"Master Wen, what do you think of my suggestion?" Mu Hanyan said to Wen Gaoren.
"I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable despite your young age. I misunderstood you earlier," Wen Gaoren said, delighted. Mu Hanyan's words resonated with him, so he gave her some face, as a way to appease the priests of the Flower Rain Temple.
"Let's put it this way. Without seeing my strength, I'm sure you won't be convinced. Let's stop here for now. Let me repair a few formations first, and then we'll discuss it in detail." Seeing that Mu Hanyan had finally convinced everyone, Wen Gaoren didn't want to push them too hard, for fear of causing their disgust and causing further complications, so he pretended to be straightforward and spoke.
He thought to himself: Anyway, with Mu Hanyan's words in mind, once they see my true strength and taste the sweetness, I don't have to worry about her going back on her word.
After saying that, the group turned around and followed Mu Hanyan and others towards the temple.
"Since you still have some knowledge, my master will certainly not treat you unfairly. When you give up the position of chief priest, the position of Anling priest will still be yours." The arrogant attendant priest said to Mu Hanyan with his neck straight and a look of pride as he walked. After that, he ignored her and turned his head to look around.
"What is a Soul-Calming Priest?" Mu Hanyan asked Sikong Qinglan. Since there were only about twenty people left in the Flower Rain Temple, many priest positions were vacant. Mu Hanyan knew about the Soul-Calming Priest, but she didn't know what they did.
"He also presides over sacrifices, proclaims God's will, and prays for the people." Sikong Qinglan replied.
"Performing a shaman act like you?" Mu Hanyan said subconsciously.
"Shaman dance?" Sikong Qinglan was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and blushed shyly. "It's not exactly the same. It's mainly about praying for the deceased and comforting the souls of the dead."
Mu Hanyan wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. She used to be a shaman performing rituals at funerals, but he actually looked up to her.
Soon, everyone arrived at the central hall. Besides the priests of the Flower Rain Temple and Wen Gaoren's followers, the few remaining civilians in the city also came to watch the excitement.
"Nonsense, nonsense! This is a sacred place. When did ordinary people get to come and go as they please? Lord An, you high priests are quite incompetent. You must manage them properly from now on," Wen Gaoren scolded. He remembered that he was new here and it would be bad to offend too many people, so he kept his voice low.
An Xiaxin and Shen Yuhe looked at each other. This old man was really rude. He acted like the chief priest before he even started.
"Master Wen, this is the Star Thunder God Formation, one of the twenty-four main formations of the Huayu Temple. The farmland behind the city is barely maintained by this formation barrier." An Xiaxin did not argue with him and pointed to a formation in the hall.
This formation was the one that she, Shen Yuhe and Sikong Qinglan had pondered over and over again a few days ago but were unable to repair. The reason they chose this formation first was naturally because there was only this last piece of farmland left in Huayu City, and everyone depended on it to fill their stomachs and avoid starving to death.
Of course, she would not tell these things to Wen Gaoren. The old man had already asked for a very high price. What would he do if he knew the plight of the Huayu Temple and asked for an even higher price?
Wen Gaoren began to circle around the formation. Mu Hanyan noticed that his steps seemed unintentional, but in fact they contained a mystery. Sometimes they were fast, sometimes slow, sometimes light, sometimes heavy. The length and angle of each step seemed to have been carefully calculated.
It seems that the old man's arrogance is not without reason, and he does have some real skills.
Although Mu Hanyan had read through all the books on formations in the Huayu Temple and remembered the insights and experiences left by all the successive chief priests (given the strength and vision of the successive chief priests, they certainly would not have written down all the miscellaneous insights. What they left behind were all the fruits of their life's hard work, and all of them had been repeatedly pondered and studied, so there were actually not many of them), and had relied on the memories of the divine beasts that had been awakened again, and had many insights into the "Eight Gates Divine Formation", "Eight Desolate Divine Falls", etc., but after all, he had never met a true formation master in the Continent of Gods, and had no practical experience, so when he saw Wen Gaoren's steps, he was still impressed.
Obviously, his steps were in line with the principles of the formation, and with this, he could integrate his spiritual thoughts into the formation more quickly.
Mu Hanyan memorized his steps in mind and tried to figure them out, which deepened her understanding of the formation.
"Nonsense, nonsense!" Wen Gaoren turned around a few times and started scolding again like a catchphrase.
Everyone looked at him blankly, not knowing what this old man was going on about.
"Have you tried to repair this formation?" Wen Gaoren asked An Xiaxin.
An Xiaxin nodded.
"Hmph, if you don't have the skills, don't take on the job. Do you know that you almost destroyed this formation?" Wen Gaoren said unhappily.
"Master Wen, please explain clearly." Although An Xiaxin was indignant, she also knew that her attainments in formations could not be compared with Wen Gaoren, so she still spoke modestly.
"Star Thunder God Formation, do you think it's just a random name? This formation is called the Star Thunder God Formation, and it uses the Big Dipper as its foundation and the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder as its guide. Only in this way can the formation be perfected. Once it is in operation, it will last for thousands of years.
You think you can repair the formation as long as the materials match, but you don't understand how to use the Seven Star Formation to dissolve the power of the Heavenly Thunder Law. Fortunately, you haven't reached a stage yet. Otherwise, once the formation is activated, not only the formation itself, but even the Flower Rain Temple would likely be destroyed by the thunder." Seeing An Xiaxin's humble attitude, Wen Gaoren didn't continue the lecture. Instead, he began to explain with great enthusiasm, clearly showing off his attainments in formation.
"So that's how it is. Thank you Master Wen for your guidance. Fortunately, we didn't activate the formation rashly, otherwise it would be too late to regret." An Xiaxin and Shen Yuhe were still in shock. Although they didn't like the old man's greed and his condescending attitude, they admired Wen Gaoren's attainments in formations.
Mu Hanyan's mind suddenly became clear. Her strength in formation in the Holy Court Continent was not weak before. Even several formation instructors in Longyan Academy regarded her as a master. After practicing intensively during this period, she also had a deep understanding of the power of formation in the Continent of Gods. So she also discovered that this star thunder formation had hidden mysteries. However, after all, she had not been in the Continent of Gods for a long time and was not used to completely linking the use of the power of the law with the formation, so she was puzzled.
It wasn't until she heard Wen Gaoren's words that she suddenly realized what was happening. However, wasn't it a bit of an exaggeration to say that the entire temple was destroyed? Moreover, from her feeling, this formation seemed to be more than just that? After all, without having personally experienced such a formation, Mu Hanyan couldn't be sure.
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