Wine Sword Immortal: Divine Level Winemaker, Drunkenly Kills Tianmen!

Hearing this, Wang Xianxian showed a shocked expression on his face.

Immediately afterwards, the young man raised his little hand high.

"Report!!!"

"speak."

"Auntie," Wang Xianxian said with a serious face, "I don't quite understand!!!"

"Hahahahahaha." Yun Ying laughed heartily.

The sound of laughter is endless!

"If you don't understand me, then just listen to me." Yun Ying walked to Wang Xianxian's side.

"After listening to what the Spirit Emperor said, you also got a glimpse of the truth of this world."

"When they fell into the world of mortals in misery, they took the opportunity to seize the mortal world and cut off the path to immortality for mortal beings."

"After cutting off the path of mortals to become immortals, they hid in the mortal world in an attempt to pursue something bigger."

“What we have to do is very simple, and that is to make the best wine in the world.”

"Give those living beings who suffer from the misery of the mortal world the ultimate happiness on earth."

"More importantly, we must continue the path to immortality for the sake of the common people and for the sentient beings in this mortal world."

She looked at the young man with increasingly firm eyes and spoke word by word.

"The devil that cannot be killed by wine must be killed by the sword!"

"If the sword cannot cut off the pain, wine can cut it off!"

"You are the last immortal in this world, and you are also the one who started the prosperous age of the immortal dynasty and gave them death..."

"The Immortal of the End..."

Yun Ying used small tricks, and his words were very contagious, which made the fifteen-year-old boy's blood boil.

"So my mission is to use wine to open China's path to immortality, and then counterattack them!!!"

Yun Ying nodded affirmatively, and then said in a solemn tone.

"China's new era and new dynasty will be ushered in by you."

"At that time, China will no longer be decorated with the Celestial Empire, but..."

"Chinese Immortal Dynasty!"

Seeing that Wang Xianxian was a little confused, Yun Ying lowered his voice gently.

"Think about it, when you succeed, China will erect a monument for you, create a statue for you, and even include you in the history books for eternity!"

"You will become a representative figure of China. Let's not talk about anything else, but the history textbook can at least give you five units for your deeds!"

"The name of Mo Elegy will be famous all over the world, and the Wang family under the underworld will continue to shed tears of regret..."

Every time Yun Ying said another word, it would have a huge impact on the heart of the fifteen-year-old boy.

What boy would refuse this kind of temptation?

Suddenly, Yun Ying jumped onto Wang Xianxian's shoulder, then whispered in his ear, bewitching him.

"In fact, when the time comes, your cheap pink-haired dad will be willing to hand over his beloved to you..."

"Imagine you holding that little girl's little hand, standing in front of him, promising him that you will protect his beloved..."

"Son and son-in-law, don't you feel secretly happy when you see the proud tears of the Spirit Emperor?"

"The joy of stealing food is a joy that combines joy and sorrow."

"He is sad, you are happy."

The boy was breathing heavily and couldn't help but swallow.

His poor imagination prevented him from imagining it at all.

"Who is the real king of sister control?" Yun Ying was like a demon leading people to fall into hell, "My child, you are the real king of sister control!!!"

Hearing this, the young man pictured Yu Xian'er's smiling face in his mind, and then his earlobes turned unusually red.

"I...I, I...I'm not a girl-controller..."

The young man defended weakly.

"Yeah..." Yun Ying nodded quickly and said perfunctorily.

Seeing this, the boy's face turned even redder: "I'm really not!"

Yun Ying patted the young man on the shoulder.

"It doesn't matter anymore. It's just the difference between passive and active."

"A man should be frank and don't be submissive."

"Now my aunt gives you an important task."

When Wang Xianxian heard that it was a mission, he immediately became energetic.

"The task is very simple." Yun Ying shook the gourd in his hand, "That's making wine."

Yun Ying emphasized as if he was worried that the young man would not take it seriously.

"The wine I want you to brew is not a wine that can redeem someone, but a wine that can save all sentient beings and cut off the pain of the world of mortals."

Seeing that the young man wanted to ask again, Yun Ying continued.

"You are the Master of Wine, and that is your way. What kind of wine you make, what you use to make it, and how you make it all require your own thinking."

As if he disliked Wang Xianxian who was just sitting there thinking, Yun Ying went up and kicked the young man on the calf.

"Why are you standing there stupidly? Go back quickly and prepare for your fame."

Hearing this, Wang Xianxian said goodbye to Emperor Zhulin and then walked back.

But before he could take a few steps, he noticed something was wrong. He turned back and looked at Yun Ying who was standing there, wondering.

"Is there anything else to do?"

"No." Yun Ying shook his head, "But I want to stay here for a while, so you should go back first."

"Now that you have good luck, you are no longer alone, and I don't have to worry about it."

Wang Xianxian was not surprised at all.

In his opinion, there is nothing strange about Yun Ying going home to live for a while.

So after saying hello, he bid farewell to Yun Ying and Emperor Zhulin, and then met with Yu Xian'er under the leadership of the guards.

Looking at the young man's leaving figure, the Bamboo Forest Emperor smiled and spoke.

"Ancestor, you are so bad, how can you use your avenue to arouse people's emotions?"

The corners of Yun Ying's mouth raised slightly: "He's just a fifteen-year-old kid. If he doesn't play around now, it won't be funny when he grows up."

After laughing, Emperor Zhulin's face showed a bit of worry.

"Ancestor, have you made your decision?"

"Isn't it too early? And you are the only one, is it possible..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yun Ying with a wave of his hand.

"Not early, not early..."

Yun Ying's eyes never left the young man's back. Her eyes were full of love, "I'm just a fifteen-year-old child..."

"When I get older, I won't be able to hide it anymore..."

"That burden is too early for him now..."

"Child, you just need to be happy, just be happy..."

After the boy's back completely disappeared from sight, Yun Ying slowly turned back to look at the Bamboo Forest Emperor.

"You are a child with great talent and strength. More importantly, you have a stable Taoist heart and are neither arrogant nor impetuous..."

"I feel relieved that you are in charge of the Bamboo Bear Clan."

Emperor Zhulin bowed and saluted: "Thank you for the compliment, ancestor."

Yun Ying waved his hand and joked.

"When I'm teaching others a lesson, I say there are no rules at home, but when it's my turn, I end up being so reserved."

"As long as there is love in the heart, that is the most noble etiquette..."

"Hehehe..." Yun Ying smiled and patted Emperor Zhulin's round belly, "Ancestor likes your words very much."

After taking the photo, it turned around and walked out of the temple.

"Let's go, it's time for our Bamboo Bear clan to have our own emperor..."

Emperor Zhulin did not salute this time, but simply said: "Okay."

Bamboo bears, one big and one small, walk in tandem, just like an adult bamboo bear leading a young one to inspect their home.

Very warm...