"The elder Gu Yizhang, the chief of the Gu clan in Guning Village, pay homage to the priests." The old clan walked forward and saluted tremblingly.

"The old patriarch does not need to be polite." Mu Hanyan helped the old man and handed him a healing pill.

Relying on the low-level medicinal herbs preserved in Huayu City, as well as the friendship contributions of Long Wudang and Ou Mingzhi, she tried to make some low-level pills.

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

Although Mu Hanyan's pill was inferior to Mu Hanyan's view, it could not be lower, but for ordinary people, it was a blessing to be cultivated after burning incense for a few lifetimes to be rewarded by the master priest.

"The old patriarch is serious. As a priest of the temple, it is our duty to protect the safety of the people and spread the blessings of the gods." Mu Hanyan said in a righteous manner.

In other words, it was the master priest. At this time, of course, he had to maintain the manners that the clergy should have, but when he said this, Mu Hanyan felt a little weird, how could he become more and more like a **** stick.

"The adults are kind, and the Gu clan in Guning Village will always remember the kindness of the adults, and dare to ask which temple the adults come from." The old patriarch awed in awe.

"My lord is the chief priest of the Huayu Temple." Sikong Qinglan said proudly.

"It turned out to be the master priest, and the untouchables saw the master priest." The villagers in Guning Village had little knowledge, let alone Chen Xuefeng's sharp-eyed. They hadn't seen the priest symbol on Mu Hanyan's sacrificial robes before, and were shocked at this time. Kneel down a piece.

"You don't need to be polite, just get up, get up." Mu Hanyan could only help the old patriarch again.

Although he does not agree with the somewhat fanatical or even ignorant belief in the gods of the Continent of Gods, Mu Hanyan also knows that this is the best way to maintain the rule of the temple. There are only a hundred temples in such a vast continent. People's lives are so difficult, if there is no such belief, they would have been in a mess.

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

"It's getting late. If the master priest doesn't dislike the simplicity of Guning Village, can I stay in the village for one night tonight?" The old patriarch looked at Mu Hanyan expectantly.

For villagers like them who live in remote wasteland for a long time, the master priest in front of them is a godlike existence. If she can stay in the village for one night, it will be the glory of the entire ancient clan, and future generations will use it. Proud.

"Good intentions, we still have some urgent matters. If we have the opportunity to harass again in the future." Mu Hanyan knew what the old patriarch was expecting, but could only refuse.

In addition to the strange martial arts in the cave mentioned by Chen Xuefeng, I don’t know if there is anything else. Miss Mu doesn’t want to miss this chance to make a windfall. She is even more afraid of nights and dreams. , It's so poor.

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

"Your village is too far away from the main city of the temple. It is not safe. If you want, you can move to Huayu City." Mu Hanyan was about to leave soon, but he looked at the dilapidated village and thought With a sigh, he said to the old patriarch again.

Looking at the situation in this village, the life is really not so good. Even if you don’t encounter the Bloodwind Pirates today, you will be washed out by other gangsters sooner or later. Anyway, Huayu City is recruiting people to move in. It's better to help them. Compared with those who are used to being unconstrained, this kind of simple villagers is much easier to manage.

"My lord, what you said is true?" The old patriarch looked at Mu Hanyan in surprise. Of course, they also know how much difference between being a citizen of the main city of the temple and living in a village far away from the main city.

"You take my letter to see the Lord Priest of Huayu Temple, she will arrange it for you." Mu Hanyan didn't explain too much, and wrote a short letter and handed it to his hand.

"Thank you, the priest, for your great kindness." The old patriarch was so excited that he was crying, and once again led the patriarch to kneel down and worship.

Mu Hanyan felt helpless, so she could only help him up again.

"I don't know how to repay the kindness of the master priest. There is a treasure left by the ancestors. I want to offer it to the adults. I hope that the adults will not refuse." The old patriarch took out a cloth wrapped in a cloth towel from his close-fitting pocket. Opening it carefully, he said uncomfortably.

Although this treasure is handed down from generation to generation, it seems to him extremely precious, but he also knows that the identity of the master priest is not comparable to himself, and the treasure that he looks at may be worthless in the eyes of others, for fear. Being laughed at.

In fact, Mu Hanyan really didn't take his so-called treasures to heart. He just saw his sincere and fearful appearance, which would not 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. Next to him, Baby Ling's eyes widened. Then, a small star flashed in their eyes at the same time.

The muddy sky stone turned out to be another muddy sky stone.

The last time he returned from Fengcheng Temple, Mu Hanyan kindly helped a family of refugees, and obtained a muddy sky stone from the head of the big man. It was also on that muddy sky stone that Mu Hanyan broke through the rule of prohibition and repaired. In order to recover to the peak of the Great Swordsman for a short time, he killed the trailing Kang Qingyuan in one fell swoop.

On the way back, she and Bao Bao Ling rummaged through the waste rock bought from Dahan several times, but could not find the second muddy stone. It was regrettable for a long time, but they didn’t expect it to be in Guning. Another piece was found in the village.

"I also know that this kind of meteorite gold is unbearable to adults, but I can't produce anything decent in Guning Village. I can only show my respect, and I hope the adults will not dislike it." Seeing Mu Hanyan, he was startled. Apparently, the old patriarch thought that the things he took out were too cheap, too cheap to shock the chief priest, and his old face flushed with shame.

"The old patriarch is too modest. This meteorite is just useful to me. Since it is the wish of the ancient clan, I will accept it." Mu Hanyan resisted the excitement in his heart and took the meteorite from the old patriarch's hand. .

What a joke, I hate such a baby, my mind is almost flooded.

But for fear of the old patriarch's doubts and guessing the value of the muddy sky stone, Mu Hanyan still pretended to be calm. She wasn't afraid that the other party would have any evil intentions. In fact, even if they were really evil intentions, she wouldn't be able to threaten her, but she was afraid that the old patriarch would look for them after guessing the value of the muddy sky stone, which would bring them annihilation.

Not everyone is qualified to own the treasures of heaven and earth.

Besides, she still doesn't know if anyone knows the special purpose of the chaotic sky stone in the continent of Gods, or if anyone can guess her origin from this, so it's better to be careful.