You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

Chapter 131: The Wuji Saint Sets Up a Scheme (2)

After a while, the vehicle slowly stopped in the air. At this moment, the field was already full of people from various sects.

When everyone saw the car that Liu Yuntian was riding in, the originally noisy scene suddenly became silent, and everyone's eyes looked over here at the same time.

Wang Yuan untied the seal on the car, a playful smile appeared on his face, and he looked at him with a half-smile: "Do you need me to land?"

Liu Yuntian stood up in the carriage reluctantly, cursed in his heart, then reluctantly lifted the curtain and walked out of the car.

"Ah? Who is this person? Why did he get off the carriage of the Wuji Holy Lord?" someone asked in surprise.

"It must be some respected senior. As unknown juniors like us, we are probably not even qualified to ride in the car of the Wuji Saint, let alone touch it!" another person echoed.

"Wow, this guy is so young and handsome! Could he be the descendant of the Wuji Holy Lord?" A female disciple screamed like a crazy fan.

"Don't talk nonsense! The Wuji Holy Lord has always been single and has no Taoist partner. How could he have any offspring? In my opinion, there must be some guy who doesn't know how to live or die and deliberately built a car like the Wuji Holy Lord to attract people's attention!" An older monk retorted with a frown.

"Oh, so that's how it is. That makes sense, but some people... really just want to be in the spotlight and don't care about their own lives..."

For a moment, people on the field pointed at Liu Yuntian, whispered to each other, and talked a lot.

However, Liu Yuntian didn't care about these voices and gazes. He directly used the technique of shrinking the earth into an inch and slowly walked down from mid-air.

His figure was as illusory as a ghost. Every time he blinked, he seemed to disappear from the spot and then suddenly appear in front.

"Welcome - Lord Liu from the Northern Frontier Daliang Immortal Dynasty, please be seated!!!" At this moment, a loud voice rang out.

As the words fell, Liu Yuntian also landed steadily on the field.

Immediately afterwards, two disciples from the Holy Land came forward, led Liu Yuntian to the seats, and sat down in the highest row.

"What kind of Taoist magic power is this? It's so weird. If it is used for sneak attacks and hunts down people, it will surely be successful!" everyone exclaimed in amazement.

"Daliang? Immortal Dynasty? When did an Immortal Dynasty emerge in the Northern Frontier? How could an Immortal Dynasty emerge in such a barren land?" someone asked in confusion.

"Yeah, I haven't heard of it either. But looking at the expressions of those big shots...it seems like they have known it for a long time?" another person echoed.

"Hey, isn't your cousin in the Qingyun Sect in the northern border? Do you know what the Daliang Immortal Dynasty is?" someone asked the person next to him.

"I'm wondering too... Normally if there was a scene like this, he would have come to show his courtesy a long time ago. It's a bit strange..." said the person being asked, frowning.

At this moment, before the man could finish speaking, someone suddenly exclaimed.

"Look! There is one more seat for the six great saints. He...his seat is actually together with the six great saints?!"

At this moment, Liu Yuntian felt embarrassed when looking at the seat in front of him.

The Wuji Holy Land has always been the one that has dominated the Hundred Sects Conference. It has arranged itself to sit in the most prominent place, and is on an equal footing with the six holy masters.

What a vicious plan!

This does not give him any chance to develop, and he is forced to join the vortex of Zhongzhou!

But with the current strength of Northern Frontier, let alone the Holy Land, even when facing off against first-rate sects, they lose more than they win.

If I were to go all out and carry the whole thing on my own, I could barely be considered a first-rate sect, but that would only be me.

According to the foundation of Northern Frontier, it is just a third-rate sect with a larger scale.

If he were to sit on the Saint Chairman's seat... let alone whether he was qualified, he would probably become the target of public criticism the moment he sat on it...

The Promise Saint...

He...has seen clearly his own ambitions?!

“Haha, I didn’t expect that Mr. Liu, who is just a rookie, has already stood above millions of people. He was born in a poor place, but he can be on equal footing with us!”

At this moment, a female voice as sweet as a bell came from the side, and the harsh sarcasm in the words was self-evident.

Liu Yuntian turned his head and looked. The woman was half a head taller than him, and with her high bun, she looked even taller.

You know, Liu Yuntian is 1.9 meters tall, which makes him a tall guy.

Normally, I have to lower my head slightly when looking at people, but now this woman is actually taller than me.

In addition, there was a faintly visible gauze veil on her face, so it seemed that one could see her face clearly, but it was not clear.

Then he turned his head and saw Nalan Yumo standing behind the other person, and immediately understood the other person's identity.

He did not get angry, but replied with a smile, "So it is the Hundred Flowers Saint Lord. I am also very curious. How can I be so worthy as to sit with the Saint Lords?"

Then his face turned gloomy and he continued, "How about the Hundred Flowers Saint Lord do justice for me and reprimand the organizer of the Hundred Sects Conference?"

The implication of the words is very clear, which is to accuse the other party of competing with oneself.

If you have the ability, go and criticize the person who arranged this seat for me!

As the lord of the holy land, how could he not understand the meaning of Liu Yuntian's words?

He rolled his eyes, snorted coldly, and sat down in his seat, no longer paying attention to Liu Yuntian.

Nalan Yumo on the side winked at Liu Yuntian mischievously, then stood aside respectfully.

"This must be Mr. Liu, he has achieved so much at such a young age, his future is limitless!"

Hearing someone talking to him again, Liu Yuntian frowned and looked back, only to find that it was a kind-looking old man who was smiling and bowing to him.

This old man is quite polite!

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person. Liu Yuntian quickly returned the greeting, looked up at the Fifth Saint Son who was waving enthusiastically at him from behind, and replied with a smile, "The old man is the Saint Master of the Artifact Refining Holy Land, right?"

"That's right!" The old man smiled and stroked his beard, then pulled the fifth saint son out from behind him, "My grandson is naughty and has been a headache for me for a long time. Now I am focusing on my family business, thanks to Mr. Liu's care."

"Mr. Fifth, you are too kind. The Fifth Saint is a genius with a high talent for refining weapons. It is only natural that he has achieved such success. It has little to do with me, Liu."

The Master of Weapon Refining did not exchange too many pleasantries. He just smiled, nodded, and sat down on his seat.

The Fifth Saint Son was not so reserved. Instead, he came to Liu Yuntian casually and said, "Brother Yuntian, I have fixed your mechanical puppet for you!"

As he spoke, he pointed in a direction. Liu Yuntian looked in the direction and saw two rows of people standing in the sky, about a hundred people.

Judging from their dull expressions, they should all be mechanical puppets. One of the mechanical puppets looks very familiar, it is Fu Xin!