Chapter 1801

Praise of life! Mu Hanyan reacts fiercely. This is not the priestly magic that Sikong Qinglan used when he saved the small auspicious beast last time, but also the unique magic of Huayu temple.

Mu Hanyan also tried to practice this divine skill. After several days of practice, he found that this divine skill was too complicated and needed a lot of time to practice. According to Sikong Qinglan, if you want to really master the hymn of life, you need countless opportunities and little by little accumulation. Many so-called gifted priests in the history of Huayu temple were unable to enter the temple after exhausting their whole life In the end, I can only regret.

Of course, mu Hanyan was reluctant to waste his precious time on it, and gave up decisively after a few days.

Sikong Qinglan sings and dances around Chen Xuefeng. Under the hazy moonlight, glittering and translucent light spots whirled around Chen Xuefeng like fireflies, and his pale face also recovered a trace of blood color.

"I succeeded. I succeeded again. I didn't succeed once before. I didn't expect to succeed twice in succession recently." Sikong Qinglan finished singing the last divine words. Because of the great consumption of spiritual power, her face became paler than the previous Chen Xuefeng, but she was too excited to restrain herself.

Since he joined the school at the age of three, he has been painstakingly studying the hymn of life. Now, it has been nearly 20 years. He looks like he is ten years older than his real age, but he has never succeeded once. He thinks that he will regret all his life like his predecessors. Who knows that he has succeeded twice in succession after encountering the cold smoke.

Is all this related to the Lord priest? Sikong Qinglan is certainly not a fool. He can easily think of Mu Hanyan's identity and master's last words when he thinks of them.

Looking at the cold smoke, his eyes are even more shining.

"Why save me?" Chen Xuefeng opens his eyes and looks at mu Hanyan unexpectedly.

Mu Hanyan didn't answer. Having seen the ferocity of the bandits, she didn't have any pity for Chen Xuefeng. She didn't want to save his life. At most, she wanted to leave him a breath and ask for the answer she wanted. She didn't stop Sikong Qinglan from singing the praises of life because she knew that this guy's praises of life were not very reliable. She didn't succeed once before she met her. She was just a dead horse doctor. She didn't expect to save Chen Xuefeng.

Mu Hanyan's silent appearance is more profound. I can't help it. I'm used to it. Every time I have any questions that I don't want to answer, I'm used to playing deep.

"I just lost. I'll tell you everything you want to know." Seeing mu Hanyan's unfathomable appearance, Chen Xuefeng had some inexplicable awe.

At this time, he noticed the mark of the chief priest on mu Hanyan's robe. He was originally the guard of a certain priestly family, and the people worked for the priestly family from generation to generation. Of course, he knew what the chief priest meant. We should know that every temple has a long history, and there are countless strong people in it. Without enough strength and prestige, it can never become a temple Lord of the temple.

It is precisely because of such a background, even if he is not willing to admit it, but in his heart, he still has instinctive awe for the temple chief priest.

Now, of course, he also knows that mu Hanyan's strength is not as simple as that of the eighth level God priest, otherwise he can't defeat himself with one sword. Seeing that she is only in her twenties, she has such a strong strength and is able to beat other competitors to become the chief priest. Naturally, her talent and reputation are self-evident.

With his understanding of the temple, the young chief priest's future achievements are bound to be limitless.

Of course, the reason why he was so imaginative was that he didn't know how far the Huayu temple had gone before the arrival of Mu Hanyan. There were only about 20 priests left, so poor that he couldn't even fill his stomach.

"Go ahead." Mu Hanyan doesn't know how Chen Xuefeng's mind is like a tidal current, just says lightly.

"The martial arts I practiced came from a grotto in the wasteland, and the one who led us to the grotto was the one who just died under your sword." Chen Xuefeng points to the famous bandit killed by mu Hanyan and says.

"Show it to me." Mu Hanyan held out his hand.

Without hesitation, Chen Xuefeng took out an ancient book and gave it to Mu Hanyan.

Mu cold smoke turned for a while, heart suddenly a surprised.

It's true that martial arts are recorded in ancient books, but they are far more exquisite than those practiced by Mu Tu and others. They are somewhat similar to the eight wild gods meteorite of the ancestral temple of Huayu. But if you think about it a little, you will feel quite different. It feels like the same kind of combat skill. Because of different understandings, it is derived from two methods of application.

Mu Hanyan also felt that Chen Xuefeng didn't understand the martial arts in this ancient book at all, otherwise his strength would be at least twice or more than now.

For a moment, mu Hanyan couldn't figure it out. He collected the ancient books first.

"What is the origin of that man?" Mu Hanyan then asked.

"His name is mo Shiqi. He claims that his ancestor was the ruler of xiafeng temple. Tens of thousands of years ago, a great great great grandfather was also the praying priest of xiafeng temple. However, the younger generation was mediocre. One generation was inferior to another. Tens of thousands of years ago, his family was in the wilderness, so he was named Mo Shiqi. Because he could not live any longer, he could only become a bandit." Chen Xuefeng said.After all, he used to work in the priesthood family. Once he stopped being a bandit, his words would be elegant.

"Mo Shiqi." Mu Hanyan pondered for a while.

It's hard to tell the true name from the false one, and there's no way to prove a family that has been in the wilderness for tens of thousands of years. These bandits are not like temples. It's impossible for people to join in. We have to find out the ancestors of other people for 18 generations.

"How does he know the location of the cave?" Mu Hanyan then asked.

"According to him, it's a map found from the notes left by his ancestors. Because of his low strength, a person can't travel long distances in the wilderness, so he can only take refuge in us. That map can also be regarded as the registration he gave me." Chen Xuefeng said, after saying that, he scolded again, "that boy has no good intentions, his strength should be much stronger than me."

"Can you still find that cave?" Mu Hanyan asked.

"Yes, it's in the West. It's about tens of thousands of miles away from here." Chen Xuefeng said.

"Show us." Mu Hanyan said without hesitation. Calculate the time, and then calculate the foot distance of the red charcoal cloud smoke beast. One trip and then come back can completely catch up with the sacrificial ceremony.

At this time, the villagers who survived the disaster came over in awe and curiosity.

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