"Hahahaha, you really have your eyes on someone else." Several priests laughed.
Kong Renhe was already in a bad mood, and hearing the priests talking and laughing without restraint made him even more irritated. He was about to order them to shut up, but suddenly, an idea came to his mind.
The priest's subsequent words were irrelevant, but the first sentence made him grasp something!
"Shh, stop talking. Do you want to die? Even the Right Priest and Liu Qianyuan can only be defeated when they meet him. How dare you joke like this?" An elderly priest frowned and scolded in a deep voice.
The priests were shocked and thought of Mu Hanyan's angry and murderous look, and dared not speak anymore.
The surroundings became quiet again, and Kong Renhe fell into deep thought again.
Generally speaking, the stronger the alien beast is, the more five-colored soul beads it will produce. If it reaches the level of a seventh-order divine heart priest, it can produce five five-colored soul beads. If it reaches the level of a tenth-order divine heart priest, it can produce ten five-colored soul beads. Some with extraordinary bloodlines can produce even more.
To put it in the most accurate way, if Long Wudang wants to hunt a thousand five-colored soul beads, he will need a hundred powerful beasts comparable to the tenth-level Divine Heart Priest. Is it possible for so many powerful beasts to be seriously injured and die in front of him?
There must be something wrong with the origins of his five-colored soul beads. Most likely, they were the hush money that Mu Hanyan gave him after she got Zhao Xinghong's storage bracelet.
As expected of a prayer priest of the Temple of Life, Kong Renhe's lifelong efforts to become a great god were not in vain. His meticulous thinking was no less than those of his fellow charlatans in the Holy Court Continent, and he actually guessed it almost exactly.
If he had only some doubts about Mu Hanyan before, or if he had deliberately directed the blame towards Mu Hanyan in order to prevent Zhao Xinghong from being cursed after his death, then now, he was almost certain that the five-colored soul bead was on Mu Hanyan's body.
It was a pity that Long Wudang and Zuo Qiuhan had been talking about all sorts of things and diverting everyone's attention, and then they started to yell and curse at the priest under Zuo Qiuhan. Even he was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and he didn't find the flaw in it, otherwise he would have exposed Mu Hanyan on the spot.
Although Zuo Qiuhan had already left and it was impossible to bring him back for a confrontation, Kong Renhe was not in a hurry at all. As long as the storage bracelet was still on Mu Hanyan, he was sure to catch her red-handed.
"Hmph, don't think that this little trick can fool me, Kong Renhe. You will cry soon!" Looking at Mu Hanyan and others who were chatting and laughing, Kong Renhe smiled coldly.
Mu Hanyan suddenly felt a cold gaze staring at her. She turned her head and saw a sneer on Kong Renhe's face.
Could it be that this old man has guessed something?
Soon, Mu Hanyan withdrew her gaze. She was not afraid even if Kong Renhe guessed something. Zuo Qiuhan had been gone for a long time. Could she still catch him back for a confrontation?
Besides, even if they confronted each other, what would happen? It was nothing more than a slight discrepancy in the numbers. In short, what Zuo Qiuhan had already admitted could not be false. Long Wudang could have a lucky break once, so why couldn't he have a second or third chance? This guy, when he got lucky, it was unstoppable.
Finally, the priests at the front of the team were questioned one by one and left Qianlong Valley. It was the turn of Mu Hanyan and others.
"Please hand over the storage magic tools on you. You can leave after verification." A law enforcement priest said to Mu Hanyan and others across the makeshift stone table.
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