix the formation and continue to behave like her, this Huayu Temple will not last long.” Wen Gaoren said with regret.

"Master Wen, are you going to regret it?" An Xiaxin's face became more ugly, and said disappointedly.

"It's not repentance, but..." Wen Gaoren stroked his long beard and gave Mu Hanyan a meaningful look.

"Master Wen, just say what you have." Mu Hanyan said calmly. She wanted to see. The old man gesticulated for a while, pretending to be deep, what he wanted to do.

"If this is the case, let me make it clear. Master Mu can get the unanimous approval of Master An, Master Shen, and Master Sikong, and be elected as the chief priest. Presumably, the aptitude and strength are good, but after all, she is still a little younger and needs more training. Ah, and taking the post of chief priest too early is inevitably distracted, and it is not a good thing for your future.

Or, let me work harder and help you take the post of chief priest temporarily. When you are older and more mature, I will return the position of chief priest to you. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds? "Wen Gaoren said with a deep face, as if it was so embarrassing to help Mu Hanyan as the chief priest temporarily.

"What!" The priests of Huayu Temple exclaimed, and there was a bit of hostility in their eyes looking at Wen Gaoren.

Although Mu Hanyan pushed in and snatched the position of chief priest from An Xiaxin, Shen Yuhe and Sikong Qinglan, each of whom was a follower of several high priests, they were more or less reluctant, but getting along After a while, they gradually accepted the fact that Mu Hanyan was the priest of the Huayu Temple after all, and the position of the chief priest was not counted as falling into the hands of outsiders.

But Wen Gaoren said they were all outsiders, and had nothing to do with their Huayu Temple, how could everyone be willing to let the position of chief priest fall into his hands.

Mu Hanyan didn't expect that this old man should be so straightforward. She had heard that Sikong Qinglan went to the Shangfeng City Temple last time and asked the other party to help repair the formation. Chu Yanghe also implicitly made similar demands. Not only him, but also An Xiaxin and Shen Yuhe asked other temples for help. The other side also made similar requests euphemistically, but they all took care of face and wouldn't speak too straightforwardly.

And this Wen Gaoren didn't conceal it at all, and he was comparable to that nasty Young Master Long Yang, but he didn't do anything like that.

"My lord also thinks about you. With the strength of the master of the first formation of the Lord Lingyu Temple, coupled with the popular hope, not only can help you repair the formation, but also help you to increase the reputation of the Flower Rain Temple, and it will surely get out of the trouble overnight , Why not do it?" Wen Gaoren's entourage said earnestly and persuaded that he was also a priest in dress, but his strength was not high, only a fifth-order **** priest.

This is not surprising. Focusing on the formation method will inevitably lead to lack of cultivation. Even Wen Gaoren himself is no more than a priest of the ninth-order god, not to mention his followers.

"Don't you think that my adults want to take advantage of you. If it is other temples, it will be enough. The Huayu Temple has fallen to the present level. Whoever becomes the chief priest is hard work. My adults are willing to suffer for you. You should I feel honored."

"Yes, I don’t know how many temples have invited my adults to join in these years, and promised all kinds of benefits. Even the priesthood was given away. My adults were not tempted. This time I took the initiative to propose it all for your good. It's time to be content." Another entourage said arrogantly.

I don't know why, when he heard this, Mu Hanyan remembered Qu Shanling's two precious apprentices who were always paying hundreds of thousands of taels of silver. An expert is an expert, even a disciple can speak like everyone.

Being so touted by the followers, Wen Gaoren unknowingly became a little buoyant, gently stroked his beard and smiled, and even more a bit of honor and disgrace, detached from the world.

"Master Wen, doesn't it mean that the position of the chief priest can be granted? Please consider it again." An Xiaxin said with restraint of anger.

Obviously, she changed her mind as soon as she arrived in Huayu City, and she also made such a rude request, which made her a little unable to get off the stage, and it felt like she was working with an outsider to seize the position of the chief priest.

Although it was her idea to recommend Mu Hanyan as the main sacrifice, she insisted on it at the beginning, and no one would think that way, but she herself was uneasy.