The last time in Beiyuan Mist Plain, Mu Hanyan discovered a lot of medicinal herbs and meteoric gold, but due to the influence of the law of chaos, these meteoric gold and herbs could not be used. If used rashly, they would most likely explode and shatter, or even cause death.
At the time, Mu Hanyan, out of curiosity, had collected a considerable amount of medicinal herbs and meteorites, intending to study them carefully to see if they could be turned into treasure. However, they soon reached the Divine Continent, and never saw any use for them. Who could have known that the sages and powerful men of the Divine Continent had already turned waste into treasure, using this meteorite cloth to create the foundation for a formation capable of resisting the laws of chaos?
This discovery made Mu Hanyan ecstatic.
Previously, she thought that the formation foundation was infinitely mysterious and impossible to comprehend. In fact, it was only because she was still accustomed to using the formation theories of the Continent of Gods or the Continent of the Holy Court to speculate on the formation theory. Now that she knew the secret, Mu Hanyan was too lazy to speculate on it anymore. She only needed to think about the method of setting up the formation and then follow the same pattern. Anyway, she had a lot of this meteorite gold on her and was not afraid of wasting it.
The only thing to note is that the origin of the meteorite gold is strange, so it cannot be easily discovered. With the cover of the hand seal, this is of course not difficult for Mu Hanyan.
Thus, something that no one had expected happened right before their eyes. No matter how hard Zhao Xinghong and the others tried to think about it, they would never have thought that Mu Hanyan was simply copying the same method. However, because the meteorite gold she used contained sufficient energy, the effect was much stronger than the formation bases laid by those sages and powerful predecessors.
Of course, Mu Hanyan did not gain nothing. The method of arranging the array base has been deeply rooted in her mind. When she has time, she can slowly ponder the array formation and the principles of the array. Moreover, in the process of arranging the array, she has a better understanding of the chaotic laws, and her feelings have become clearer. This will be of great benefit to her attainments in array formations and even to her future cultivation.
"Right Priest, didn't you want to see my formation skills? Now that you have seen it, you have no regrets. Do you want to learn?" Mu Hanyan said to Zhao Xinghong with a smile.
After being ridiculed by a bunch of clowns for so long, it's her turn to hold her head high.
The corners of Zhao Xinghong's mouth twitched heavily. He thought that even if Mu Hanyan didn't die, she would be seriously injured. That's why he pretended to be generous and asked everyone to broaden their horizons and learn more from Mu Hanyan. The irony was self-evident.
Who knew that Mu Hanyan would retaliate so soon?
What a slap in the face! This time I really got slapped in the face.
Zhao Xinghong's old face was burning hot, as if he had been slapped hard in the face.
"It seems that the Right Priest is not interested in learning. Lord Zhao, Master Ou, Master Zhao, and Master Fei, do you want to learn? If you do, I can teach you. Don't worry, I pretended not to hear what people said just now. As long as you ask me, I... will not teach you." After slapping Zhao Xinghong in the face, Miss Mu was not satisfied and said jokingly to Zhao Xinghu and others. At the end of her words, everyone thought she was going to say that she would definitely teach if you asked, but she took an unexpected turn and said that she would not teach you. Su Baoer covered her mouth and laughed secretly. Sister Mu's bad taste is really... great!
Miss Mu has endured the ugly faces of these jumping clowns for a long time.
Zhao Xinghu and the others were filled with shame. The sarcastic remarks they had made before were like loud slaps in their faces.
"I never thought that the Temple of Life would have such a genius. She doesn't look very old, how could she have such exquisite formation skills!" The priest from the Frozen Temple said with emotion.
"She is a genius, but it's a pity that she was born in the wrong place. It seems that others in the Temple of Life don't take her seriously." Another priest from the Temple of Death sighed.
"It's more than just that I didn't take it seriously. I almost wanted to..." The rest of the words were not said, but everyone knew what they were going to say.
They had long noticed that Mu Hanyan and Zhao Xinghong and the others were at odds, and after seeing the various difficulties Zhao Xinghong and the others were treating Mu Hanyan with, they felt a certain amount of sympathy for her. However, they didn't know Mu Hanyan personally, and they didn't want to offend Zhao Xinghong over a priest from a lower-level temple, so they kept silent.
However, Mu Hanyan's skill in array formations completely captivated them. Such a talent would be treated with great respect in any other temple, but the Temple of Life had so many priests working together to harass her that even outsiders like them couldn't stand it.
Zhao Xinghong and others had just been slapped in the face by Mu Hanyan, and were feeling a burning pain. Their words were like slaps in the face one after another, making them feel ashamed and embarrassed.
"Let's go." Zhao Xinghong's face darkened. He glared at Mu Hanyan fiercely, then turned and left with everyone.
"Sister Mu, you are so awesome. Such despicable villains should be taught a lesson." Su Baoer said with admiration as she watched Zhao Xinghong and others flee in panic.
Mu Han smiled without saying anything. Although she had taught Zhao Xinghong and the others a lesson and vented her anger, she also knew that the two sides had now become mortal enemies.
If this kind of thing happened to someone else, it probably wouldn't matter much, but for Zhao Xinghong's identity, it would definitely become a lifelong shame for him. There is absolutely no possibility of him and himself shaking hands and making peace. Unless he tramples himself to death, he will probably never be able to regain his face.
Of course, Mu Hanyan didn't care. She was just a tenth-level Divine Heart Priest, and might not be as good as he was back then. As long as he was a little stronger, he could trample on him however he wanted, trample him all over the place, trample him to death, or trample him alive as he pleased.
As her strength increased, Miss Mu's domineering aura returned quietly without her noticing.
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