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And yet, the young woman before them had cracked the formation so easily, as effortlessly as strolling through a garden. Some stared blankly at Mu Hanyan, some even wondering if there was something wrong with the formation.
A priest, curious, approached the formation in the center of the hall. Before he'd taken a few steps, he cried out in surprise, and was then thrown back by the surging power of the formation. Even if Shen Yuhe hadn't planned on Mu Hanyan, this formation was simply not something an ordinary priest could handle.
Now, of course, no one will have any doubts anymore.
"She, she is really a natural born priestess of the gods!" The person who spoke was so excited that his voice was trembling.
Hearing Sikong Qinglan talk about it was one thing, and seeing it with one's own eyes was another. Looking at Mu Hanyan again, everyone's eyes were filled with awe, and hope was rekindled.
"We are saved. Our Huayu Temple is saved, Huayu City is saved." The people behind him had tears in their eyes, and even Chen Yuhe was no exception.
"Do you really think that a natural-born priest of the gods can save the Flower Rain Temple?" At this moment, An Xiaxin said calmly. There was no surprise on her face, and she still had that cold look.
"I think that since our Huayu Temple has produced a natural born divine priest, the Lord God should look upon us differently." Sikong Qinglan said after thinking for a while.
Shen Yuhe nodded her little head like a chick pecking at rice, agreeing deeply with Sikong Qinglan's words.
"Really? Do you really think that the Lord God will revoke his order and show leniency to our Huayu Temple just because of a natural born divine priest?" An Xiaxin said coldly.
"I think there is always some hope." Sikong Qinglan said uncertainly.
"If you insist on thinking so, then it's up to you. You can arrange her affairs, but don't hide the situation of our Huayu Temple from her. It's up to her to decide whether to leave or stay." An Xiaxin said coldly and turned to leave.
Mu Hanyan frowned, clearly feeling that the Lord Left Priest was not very welcoming to her, and was even clearly a little repulsive.
The crowd, who were so excited just now, felt like being poured with a basin of cold water, and the empty temple became quiet again.
In the eyes of ordinary people, a natural-born divine priest appears only once every thousand years, so he is naturally extremely precious. For her sake, the Lord God will definitely show leniency to the Huayu Temple. In fact, if Mu Hanyan came from another temple, the Lord God would indeed look at this temple differently.
Unfortunately, this was the Flower Rain Temple, and natural-born divine priests weren't as rare as most people imagined. At least all twelve of the temple's divine language priests were natural-born divine priests. The Lord Divine Master, enraged by Lei Ting's anger, nearly demolished the Flower Rain Temple, one of the oldest temples on the Divine Continent. He might not necessarily change his mind and show mercy to a natural-born divine priest just because of one.
Sikong Qinglan and Shen Yuhe understood this principle, as did the other priests and the few common people. After all, the Huayu Temple had only been in decline for more than twenty years, and their knowledge was much better than that of ordinary people.
"Sigh." Mu Hanyan heard a sigh coming from behind her.
"I believe you have seen the situation in the Huayu Temple without us saying much. It's up to you to decide whether to leave or stay." Chen Yuhe said listlessly.
"I'll stay." Mu Hanyan said without hesitation.
Anyway, she is here to learn the priest's magic, so let it be hard.
"Okay, I'll take you to the back hall to stay first. It's late today. Come back tomorrow to receive the baptism of God, and then you will be a priest of the Huayu Temple." Seeing that Mu Hanyan did not hesitate at all, Chen Yuhe was somewhat relieved and regained some of her spirits.
Having said this, he led Mu Hanyan to the back hall.
"Wait, what about me?" Ling Baobao's voice suddenly sounded behind him.
This guy was following behind with a turtle shell on his back. Everyone thought he was Mu Hanyan's follower. Although they thought his appearance was strange, they didn't care much.
"By the way, he is also here to take the priest assessment." Mu Hanyan had forgotten about him just now, but only remembered him now.
"Oh, then you go too." After being poured a bucket of cold water by An Xiaxin, even Mu Hanyan, a natural born priest of the gods, became bored, and Shen Yuhe no longer cared much about Ling Baobao.
"Okay." Baby Ling threw down the turtle shell and stood excitedly in the center of the hall.
"Let's begin." Shen Yuhe made a few more hand gestures and then said.
Ling Baobao looked around and walked out in a few steps.
"So simple?" Ling Baobao scratched his head and said in surprise.
He had heard that the assessment of the temple priests could result in a loss of life if not handled with care, so he was frightened and fled from Mujia Village. He had never expected it to be so easy. If he had known this, he would not have run away and would have been beaten for nothing.
"If you have the qualifications to become a priest, it is not difficult. If not, it will be as difficult as ascending to heaven." Shen Yuhe felt a little better and said patiently.
This principle is not difficult to understand. Just like Mu Hanyan before the age of sixteen, she practiced hard to prove herself, but because of her poor aptitude, no matter how much she practiced, she was only an entry-level swordsman and was regarded as a waste. But after that, her bloodline awakened, and it only took her a few years to reach the peak of the great swordsman. If she had not been interrupted by the Holy Lord, she would have been a master of the Sword Saint realm by now.
"It seems that my qualifications are not bad. I'm a genius, a genius among geniuses!" Ling Baobao said with a proud look on his face, boasting like Wang Po selling melons.
Mu Hanyan glanced at him disapprovingly. This guy was indeed quite a genius, learning everything instantly. Unfortunately, he could never master it. Passing the test with ease was within Mu Hanyan's expectations, but she had no hope of reaching what level.
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