Chapter 1764

Wen Gaoren's entourage priests were stunned and could not say a word for a long time.

"How could it be, how did she do it?" Wen Gaoren himself is unbelievable.

No matter mu Hanyan's previous awkward formula or the last formula he used, it was obvious that he had stolen it from him. However, the subtlety of the various changes in the formula was not comparable to him. He never even thought that his own set of array formula could have such changes.

Recalling mu Hanyan's previous formula, he even felt that he had learned nothing about the array for more than 80 years.

"Master Wen, dinner is ready." Ling Baobao's words interrupted Wen Gaoren's thoughts.

"What, what kind of meal?" Wen Gaoren looks at Ling Baobao blankly.

"As you said just now, if our chief priest can repair the thunderbolt formation, you will eat all the meteorite gold." Ling Baobao said with a smile.

Wen Gaoren's face turned red, and the accompanying priests lowered their heads in shame. Thinking of the sarcasm of Mu Hanyan just now, they just wanted to find a place to drill down.

"Master Wen, please eat slowly and drink some tea. Don't choke." Ling Baobao handed over a cup of hot tea and added, "by the way, these meteorite gold are now the chief sacrifice of my family. Remember to supplement them after you finish eating."

Wen Gaoren regrets that he should have refused when Ling Baobao pulled him just now. It's better to embed it in the wall. At least you don't have to lose face.

The priests in Huayu temple could not help laughing. Even an Xiaxin and Sikong Qinglan were no exception. However, after laughing for a while, they looked at mu Hanyan, and their eyes clearly showed more awe.

Obviously, Wen Gaoren, like long Wudang, lost so much meteorite gold in the cold smoke pit for no reason.

My Lord, it's really insidious and mean, but they like it.

If Mu Hanyan knew what they were thinking, he would have to shout injustice again. God has proved that she doesn't have the idea to pit Wen Gaoren. It's all Ling Baobao's ghost. Previously, Wen Gaoren was deliberately angered, so that he could not meditate on the array, so that he failed again and again. Then he sprinkled salt one by one to stimulate him to make a bet.

If you really want to say despicable, Ling Baobao is also despicable. But this kind of Lingbao, Miss Mu also likes it very much.

"Ling Baobao, don't be rude to the master." However, seeing Wen Gaoren's face as red as pig's liver, mu Hanyan still couldn't see it any more.

Although Wen Gaoren is a little arrogant and greedy, he is also talented and practical. Mu Hanyan doesn't want to hurt his face too much.

Ling Baobao didn't want to be really upset with Wen Gaoren, so he scratched his head and went back.

"It's a joke to master Wen. I've been looking through ancient books these days, and I've read the notes and letters left by the chief priests of all ages. I don't know how many times, but I haven't found a way to repair the array. Just now I saw master Wen's wonderful skill and took a chance. I didn't expect it was really successful. Thank you for your kindness!" Mu Hanyan bows to Wen Gaoren.

What she said was from the bottom of her heart. If it wasn't for Wen Gaoren, she didn't know how long it would take for her to understand the star thunderbolt formation. Therefore, her eyes were full of sincerity without any sense of banter.

"The chief priest is too modest. I can't accept this gift." With Wen Gaoren's experience, it is natural to see that mu Hanyan's words are sincere, and he hastened to reply.

He is not a fool. How can he not know that mu Hanyan is saving his face, or that he is putting gold on his face. He is ashamed and grateful.

"It's getting late. Master Wen will live in our Huayu Temple today. Mr. Sikong, please prepare a banquet." Mu Hanyan said to Sikong Qinglan.

"No, it's not necessary." Wen Gao Ren face all lost, which is good meaning to stay in the flower rain temple, refuse to say.

Mu Hanyan didn't force her. She just wanted to save face for Wen Gaoren, but she didn't really want to prepare a banquet. It's not mean, it's not a grudge against Wen Gaoren, but there's not much food left in Huayu temple. There are still many months to go before the harvest of the farmland, so save some.

Alas, when the chief priest became this son, mu Hanyan himself felt sad.

"Let's go." Wen Gaoren said to the accompanying priest.

He didn't mention all kinds of meteorite gold piled like a small hill, and mu Hanyan certainly didn't mention it. Save face to save face, gamble to gamble, to the mouth of fat again spit out? She's not a fool.

"Wen Gaoren, get out of here!" Just then, a loud roar came from outside the hall.

Wen Gaoren's face changed slightly and walked out quickly.

Mu Hanyan and an Xiaxin looked at each other strangely, put away the pile of meteorite gold, and walked out quickly.

Once outside the hall, mu Hanyan's face sank.

Only two young guards fell at the gate of the hall, spitting blood, angry and ashamed. They were Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming, the followers of Sikong Qinglan. Just now a group of priests, including many common people, followed into the temple to watch the excitement. Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming strictly abided by their duties or stayed outside, but they didn't expect to be injured at the gate of the main hall. It seemed that they were seriously injured.More than ten young people in black robes stood outside the door, looking at the people walking out of the hall with a smile. They were extremely arrogant. It was obvious that Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming were injured in their hands.

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