Chapter 1750 (1/2)

Then, anxiaxin sang and danced the great God like Sikong Qinglan. It turned out that the great God was not his patent. A seal formula was made. A light column fell from the sky and projected on the token. The name of Mu Hanyan flashed a silver light, as if it was deeply imprinted on the token.

Mu Hanyan slightly surprised, suddenly realized that he seemed to ignore something.

”This token is not only the famous brand of the Lord's sacrifice, but also the soul card of the Lord's life. At this time, the altar of the Lord's temple should have burned the fire of the spirit of the Lord's sacrifice. Before long, the major temples will receive the news that the Lord has been honored as the Lord's sacrifice.” An Xia Xin sees Mu Han Yan slightly surprised appearance, explain a way.

Mu Hanyan then knew what she had ignored. It turned out that this was the soul card of Ben Ming, which was related to the main temple. She accidentally wrote her real name, and she didn't know if there would be any trouble.

However, anxiaxin has already finished dancing the great God. Now it's too late to say anything. She can only hope that her news has not been sent back to the land of God, and no one knows her true identity.

In the remote wasteland, the ancient temple, on the altar which has experienced millions of years, rows of candlelight swayed gently. Suddenly, the mysterious light flashed by, and a long extinguished candlelight burst out a few sparks and burned again.

”Huayu temple!” The man in front of the altar frowned.

His face is cold and stern. He seems to be in his early middle age. But when you look at it carefully, his eyebrows are covered with traces of wind and frost, full of fatigue, like an old man of hundreds and thousands of years old.

He is the master of the land of God!

”Lord, it seems that Lord Qianji is about to wake up.” Just then, a young priest came in a hurry and said happily.

”Is it?” God fiercely stood up, eyes also show surprise color.

”Just let them live and die.” God quickly left the main temple. When he was about to leave, he looked at the flickering fire of the spirit and whispered to himself. As for the name on the soul card, I didn't even bother to look at it.

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On the second floor of the Huayu temple, mu Hanyan looks at the experience of cultivation left by the chief priests of the past dynasties, but there is a faint sound of quarrels in his ears.

”Reverend priest Zuo, although Lord Mu has just defeated long Wudang and helped us a lot, we are also very grateful to her, but the position of chief priest is handed down from generation to generation. I'm afraid it's not proper to give it to outsiders.”

”Right priestess, please think twice about it. Please consider it carefully.”

”Lord Sikong, although he didn't say it clearly when he became the chief priest on his deathbed, he has been placing high hopes on you all these years. I'm afraid it's a pity for him to give up the position of chief priest to others.”

”In fact, we all admire the strength and character of Lord mu. Otherwise, the three adults will draw lots to decide who will be the chief priest, and the position left will be held by Lord mu. No matter the left priest, the right priest or the praying priest, we have no difference.”

”Yes, no matter the left priest, the right priest or the praying priest, we have no difference.”