"In order to help us subdue the spiritual fire, the chief priest took such a great risk and did not hesitate to suffer great losses. I, Zhou Jilin, am extremely grateful. From now on, if the chief priest gives any instructions, I, Zhou Jilin, will do so without a second thought." Zhou Jilin was so moved that his voice choked. He was hundreds of years old and almost burst into tears on the spot.
Wen Gaoren and Zhou Jilin were stunned when they heard this, and their minds became clear again: What risk? What serious damage? They saw it clearly just now. Miss Mu was so relaxed that she was about to fall asleep. How could it be as serious as they said?
Turning their heads, they were both stunned.
Miss Mu looked haggard and lifeless, her whole body was soaked in water, and her two little hands were shaking like chicken claws. It was obvious that she was exhausted or even seriously injured.
What is going on? It's only been a few breaths, how could the High Priest become like this?
"Masters, there is no need to do this. As long as you can stay in the Huayu Temple with peace of mind and use your medical skills and elixirs to benefit the priests and people in the city, it doesn't matter if I get injured or even if I risk my life." Mu Hanyan said with a "difficult" smile.
A layer of holy light suddenly appeared on that exhausted face.
"The chief priest is so selfless for the priests and people of Huayu City. It is truly admirable." Wu Yazhi said with deep emotion. In front of Mu Hanyan, he even felt a little ashamed.
"Having such a chief priest is a blessing for all people. Being able to join the Flower Rain Temple is also a lifelong honor for me, Zhou Jilin." Zhou Jilin also said with a sigh.
"Master Chief Priest, we swear that we will repay your kindness with all our strength in this life, and use our life's efforts to benefit the thousands of people in Huayu City. If we break this oath, heaven will strike us!" The two swore in unison.
Beside them, Wen Gaoren and Zhou Jilin were completely stunned.
They were not stupid. Looking at the touched and impulsive faces of Wu Zhou and the others, and the fatigue on Miss Mu's face that was more sudden than a summer rainstorm, how could they not guess the mystery?
It turns out that this high priest is not only good at understanding people's minds, but he is even better at playing tricks!
But, it seems a bit shameless...
Mu Hanyan didn't feel shameless. For the sake of her original promise, for the prosperity of the Flower Rain Temple, and for the love of tens of thousands of people in Flower Rain City, she had to do everything she could to make Wu Yazi and Zhou Jilin stay willingly. In fact, for Wu and Zhou, staying in Flower Rain City might not be the best option.
The Temple of Life subordinates twelve temples, including the Temple of Life. Who could possibly be as united and dedicated as the Flower Rain Temple? Everyone is filled with intrigue and deception. Masters like Wu Yizi and Zhou Jilin, devoted to medicine and alchemy, are inherently not good at this. If they're not careful, they might end up being sold out and even have to help others collect the money. Wen Gaoren was a prime example. They retreated to Tianyang City for precisely this reason.
Today's Huayu City is definitely much stronger than Tianyang City.
Mu Hanyan's efforts were not in vain. Moved by the kindness of the chief priest, Wu Zhou and the other two did as they promised and stayed in Huayu City from then on, devoting themselves to the study of medicine and alchemy.
With their full support, Huayu City had an inexhaustible supply of elixirs. In the following months, the thousands of young men from various families who temporarily served as guards finally officially became priests of the temple. The strength of the Huayu Temple also increased day by day, and was no less than its heyday.
The city's common people naturally benefited greatly as well. With two medical experts at their helm, not only the accomplished priests but even the common people were immune to all ailments. Huayu City gradually gained fame, and would later become a sacred place in the eyes of all priests and common people throughout the Holy Court Continent.
The efforts of Wu Yizi and Zhou Jilin were rewarded. The names of Dan Shou Hui Tian and Ghost Doctor Sheng Xin spread far and wide across the continent, and were still praised by people even thousands of years later.
Of course, this is all in the past.
"By the way, how is Brother Gao doing recently?" After seeing off Wu Yizi and Zhou Jilin, who were moved to tears, Mu Hanyan asked Gu Qingyang.
Gao Weihu has been in seclusion practicing for some time, trying to break through the bottleneck of the Divine Heart Priest. Mu Hanyan is busy with trivial matters and doesn't want to disturb him, so she just asks Gu Qingyang for help and pays more attention to his movements.
"There is no sign of a breakthrough yet." Gu Qingyang shook his head and said.
Hearing this, Mu Hanyan frowned.
Logically speaking, even if Gao Weihu wasted most of the five-colored soul beads due to his haste, it would still be enough for him to be promoted to the level of God's Heart Priest.
However, as far as Mu Hanyan knew, the last time he was attacked was right at the critical moment of his breakthrough. Could it be that the previous injury had left some hidden dangers in his body? Mu Hanyan was a little worried.
You must know that the more critical the moment of breakthrough, the greater the risk. If you fail, at best your strength will be damaged, at worst you will go astray and even damage your foundation. Although the transition from a spirit priest to a god's heart priest is like the transition from a swordsman to a swordsman, which is usually not too dangerous, Gao Weihu was ambushed by someone at that time, and there might be some hidden dangers.
"I'll go take a look." Mu Hanyan said as she walked towards Gao Weihu's secret training room.
Inside the secret room, Gao Weihu sat cross-legged, his body surging with the unique energy fluctuations of spiritual power. However, based on Mu Hanyan's experience, the strength of this spiritual power was clearly not enough to help him break through the bottleneck.
As his cultivation deepened and he practiced for longer periods of time, Mu Hanyan gradually became more familiar with the temple's cultivation methods, no longer feeling as lost as before. With his powerful divine sense, he could judge the strength of the temple's priests more accurately than even most local priests.
Gao Weihu circulated his spiritual power over and over again, but finally sighed helplessly and opened his eyes.
"Brother Gao." Mu Hanyan called softly.
"Master Chief Priest, why are you here?" Gao Weihu only then noticed Mu Hanyan and looked up in surprise.
"Brother Gao, why does it seem to me that your strength hasn't improved much compared to before? Could it be that the last injury damaged your foundation?" Mu Hanyan asked curiously.
If her feeling was correct, Gao Weihu's spiritual energy fluctuations were not much stronger than the last time he saw it on the black market. It could even be said that there was no improvement at all. Remember, Gao Weihu took five hundred Five-Colored Soul Orbs from her. Even if he sold half and used the other half himself, that would still be over two hundred Five-Colored Soul Orbs. Even if he exchanged them for ordinary elixirs, it wouldn't be impossible for him to have no improvement at all.
"It has nothing to do with the last injury. After all, it's the trouble caused by the spiritual fire of heaven and earth." Gao Weihu said with a wry smile.
"Spiritual fire of heaven and earth?" Mu Hanyan was slightly stunned.
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