"The Holy Fire Cult shouldn't be short of some wine, right?"
Hearing this, Sheng Bailian glanced at Yuan Tian in surprise.
She could detect a faint martial arts aura on Yuan Tian's body, and although this martial arts aura was weak, it gave Sheng Bailian a feeling like a light on his back.
But there was no trace of martial arts on Yuan Tian's body, and he looked like an ordinary person.
Generally speaking, this kind of situation will only occur if the opponent's strength far exceeds your own, or if the opponent is just an ordinary person.
And looking at Yuan Tian's behavior, he not only knew Dragon Blood Wine, but also the Holy Fire Cult, and seemed to have some stories with the Holy Fire Cult. Sheng Bailian could not possibly think that he was just an ordinary person.
Sheng Bailian looked at Yuan Tian and said with a smile: "Since senior has spoken, I will naturally do it."
"Please ask Mr. Lin to leave your address for me later, and I'll have twenty jars of dragon blood wine delivered to you tomorrow."
Lin Xiao nodded slightly but did not refuse.
Although he is not an alcoholic, good things like dragon blood wine are one of the few things that can arouse Lin Xiao's interest.
"Senior, why don't you even want to tell me a nickname?"
Sheng Bailian changed the topic and looked at Yuan Tian and asked.
When Sheng Bailian asked Yuan Tian about his identity just now, the other party kept silent, which undoubtedly made Sheng Bailian even more curious.
"I'm just an old man with one foot in the coffin. I don't have any identity."
Yuan Tian shrugged, still not revealing his identity.
Looking at him like this, it seems that he has something to do with the Holy Fire Sect, so he is unwilling to reveal his identity to Sheng Bailian.
Sheng Bailian frowned slightly and said, "Senior, if this is the case, then I won't be able to give you this dragon blood wine."
"Our Holy Fire Cult has always liked to make friends with heroes from all over the world, but the senior is not even willing to reveal his name. It seems that he doesn't want to make friends with our Holy Fire Cult!"
As soon as these words came out, Yuan Tian's expression suddenly changed slightly.
He sighed softly and said in a deep voice: "If you have to get to the bottom of it, my name is Yuan Tian. I'm afraid you, a little girl, have never heard of me."
"Even if I tell you, what will happen?"
Hearing this, Sheng Bailian showed a look of doubt, as if he really didn't know Yuan Tian, let alone heard of the name Yuan Tian.
This is also the fact. When Yuan Tian was dominating the martial arts world of the Dragon Kingdom, Saint White Lotus had not yet been born.
There has been too much time between the two, so it is normal that Sheng Bailian has not heard of Yuan Tian.
"By the way, is Sheng Qingyu still alive?"
Yuan Tian suddenly asked.
Sheng Bailian's complexion changed slightly, and there was a hint of vigilance in her eyes.
"Senior, do you know me, the last saint of the Holy Fire Sect?"
Sheng Bailian asked.
Sheng Qingyu was a saint before Saint White Lotus, two eras earlier than Saint White Lotus.
Between the two of them, there is a Holy Spirit Fire, who is the master of Saint White Lotus and is now the Supreme Elder of the Holy Fire Sect.
Yuan Tian chuckled lightly and said, "Of course we know each other, otherwise why would I ask you this?"
"Did she survive the battle between the Holy Fire Sect and Buddhism?"
At the end of the sentence, Yuan Tian's eyes flashed with a look of sadness that was not easily detectable by others.
Sheng Bailian shook his head slightly and said in a low tone: "It's a pity that he didn't survive."
"In the battle with Buddhism, most of the powerful men of our Holy Fire Sect fell. The previous saints like us have also fallen in that battle."