Chapter 1722

"The greatest duty of praying priests is to pray for the people. It is also their duty to pray for the villagers and spread the glory of God in every village. By the way, the broken root in his hand is the staff that the praying priest is qualified to hold. " Ye Yian explained in a low voice.

Looking at the eyes, it seems that they don't agree with this kind of bewitching staff move. He didn't know that, in fact, he was more than Sikong Qinglan.

Mu Hanyan knew why Sikong Qinglan had been so skilled in dancing the great God before. It turned out that this was his duty, just like those low-level gods in the remote and wild land of the holy court.

"All rise up, the merciful God, who will always watch you and give you health and peace." They couldn't get up on their knees. Sikong Qinglan slowly stepped down from the carriage and took out small porcelain vases to give them.

"What's that?" Mu Hanyan lowered his voice and asked curiously.

"It's a pill. It's useless for priests, but it's good for ordinary people to keep fit and prolong their life. It can also help them resist the law." Ye Yian replied.

Just as they were talking, they all got up one after another and took the pills of Sikong Qinglan in tears.

"Your Highness, I didn't know you were coming. We didn't prepare the guard of honor. We forgot your highness Haihan." Mu Chenglin rubbed his hands and said awkwardly.

"Don't say that, old patriarch. It's my honor to be here. Mu Hanyan of your Mu family has decided to become the priest of our Huayu temple. This is the honor of our Huayu temple as well as my honor. This time I came to Mujia village, I actually specially escorted her to Huayu temple. " Sikong Qinglan said politely.

"So it is." It dawned on Mu Chenglin that they knew mu Hanyan was a natural God priest, so they didn't feel too strange about Sikong Qinglan's enthusiasm. After all, in ordinary people's cognition, a natural God priest is a genius just born in a thousand years.

But anyway, Sikong Qinglan personally escorts mu Hanyan to Huayu temple, which makes them feel proud. Anyway, mu Hanyan represents their Mujia village.

"Lao Tai Gong, let's go to prepare a dinner party to entertain the praying priesthood?" A member of the clan reminds Mu Chenglin.

"Yes, hurry to prepare the dinner party, kill the pigs and sheep, and take out all the good wine in the cellar. "Mu Chenglin cried out.

In fact, they had been ready to meet mu Hanyan and ye Yian, but since there was another praying priest, the dinner would be more abundant.

"I'll kill the pigs." Mutu said happily.

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome. Just feel free. Just feel free." See everyone so enthusiastic, Sikong Qinglan and some embarrassed, but the mouth said casually good, but the stomach is not very proud of the cuckoo called a few.

Your highness, it seems that you have been hungry for a long time. Mu Hanyan thought funny.

I sat with Sikong Qinglan for a while, and the dinner was ready.

On the flat ground in the middle of the village, there are dozens of big round tables and several huge wine jars on the street corner.

There is such a large flat land in the middle of every village in the land of God. Mu Hanyan thought it was a martial arts arena when he first came here, but later he learned that it was used for sacrificing gods, and when the priest came, it was used for praying for the villagers. To put it bluntly, it was used for dancing big gods.

As soon as everyone is seated, the food and wine are served one after another. Although they are not as exquisite as the restaurants in Tianfeng City, the dishes are full of color, fragrance and smell. Even the cold smoke can make a big stir when you smell the delicious meat.

"Your Highness, please." Ye Yi'an holds up the wine cup and says to Sikong Qinglan.

"Don't be polite, my Lord. Please, please." Sikong Qinglan quickly also took up the wine glass.

The two touched their glasses, then drank them all, and the dinner officially began.

Although the Mu people have their own fiefdoms, they are much richer than those refugees who have no fixed place to live. I don't know how many times, but they can't always open their stomach to eat and drink. It's rare to meet this kind of opportunity of tooth beating sacrifice. Naturally, no one will be polite. Cups and cups crisscross during the dinner, which is more enjoyable.

"Eat, don't mention it." Ling Baobao on the opposite side of the table is enjoying himself. He says to Sikong Qinglan while eating.

"Oh, I..." Sikong Qinglan wants to be polite, but she can't help swallowing.

"Priest Sikong, eat. There is no outsider here. It won't spread out." Mu cold smoke really can't see down, sympathize of say.

"Well I'm not welcome. " If there is no one else, it's all right. But seeing all the people around eating and drinking in the sea, Sikong Qinglan's greedy insects are completely hooked up, and he picks up his chopsticks.

"That's right. Young people should be more casual. They're too restrained It's not good... " Ye Yi'an also early see Sikong Qinglan hungry not light, see he finally put open, is also a face gratified, praise said, but the words have not finished, was stunned, behind the words also can't see smooth.Not only him, mu Hanyan and others were stunned, even Ling Baobao, who was gnawing chicken legs, opened his mouth and was shocked.

I saw Sikong Qinglan roll up her sleeve, one hand holding the fat pig legs, one hand holding chopsticks, with the power of lightning quickly swept toward the table.

Just in a moment, the plates in front of him were all at the bottom, and most of the other plates were wiped out by the cloud.

"How long has he not eaten?" Ling Baobao swallowed the drumstick in his mouth, looked at the cold smoke, and said blankly. I thought I could eat enough, but I didn't expect there would be so much food in the world. He is embarrassed to grab food from Sikong Qinglan now. Look how hungry it is.

Mu Hanyan didn't answer. She was more concerned about another question: what should be the poverty of Huayu temple?

Then mu Hanyan and some black line thought, she took these people in the past, Huayu temple can raise them? Can you afford to eat?

Outside the village, suddenly came a dull sound like thunder.

"Bandits, bandits are coming!" One of the descendants of the wooden family who was responsible for guarding at the entrance of the village rushed in and cried out in horror.

"Bandits!" Ye Yian was surprised and stood up.

Mu cold smoke also slightly a Lin, closely follow to get up. All around, the people of Mu family also got up one after another, with an extremely dignified look.

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