"Hmph, I'm worthy of kneeling down on you? Do you think it's convincing to get a fake badge? I just went to the temple database to check it. There was no Tian-level scholar named Feng Xingying!"

"Haha." Feng Xingying laughed out loud: "What position are you in the temple? How do I remember that only the saints and elders in the temple are qualified to check the information of the scribes. Do you dare to ask if you are a saint or an elder?"

"I, my grandmother is an elder, I'll ask her to check it out!" Ye Lanyu responded immediately.

"This is the funnyest joke I've ever heard." Feng Xingying blinked: "So the temple can be so unrigorous? Or do you want to kill your grandmother?"

After Ye Lanyu finished speaking, he was also scared. He used his grandmother's identity to check other people's information and lived in several elders' families, but this kind of thing did not comply with the rules of the temple and could never get the table.

They bullied the saint with a good temper, and several elders privately spoiled the family members to heaven.

For example, Ye Lanyu, although he had no bloodline of awakening God, was recommended to the Saint as his adopted daughter by the Presbyterian Church, and he had the intention to take over the Saint's position.

If it were the previous saint, no one would dare to do this.

Ye Lanyu was also spoiled since childhood. This time the family even said that they planned to put pressure on the saint and forced Ye Nian to accept her as a disciple. Ye Lanyu's courage became stronger and stronger.

Feng Xingying and Ye Lanyu were in a stalemate.

Feng Xingying's badge looks real no matter how you look at it, but Ye Lanyu has moved out of the temple elder.

So who is lying?

Qin Molin wanted to speak, but Feng Xingying grabbed his arm and shook his head.

Feng Xingying really doesn't mind making a big deal in this matter. She goes to the temple to see how shameless Ye Lanyu's backstage is.

Unfortunately, Feng Xingying's wish is destined to be unable to be achieved.

When a woman in white suddenly appeared in front of them, she whispered: "I can testify to Master Feng. Why, Yu'er, do you even doubt my identity?"

"Saint!" Ye Lanyu was so scared that he retreated repeatedly and respectfully fell to the ground: "Master, I was wrong."

"Forget it for this master. I have never promised to accept you as my disciple. Even if you are my disciple, I will drive you out of the master with the reputation of the temple."

"Master, I know I'm wrong." Ye Lanyu burst into tears and kowtowed like pounding garlic.

However, Ye Nian shook his head and disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.

A glimpse of surprise, a flash in the pan.

The saint comes quickly and leaves quickly.

After the Saint Maiden left, Ye Lanyu vented all his anger on Feng Xingying, and even rushed over without hesitation:

"Feng Xingying, you poisonous woman, I want to kill you."

"Bang!" Qin Molin had a cold face and kicked Ye Lanyu far away. He was like a ball in the race crowd.

The crowd consciously gave her a word to let her go further.

"But she hasn't kneeled down to me yet. It's so boring to speak without trust." Feng Xingying curled her lips.

"She is not worthy." Qin Molin's answer was even more ruthless, and there were also explanations: "You are a celestial master now, and there are many people who want to kneel down on you. Her character is not worthy of kneeling for you."

What's more, many young people began to kneel down to Feng Xingying on the spot: "Please give me more advice."

Uh, it seems that what Qin Molin said is true.

The previous tone was that Ye Lanyu was fooling around and didn't want to kneel down. After Qin Molin said this, Ye Lanyu was no longer qualified to kneel down to Feng Xingying.
Chapter completed!