The first thousand one hundred and sixty chapters are poor and afraid of saints
"Who are you?"
Chen Wentian stared at Liuli Sect Master.
There are not many high-level holy realm warriors in Fentian Continent.
But for the old man in front of him, he searched through all the names in his mind, but none of them matched his name.
Liuli Sect Master bowed his hands towards Chen Wentian.
"I am just the leader of a small Liuli Sect.
Fellow Daoist Wentian doesn't recognize me, that's a perfectly normal thing.
Let’s get down to business, you two should consider harmony as the most important thing.”
The leader of the Liuli Sect lightly stamped his feet, causing ripples to appear in circles.
The aura that rippled around Chen Wentian's body and the murderous intent that permeated his body disappeared without a trace.
The tense atmosphere before was no longer felt.
"The art of Qi machine sealing!"
Chen Wentian looked at Liuli Sect Master in surprise.
Finally, there was a name in his mind that matched the old man in front of him.
He pointed at the Liuli Sect Master.
"It's you, the poor and afraid of the saint!"
Hearing this name, the corners of Gu Xuan and Ji Shenhai's mouths trembled at the same time.
"Afraid of the Holy One?"
This title is really weird.
Gu Xuan held his chin.
"Although it is strange, it is very appropriate. This old man is a miser. He really looks like he is afraid of poverty."
The leader of the Liuli Sect stroked his beard, looking like a master from this world.
"I really didn't expect that there are still people who remember Lao Chen's Taoist name. I thought I had long been forgotten by the world.
Since fellow Taoist Wentian recognizes Lao Chan, he should give Lao Chan some face.
Gu Xuan, you should also give me some face.
Wouldn’t it be nice for everyone to take a step back and hand over the ransom with one hand and the person with the other?”
Chen Wentian's mouth trembled.
I never expected that this poor and fearful saint would actually get together with the Yingtian Sect.
If you are targeted by this old man, you will be in endless trouble.
Immediately, Chen Wentian raised his hand towards the poor and fearful saint.
"Since the poor and fearful saint has come forward for Yingtian Sect, I will naturally give him this face."
Having said this, Chen Wentian suddenly narrowed his eyes and paused before continuing to speak.
"Well, for the sake of the poor and fearful Saint, I will give you ten more Saint Crystals.
Release the dog immediately, Gu Xuan, what do you think?"
When Chen Wentian spoke, he deliberately emphasized the words "for the sake of the poor and fearful saint".
It's as if he is afraid of being poor and being ignored by the saints.
Gu Xuan also narrowed his eyes.
Suddenly adding ten more holy crystals, and deliberately emphasizing those words, Chen Wentian may have figured out the temper of the poor and fearful saint, and wanted to use a trick to sow discord.
The corner of Gu Xuan's mouth curled up slightly.
"Since fellow Taoist Wentian gives face to the poor and fearful saint, then I will naturally give it to him too.
Jingyun, bring Prince Chen out."
Gu Xuan's voice spread far and wide.
From the Tower of Babel, a small flying boat flew out.
The flying boat can only accommodate two people.
Right there stood Mo Jingyun and Crown Prince Chen.
"Father! You have to make the decision for me!
This Gu Xuan beat me seriously and imprisoned me, please help me kill him!"
When Crown Prince Chen saw Chen Wentian, he started crying.
"Shut up! You're not good at learning and yet you dare to come to Yingtian Sect to cause trouble. Are you impatient with your life?
If you can save your life this time, you should be grateful to Master Guxuan for showing mercy."
"Father! This is not the case. This Gu Xuan must be killed. He must..."
Prince Chen said anxiously when he saw that his father was actually speaking for Gu Xuan.
"Noisy!"
The poor and fearful saint cursed angrily, and with a wave of his hand, Crown Prince Chen's mouth lit up with a light.
This light turned out to be a seal.
Then, Crown Prince Chen realized that no matter how much he opened his mouth, nothing could come out.
He looked at Chen Wentian as if asking for help.
Chen Wentian just snorted coldly and ignored him.
"What a risk. What if Crown Prince Chen's instigation succeeds, Chen Wentian takes action against Gu Xuan, and after a fight, the ransom is lost?
I saved this guy Gu Xuan once again, so you should give me all the ten extra holy crystals that were given to me just for my sake!"
The poor are afraid of the saints, and their hearts are filled with joy.
"Master Guxuan, continue."
Chen Wentian waved his hand, and a space ring flew towards Gu Xuan.
call out!
Wherever the space ring passed, the sound of breaking through the air came, and a mysterious force surged above the space ring.
"Here is the compensation I promised just now, and Guxuan Sect Master must take it.
If even one space ring cannot be connected firmly, I am afraid that it will become the laughing stock of the entire Fentian Continent."
Chen Wentian said sarcastically.
The space ring he just threw contained extremely strong holy power, and it used extremely mysterious techniques.
Even if it is an ordinary mid-level warrior in the Holy Realm, after catching this space ring, the energy contained in it will probably instantly seal the blood in his body and fall to the ground from a high altitude.
Gu Xuan has a pseudo-divine body and will not be injured if he falls.
However, it was able to make Gu Xuan make a big fool of himself in front of the Yingtian Sect disciples.
The poor and fearful saint frowned slightly. At this juncture, nothing unexpected could happen.
"Let me be a witness to see if the amount of ransom in this ring is correct!"
He stretched out his right hand, ready to receive it.
However, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he felt a heavy pressure falling on the space around him, which actually slowed him down by a few beats.
"I am afraid of the saints, this is what I gave to the Guxuan Sect Master, not to you. Let the Guxuan Sect Master personally check it."
Chen Wentian smiled slightly and stood in front of the poor and fearful saint.
At this moment, the ring flew steadily in front of Gu Xuan.
Gu Xuan smiled faintly.
"Yes, I will check my things myself.
It's just a ring, even if Taoist friend Wentian is really despicable enough to do something, I, Gu Xuan, won't be able to catch it.
What's more, fellow Taoist Wentian is neither despicable nor shameless, so how can he do anything?"
After Gu Xuan said this, any normal person would probably know that Chen Wentian had tampered with the ring.
The "despicable and shameless" Gu Xuan said was naturally a scolding of him.
The corners of Chen Wentian's mouth trembled, Gu Xuan's mouth was too poisonous.
At this time, he would naturally not admit that he had tampered with the ring.
Otherwise, wouldn't that be equivalent to admitting that you are "despicable"?
"Fellow Gu Xuan is really good at telling jokes."
Chen Wentian said something bluntly, and then stared at Gu Xuan coldly. In his opinion, this prank meant that Gu Xuan was out of his mind.
While Gu Xuan was laughing and cursing, rays of light were already blooming on his right hand.
The space ring was caught by the golden palm and held firmly.
Gu Xuan's body, let alone falling, didn't even shake.
The holy power contained in it has already been resolved by the Star Reacher.
"The quantity is good. Fellow Taoist Wentian is indeed trustworthy. These things are enough for Yingtian Sect to consume for a hundred years, haha."
Gu Xuan put away the ring.
A look of surprise flashed in Chen Wentian's eyes, and then he smiled coldly.
"Gu Xuan Sect Master, I am afraid of the saints, see you later!
Emperor Chen, let’s go!”
Chen Wentian waved his sleeves, turned around and left.