"According to the laws of the temple, anyone who dares to cheat in the assessment will be killed without mercy!" Chu Yanghe became more and more angry as he spoke, and raised his hand to slap Mu Hanyan.
Mu Hanyan's heart sank. She never thought that Wen Rongsong would frame her like this in such a rage and shame.
She had never expected that Chu Yang and the chief priest would be so blind to right and wrong and would want to kill her just because of Wen Rongsong's words, without even giving them a chance to explain.
Unbeknownst to her, Wen Rongsong wasn't intentionally framing her, but simply couldn't think of any other reason. Chu Yanghe's blind faith was largely due to this reason. Destroying three concentration formations and severely injuring three ninth-tier divine priests—if not possessing an extremely powerful magical weapon, what other possibilities could there be? Even if there were, it wouldn't have happened to a young man who hadn't even passed the initial priesthood assessment.
Originally, Wen Rongsong, Liang Gubai, and Kang Qingyuan had followed Chu Yanghe for many years, and had been working tirelessly for him. They had always been relied upon by him as his right-hand men. Moreover, this matter was so strange, how could he possibly doubt Chu Yanghe's words?
Mu Hanyan didn't expect that he would suddenly attack, and Ye Yian didn't expect it either. Seeing that he was about to slap her, his face changed and he stood in front of Mu Hanyan.
"Wait!" Surprisingly, Sikong Qinglan suddenly moved and stood in front of her.
"Sikong Qinglan, you haven't left yet?" Chu Yanghe paused with his hand raised high, frowned slightly and said.
"Well... I saw that Fengcheng Temple was holding a priest examination, so I stayed to observe for a few days." Hearing Chu Yanghe's question, Sikong Qinglan was obviously a little embarrassed and said with a red face.
Mu Hanyan happened to see Sikong Qinglan's blushing profile, and couldn't help but wonder why this young high priest was so shy and easily embarrassed?
"If you want to observe, then observe carefully. Don't interfere in the affairs of my Fengcheng Temple." Chu Yanghe snorted coldly and said heavily. He also said sarcastically, "If you don't know, you might think that I didn't agree to your request and you deliberately went against my Fengcheng Temple."
It was obvious that not only did Wen Rongsong and the others not take Sikong Qinglan seriously, but Chu Yanghe was also very rude to him, and there was no mercy in his words.
Mu Hanyan also realized that Sikong Qinglan had a request to the Fengcheng Temple, which was why he was so humble.
"No... no." Sikong Qinglan felt even more embarrassed and quickly explained, "What Lord Wen said was just one side of the story. I was there just now and didn't see this Miss Mu holding any magical weapon. In other words, Lord Wen was just speculating and had no evidence. How could the Master Priest attack her for this reason?"
Although he was a little nervous and shy, and even stuttered slightly when he spoke, Sikong Qinglan's attitude was extremely firm.
"Evidence? What evidence do you need? Several formations were broken one after another, and even the left and right priests and the prayer priest of my Fengcheng Temple were injured like this. Why don't you explain to me what's going on?" Chu Yanghe said impatiently.
Mu Hanyan could see that this old guy was not only biased but also extremely protective and arbitrary. No wonder Wen Rongsong and the other two acted so despicable. It was all because of him.
"This... I... I don't know how to explain it, but without evidence, we can't say that she violated the laws of the temple, and the High Priest cannot punish her for it!" Sikong Qinglan was speechless after being asked, but then he still said firmly.
"Hmph, evidence. If you want evidence, I will give you evidence!" Chu Yanghe said domineeringly. Suddenly, he spread his hands and quickly made several hand gestures!
In an instant, a colorful light pattern appeared on the dome of the hall. Following Zhu Yanghe's hand gestures, the five-colored light wrapped around like silk threads, enveloping Mu Hanyan.
"Sir, what are you doing!" Sikong Qinglan was startled and instinctively tried to stop him, but as soon as he moved, he saw Chu Yanghe's arm move slightly, and a huge force hit his chest heavily. Sikong Qinglan retreated more than ten steps, his face pale, and he couldn't even breathe.
Next to him, Ye Yian, who had attacked at the same time, was also shocked and retreated repeatedly. However, Chu Yanghe finally gave him some face because he was too old and did not hurt him.
"You don't have to worry about me hurting her. As the chief priest of Fengcheng Temple, it is really unacceptable to take human life lightly. I will give you an explanation that will convince you." Chu Yanghe took a deep breath and said slowly, "This Tianling formation is not very powerful, but it
She is indestructible. No matter how powerful the magical weapon she carries, I will reveal her true form!"
"Tianling Formation!" Sikong Qinglan was slightly stunned.
Strictly speaking, the Heavenly Spirit Formation was a protective and defensive formation, but like the Concentrating Spirit Formation, it could also be used to assess young priests. However, the assessment wasn't for ordinary priests, but rather those born with divine powers. Because the formation was so exquisite, almost perfect, and its power so difficult to comprehend, ordinary priests simply couldn't pass the assessment. Only those priests, gifted with the ability to condense the power of laws, could achieve it.
With his strength, he was not able to set up such a formation, so he was unable to react for a while.
"Tianling Formation." Ye Yian also suddenly realized it, but his expression became strange.
"Lord Mu, considering that you have served the temple for so many years, I will give you another chance. As long as she honestly hands over the magic weapon, I will plead with the higher-ups to see if your Mu family can be spared the crime of exile. As long as she is punished..." Chu Yanghe had a good heart. Thinking that it was not easy for Ye Yian to live to such an old age, he wanted to give him face. However, before he could finish his words, he was suddenly stunned, his eyes widened, and he could no longer say the rest of the words.
Mu Hanyan walked out of the Tianling Formation as if she was strolling in the garden, and looked at the hand seals in his hand like a curious baby.
No, it's impossible. What kind of powerful magical weapon does she have on her body? Even this Tianling formation can't trap her! With a preconceived idea in his mind, he didn't think about anything else at all.
"We, the Mu family, appreciate Lord Chu's kindness, but look at this..." Ye Yian rubbed his hands and said with a smile.
Although he had never seen the Tianling Formation, he had heard a little about it. If it was only used to test priests, the power of the Tianling Formation was actually slightly inferior to the ordinary Gathering Spirit Formation, so such a result was not unexpected to him at all.
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