Chapter 1851

"Do you think I'm weak? Do you think I'm short-lived?" Mu Hanyan rolled his eyes and said.

According to her conjecture, this divine prayer is a divine skill, because it is too powerful for ordinary priests to perform. If she is forced to do it, she will probably lose her vitality. This is the reason why those people are weak and die early. Obviously, she does not have this problem. After all, she relies on the memory of awakening to pray. How can she have a short life.

"It seems that it's really OK. What's the matter?" Shen Yuhe patted and knocked on mu Hanyan for a long time. As expected, there was no difference at all. There was no sign of weakness on her body, and she said in surprise.

"You'll know later." Mu Hanyan is too lazy to explain. Anyway, with the improvement of his strength, Shen Yuhe will understand the so-called prayer of God sooner or later.

Under the stage, the people's recitation finally ended, but no one got up, still kneeling on the ground, eyes dim with tears watching mu Hanyan, eyes full of respect and gratitude.

"Why isn't it over yet?" Mu Hanyan was staring at by so many eyes, which was a little uncomfortable.

What made her even more uncomfortable was that the eyes of the twelve priests looking at her were more unfriendly than before. I can't help it. Originally, we all showed the mercy of the chief priests and enjoyed the sacrifices worshipped by the common people. In the end, we saw her perform alone, and she robbed her of the limelight. Other chief priests became the foil. Who would be happy?

Of course, mu Hanyan is a little helpless. She didn't expect to be like this.

"If the chief priests don't say something, they won't get up." Shen Yuhe said with a smile, almost did not engrave the word "envy" in her mind. It's a great honor for a priest to get such sincere worship from the common people, but she never dreamed of such a day.

"All rise up, the people of God, the great God, will always care for you and give you health and peace." Mu Hanyan waved his hand and said in a low and dignified voice.

I haven't eaten pork, and I've seen pigs run. I've seen Sikong Qinglan dance a lot, and she'll say a few nice words.

I have to admit that at this time, Miss Mu was beautiful and solemn. She was full of holy glory, and she really had the style of a god stick.

"Thank you for your blessing. Your light will always shine on our hearts and guide us out of the dark." With the blessing of the great lady of Mu family, the people below choked up and burst into tears again.

Hundreds of thousands of people choked with reverence. How spectacular the scene was. However, Miss Mu was disgusted by her own divine stick behavior. Seeing that they had all got up, she quickly left the scene.

Next, which old deity came on stage again, danced for a while, and announced the end of the ceremony.

"It's over so soon?" Mu Hanyan didn't expect that such a grand ceremony of offering sacrifices to gods would end so soon. He asked in surprise.

"For ordinary people, it's over. For temples, it's just beginning." Shen Yuhe said.

Mu Hanyan understood what she meant. Sacrificial rites were just the means for the temples to appease people and rule hundreds of millions of people. For the major temples, the focus was not here. In the subsequent competition, it was also related to the final ownership of the one million year old treasure of heaven and earth.

The people under the stage dispersed one after another, and soon there were only about 10000 people left in the square that originally contained hundreds of thousands of people.

Of course, not everyone is qualified to watch the competition among the temples. Most of them are members of the priestly family of the twelve temples.

Because the festive atmosphere brought by the prayer of Mu Hanyan God was swept away, the atmosphere of the whole square became low. Although every time at the ceremony of offering sacrifices to gods, each temple will send its children to compete with each other, everyone knows that this time is different from the past.

For that treasure, even the chief priests of each temple would fight with each other in person. Naturally, the competition between the priests below could not be as sullen as before.

"In the afternoon, there will be a competition among the major temples. You should take a rest to prepare for the competition. In addition, you should report the list of people who will take part in the competition." Long Ao left finish saying to lead to walk down high stage first, before leaving, still if have deep meaning of saw Mu Han Yan one eye.

"Come on, let's get ready, too." Other chief priests also said hello and left in groups, but no one paid attention to the cold smoke, and even looked at her heavy cold hum when someone left.

"Young people, they just don't know what they are, they want to be in the limelight everywhere."

"Has she never heard of a bird with a stick?"

"This time let her show off, later she will regret it."

Walking a long way, mu Hanyan also heard some people sneer.

I didn't offend you again. It's your own incompetence. Can you blame me? Mu Hanyan was more or less apologetic when he heard these words.

Others don't know what God's prayer is about, but she can't help but know how much other chief priests should know. If they have the ability, it's estimated that everyone wants to show it and trample on others.Now they don't have that ability, but they all point at her to bathe in the cold smoke. It's obvious that they are envious and jealous. As the chief sacrifice, they don't even have the capacity to accommodate people.

"Lord, let's go down and have a rest." Shen Yuhe said to Mu Hanyan.

"Let's go." Mu Han fumes anger to anger, but not because that kind of person bad mood, soon put them behind.

"By the way, Lord, we think about it. We won't take part in this contest." To the lounge, Sikong Qinglan pondered said.

The list that was reported to Tianyang Temple last time was only the list of those who participated in the sacrificial ceremony. Those who want to participate in the competition need to report the list again, which was also mentioned by long Aoli just now.

"Why?" Mu Hanyan asked.

"My Lord, I have just learned that except for the chief priests in each temple, all of them are left and right priests, prayer priests, punishment priests and other high-level priests. None of them is below the tenth level of the God priests. With their strength, even if I am added, they have no chance of winning. Your prayer just now has offended all the shrines. I'm afraid they'll do evil. " Wen Gaoren explained for them.

"So strong?" Mu Hanyan was slightly surprised.

According to her understanding, in the past, the competition in the ceremony of offering sacrifices to gods was actually a walk through. No one wanted to hurt the harmony, so the young priests in each temple generally took part in the competition.

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