"Here comes the meal." Fortunately, Sikong Qinglan didn''t forget it and soon came in with a food basket.


    "What''s good to eat?" Ling Baobao''s eyes are full of gold and expectations.


    "It''s a bit crude. I hope you don''t mind." Sikong Qinglan is very embarrassed to say.


    "It''s OK. I''m tired of eating dried meat every day. It''s better to be simple." Ling Baobao took the food basket, opened the cover with a smile, and then the smile froze on his face.


    A few bowls of congee, a few coarse grain steamed bread, a dish of pickles. At first, I thought Sikong Qinglan was just modest, but I didn''t know it was really simple.


    This kind of food, even mu Hanyan, who has never been picky about eating, feels shabby. It''s no wonder that Sikong Qinglan is so hungry that she almost chews the dishes at the reception in Mujia village. The life of the temple is really a little difficult.


    But think about the situation of Huayu temple, she can understand. Mujia village''s fiefdoms are protected by a border. At least there are large areas of farmland, and every household also keeps some livestock. The city pools around the Huayu temple are dilapidated, and even the temple itself can only barely maintain, so there are no farm animals. Even if there are, they are just enough to wrap their stomach. It''s good not to starve to death.


    "Eat it." Mu Hanyan really has no appetite, but at least Sikong Qinglan has a good intention, and he doesn''t want to embarrass him.


    Although Ling Baobao is disappointed, he treats people very well and doesn''t want to embarrass Sikong Qinglan. He takes the bowl of porridge and drinks it.


    "It''s getting late. You all have an early rest. Tomorrow morning I''ll take you to the temple for baptism." When they finished eating, Sikong Qinglan put away the food box and left the room.


    As soon as Sikong Qinglan left, Ling Baobao took out a piece of dried meat that he was said to have been tired of eating, and wolfed it down. He couldn''t see the posture that he was tired of eating at all.


    Mu Hanyan looks at Ling Baobao sympathetically. Now it''s not just about improving his cultivation. It seems that even filling his stomach is a problem.


    At dawn, mu Hanyan and Ling Baobao follow Sikong Qinglan through the corridor to the central hall.


    Different from yesterday, there is a stone platform in the center of the main hall, which looks like an altar. At the top of the altar, a black crystal stone about half a foot in size is emitting a strange halo. If you look carefully, it is also full of runes.


    Obviously, this crystal is used for baptism.


    The gate of the main hall was already full of people. Besides anxiaxin and Shen Yuhe, other priests were there, and even many people came to see the excitement.


    Huayu Temple hasn''t recruited a priest for several years. Mu Hanyan easily passed the examination yesterday, which surprised everyone. Today''s baptism is more eye-catching.


    Seeing mu Hanyan and Ling Baobao coming, Shen Yuhe''s baby face shows a kind smile, but an Xiaxin is still cold.


    "How to come, dawdle." Anxiaxin said impatiently.


    "As soon as they got to the temple, they went all the way, so I called them later." Sikong Qinglan is gentle and even a little shy. She doesn''t get angry and explains.


    "That''s all for today, not for the future. Especially you, although you are a natural God priest, when you arrive at the Huayu temple, you must follow the rules of the Huayu temple. If you are still lazy and don''t practice well, you''d better leave as soon as possible. " Anxiaxin said to Mu Hanyan again.


    Mu Hanyan frowns slightly, but still nods. She can feel that an Xiaxin doesn''t welcome her arrival, or even repels her. However, mu Hanyan is a man of two generations. She is much more open-minded than her peers, and won''t turn over with her just because of a word.


    "Lord ANN, let''s start now." Sikong Qinglan''s temperament is gentle, but he is not stupid. He also realizes that an Xiaxin''s tone is not good, so he digs off the topic.


    "Let''s go." An Xia Xin said with reserve.


    Sikong Qinglan uttered a low and melodious chant in his mouth. He played the Taoist formula in his hand, and at the same time, he jumped up the great spirit. As a prayer priest, it is also his duty to baptize the new priest.


    All around the crowd are solemn, many people also show envy and respect, but see Sikong Qinglan singing and dancing God, mu Hanyan can''t help but want to laugh. I don''t know who thought it out.


    A brilliant light suddenly rose from the black crystal stone. The whole hall was shining brightly, holy and dignified.


    Mu Hanyan quickly put away the faint smile from the corner of his mouth. Although the God danced a little funny, it was quite different from the holy land.


    "Well, put your hand on the spirit stone, and you will be baptized by God. Maybe there will be some pain, just bear it. " Sikong Qinglan finished the last trick and said to Mu Hanyan solemnly.


    Mu Hanyan nodded, quickly stepped forward, and put his hand on the black crystal stone.


    A clear stream immediately flows into the body along the palm and swims quickly in the meridians. It feels so ethereal and light, but it also gives people a sense of boundlessness.Mu Hanyan was startled. She knew that the cultivation of the temple was based on the idea of God. She thought that the so-called baptism must be related to the idea of God, but she didn''t expect that a force would flow directly into the meridians.


    If you change the normal person, it''s no big deal. Anyway, there''s no foundation for cultivation. No matter his mind or the meridians, there won''t be any conflict. But she''s not the same. Don''t forget that she also has five levels of cultivation of swordsman. If the energy dormant in the meridians conflicts with this force, won''t her strength and identity be revealed?


    Mu Hanyan''s heart is moving. She quickly and quietly runs the Tianxin skill to gather the energy towards the heart pulse. However, although her speed is fast, the power comes faster. It''s just a moment, and the whole body''s meridians flow quickly.


    "That''s the trouble!" Mu Hanyan''s heart sank, as if he had seen the shocked look of an Xiaxin and Shen Yuhe when the energy burst out.


    Sikong Qinglan also just, to his origin how much some guess, even if see also just confirm again just, will also conceal for oneself. It doesn''t matter to other civilians. They don''t know what''s going on when they see it. However, the other priests, especially anxiaxin and Shen Yuhe, are not so easy to fool. Even though they are not as powerful as the old guys in Fengcheng temple, they have a good vision as the left and right priests in Huayu temple.


    "Do you want to kill people?" Mu Hanyan has begun to think about this problem.


    Although mu Hanyan will never be soft hearted in the face of a worthy enemy, she can''t do it just to cover up her secret and kill innocent people.


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