"Is there not even a room for our chief priest?" Sikong Qinglan was not a hot-tempered person after all, so he asked while suppressing his anger.
This is no longer a question of saving money, but a question of face. If even the chief priest has no place to stay when he comes to Tianyang Temple, wouldn't it be laughed at if the news gets out?
"No, but if there is really no place to live, I can ask the priests below for some leniency and see if we can squeeze in and let Chief Priest Mu sleep on the floor or something?" Long Wucuo said with a smile.
"What did you say?" Sikong Qinglan almost suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.
Making the dignified head priest squeeze in with others and sleep on the floor? This is clearly a blatant humiliation!
"Well, I also think it's not feasible. It's too embarrassing and not appropriate. Why don't you go out and find an inn? Oh, by the way, Huayu Temple doesn't seem to have much money. Do you want me to lend you some first?" Long Wucuo said jokingly.
"Lord Long, what do you mean?" Mu Hanyan looked at Long Wucuo with a cold face.
If it wasn't obvious enough at the beginning, now it was clear that Long Wucuo was clearly humiliating them.
"What can I mean? Isn't it clear to you? Either you find someone to squeeze in and sleep on the floor. If you don't have money to stay in the inn, I can lend it to you. I have done my best. What else do you want?" Long Wucuo said with a forced smile.
"Long Wucuo, you are clearly trying to make things difficult for me!" Shen Yuhe said angrily, her hand pressing on the hilt of the sword.
Perhaps it is because the violent gene in his body has been completely ignited recently, this right priest with a baby face who looks like a girl next door is becoming more and more violent.
"Don't talk nonsense. How do you think I'm trying to make things difficult for you, Chen Yuhe? This is the Tianyang Temple, not your shabby Huayu Temple. You'd better think twice before you take action." Long Wucuo's expression turned cold. He took a step forward and looked down at Chen Yuhe, his eyes full of threats.
"Shut up!" Shen Yuhe's face turned red with anger when she heard him insult the Huayu Temple.
"Let's go!" Mu Hanyan grabbed Shen Yuhe's arm, looked at Long Wucuo deeply, turned around and walked out.
Sikong Qinglan glared at Long Wucuo fiercely and followed him.
Behind him, Long Wucuo's impudent laughter was heard, and several priest guards following behind him also burst into laughter.
"How dare you come to participate in the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the gods? You don't know how to live or die. Don't you know how much you weigh?"
"They think the Flower Rain Temple is still the same Flower Rain Temple as before. Even the Lord God has left them to fend for themselves. Who would take them seriously anymore?"
"Your Excellency drove them away for their own good. If they were to compete with the Lord Priests, they would probably die without knowing how."
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Behind him, the sarcastic voices of several of Long Wucuo's priest followers could be heard.
"This is too much!" Sikong Qinglan turned his head away suddenly, but was grabbed by Mu Hanyan.
"Let's go." Mu Hanyan said calmly.
"Sir, they are clearly humiliating my Huayu Temple." Sikong Qinglan said angrily.
"I know, but what can you do? Kill him? Since he dares to humiliate us and the Huayu Temple openly, he is naturally not afraid of us taking action. He even hopes that we will take action." Mu Hanyan said calmly, but her heart was far from as calm as she seemed on the surface.
Faced with such humiliation, Sikong Qinglan and the others were certainly angry. As the chief priest, she was even more angry. She almost couldn't help but want to take action, but she felt something was wrong. Long Wucuo didn't look as stupid as Long Wudang. He should know the consequences of angering them. Why did he do this?
Subconsciously concentrating his mind to investigate, Mu Hanyan took a breath.
There are at least thirty priests hiding in the corners around the temple. Although I am not very familiar with the cultivation levels of the temple priests, as long as I compare them with Wen Gaoren, Sikong Qinglan and others, I will know that the weakest among them are eighth-level divine priests, nearly half have reached the ninth level, and there are even a few stronger ones, which are naturally tenth-level powerhouses.
These people hid very well, and some of them even wandered around the temple disguised as civilians, so that Sikong Qinglan and others were unaware of them. However, they could not hide from Mu Hanyan's powerful divine sense.
Mu Hanyan was sure that as soon as they took action, those people would appear immediately and kill them by surprise.
Sikong Qinglan was slightly startled. Although he was a little naive and shy, he was not a fool. After changing his mind, he realized that Long Wucuo was clearly deliberately provoking them.
"You are indeed capable. This time you have known what's best for you." Mu Hanyan did not lower her voice when she said that, so it naturally reached Long Wucuo's ears. The latter smiled slightly and waved his hand.
The priests who were hiding in the dark showed up, and several priests disguised as ordinary people also took off their disguises, revealing the robes of ninth-level priests.
Sikong Qinglan and Shen Yuhe gasped, finally realizing why Mu Hanyan had tried to stop them. With their strength, facing so many eighth-level or even tenth-level divine priests, they wouldn't even have a chance to fight back; they could only be slaughtered.
"What a vicious mind!" Sikong Qinglan gritted his teeth and said. While feeling relieved, he hated Long Wucuo to the core.
"I didn't expect this guy to become so despicable and vicious. Fortunately, you saw through his tricks and didn't fall for it." Shen Yuhe said with lingering fear.
"You knew him before and had a grudge against him?" Mu Hanyan asked.
Just now, Long Wucuo called Shen Yuhe by her name, which obviously showed that they had known each other for a long time. In addition, she had previously opposed coming to Tianyang Temple, so it was not difficult to guess that they had a grudge against each other.
"Well, my mother was born into the Gu clan of Tianyang City, a priestly family with some reputation. When I was a child, I came to Tianyang City with my mother to visit relatives and met this guy. I have some understanding of his character, and I do have some minor grudges against him. That guy is Long Wudang's eldest brother. Although Long Wudang is not a good person, he is also a real villain. Long Wucuo, on the other hand, is hypocritical and full of evil. He eats people without leaving any bones." Shen Yuhe said here, and said with some guilt, "Maybe he came here just for me and almost got you into trouble."
"If he was only targeting you, there would be no need for him to make such a big fuss. He was coming for me, or rather, for the Huayu Temple. He should be venting his anger for Long Wudang." Mu Hanyan said comfortingly.
Although Long Wudang and Shen Yuhe have equal status, and Shen Yuhe is even higher in detail, the current Huayu Temple is obviously no match for the Tianyang Temple. Long Wudang's strength also seems to be much stronger than Shen Yuhe. If he just wants to deal with her, there is no need to make such a big fuss. Mu Hanyan can be sure that he came for her. His purpose is nothing more than to stand up for Long Wudang. Shen Yuhe's matter is just a by-product.
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