In the past, the greatest use of the Chaos Sky Fire for her was to assist in alchemy and alchemy. At critical moments, it could also dissolve poisons and save lives. And that was only the Chaos Sky Fire in its infancy. How powerful would the Chaos Sky Fire be when it reached its growth stage?
Chen Yuhe was just talking casually, without any intention of asking questions, so Mu Hanyan did not explain the origin of the Chaos Sky Fire. After all, there was no concept of Heavenly and Earthly Spirit Fire in the Sacred Continent, and if it were to be spread out, it might not be a good thing for her.
The fact that Chen Yuhe didn't ask more questions didn't mean that others weren't curious. It was just that seeing the High Priest smiling without saying anything, no one dared to ask more questions. They just felt that the High Priest was even more unfathomable, and their respect for him increased a bit.
Soon, the crowd gathered around Mu Hanyan like stars surrounding the moon and returned to the temple gate. As they walked, Mu Tu was still talking excitedly about the bloody battle just now, dancing with the butcher knife in his hand, occasionally spilling a few drops of blood.
It was the first time for both the Mu clan members and the priests and guards of the Huayu Temple to experience such a great battle, and it was a resounding victory. They were excited and inspired, and the high-spirited fighting spirit and murderous aura could not fade away for a long time.
Seeing them getting closer, Long Wudang's face, which had just regained some color, turned pale again.
The scene of the bloody battle just now seemed to be still flashing before his eyes. He finally remembered who Xiang Qiuzhan was. He was known as the most brutal, powerful and mysterious bandit in the history of the Continent of Gods. Even the five great temples were helpless against Xiang Qiuzhan. Along with thousands of his ruthless subordinates, they were defeated in Huayu City and died without leaving a trace.
Compared to the bloodless battles between priests where magic was used to kill people, the battle in Huayu City was obviously much bloodier. Just thinking of the flying blood, the crisp sound of swords cutting bones, and the screams of the bandits before they died, Long Wudang couldn't help vomiting, and his scalp was numb.
What kind of monsters were these people in Huayu City? It was fine if they were just civilians protecting them, but even the priests didn't even use their magic, charging forward and engaging in a bloody fight! Looking at the grinning face that was getting closer and closer, Long Wudang's feet began to dodge.
God proved that no one was actually grinning, at most they were just laughing heartily, but with the blood spots on their faces, they did look a little hideous and scary.
"Master Priest, what should we do with these guys?" Mu Tu grinned again, and waved the butcher knife in his hand, spilling a few drops of blood.
Mu Hanyan glanced at Mu Tu, who didn't even bother to wipe the knife. She couldn't stand the blood splattering everywhere, but thinking about the guy's background as a pig butcher, she probably didn't have any good habits, so she didn't bother to say anything to him.
Looking at Mu Tu's gaping mouth and the shining pig-killing knife in his hand, Long Wudang was so scared that he almost collapsed to the ground.
Long Wudang waved his arm tremblingly, and a pile of various elixirs, meteoric gold, and several silver bills appeared in front of him.
"What are you doing?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"I accidentally injured someone from your palace last time, and I've always felt guilty about it, fearing that I might have some hidden illness. That's why I came here today to apologize. I hope you will accept these silver, elixirs, and meteorite gold. I hope you will forgive me for any offense." Long Wudang's heart was bleeding, but he forced an extremely flattering look on his face, wagging his tail and begging for mercy like a pug.
Although he was the son of the chief priest, he wasn't the chief priest after all. His allowance of money and cultivation resources was distributed monthly. He had finally saved up a small fortune after years of hard work, but Mu Hanyan had extorted half of it last time. The remaining half lay before him, leaving him completely penniless from then on. But looking at the gleaming butcher knife in Mu Tu's hand, and thinking of the bandits who had just died at his hands, he couldn't care less about money, elixirs, or anything else.
"Things outside of the body are all external to the body. You can't bring them with you when you are born, and you can't take them with you when you die." Long Wudang said to himself while crying in his heart.
Hey, this guy seems to have become smarter. Mu Hanyan felt relieved for Long Wudang.
She had just casually ridiculed Long Wudang before, but she didn't expect that this guy still remembered it clearly, and was so sensible that he offered compensation without waiting for her to speak.
"We will compensate too, we will compensate too." Several other priests who followed also took out silver and pills.
Even Long Wudang had become smarter, let alone them. The scene just now shocked not only Long Wudang, but also them. No one wanted Mu Tu's butcher knife to fall on them.
"Since Young Master Long is so reasonable, I can't refuse your kindness, otherwise it would seem like I look down on you. Lord Sikong, please accept it." Mu Hanyan said to Sikong Qinglan seriously.
The corner of Long Wudang's mouth twitched, and he shouted in his heart: I beg you, despise me, don't think so highly of me, just treat me like a fart and let it go.
Of course, he didn't dare to say such words out loud.
"Then, can we go now?" Long Wudang asked cautiously after Sikong Qinglan collected the pile of silver pills on the ground.
Upon hearing this, Long Wudang was overjoyed. His injuries seemed to have healed almost instantly. He leaped up and fled out of the city like a stray dog. However, after running a few steps, he stopped, turned his head, and looked at Mu Hanyan hesitantly.
"What's wrong, Mr. Long? Do you want to have a midnight snack before leaving?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"No... not... that Lord Zhuge..." Long Wudang pointed at Zhuge Qiu and said stutteringly.
Zhuge Qiu's injuries were much more serious than his. Although he also took the elixir, he could not recover for a while and lay powerlessly beside the temple gate.
Mu Hanyan didn't expect that this Young Master Longyang still had some sense of loyalty and did not just care about his own life and abandon Zhuge Qiu.
"Let's take him with us." Mu Hanyan thought for a moment and waved her hand.
Although Zhuge Qiu came to Huayu City this time to help Long Wudang, when the bandits appeared, he fought against them without hesitation. He was quite sensible, so Mu Hanyan didn't want to make things difficult for him anymore.
Family members could fight to their heart's content behind closed doors, but they would unite against external enemies. This was exactly what Mu Hanyan admired most. Back in Blackrock City, when she was with the Mu family, she had been able to forgive the elders and their scramble for power, even their contempt and humiliation of her, for this very reason.
As for Zhuge Qiu's arrogance and domineering behavior, she was not surprised at all. There were many such things happening among the aristocratic families. Even she herself was protective of her own shortcomings, so how could she take Zhuge Qiu's arrogance and domineering behavior to heart?
Anyway, after today, Mu Hanyan would never believe that Zhuge Qiu would still have the courage to come to Huayu City to show off.
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