Ten grains of spirit grains a day, even the royal families on Qingzhou Continent cannot guarantee that every child will have such treatment. If it weren't for Chen Yunsheng's physical mutation, he would not be able to accommodate so much spirit energy, which would have extremely serious consequences. However,
At a specific time, at a specific place,.
The spiritual energy produced by ten grains of spiritual millet is enough for Chen Yunsheng to run for two small weeks. Although it is insignificant, it is better than nothing. Think about a person who has possessed spiritual energy for decades and suddenly loses everything and becomes like a useless person. Any insignificant recovery is
Talk about comfort.
Chen Yunsheng did not try to open the storage ring again. He was no longer in a hurry to take out the Cloud Chuanzhou. What this island gave him was extremely difficult to get anywhere. He wanted to restore his spiritual energy and make himself stronger before returning to Qingzhou.
, that land full of blood and tears, makes those who need to be punished pay the price, and avenges the buried souls of injustice.
He spent all his time practicing the Water Spirit Qi Gathering Technique. The little spiritual energy produced by ten grains of spirit millet every day soaked the dry meridians. Relying on this almost crazy supply method, Chen Yunsheng felt the flow of energy in his meridians.
The speed of the spiritual energy disappearing is getting slower and slower.
These more than three hundred days and nights were the most strenuous days in his life. He sat for nearly twelve hours every day, ignoring the wind and rain outside the door and the withered vegetation. The eight guards in the house quietly looked at a person.
If young people who are practicing crazy cultivation have not dissipated their souls, will they be moved by such a persistent person?
The two pigs originally came to harass Chen Yunsheng every day, but later they were too lazy to come and basked in the sun outside the cabin every day. The land next to the waterfall outside the house was filled with rows of neat rows of millet. Chen Yunsheng planted this place
The land is well planned, and the surrounding arrays are more complete than before. They are all equipped with moisturizing, energy-gathering, windproof, and waterproof ones.
In order to speed up the growth of Lingsu, Chen Yunsheng dug hundreds of blue crystals from the cave on the top of the mountain and embedded them on stone pillars in the field. The faint blue light provided a light source for Lingsu at night. In this way,
This solves the problem of not seeing the sun all day long and insufficient light on the small island.
Things that are going on at twelve hours every day, in addition to Chen Yunsheng's cultivation, the growth of spiritual millet, and the black iron box that is baked on the ground fire inside the cave. After more than a year of burning, the iron box has become smaller.
A little more, what made Chen Yunsheng a little depressed was that no essence was purified from the disappeared impurities. He even began to suspect that the entire iron letter was a huge impurity. Fortunately, it would be a waste if the earth and fire resources were not used, so he
Don't care anymore, just leave the black iron there.
In more than three hundred days and nights, Chen Yunsheng exhausted more than three thousand grains of spiritual millet, and this year's harvest has come back. Except for a small amount of spiritual millet that was affected by a heavy rain in the middle of the year, the rest was golden again. The harvest continued.
After a meal, the harvested millet was piled up in a corner of the hut. Chen Yunsheng was no longer interested in counting the amount of millet. There were too many.
Saving next year's seeds, Chen Yunsheng divided the remaining seeds into three parts. One part was placed in the storage ring for future use, and the other part was used to assist the next year's practice. The amount swallowed per day was increased to five.
Ten pills. The last portion was also the largest portion. He couldn't decide what to do with it.
After thinking for a long time, an idea suddenly flashed across my mind, "Why don't I use these spiritual millets to make wine."
Even he was surprised why he would think of this, but making wine is a very food-consuming thing, and it seems that this pile of spirit millet can't brew a few jars. Chen Yunsheng knows a little about the method of making wine, but he has never tried it.
The process is not very complicated.
According to records in some books, Chen Yunsheng chose the simplest brewing method. He first soaked a small amount of spirit millet, and then stuffed it in a pile of withered grass without ventilation. After a few days, the spirit millet had grown
A thick layer of distiller's yeast. With the distiller's yeast, things will become much easier. He soaked all the remaining millet in water.
After soaking, Chen Yunsheng used the underground fire in the cave to steam the millet until it was eight ripe. Then, he hollowed out a huge stone and used it as a wine-making container, and put the steamed millet into it. The top was covered with a thick
A thick layer of dead grass is added, thus entering the third stage of winemaking.
After three days, take out the Lingsu millet and steam it in the cave again. After half an hour, put all the steamed Lingsu millet on the edge of the pool to ventilate and let it cool. At this time, it enters the final stage.
The previously prepared distiller's yeast and millet were mixed with pond water, put into a hollowed-out boulder, and sealed with mud and withered grass.
It took a total of more than ten days before and after. Chen Yunsheng sighed to himself, if Zhang Mingyuan's guy came, he would be very busy. Three months later, Chen Yunsheng opened the seal and entered the last stage of dispensing the wine.
At this time, Lingsu is no longer what it was before. It is mixed with water and turns into a light blue paste, exuding a pungent smell of wine. Put the paste into the underground cave.
Inner layer. This has been transformed by Chen Yunsheng into a stone chamber that is very suitable for wine making. There is a huge stone wine barrel used for the final distillation.
Since the temperature when the wine is produced does not need to be too high, it is relatively far from the underground fire well. There is a stone guide rail on the stone wine barrel, which guides the distilled wine from the groove.
After doing this, Chen Yunsheng pushed away the stone that was originally blocking the ground fire well. The scorching heat burned the stone in the distance and conducted the heat into the wine tank. An hour later, the cold stone on the wine barrel
Small water droplets appeared in the grooves of the material. After a while, the small water droplets condensed into large water droplets, and finally slid down along the grooves and rolled into the wine jar that had been placed long ago. This wine jar was used by Hei Gu in those days.
It was here to hold the refreshing fragrance of lotus leaves. Zhang Mingyuan had already drank all the wine, leaving only an empty jar.
After about an hour, the wine jar was mostly filled, and no more wine flowed out from the guide rail. It seemed that the distillation had been completed. Opening the wine barrel, Chen Yunsheng found that there was very little residue in the barrel, almost nothing. He then
He glanced at the jar of crystal clear liquid on the side and thought to himself, it was a waste to get so little wine from a lot of spirit millet.
After picking up the stall and sealing it, Chen Yunsheng returned to his wooden house. He sat down on his wooden bed and looked up and down at the result of the brewing that had taken him more than twenty days. He ate five pieces of spiritual millet and took advantage of the spiritual energy.
Before Yuan left, he took out a palm-sized wine cup from the storage ring, poured half a bowl out of the wine jar, and then sealed the mouth of the jar.
He put the wine cup under his nose and smelled it. There was no smell of wine at all. He released his spiritual sense and did not feel any spiritual energy. He was a little dumbfounded. He thought to himself, maybe the brewing process was wrong and all the spiritual things in the spiritual millet were distilled.
All, only the water is left?
Finally, he picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp. He had the same demeanor as when he was fighting with Zhang Mingyuan. When the liquid first entered his mouth, he did not feel any surprise. He only felt an incomparable fragrance filling his lips and teeth. The fragrance was very
It quickly disappeared, and a blazing fire that could burn the soul rushed straight into Chen Yunsheng's heavenly spirit.
At this moment, he felt as if his soul was about to be stirred up. He hurriedly crossed his legs and planned to use his skills to resist. But before he could use his skills, the overbearing blazing gradually sublimated into a pure spiritual energy impact. In an instant, his limbs were all full of energy.
His body seemed to no longer exist. Chen Yunsheng seemed to be floating in the void. Facing the endless wind around him, with countless stars like bright lights in the sky shining on him, his body was empty, as if only the weight of his soul remained.
His consciousness began to blur, his understanding of himself became more and more confusing, and his thinking became turbid. In the end, even his consciousness was lost, as if he was in chaos. He completely forgot himself and the feeling of existence. The surroundings
The light gradually dims, everything is withering, everything loses its meaning, this may be the end of everything.
I don’t know how long it took, but Chen Yunsheng opened his eyes. His mind was not as groggy as when he woke up from drunkenness, and his body did not feel the slightest discomfort. It was as if the manager’s process just now was just a temporary absence. Looking out the window from the door of the cabin,
It was already late at night, and the dew on the grass tips outside reflected the faint blue fluorescence from the spar.
After facing such a strange scene for a long time, he did not feel shocked. Looking at the empty wine cup on the table, Chen Yunsheng secretly sighed that he should not drink so much next time. How did he know that his almost whimsical attempt would actually brew a cup of wine?
Shizhong Liquor has been in the top three spirits list for a long time after Japan. When people in later generations drank Shizhong Liquor, they often drank it in a ratio of one to one hundred.
The first is because the cost of making this wine is too high, and few people can afford it. The second is that, except for those high-level Yuanying monks, few people can withstand the impact of the almost pure energy of the stone wine.
Only monks like Chen Yunsheng with a sieve-like body can withstand such a violent impact.
However, this has also inspired some good-hearted people. They often take pride in drinking pure stone wine, euphemistically called it, just to experience the joy and excitement of having their souls stirred up. These people are called the crazy people.
Touching the thick logs on the bed, Chen Yunsheng felt a thin layer of dust. Chen Yunsheng was shocked, "How long did I sleep this time?"
He hurriedly looked inside his body, and couldn't help being surprised. At the same time, he was delighted. There was actually a faint spiritual energy flowing slowly along Zhou Tian's meridians in his body. He examined it carefully and found that there was no sign of the spiritual energy decreasing. This was
Said that his body could no longer absorb spiritual energy.
Suddenly hearing the news, Chen Yunsheng almost went crazy. He ran out of the house like crazy, and ran wildly in the wind in the vast night, on the isolated island where desolation and prosperity intersected. Only in this way could he express his inner joy.
, the originally slim hope suddenly became very big, making him so excited that he was speechless.