"By the way, Master Chief Priest, the main formation of the temple has been damaged before. It must be repaired sooner or later, otherwise I'm afraid other priests will have objections." The priest reminded again.
While the Long family had many diehard fans within the Tianyang Temple, Tianyang City wasn't the only priestly family in the city; other families also had influence within the temple. Long Aoli's reputation had been severely damaged, and the main formation had been damaged because of him. If repairs weren't made quickly, other families might take advantage of the situation and cause trouble.
"I have already discussed the formation with the Lingyu Temple. You can take my letter to see Ou Dechuan later and ask them to repair the formation as soon as possible." Long Aoli said confidently.
Anyway, the various temples had already reached an agreement with the Lingyu Temple, and the repair of all formations would be handed over to the Lingyu Temple. Although a certain fee would be charged, it was still much more cost-effective than doing it himself, so he didn't have to worry about it.
However, Long Aoli did not know that repairing the formation was not as simple as he imagined. When he asked the Lingyu Temple to repair the formation, he gave Mu Hanyan another opportunity to show off, and further pushed the Tianyang Temple into the abyss.
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On the second day after the sacrificial ceremony, everyone in the Gu family began to pack their bags and prepare to go to Huayu City.
Taking advantage of her free time, Mu Hanyan went to the black market again to buy a large number of various meteorite herbs. Gao Weihu, having seen Mu Hanyan's strength, deliberately wanted to be her friend and offered to help her run errands. Because of his kind reminder in the letter the day before, Mu Hanyan also had a good impression of him, and the two of them had a pleasant cooperation.
It only took Mu Hanyan more than an hour to purchase all the meteorite gold and herbs she needed, and the hundreds of millions of taels of silver were mostly spent, leaving only tens of millions of taels for emergency use.
Mu Hanyan was not in a hurry to sell the five-colored soul beads. One reason was that she had promised Gao Weihu to keep them for him first, and the other was that Gao Weihu still owed him tens of millions. He had promised to send someone to deliver them to Huayu City in a while. Mu Hanyan generally trusted his character, so she was not in a hurry.
It was noon when they left the black market. Mu Hanyan took Sikong Qinglan and Wen Gaoren to a restaurant for dinner.
To catch up with the sacrificial ceremony, priests from various temples gathered in Tianyang City. It was dinner time, so the restaurant was naturally very lively.
As they ate, people discussed yesterday's competition. Although the Tianyang Temple's chief priest was deeply ashamed of his actions and unwilling to leak any information, the problem was that there were so many people from other temples present, so how could they let them have their way?
When talking about Mu Hanyan's stunning performance, all the diners were beaming with joy, their faces full of excitement, admiration and fascination, but when mentioning Long Aoli, they couldn't help but look down on him.
"As the master of a temple, he actually did such an ungrateful thing and even borrowed the temple's formation to cast his domain. It's really shameful." Someone couldn't help but sigh.
"But he still lost in the end. I think he will be too embarrassed to face people in the future."
"So what if we lose? I heard that he even destroyed several main formations of the temple. Now the Tianyang Temple will have some fun." Some people said with gloating eyes.
"I heard they are looking for someone to repair the formation, but I wonder if they can fix it?"
"There should be no problem. I heard that the one who made the move is from Lingyu Temple. The priests of Lingyu Temple are proficient in the art of formation. The one who made the move this time is said to be the only direct disciple of Wen Gaoren, the first formation master of Lingyu Temple. His attainments in formation are all taught by Master Wen." Someone heard a bit of gossip and said it proudly.
"So you are Master Wen's disciple. I have also heard of Master Wen's great name. I think there should be no problem." An old priest said while stroking his beard. When he mentioned Wen Gaoren, he was quite impressed.
But upon hearing their words, Wen Gaoren's face turned pale. Needless to say, he knew who they were talking about. Besides Duan Cheng'an, he had no other direct disciple. Not only had he betrayed his master and ancestors, but he even dared to use his name to raise his own status. He was blind to accept such a shameless villain as his disciple.
"Let's go and see what's going on," Mu Hanyan said. It was obvious that Wen Gaoren was very unhappy. She also hated the disloyal and treacherous Duan Chengan and wanted to see what tricks he could come up with.
"That's not necessary." Wen Gaoren really didn't want to see Duan Chengan again. Just thinking about it made him angry.
"Look, don't you want to teach him a lesson?" Mu Hanyan said.
"What do you want to do, Master Priest? I know you want to stand up for me, but this cannot be done impulsively." Wen Gaoren said quickly.
He could see Mu Hanyan's good intentions and was touched, but she had just dealt with Long Aoli and his son, and now she was going to mess up when others were repairing the formation. This was a bit too much.
"I'm just talking. We don't have to take action right away. Let's see how the situation develops." Mu Hanyan said.
She didn't have the heart to keep thinking about a villain like Duan Chengan. Once she left Tianyang City, they might never have any intersection in their lives. It just so happened that this guy was also in Tianyang City. Not to say that she had to vent Wen Gaoren's anger, but it was not her character to just turn a blind eye.
"Well, let's see what happens first," Wen Gaoren said after thinking for a moment. If he had the chance, he certainly wouldn't let Duan Cheng'an go. Otherwise, if he allowed this traitor to use his name to defraud his reputation, he would never be able to let it go.
After calling a carriage, they quickly arrived at the Tianyang Temple.
The spacious main hall was already filled with priests from various temples, including the chief priests.
Although they have reached an agreement with the Lingyu Temple and are responsible for repairing the formations of each temple, Wen Gaoren, who is known as the number one formation master in Lingyu City, has switched to the Huayu Temple. Therefore, they are still somewhat skeptical about the current formation strength of the Lingyu Temple, and they took this opportunity to verify it.
In the center of the crowd, Duan Cheng'an's face was solemn. He laid down the meteorite while pondering the hand seals. It had to be said that although this man was a complete villain, he was calm and composed at this moment, and he truly had the demeanor of a master.
Everyone's attention was focused on Duan Cheng'an, and no one noticed the arrival of Mu Hanyan and the others. The guards guarding the door did recognize her, but after witnessing Mu Hanyan's powerful display yesterday, no one dared to be rude. They lowered their heads and didn't even glance at her, fearing that a wrong glance would anger her and result in a slap in the face.
Mu Hanyan ignored them and stopped to watch from a distance with Wen Gaoren and others.
"You are worthy of being Master Wen's disciple. Although your attainments in formation cannot be said to be better than his master, you have inherited all the true skills." A priest looked at it for a while and finally said with appreciation.
"Yes, even if Master Wen does it himself, it's just this much. He can't be that strong." Another priest echoed.
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