[Chapter 65 The God-given Ceremony (four more)]
He has a personal promise from Zhen Nantian that he can enter and leave the temple at will, and he still needs to make it clear to a person of unknown origin?
“You are presumptuous, do you know who I am?” The young man said angrily, “I am the young master of the Imperial Capital Temple, Mo Yuan, I was ordered to come to the lower level temple to observe the divine gift!
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The Imperial City Temple is the superior of the Yungu City Temple.
Although Zhen Nantian, a martial arts myth, was in charge, the Imperial City Temple did not dare to care about the Yungu City Temple.
But the nominal superior status still exists.
“Mo Yuan? Never heard of it.” Xia Qingchen dismissed it.
It’s just the Young Palace Master, what’s so great about it?
Mo Yuan’s brows were sullen, and just as he was about to scold him, Zhen Zhilan’s face turned cold and said, “Mo Yuan, you can give me enough time. Brother Xia is my best friend. Don’t be rude to him.”
Best friend ?
Mo Yuan was not in the mood.
He and Zhen Zhilan have known each other since childhood, and the two adults also intend to match the two sides.
It’s just that Zhen Zhilan has a cold temperament and never makes close friends with men.
Same goes for him.
Who would have thought that he didn’t have Yungucheng for only a year, and Zhen Zhilan made a male friend, which is the best!
After thinking for a while, Mo Yuan calmed down his anger.
He knew that the more impetuous he acted, the harder it would be to get Zhen Zhilan’s heart.
Because Zhen Zhilan has always liked mature and stable men.
“Sorry, I lost my temper.” Mo Yuan apologized to Xia Qingchen and said, “Since you are Zhilan’s friend, you are also my Mo Yuan’s friend, let’s go and show you the divine gift of our temple. ”
He pretended to be the master himself, and there was a condescending attitude invisibly.
As if the temple was his territory.
Xia Qingchen’s expression was light, and he dared not say anything about other temples, but he was the master of the temple of the God King Wuchen!
The three came to the periphery.
The vast temple is full of young warriors.
They gathered in front of the Temple of the Dust-free God King, waiting for the gift of God to begin.
“Look, the young master of the Imperial Capital Temple is here!”
Although they saw Xia Qingchen and Zhen Zhilan.
But Mo Yuan is the focus.
The temple master smiled, his eyes swept across Xia Qingchen and fixed on Mo Yuan.
He did not deny that the current Xia Qingchen martial arts was extremely outstanding and enviable.
But, how does it help the temple?
Mo Yuan is a person from the higher-level temple, and his help to the Yungucheng temple is obviously greater.
“Young Hall Master Mo Yuan, take a look. Is there anything that needs to be improved for this God-given ceremony?” The Hall Master of the Temple asked Mo Yuan very humbly.
Mo Yuan smiled: “The town hall master is joking, the junior just learned a little from his father, how dare he show off in front of you?”
He was humble, but in fact there was a sense of superiority from the superior temple in his demeanor.
“Hehe, the young master should not be modest, everyone is waiting.” The master of the temple said with a smile.
The warriors in the audience all cast their anticipation.
The smoother the divine gift goes, the stronger the divine gift of martial arts.
If you are very lucky, you might be able to directly skyrocket a level.
As everyone looked forward to it, Mo Yuan looked like he couldn’t get away, and said, “Okay, then I’ll show my ugliness.”
Mo Yuan looked around the ceremony and pointed a few places in a row.
Everywhere can be said, convincing.
After speaking, the temple master was very pleased and praised: “The young master is proficient in divine gift ceremony at a young age, and the future is boundless.”
The divine gift of Yungu City has been held more than ten times.
But none of them were complete successes.
The best gift from God only bestows the believers who attend the meeting with the progress of their cultivation.
But in the Imperial City Temple, every time I heard God’s gift, at least 50% of the believer’s cultivation level would skyrocket.
Mo Yuan in front of him, although he was small, personally held a divine gift three years ago.
And the result bestowed by God has reached a terrifying point where 60% of the cultivation base has skyrocketed, which is stronger than the current Hall Master.
Therefore, Mo Yuan was considered to be the heir to the temple with the strongest talent for hundreds of years.
The master of the temple was very pleased to be able to invite Mo Yuan to come.
Now that he has given his guidance, the temple master is confident: “Everyone, the god-given ceremony officially begins!” The
temple master personally presided over it.
Sacrifices, prayers, worship, kneeling and begging… The
process is long and complicated!
After everything was completed, the temple master shouted: “Please give the gods to the devout believers!”
Immediately, the statue of the dust-free god king emitted a faint light.
Around it, two blurry images of gods appeared.
“Two gods have been summoned!” A low voice of surprise came from the temple.
The two images mean that this divine gift will make the cultivation base of the believers soar by 20%!
More than double the previous 10%.
They all looked at Mo Yuan, who was standing indifferently, with respect.
As expected of the descendant of the Imperial Palace!
Just a few pointers will make God’s gift double!
The temple master was also very excited, and finally successfully held a decent gift from the gods.
He was about to order the believers to sit down quickly and receive the gift of God.
Mo Yuan suddenly said, “Palace Master, why don’t I hold a ceremony to see if I can improve the effect of the divine gift?”
He secretly glanced at Zhen Zhilan and Xia Qingchen beside her.
This decision was made with a high heart.
Before the gift of God comes, the ceremony can be held many times until one is satisfied.
Mo Yuan was willing to personally preside over the gift of God for the believers in Yungu City, and he couldn’t be more happy.
The believers in the temple were equally delighted.
Everyone unanimously agreed that Mo Yuan took over the hosting props slowly and held the ceremony again.
Comparatively speaking, although Mo Yuan is small, he is indeed more professional and profound than the town hall master in all aspects.
With every gesture, one can feel the extraordinary bearing of being a temple in the imperial capital.
The same ceremony, he held, gave people a more mysterious feeling.
When the ceremony was over, six images of gods appeared around the statue of the dust-free god.
“Sixty percent! Our cultivation base can soar by sixty percent!” The
temple exclaimed in ecstasy.
The look of the temple master looking at Mo Yuan became more and more fond of him. He was truly an unparalleled genius in the priesthood!
Zhen Zhilan blinked her beautiful eyes, although she didn’t like Mo Yuan very much.
But I had to admit that Mo Yuan was indeed a talented heir to the temple.
Compared with him, as the heir of the temple, he was a failure.
Mo Yuan looked around the audience, and had a panoramic view of everyone’s expressions.
Especially Zhen Zhilan’s respectful look, he was very satisfied.
When he swept over Xia Qingchen, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled.
Everyone fell into their respect for him and the divine gift of 60% chance of skyrocketing, but Xia Qingchen stared calmly at the images of the six gods.
His eyes were calm, without joy or sorrow.
There wasn’t the slightest bit of inferiority or jealousy he wanted to see.
Mo Yuan sneered in his heart, why did he pretend to be calm?
He had a spring-like smile on his face, and said, “Xia Qingchen, are you not satisfied with my hosting?” After hearing this, the
rest of the people clicked their tongues.
All sixty percent, who can not be satisfied?
[End of This Chapter]
