Nowadays, the mountains are blocked by heavy snow, and it is unrealistic to go out. Although the other party has broken a leg, he may have to rely on his strength to survive.

"It's okay, I won't die."

Ruda gritted his teeth, found two wooden boards, and fixed the broken leg.

"Xiaohu, hurry up and collect all the food. Let's go live in a cave outside the village. From now on, try to light a fire at night to avoid attracting people."

Ruda warned and pointed to his collapsed house.

"There is an old wild ginseng in my cabinet. Look for it and see if it is still there. If you find it, give it to your sister to drink."

Chen Lin nodded.

Without saying a word, he began to collect food silently.

Three months later.

After a lot of tossing, the three of them finally settled down in the existence cave.

After drinking ginseng soup, my sister regained her energy, but she suddenly changed and looked very dull.

"Xiaohong, bring me the second jar over there."

Chen Lin ordered to speak.

"Okay bro."

My sister obeyed and did as she was told.

Ruda, who was looking at his injured leg, frowned.

"Xiaohu, although there is still some grain, is it too wasteful to use it to make wine?"

"And how do you know how to make wine?"

Chen Lin put down the tools in his hands.

"My father taught me this. This is a craft passed down from generation to generation in our family. It is passed down from male to female."

He talks nonsense.

In fact, the wine brewed was Zui Shen Yong, or the mortal version of Qiu Mengdie.

Chen Lin has never figured out what this fantasy mission is, but he can't just waste it in vain. When the opening time of the holy tower is over, he will be excluded and all the previous efforts will be wasted.

So I tried making wine.

I hope to understand the artistic conception of wine making, gain extraordinary abilities, and break the current deadlock.

It’s not a single-selection Zuishenang. All seven kinds of wine were tested, but none of them were successful.

When Luda heard Chen Lin's explanation, he was obviously suspicious.

In all his years in the village, he had never heard that the other party's father knew how to make wine.

But I didn’t worry about it either.

He continued to persuade: "This heavy snow is strange. I'm afraid it will take a long time to melt. Although we have some food, we can't waste it."

Chen Lin remained unmoved.

"I understand what Uncle Da said, but wine still needs to be brewed. After all, we can't stay here forever, and I don't want to be a hunter anymore. With this skill, we can go to the town to make a living in the spring."

After hearing Chen Lin's explanation, Luda was speechless.

Not to mention this pair of siblings, even he has no intention of becoming a hunter anymore.

"Okay, then you can continue brewing, but I see that you have succeeded and are still continuing to research. Do you have any requirements? Can I help?"

"My ancestral secret recipe is said to be able to incorporate a certain artistic conception into the wine, giving the wine special effects."

Chen Lin answered truthfully.

"I want to give it a try. If I succeed, not only can I sell the drinks at a good price, but I might also be able to deal with the immortal cultivators."

"That's it."

Ruda pondered for a moment.

He knew about the two brothers and sisters and was extremely hostile to the immortal cultivators.

"When I was hunting in the mountains, I met a strange old man. He said that when the moon shines with colored light, as long as you keep staring at the moonlight, you can enter a wonderful state."

"Colorful moonlight, why haven't I seen it before?"

Chen Lin immediately asked.

This is an assessment fantasy, and every piece of information is important.

"You can't see it directly. You need to see it through the reflection of the water. It will occasionally appear on a full moon night."

"Is that so? Let me try."

"Hey, tonight seems to be the night of the full moon."

Chen Lin let out a sigh.

Feeling more and more that this was a coincidence, he immediately took out a jar of wine and poured it into the basin.

It's freezing outside, and if you use water, it will freeze quickly.

night.

The sky is unusually clear.

The moonlight scattered across the earth and reflected the heavy snow on the mountains, making the night look like day.

Chen Lin carried the wine basin to the outside of the cave, chose a suitable place to place it, and began to watch the reflection in the basin.

Not only did he watch, but also my younger sister and Luda.

But Ruda only watched it for a while and then lost interest.

He has used this method many times, but it has never been successful. He only tried it casually.

Less than half an hour later.

My sister rubbed her dry eyes and looked away, wanting to say something, but seeing Chen Lin concentrating on it, she swallowed it back.

Chen Lin did not enter the state either.

But he has been practicing for a long time, and the most important thing he lacks is perseverance. Let alone an hour, he can handle it for three days and three nights.

Time passed little by little.

No one noticed that the colors in the moon in the sky suddenly twisted and formed the shape of a colorful dress.

Then it disappeared again.

The moment the colorful dress appeared, Chen Lin's body trembled, and a mysterious feeling emerged spontaneously.

He became a little boy again.

Despair, unwillingness, disgust.

hatred!

The hatred towards immortal cultivators lasts forever.

But he wanted to become an immortal.

Because only those who cultivate immortality can kill those who cultivate immortality.

This is very contradictory.

Can't mortals resist immortals?

Why!

I'm going to break this rule!

Chen Lin looked up to the sky and roared, and then the spiritual platform entered a mysterious state. There seemed to be some energy condensed, but he could not really feel it.

This situation, like making mom's steamed buns, is a special artistic conception.

He immediately picked up the semi-finished product and started making it.

Chen Lin chose Zuixian Brewing.

This is the little boy's obsession and the understanding in his heart that only by making this can he succeed.

After a simple blending, a new jar of wine is formed.

The strange aroma of wine hits your nose.

"you made it?"

When Chen Lin finished, Luda on the side spoke in shock.

He has used this method for more than ten years, but has never succeeded. The other party only saw it once and immediately realized it, which made him very discouraged.

"have no idea."

Chen Lin shook his head.
To be continued...