At dawn, Mu Hanyan took Gao Weihu and left Huayu City.
The streets of the city were deserted, and all the priests and people rushed out of the city to see Mu Hanyan off.
Tears welled in everyone's eyes, and they sobbed softly. During this time, the vast majority of them had no place to live, some even wandering the wilderness for generations. It wasn't until they arrived in Huayu City that they finally had a place to stay, no longer having to endure the hardships of the harsh weather for generations.
An Xiaxin and other priests also had tears in their eyes. If it weren't for Mu Hanyan, not to mention Huayu City, even the Huayu Temple would have become a ruin. One can imagine the gratitude and reluctance in their hearts.
Among all the people, the one who cried the most miserably was Long Wudang. He was seen holding Gao Weihu's hand tightly, crying like rain and sobbing uncontrollably, his heart broken.
Long Wudang's genuine feelings moved even the burly old man Gao Weihu, not to mention the others. Seeing Long Wudang's deep brotherly love, even An Xiaxin and others started to shed tears.
"All good things must come to an end. You don't have to be too sad. Besides, it's not like we won't be back." Gao Weihu patted his shoulder and said comfortingly.
"I'm not sad, I'm envious. You can finally escape from the sea of suffering. When will it be my turn?" Long Wudang said with his shoulders twitching.
"Uh..." An Xiaxin and others stopped wiping their tears at the same time, with several black lines on their foreheads.
"What are you talking about?" Taotie's sinister voice suddenly sounded behind him, and then a face full of fat appeared in front of him with a kind smile on his face.
"No, nothing." Long Wudang forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.
"It seems that you haven't been tempered enough. Your character is too bad. It's not a life-and-death separation, but you're crying like this. But it doesn't matter. Weihu is gone, and I will put all my thoughts on you." Taotie patted Long Wudang's shoulder and said earnestly.
"No..." Long Wudang let out a scream like a ghost or a wolf howling, rolled his eyes and fainted on the ground.
Mu Hanyan and others smiled knowingly, and the sadness of parting was also diluted a lot.
"We're leaving, take care!" Mu Hanyan waved to An Xiaxin and other people, as well as some other civilians, and got on the carriage.
"Take care, High Priest!" Below the city, all the priests and people prostrated themselves on the ground, shouting like thunder.
The carriage sped out, bathed in the morning light, heading towards the vast wasteland.
Just as Mu Hanyan and the others left the Huayu Temple, Guan Xiujin in the Life Temple was in a state of panic.
"Master Priest, I wonder what happened to Zhao Xinghong's lost storage bracelet? If we can't find that batch of five-colored soul beads, my Life Temple may not be able to hold on." An old man with silver hair said sarcastically.
"Don't worry, Lord Yang. I'm thinking of a solution and there should be some results soon." Guan Xiu Jin said with a dry laugh.
"Of course you are not in a hurry, but we are. You know our situation very well. We are almost at the deadline. We were hoping to break through to become a Spirit Priest after this hunting trial and extend our lifespan for a thousand years. Who knew that you actually lost your storage bracelet? It contained two hundred thousand colorful soul beads, and you just lost it without any hesitation." Another old man leaned heavily on his crutch and said with a look of resentment.
"I didn't lose it." Guan Xiu Jin explained with a smile.
"Didn't you lose it? As the master of a temple, you don't even have this little bit of responsibility. Everyone in the Temple of Life obeys your orders. When something like this happened, you still have the nerve to shirk responsibility. You have been treated like a dog as the chief priest all these years!" The old man cursed mercilessly.
"Sir, please calm down. I'm thinking of a solution." Guan Xiu Jin's face turned red and white as he continued to laugh dryly.
The two elders, one named Yang Wensheng and the other named Qiu Yongcheng, were the previous Prayer Priest and Soul-Calming Priest of the Temple of Life, respectively. Hundreds of years ago, they had surrendered their priesthoods to devote themselves to cultivation. Although their positions were still lower than Guan Xiujin's, their seniority was evident, and Guan Xiujin could only consider himself a junior in front of them.
It was also because of their seniority that the two of them received much more salary and cultivation resources from the Temple of Life than Guan Xiujing.
Although Zhao Xinghong lost his storage bracelet and got nothing from hunting in the Black Wood Prison this time, he still had some savings, which should be enough to last him for another year. If he saved a little, he could barely get by for three to five years. Who knew that at this moment, the two old guys came out of seclusion impatiently.
The two of them had been in seclusion for more than ten years and had never received any resources for cultivation. The first thing they did after coming out was to ask for the five-colored soul beads. This time, the Temple of Life was stretched to the limit and really couldn't cope with it.
If it were someone else, Guan Xiu Jin could still make excuses, but these two people were too senior and had too much experience. Even if they took advantage of their seniority to scold Guan Xiu Jin, he could only put on a smile.
Seeing Guan Xiujing being pointed at and cursed at by Yang Qiu and the others, several priests nearby also looked embarrassed. These people were Jiang Ruchu, the left priest of the Temple of Life, and Gao Pengcheng, the chief priest of punishment. Gao Pengcheng was the father of Gao Weihu and Gao Weilong.
Of course, their status in the Temple of Life was not low, but facing the scolding from Yang Qiu and the others, even Guan Xiu Jin had to endure it, and of course they couldn't say much.
"I heard that you have made some progress?" Seeing Guan Xiujing's respectful attitude, Qiu Yongcheng's anger subsided a little, and he asked with his nose in the air.
"If we're not mistaken, the storage bracelet that Zhao Xinghong lost is most likely in Mu Hanyan's hands." Guan Xiujing said.
"Mu Hanyan?" Yang Wensheng and Qiu Yongcheng both looked bewildered. They had been in seclusion for many years and had never heard of Mu Hanyan's name.
"Mu Hanyan is the chief priestess of the Huayu Temple, and has some past with Zhao Xinghong..." Guan Xiujin introduced Mu Hanyan's identity and background, and also talked about her grievances with the Zhao family.
"Since you guessed that the batch of five-colored soul beads were in her possession, why didn't you ask her to hand them over?" Qiu Yongcheng asked after hearing Guan Xiujing's words.
"That girl was stubborn and refused to admit it. Kong Renhe and Lord Kong tried to find out, but they didn't find the storage bracelet. Instead, they were humiliated and lost face at her hands." Guan Xiujin smiled bitterly and recounted the story of how Kong Renhe had suffered at the hands of Mu Hanyan.
Yang and Qiu were both shocked. Although they had not come out of seclusion for ten years, they still had some understanding of Kong Renhe's strength and means. They didn't expect that even he could not do anything to Mu Hanyan and was beaten badly by her.
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