"Well, I'll double the bet with you. As long as Wen Gaoren can use half of the meteorite gold to repair the next formation, not only will the saved meteorite gold and expenses belong to him, but I'll also lose half the money." Ou Dechuan said, gritting his teeth.
In order to allow Duan Cheng'an to secretly learn Wen Gaoren's secret array formation technique, and to restore the reputation of Lingyu Temple, he had no choice but to risk it all. Otherwise, if the business of repairing the array formations of various temples fell into the hands of Huayu Temple, Lingyu Temple would be in trouble.
"Three times." Mu Hanyan raised three fingers.
"Double," Ou Dechuan said, shaking his head. While the Lingyu Temple didn't lack the money, it would be inappropriate to appear too eager and arouse Mu Hanyan's suspicion.
"Chief Priest Ou, it seems that you are also afraid of losing. Could it be that you have already acknowledged Master Wen's formation skills in your heart, but you are just too proud to admit it? In that case, let's not gamble anymore and let's go." Mu Hanyan said sarcastically, then turned around and walked out with Ling Baobao, Sikong Qinglan and others.
Wen Gaoren was not in a hurry to take it away because there was still money to be confiscated.
"Three times is three times. I'm not sure about Wen Gaoren's formation strength. I'm just afraid that you will lose too badly and lose face. Since you insist, then it's as you wish." Provoked by Mu Hanyan, Ou Dechuan no longer insisted.
Seeing that Ou Dechuan had fallen into her trap, Mu Hanyan showed a half-smile on her face.
Everyone around looked at each other in bewilderment. How could they really place a bet?
To be honest, although the last time was a bit of a gamble, Wen Gaoren was able to save half of the meteorite gold to repair the formation, so it was natural that the saved meteorite gold and the fees collected belonged to him. But this time, it was a real gamble.
Although there are many people who like to gamble in the Continent of Gods, and there are gambling houses in the main cities of each hall, the priests focus on the cultivation of divine thoughts, and the fewer distracting thoughts in their minds, the better. Therefore, there are very few people who like to gamble, and the main priests of each hall are very self-disciplined and never participate in it.
Although Ou Dechuan is a vicious person, he is more self-disciplined than the chief priests of other halls in this regard. Now, provoked by Mu Hanyan, he actually made a bet with her.
Looking at the faint smile on Mu Hanyan's face, why do I always feel that she is setting a trap for Ou Dechuan to jump in? Why does this Master of Ceremonies look more and more like a dandy?
"Master Wen, let that man show off his skills to Chief Priest Ou again." Mu Hanyan said to Wen Gaoren.
Anyway, the priests from each temple, including the chief priest, were present, so she was not afraid that Ou Dechuan would deny his responsibility, so she did not sign the document.
"Yes, Master Priest." Wen Gaoren knew that the key to repairing the formation lay with Mu Hanyan, and it had nothing to do with his own strength. He would just do whatever she said.
Although he seemed to be seeking fame and reputation, he still felt good when he was surrounded by the chief priests of each hall and was flattered. The key was that he could severely dampen Duan Cheng'an's limelight and vent his anger.
As hand seals were made one after another, another broken formation appeared before his eyes.
"This is a heavenly formation. If it is to be completely repaired, it will require one hundred and twenty-eight pieces of meteorite gold." After observing for a while, Wen Gaoren looked at Ou Dechuan and said thoughtfully.
Before that, it is natural to first determine the normal consumption of meteorite gold.
Ou Dechuan looked at Duan Chengan, who pondered for a moment and nodded.
There were many formation masters among the priests present. Although their strength was not as good as his and Wen Gaoren, they still had vision, so he could not lie with his eyes open.
Besides, if he insisted on saying a few less, Wen Gaoren would just throw up his hands and say, "I don't have that ability, you do it!" He would be completely dumbfounded.
He was still hoping to secretly learn Wen Gaoren's formation technique, and he had big ambitions, so he didn't want to get bogged down in such a trivial matter.
"Then let's do it." After receiving Duan Cheng'an's affirmative response, Ou Dechuan said to Wen Gaoren.
Wen Gaoren produced sixty-four pieces of various meteorite gold and began repairing the formation, with Mu Hanyan still assisting behind him. Of course, her palms still occasionally flashed with mysterious halos, invisible to outsiders.
Rays of brilliant light shone from the formation. In just half an hour, the severely damaged Heavenly Fate Formation was restored to like-new condition. Only fifty-one pieces of meteorite gold were used, a little over a third and far less than half. This was no wonder. With the experience she had just gained, Mu Hanyan's use of the Primal Chaos Skyfire became increasingly adept, and the amount of meteorite gold she used subsequently dwindled. With a few more practice sessions, she was confident she could completely repair the formation using only a third of the meteorite gold.
Exclamations echoed around them, and the gazes of the priests from each hall grew even more intense. Repairing just one formation could save nearly two-thirds of the meteorite gold. How much would that be for ten formations, and how much more for a hundred formations? Over time, the savings would be staggering.
"Did you see it clearly?" Ou Dechuan asked Duan Chengan with a dark face.
He never dreamed that Wen Gaoren's formation skills were so powerful. If he had known, he would never have broken up with him. Unfortunately, it was too late to think about it now. If Duan Chengan could not learn the secret of Wen Gaoren's formation, he would have no place to cry.
"I understand, I understand everything. Don't worry, Master Priest, I can also perform this kind of repair formation." Fortunately, Duan Cheng'an did not let him down and said confidently.
"Master Wen's magic array technique is truly breathtaking. Chief Priest Mu, I think the Gu family doesn't need to spend money. I would like to host a banquet for a few guests. I wonder if you would be willing to do me the honor?" Chu Fengyun sighed repeatedly and took the lead in getting close to Mu Hanyan.
"Yes, yes. How about this? Today, my Xiafeng Temple and Fengcheng Temple will jointly entertain Chief Priest Mu, Master Wen, and all the friends from Huayu Temple. Chief Priest Mu, please do us the honor of attending." Ma Jingtian continued.
"Ma Jingtian, do you have any shame? If you want to treat someone, go and do it yourself. Today, it is my Fengcheng Temple that is hosting a banquet for Chief Priest Mu and Master Wen. It has nothing to do with your Xiafeng Temple. Is my Fengcheng Temple so poor that it can't even afford a banquet?" Chu Yanghe cursed.
"Chu Yanghe, we are friends after all. We went to the Temple of Life to practice together back then, and we have some friendship as fellow disciples. You won't even give me this little face, right?" Ma Jingtian said unhappily, waving his sleeves.
"Friends are friends, friendships are friendships, they cannot be confused. Chief Priest Mu and I have serious business to discuss, you have to treat us next time." Chu Yanghe said bluntly.
"Please don't ruin the harmony, please don't ruin the harmony." Fan Chengli squeezed in between the two of them and acted as a peacemaker.
"It's not that I want to hurt the relationship, it's just that this old man is too shameless." Chu Yanghe said with a glare.
"What did you say?" Ma Jingtian's face darkened, and he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to take action.
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