You have a good chance, I accept it.

"Shouldn't you be happy about this?"

Ye Lin said with a smile, as your disciple, shouldn't you be happy to have such achievements now? Why do you still have such an expression?

"Yes, I should be happy. Let's go and see the changes in Wuming Mountain over the years."

Taichu forced a smile and said, and then under Taichu's leadership, Ye Lin stepped into the unknown mountain.

Ye Lin discovered that Wumingshan's sect-protecting formation had not changed. Logically speaking, every time the sect leader of Wumingshan was replaced, the sect-protecting formation would change.

Only the sect leader and some Wumingshan elders can control the sect-protecting formation to prevent accidents from happening.

But now, the sect-protecting formation has not changed, which also verifies what Taichu said to him at the beginning, Wuming Mountain will always be his home.

Walking with Taichu in the Wuming Mountain, I met young geniuses one after another, and Qingzhi's face was filled with smiles.

There are also those disciples who have just worshiped in the Wuming Mountain, and they are really excited. They think that they had the same expression when they worshiped in the Wuming Mountain for the first time.

"Your disciple is now the elder of Wumingshan and controls the Wumingshan God of War Department. However, that boy's personality is too out-of-touch. He is idle all day long and is not good at management at all."

"It is said that he has a lovely daughter who is now sixteen years old. Don't you plan to go and see her?"

Taichu said casually while walking.

Hearing this, Ye Lin looked shocked, good guy, Taiyuan has a child? Still sixteen years old? Boy, it's too fast, it's really too fast.

Has it been sixteen years since you left Dongzhou? Why didn't I notice it?

"How long was I gone?"

Ye Lin's mind moved and he asked Taichu. He always felt that there was something strange about it.

"It's been twenty years since you left, what happened?"

Taichu said with confusion on his face, Ye Lin is a powerful man, but he can't even remember the time?

"That's it, Middle-earth, Middle-earth."

Ye Lin suddenly realized that even the speed of time in Central Continent was different from other continents. It was too special.

"It's time to go and see it. Where's the other one?"

Ye Lin is holding his hand, and the other one is his second disciple, Ye Buqu. Until now, he has not officially accepted a disciple. From the beginning to the end, Ye Buqu has always been just his registered disciple.

Although he is a registered disciple, he is also his disciple of Ye Lin.

"The other one has made great achievements. He has developed a diamond-iron body and is now able to defeat the golden elixir-level monks with his body."

Taichu said with some emotion that he had seen the child grow up with his own eyes. Although Ye Buqu's talent was extremely poor, Ye Buqu's perseverance was the strongest he had ever seen.

Ye Buququ spent three hundred and sixty-five days a year practicing without even giving himself a moment to rest.

I only have the occasional free time to wander around, and the rest of my time is either practicing or on the road of cultivation.

"Golden Core Stage, yes, he is able to achieve such achievements, it really surprises me."

Ye Lin's face was extremely calm. Ye Buqu's achievement was beyond his expectation.

Even a monk who is more talented than Ye Buqu may not reach the golden elixir stage in his lifetime of practice. I didn't expect that Ye Buqu could challenge the golden elixir stage monks in just a few decades. It is indeed good.

Although it is nothing to him, it is also a big improvement.

"Yes, Wuming Mountain is now in good order. It seems that the boy has managed it well. In this case, I will not look at it and go to see those two guys. I will take a look at my disciples."