You have a good chance, I accept it.

Now that he is still in the Xuanhuang World, he still needs to give him the face he deserves.

However, Ye Lin estimated that if he tried his best, even the Nine Tribulations Loose Immortals could give it a try.

Hong Batian was trapped by two Eight Tribulations Loose Immortals, which was probably the reason why he didn't dare to make a big move.

Otherwise, the two Eight Tribulations Loose Immortals would not be able to trap that guy at all.

"My little friend, since you're here, why don't you come in and talk for a while?"

At this time, an old voice came from the glowing mountains in front of him. Hearing this voice, Ye Lin smiled, stepped out, and entered it.

Gu Yuan, on the other hand, sat cross-legged in the void and began to heal. He originally wanted to heal, but Ye Lin pulled him here. Now he is better and can finally heal in peace.

Stepping into the transcendent power, Ye Lin came to a peach forest. In the peach forest, there was only an old man sitting next to the table.

There is a wine jar next to the old man. There are three words engraved on the wine jar, peach blossom wine.

"Little friend, this is a fine wine that I have treasured for many years. Most people can't even see it. For so many years, I have not been willing to open it. Today I will take off your clothes and let it reappear in the world."

The old man touched the wine jar, his face full of memories.

Ye Lin stepped forward and sat next to the old man.

The old man in front of him, the Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal, stood at the top of the Xuanhuang World. In this old man, Ye Lin felt a sense of pressure.

This old man can pose a threat to himself.

"My little friend is so beautiful now."

The old man smiled and took out two bowls and slowly opened the wine jar next to him. Suddenly, a strong fragrance came out.

Ye Lin's eyes lit up when he smelled the fragrance. Although he was not very interested in wine, he had to admit that this wine was indeed a good thing.

"Little friend, try it."

The old man filled Ye Lin's bowl and looked at Ye Lin expectantly.

Ye Lin nodded, picked up the bowl full of wine and drank it in one gulp, then placed the bowl heavily on the table.

"Good wine."

Ye Lin's face was full of praise. It was indeed a good wine. He had never drunk such a delicious wine. It was like wine but not wine. He didn't know how to drink or taste wine, but this thing tasted better than anything he had ever drunk. .

Although I don’t know how to taste wine, judging from the taste, this is a good thing.

"It's very good to receive such high praise from my friends."

"I wonder why my little friend came here this time?"

The old man asked while slowly tasting the wine in his hand.

This is really a drunkard's intention is not to drink.

"Senior, you have lived for many years and have seen most things in this world. Your experience is much higher than mine. If you can't even guess this, then I, Ye Lin, have misjudged the wrong person."

Ye Lin said with a smile.

Is this old man playing riddles with me? He didn't believe that the old man didn't know his purpose.

You just talk, you talk, you discuss, you have to go round and round, is that interesting? Mao didn't mean anything.

"Hahaha, what you say is really humorous, but I, the old man, just want to ask you one thing, that is, is what you said true?"

Halfway through his words, the old man changed the topic. At the same time, his originally lazy temperament suddenly became extremely serious, and he looked at Ye Lin with an extremely solemn expression.

A huge pressure moved towards Ye Lin.

The Ascending Immortal Sect is something that the older generation of monks have been waiting for their entire lives. Ye Lin denied the Ascendant Immortal Sect in just a few words. How could they not be angry?