Chapter 65: God-given ceremony (four more)

He has Zhennantian's personal promise that he can enter and leave the temple at will, but also needs to make it clear to an unknown person?
"You wanton, do you know who I am?" The teenager said angrily: "I am the master of the temple of the Emperor Capital, Mo Yuan, ordered to come to the lower temple to observe the gift!"
The temple also has a direct relationship from top to bottom.
The Imperial City Temple is the superior of the Yungu City Temple.
Although there is a martial myth of Zhennantian, the temple of the imperial capital dare not manage the temple of Yungu city.
But the nominal superior status still exists.
"Mo Yuan? Never heard of it." Xia Qingchen dismissed it.
Young Master, what is so great?
Mo Yuan's anger emerged between Yumei and Zhenzhilan, his face calmed down and said, "Mo Yuan, you give me enough. Brother Xia is my best friend and must not be rude to him."
best friend?
Mo Yuan's heart is not a taste.
He and Zhen Zhilan have known each other since they were young, and the two adults also intend to match the two sides.
It's just that Zhen Zhilan has a cold temperament and never has deep friendship with men.
The same is true for him.
Who knows he hasn't had Yun Gucheng in a year, but Zhen Zhilan made a male friend. It's still the best!
After thinking for a while, Mo Yuan calmed down his anger.
He knew that the more impetuous he behaved, the more difficult it was to get Zhen Zhilan's heart.
Because Zhen Zhilan always likes mature and stable men.
"I'm sorry, it's me who lost my mind." Mo Yuan apologized to Xia Qingchen and said, "Since you are Zhilan's friend, that's also my Moyuan's friend. Let's go and show you the gift of our temple. "
He seemed to think of himself as a master, and there was a sublime attitude invisible.
As if the temple were his territory.
Xia Qingchen's expression was faint, he didn't dare to say about other temples, but he was the master of the temple of Wuchen God King!
Three people came to the periphery.
The broad shrine is full of young warriors who are already standing in the city.
They gathered in front of the shrine of the dustless king and waited for the gods to begin.
"Look, the Lord of the Temple is coming!"
Although they saw Xia Qingchen and Zhen Zhilan.
But Mo Yuan is the focus.
With a smile on his face, the temple hall master glanced at Xia Qingchen and fixed it on Mo Yuan.
He does not deny that the current Xia Qingchen martial arts are extremely outstanding and enviable.
But how does it help the temple?
Mo Yuan is one of the superior shrines, and his help to Yungu City Shrine is significantly greater.
"Master Mo Yuan, please see, is there anything that needs to be improved in this ceremony?" The temple master asked Mo Yuan very humbly.
Mo Yuan smiled: "The Town Hall Master laughed. The juniors just learned a little bit of fur with their father. How dare you show off in front of you?"
He is humble in his mouth, but in fact, he has a sense of superiority from the superior temple.
"Oh, the young master should not be humble, everyone is waiting." The master of the temple said with a smile.
The warriors in the audience cast their eyes on each other.
The smoother the God-given progress, the stronger the God-given martial arts.
If you are lucky, you may be able to skyrocket a level.
Everyone looked forward to it, Mo Yuancai couldn't help but say, "Well, then I will ugly."
Mo Yuan looked around the ceremony, pointing several places in a row.
Everywhere can be said convincingly.
After the words were finished, the prince of the temple was very pleased, praising: "The young prince mastered the god-given rituals at a young age, and the future is boundless."
The gift of Yungu City has been held more than ten times.
But none has been a complete success.
The best gift of God is only for the progress of the believers who have participated.
The Emperor Capital Temple, after hearing every blessing from the gods, would at least give believers a 50% repair.
Mo Yuan, in front of him, was a small person, but he personally held a gift of God three years ago.
The God-given result reached the level of horror that Liu Chengxiu was soaring, which was even stronger than the current hall master.
Therefore, Mo Yuan is considered to be the heir to the most talented temple for hundreds of years.
I was able to invite Mo Yuan to come, and the lord of the temple was very pleased.
Now with his guidance, the temple owner is confident: "You, the God-given ceremony officially started!"
The shrine lord personally hosted.
Sacrifice, prayer, worship, kneel please...
The process is long and complicated!
When everything was done, the shrine lord shouted, "Please gods to give devout believers!"
Suddenly, the idol of the dustless radiated a faint light.
Around them, two blurred images of gods emerged.
"Two gods have been summoned!" A low cry of surprise in the temple.
The two images mean that this blessing from God will make the believers who are present to cultivate up to 20%!
More than double the previous 10%.
Mo Yuan, who looked indifferently and indifferently, all cast their respect.
Worthy of being the heir to the Imperial City Temple!
Just give pointers, it will double God's gift!
The shrine lord was also very excited, and finally managed to hold a decent gift.
He was about to instruct believers to sit down quickly and greet God.
Mo Yuan suddenly said: "The Town Hall Master, why don't I come to hold a ceremony to see if I can improve the effect of God-given gifts?"
He glanced secretly at Zhen Zhilan and Xia Qingchen beside her.
Such a decision is made only with a higher heart in mind.
Before the gift of God comes, the ceremony can be held many times until you are satisfied.
Mo Yuan is willing to personally preside over the God-given gifts for the believers of Yungu City.
The believers in the temple were equally delighted.
Everyone unanimously agreed that Mo Yuan slowly took over the props and held the ceremony again.
In comparison, the Mo Yuan people are small, but in all respects they are indeed more professional and sophisticated than the town hall master.
Raising your hand and throwing it in your feet, you can feel the extraordinary demeanor of being the temple of the imperial capital.
He held the same ceremony to give people a more mysterious feeling.
When the ceremony was completed, images of the six gods appeared at the same time around the statue of the dustless king.
"Liucheng! We can make it rise by 60%!"
The temple shouted ecstatically.
The eyes of the temple hall master looked at Mo Yuan more and more. He was really a genius in the priesthood together!
Zhen Zhilan's beautiful eyes blinked, though she didn't like Mo Yuan's person very much.
But I have to admit that Mo Yuan is indeed a talented heir to the temple.
Compared with him, as heir to the temple, he was too failed.
Mo Yuan looked around the audience and took a look at everyone's expressions.
Especially Zhen Zhilan's respectful look, he was very satisfied.
When scanning Xia Qingchen, he frowned lightly.
Everyone fell into the divine respect for him and the 60% chance of skyrocketing opportunity. Only Xia Qingchen, gazing calmly at the images of the six gods.
His eyes are calm, no joy and no sadness.
There was no inferiority or jealousy that he wanted to see.
Mo Yuan sneered in his heart, pretending to be calm?
He smiled like a spring breeze on his face and said, "Xia Qingchen, are you dissatisfied with my host?"
The others heard the words and slammed them.
After 60%, who can be dissatisfied?