"I'm sorry, Master Wen. I'm sorry for my careless words and have offended you. Please don't take it to heart. Actually, we still have some surplus food in Huayu Temple. Why don't you stay here and slowly comprehend it, ten days, half a month, a year or two will be fine, even ten years or a hundred years will be fine." Ling Baobao understood and really stood up to apologize.
The attitude is as respectful and sincere as it can be.
But Wen Gaoren felt like vomiting blood, and the desire to strangle him became stronger. What did it mean to stay and slowly comprehend? What did it mean to not have a headline for ten or a hundred years? Did he think he was just here to eat at the Flower Rain Temple?
"No need. It's just a star thunder formation. I was just careless before. Now I will fix it for you." Wen Gaoren originally wanted to ponder it carefully, but Ling Baobao's indirect ridicule made him feel so angry that he could no longer calm down.
Returning to the center of the formation, Wen Gaoren once again performed hand seals and chanted softly.
After two consecutive failures, he became a laughing stock. Even a low-ranking priest from the Flower Rain Temple dared to ridicule him. Wen Gaoren was devastated. This time, he made up his mind not to fail again and to let these people see his true strength.
His expression became unusually solemn, his hand gestures became unusually slow, and his chanting became unusually low.
Influenced by this, An Xiaxin and others sat up straight and their expressions became serious.
The priests following Wen Gaoren had strange glints in their eyes. It had been a long time since they saw the master so focused. This time, they would let the priests of Huayu Temple see the master's magic formation and make that annoying little priest shut up.
Looking at Wen Gaoren's focused expression, Mu Hanyan shook her head secretly, and then, she inadvertently glanced at Ling Baobao, and saw this guy winking at her with a smirk on his face.
This guy must have thought of something and is plotting something bad again. Mu Hanyan smiled slightly.
Wen Gaoren's movements became slower and slower, and everyone focused on his solemn hand gestures, and their hearts rose and fell accordingly.
"The seven stars gather together, the gods break the law, and the formation is completed!" Wen Gaoren shouted in a deep voice and made the last hand gesture.
"Crack!" With a loud bang, a huge pillar of lightning fell again.
Everyone could clearly see that the dark blue electric lights were like nimble snakes and pure tides, spreading towards the formation, and the entire formation was flashing a dazzling dark blue color.
"This time it finally succeeded!" Wen Gaoren finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your Excellency's magic is unparalleled, and your formations are mysterious. Your subordinates..." The anxious hearts of several attendant priests finally settled down, and they quickly flattered him. They had felt very embarrassed by Wen Gaoren's repeated failures just now, and now that they finally got to hold their heads high, they were naturally eager to save face.
But before he could finish his words, he choked in his throat and his expression became inexplicably shocked.
The dark blue electric snakes that were rushing towards various parts of the formation suddenly stopped, and then, like a backflowing flood, they rushed towards Wen Gaoren at lightning speed, and a huge blue thunder ball also condensed quickly.
"Sir, be careful..." an attendant couldn't help but shout.
Wen Gaoren was already inside the formation, so why did he need a reminder? Seeing that things were not going well, he suddenly made a few more hand gestures and uttered a few terrified chants: "The seven stars are turning, turning the world upside down... Kun... Kun..."
With a muffled "boom", Wen Gaoren was blown away by the huge thunder ball.
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