Chapter 1844 1845 I Haven't Eaten, so Be Stronger!

Hey, it's alright! Long Wudang was overjoyed and cautiously tried to open the wooden box, but he didn't even hear it.

"Have you not eaten, be stronger." Gao Weihu reprimanded.

Long Wudang boldly grabbed the lid of the box and turned it upwards, but even if he exerted his strength to suckle, the wooden box still remained motionless.

"I'll try it." Gao Weihu snatched the wooden box from Long Wudang's hand, shouted loudly, and tried to open the lid, but his face was flushed, and the wooden box remained motionless.

Afterwards, Gao Weihu threw the wooden box on the ground, stepped on it and stomped it, and finally even took out the big hammer and smashed it hard, but the wooden box was still not damaged at all.

"Success, Master Priest has succeeded!" Long Wudang cried with joy.

Mu Hanyan glanced at Long Wudang, and he successfully learned the sealing technique of the Long family's ancestors. I don't know why he is so happy.

She didn't know Long Wudang's previous despair, let alone the joy of his life after the disaster.

Gao Weihu sat on the ground panting, looking at Mu Hanyan with a strange look. He has absolute confidence in his aptitude, especially his talent in sealing. Even several old priests in the Temple of Life who are skilled in this way are full of praise for him. But compared with Mu Hanyan, he realized that he was just a frog at the bottom of the well.

It's no wonder that Long Wudang and Ou Mingzhi have suffocated her in succession. This new Huayu priest is really not to be underestimated.

Thinking of those members of the family who wanted to put him to death, and the battle of life and death that he would face in half a year, Gao Weihu's gaze towards Mu Hanyan gradually became hot.

After learning the method of sealing, it would be much easier to learn the corresponding method of breaking the seal. Long Wudang only gave a general explanation, and he didn't even demonstrate much, so Mu Hanyan easily broke open the wooden box. 's seal.

Mu Hanyan practiced a few more times, no matter if the seal was broken, it was easy and without any difficulty.

Long Wudang, who was next to him, was stunned. He has been learning the ancestral sealing technique since he was ten years old, and it has been more than ten years now. After so many years of practice, there is very little chance of success. Learn it, it's as easy as playing.

Looking at Mu Hanyan's skillful and agile technique, Long Wudang suddenly doubted his own IQ.

"I remember you said that Long Wucuo added a lot of seals to the Chaos Divine Sword, do you know the rest?" Mu Hanyan asked.

"The rest are derived from this technique. There are twelve kinds in total, and they are even more subtle and mysterious. I'll call you again." Long Wudang shook his head, and stopped thinking about it so as not to blow himself completely. .

Seeing the twelve kinds of subtle and mysterious changes that Long Wudang called, Mu Hanyan almost fell to the ground. These changes are not even comparable to the martial arts evolved from the Eight Desolate Gods, how dare he still dare to Talk about wonderful and mysterious.

Not only Long Wudang himself doubted his IQ, but Mu Hanyan was also a little suspicious.

Once Long Wudang's demonstration was over, he didn't need to explain, Mu Hanyan made his fist fights one by one, adding seals one after another, and blessing them on the wooden box.

Even though he had already reminded himself not to compare himself with Mu Hanyan, but seeing those flickering and blurred seal runes, Long Wudang was still devastated, and he was speechless with his mouth open for a long time.

"Okay, let's play with it." Mu Hanyan threw the wooden box to Long Wudang, not interested in working on this seal anymore.

Those dozen or so changes are simply extremely crude. As long as she has learned the most basic sealing method, it is easy to master it, and only Long Wudang's IQ will find it subtle and mysterious. She is not in the mood to waste her energy.

"Is there nothing? Then I'm going back?" Long Wudang said cautiously to Mu Hanyan.

"Do you think it's as simple as asking you to learn the art of sealing?" Mu Hanyan glared at Long Wudang. Although this guy is not very intelligent, he is not stupid. How could he not know what his real purpose is? Just pretending to be stupid on purpose.

"Master Priest, I know that you want to disrupt the Divine Sword, but the Long family is heavily guarded, and Long Wucuo regards the Chaos Divine Sword as his lifeblood. If he is not there during the day, there will be a dozen or so cronies who take turns to guard, and at night. When he came back, he personally guarded it. Even his closest concubine was not allowed to step into his room without his orders. Even if you learned the seal of my Long family ancestors, it is useless, and there is no chance to start. "Long Wudang said with a frown. Mu Hanyan made his words so clear, and he couldn't pretend to be crazy anymore.

"Nonsense, if it wasn't for being so heavily guarded, what would I do with you, you would find a way to divert people away. I came to my Huayu Temple twice to make trouble, and the guards who were injured by you are still not healed yet, this account is mine. I haven't figured it out with you yet, and you dare to instigate Long Wucuo to make things difficult for me, if this matter can't be done well, don't blame me for being rude to you." Mu Hanyan said indisputably.

Long Wudang looked at Mu Hanyan with a mournful look in his eyes. The guards who were injured by him were not seriously injured. He lost money twice, and the coffin was almost gone. Well, they weren't recovered yet, and Mu Hanyan made it clear that he was relying on him.

What was even more irritating was the matter of Long Wucuo. He made it clear that it was Long Wudang and Ou Zhizhi who were in trouble. How could it be counted on his head.

"Master Priest, Long Wucuo is asking you for trouble because Ou Mingzhi really has nothing to do with me. He actually wants me to die. You don't know, he has played tricks on me many times in the past few years, if it wasn't for my luck I have become a waste for a long time, why did I make troubles and mess around, and end up with a sleazy reputation as a son of Longyang? Isn’t it just to let him relax his vigilance. How can he and Ou Mingzhi’s account be counted on my head?” Long Wudang couldn't help saying.

Mu Hanyan had the final say as to whether the injured guards were good or not, and he had no way to argue, but he didn't want to take Long Wucuo's blame.

"If you say it has nothing to do with you, it has nothing to do with you? Do you think I will believe it? Also, it is a matter of course for fathers and sons to repay brother's debts. Where's your brother?" Mu Hanyan sneered disapprovingly.

After seeing many siblings of wealthy families, she actually believed in Long Wudang's words. After all, this guy's cultivation base of the ninth-order god priest is not fake. He should have good aptitude and diligence. It doesn't quite match, it's very likely that it was really under the pressure of Long Wucuo that he pretended to be a depraved appearance.

However, she still has to use Long Wudang, even if she has a little sympathy, she will never show it.