Judging by the temple's cultivation requirements, Mu Hanyan is a natural-born priestess of the gods. This Heavenly Spirit Formation is like it was tailor-made for her. He was too lazy to even worry about it.
However, he was still very grateful for Chu Yanghe's kindness, and his smile was particularly warm.
Unfortunately, this smile turned into a sneer in Chu Yanghe's eyes. He had wanted to do someone a favor, but he didn't realize it was just his own wishful thinking, and the other person didn't need it at all.
"Lord Mu, I didn't expect her magic weapon to be so powerful. If I'm not mistaken, you must have spent a lot of effort to get this magic weapon." Chu Yanghe felt greatly humiliated and said with a sneer.
"Magic weapon..." Ye Yian didn't expect that at this time, he still arbitrarily concluded that Mu Hanyan was hiding a magic weapon. He was slightly stunned.
"I admit that your magic weapon is indeed powerful. However, you dare to look down on my Fengcheng Temple like this? You really don't take me, Chu Yanghe, seriously." The more Chu Yanghe thought about it, the angrier he became, and he suddenly made another hand gesture.
This time, his hand gestures were obviously much faster, and his eyes were shining with divine light.
Under his urging, another colorful light pattern fell, trapping Mu Hanyan in it.
In addition to being used to assess novice priests, the Tianling Formation is also a protective and defensive formation. When he fully activates it, the power of the formation is multiplied.
Mu Hanyan felt her body sink and she almost vomited blood.
"This old man is so domineering. If the first time doesn't work, he'll do it a second time!" Miss Mu was furious.
Under the power of such a formation, if she did not take the initiative to show the magic weapon that was originally non-existent, she would most likely be forced to death by Chu Yanghe in this formation.
First, she was repeatedly harassed by Wen Rongsong and others, and now it was Chu Yanghe's turn. Each one was more arrogant and domineering than the other, and more unreasonable than the other. Even a clay Buddha has some earthy temperament, let alone Miss Mu.
Without hesitation, Mu Hanyan activated her spiritual power again.
"Boom!" There was another loud noise. Like the three previous spirit-gathering formations, the heavenly spirit formation activated by Chu Yanghe himself was also shattered.
The powerful force of the formation surged like a surging tide. Although Chu Yanghe was far stronger than Wen Rongsong and the others, he was still knocked back repeatedly by the force. Finally, he slammed into the wall with a bang, and only then did he regain his balance. However, his hair was disheveled and he looked disheveled. He stared at Mu Hanyan in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.
The entire hall was in deathly silence. Wen Rongsong and the others were stunned. Ye Yian and Sikong Qinglan were also stunned. The temple disciples who were hiding in the distance and watching the excitement were also stunned.
It would have been fine if only Wen Rongsong and the other two were defeated by Mu Hanyan, but who would have thought that even the chief priest would be humiliated by her? If one hadn't seen it with one's own eyes, who would dare to believe such a result?
Mu Hanyan was also slightly stunned. It was not until she activated her spiritual power just now that she suddenly realized that Chu Yang and this formation were the Heavenly Spirit Formation, which was different from the previous Gathering Spirit Formation. The method she had figured out might not work, but the arrow had already been shot and could not be retrieved even if she wanted to.
Fortunately, the final result did not disappoint her. After careful consideration, Mu Hanyan realized that the principles of the Tianling Formation were mostly the same as those of the Jushen Formation, but it was more exquisite.
Fortunately, otherwise she would have no way to deal with Chu Yanghe, who was extreme, stubborn, arbitrary and protective of his own people. Even if she didn't die from this Tianling formation, she would most likely be seriously injured.
"How dare you! You...you don't even take the High Priest seriously!" Wen Rongsong was the first to come to his senses and shouted at Mu Hanyan in a stern voice.
"This is rebellion! They dared to assassinate the chief priest. Come on, take them all down. If they dare to resist, they will be killed without mercy!" Kang Qingyuan also shouted in a bully-like manner.
The temple disciples in the distance all drew their swords and were about to rush forward.
"Stop!" Chu Yanghe suddenly spoke and waved his hand to stop them.
"How did you do it?" Chu Yanghe stood up, straightened his wrinkled robe, and asked solemnly.
As the chief priest of Fengcheng Temple, his strength has actually reached the level of a tenth-order sword spirit priest. Although he is only one level higher than Wen Rongsong and others, just like the difference between a great swordsman and a ninth-order swordsman, there is also a qualitative difference, and his spiritual power is much stronger than theirs.
Even with his powerful divine sense, he did not detect any fluctuations in the energy of the magic weapon. He was sure that Mu Hanyan did not hide any magic weapon on her body, and the explosions of several formations in succession had nothing to do with the magic weapon.
But if it's not a magical instrument, then what is it? Could it be...
"Han Yan is a natural priest of the gods." Finally waiting for the chance to speak, Ye Yian did not hide anything and answered frankly.
"What, a natural born priest of the gods!" Exclamations were heard all around.
According to legend, a natural born priest of the gods appears only once every thousand years. Such a genius priest actually appeared in the Fengcheng Temple and stood right before their eyes.
No wonder these formations in the hall could not stump her, and no wonder several adults, even the chief priest, suffered such a great loss. It turned out to be this reason.
Looking at Mu Hanyan, the eyes of those young priests were filled with shock and envy.
The two young priests who had been standing guard at the door and had spoken rudely to Mu Hanyan and the others were now trembling with fear. The future of every born priest of a god is limitless. If Mu Hanyan holds a grudge, they dare not imagine what kind of tragic ending will be waiting for them.
"It's true, he is indeed a natural born priest of the gods!" Although he had guessed it a little just now, Chu Yanghe couldn't help but be shocked when he got Ye Yian's personal confirmation.
"How come the High Priest doesn't know?" Ye Yian asked curiously.
Chu Yanghe looked at Ye Yian with an even stranger look. He was not familiar with the other party and had never been to Mujia Village. How could he know about this?
"A few days ago, Kang Zihe from the Kang family came to my Mu family's fiefdom. I have already told him about this matter. He should have reported it to you, my Lord. How could you not know about it?" Ye Yian added.
Mu Hanyan clearly saw that when he said this, a sly smile slipped across his lips. Borrowing a knife to kill and sow discord! Mu Hanyan immediately understood Ye Yian's intention.
This old man is indeed not as kind and honest as he seems. He is good at pretending to be cool and doing bad things. It's such a pity that he doesn't become a charlatan.
"What, Lord Kang, what's going on? Why didn't Kang Zihe report it to me? Why didn't you mention it to me?" Ye Yian's instigation worked. Chu Yanghe was furious when he heard it and questioned Kang Qingyuan.
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