"Yes, there is a problem." Lin Jun hurriedly said, "I want to ask you, are you hungry?"

"Of course," Yidi said arrogantly: "I don't know if I'm hungry, isn't that dead?"

Lin Jun grabbed his head and asked again: "Then what are you eating? Eat or drink?"

"I am eating spiritual energy now. When I go out, I will eat you." Yi Di said impatiently: "What else? Hurry up."

Listening to Yi Di's voice, Lin Jun said with a lot of laughter and cry: "If you eat my spiritual energy, then will I be slow to practice the magic technique?"

"Fart." Yi Di spitted Lin Jun: "With me, your Baccarat Skill will only grow faster. OK, I don't want to answer your idiotic questions anymore, sleep."

"Hello."

"Hello."

Lin Jun shouted a few times, but he didn't wait for Yi Di's answer at all.

In desperation, Lin Jun had to get up from the ground, touched the dark, and raised his head to the top of the cave, "Old man, are you here? Give me a lamp."

No response.

Lin Jun, who was stunned for a while, took out his cell phone on his body. When he saw that there was still electricity, he turned on the screen. With the light of the screen, he could see the surrounding situation clearly.

This is a very deep cave, but a cave with a dirt ladder.

With the illumination of the mobile phone screen, Lin Jun finally followed the ladder and came up in a pitiful manner.

When walking out of an unfathomable cave, Lin Jun looked at the gray sky, not even knowing whether it was early morning or evening.

Just as he was about to use his cell phone to watch the time, he suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from beside him.

He jumped away suddenly, Lin Jun screamed in excitement and looked at the source of the sound, and saw a figure sitting against the stone wall at the entrance of the cave, surrounded by withered straw.

Seeing this, Lin Jun suddenly grinned and laughed: "Old man, you are a good god."

Sha Wuchang didn't say anything, but picked up half a bottle of Baccarat in his hand and poured it into his mouth, dumbfounded, like an unlucky guy who drank alcohol after a broken heart.

Turning around, Lin Jun looked around for a while before asking, "Old man, why is this different from when I came last time?"

"This is the Tomb of the God of Baccarat." Sha Wuchang said, and then poured a sip of wine into his mouth.

After saying his forehead, Lin Jun hurriedly squatted down and approached Sha Wuchang and asked, "So, old man, why don't you ask if I have succeeded?"

Then, Sha Wuchang turned his head and looked at Lin Jun like an idiot. This made Lin Jun twitch his cheeks awkwardly and stood up again.

Just as he was about to complain, Sha Wuchang suddenly asked casually: "Do you want to learn kung fu?"

When Lin Jun heard this, his eyes lit up and he squatted down again and leaned close to Sha Wuchang: "Of course I want to learn it. Now I am at the low level of immortal wine, can I learn it?"

"Then there is no need to learn." Sha Wuchang glared at Lin Jun, and slowly stood up with the half bottle of Baccarat.

Lin Jun looked at him in surprise, and after a while, he asked aggrievedly: "You are my master, aren't you so stingy, are you?"

Sha Wuchang burped and walked staggeringly, while waving his hand without looking back, "I can do it, you can already do it."

"I know?" Lin Jun followed Sha Wuchang and asked with a confused look on his face: "What do I know?"

Sha Wuchang was shaking, and suddenly turned around without any warning and punched Lin Jun in the cheek.

At this critical moment, Lin Jun turned his head and in an instant, he narrowly avoided Ling Li's punch.

He immediately took two steps back, and Lin Jun stared at Sha Wuchang in shock: "Old man, you are crazy, you actually hit me."

Sha Wuchang turned around slowly, glanced at Lin Jun with his eyes for a while, and said, "You are already a master."

Lin Jun: "..."

Seeing that Sha Wuchang left like a drunken ghost, Lin Jun's face suddenly changed, because he suddenly realized that the old man's punch that had no warning had been knocked down long ago if it were the past, but now...

Thinking of this, Lin Jun stretched out his hands and looked at it, then took a breath of air conditioning.

Good, the old man said he had learned it. Could it be that if he entered the Immortal Brew level, he had super strong reaction ability and dodging ability?

Otherwise, how could he avoid the old man's despicable and shameless sneak attack just now? You know, the old man is the king of soldiers and the killer who kills without blinking.

Thinking of this, Lin Jun was extremely excited. He waved his hand, called the old man, and then hurriedly chased after him.

The master and apprentice returned to the dilapidated thatched hut. Lin Jun looked at it and asked in confusion: "Her old man Long is gone?"

"Yes." Sha Wuchang sat on the rattan chair, drinking and intoxicated himself.

Lin Jun hurriedly asked, "Then how many days have I been in seclusion?"

Sha Wuchang took a sip of wine and pointed to the cell phone in Lin Jun's hand.

Then, Lin Jun opened his cell phone and immediately exclaimed: "Damn, it's already the 19th day."

"All 11 days." Sha Wuchang sighed in disappointment: "Oh 11 days, I thought I had broken through the bottleneck of aging back then, but it took me half a year."

He aimed at Sha Wuchang obliquely, and Lin Jun suddenly felt a little self-smelling.

According to Yi Di, what the dead old thing has is just a soul of wine and wandering. When it reaches the top level of the immortal brew, it will reach its peak and there is no future for continuing to rise.

If you say this, once you break through the immortal wine and reach the divine wine, wouldn’t that mean that you will be better than the old man in the future? You may even abuse the old man?

When Lin Jun thought of this, he was very excited.

"Have you eaten bee shit?" Sha Wuchang suddenly asked on the side.

Lin Jun was stunned and turned his head to look at Sha Wuchang.

"What wine did you understand?" Sha Wuchang asked with his eyes rolled over.

Lin Jun said bluntly: "Taichu Soul Wine."

"Tai Level?" Sha Wuchang's face, which had not changed for thousands of years, finally showed shock.

Lin Jun was also stunned when he looked at Sha Wuchang: "Tai Chi?"

"It's not Tai Chi of Tai Chi." Sha Wuchang shook his head blankly: "It's too primary, what you actually understand is too primary."

Looking at the incredible expression of Sha Wuchang, Lin Jun asked blankly: "What's wrong with being too junior?"

"After entering the Immortal Brew, all I can understand is Baorui level." Sha Wuchang suddenly laughed and said, "You are actually too primary, this is the gap."

"What is Baorui level?" Lin Jun asked with a close eye.

After pondering for a while, Sha Wuchang stared at Lin Jun angrily and asked, "Didn't you get any other information except for the brewing method of Taichu Soul Wine?"

"I got it." Lin Jun said innocently: "But I haven't had time to go and see it."

"Well." Sha Wuchang took a deep breath, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box on the stone table and lit it.

With the thick smoke, Sha Wuchang said with emotion: "According to the information of the immortal wine, anyone who enters the realm of the Immortal God Jue Xian Brew can understand a top-secret immortal wine recipe made by the God of God."

As he said that, he turned his head and aimed at Lin Jun: "The recipe for immortal brew is from low to high, including six levels: Baotong, Baorui, Baofeng, Taiyan, Taichu, Taiyi, Baotong the lowest, and Taiyi the highest."

After hearing what Sha Wuchang said, Lin Jun widened his eyes and he was stunned.

If according to the saying of Kill Wuchang, Taichu Taiyi is the best wine-making heritage, then getting the recipe for Taichu Soul Wine is naturally the second best, but what about this Taiyi nectar?

Taiyi Ganlu is not wine, it is a skill, a skill that can deviate from the will of heaven and pervert. Can this be considered as a fairy wine recipe?

Thinking of this, Lin Jun suddenly hesitated again, not knowing whether he should tell the old guy about this secret. He even began to waver whether he should tell the old guy about the fitting of the wine soul with Dizhu Di.

"I remind you, I, you cannot talk nonsense, it is related to your life."

Suddenly, Yi Di's crisp voice came from Lin Jun's mind.

After hearing this, Lin Jun hurriedly asked, "So can you say anything else?"

"Yes." Yidi added: "If you think that fighting this useless old guy can bring a sense of glory."

Lin Jun choked, and he found that he could be choked by a little woman hiding in his belly. This was simply cowardice and incompetence.

"Baby, have you listened to me?"

Suddenly, Lin Jun heard the scolding of Kill Wuchang in his ears.

After rushing to his senses, Lin Jun asked with a dry smile: "Old man, what did you say?"

Sha Wuchang: "I asked you, how is this Taichu Soul Wine different from other wines brewed?"

"The difference is so big." Lin Jun was angry when he mentioned this, bit his back teeth and said: "It takes several precious medicinal materials to make wine chorus, and it must be more than a hundred years. If it is not a hundred years, it will not work at all."

"Make wine chorus with precious medicinal herbs?" Sha Wuchang gradually frowned, revealing a thoughtful expression.

Obviously, he was also confused, or rather, this completely subverted his views on the winemaking and wine tasting master.

Taking advantage of this time, Lin Jun looked at his phone again.

It is 6 o'clock in the evening, which means that the day after tomorrow is the award ceremony of Xiangcheng Sugar and Wine Fair, and you must set off tomorrow.

So Lin Jun took back his cell phone, raised his head and rushed to Wuchang and said, "Old man, I have to go down the mountain, take a good shower and have a nap. I have to go to Xiangcheng again tomorrow. The award ceremony the day after tomorrow, I am bragging to you when I come back."

Seeing Lin Jun get up and leave after saying that, Kill Wuchang was immediately unhappy.

He slapped the stone table with a slap, and Sha Wuchang shouted, "Stop."

Lin Jun, who was about to rush out of the courtyard, was stunned, stopped and turned around suddenly.

Sha Wuchang scratched his head and asked, "Do you don't need to add grain to make wine chorus?"

"Of course I have to add it." Lin Jun laughed impatiently and scolded: "Old man, can I tell you if I have time?"
To be continued...