After some communication, Huang Lin found that the blood lotus was just a piece of white paper and didn't know anything.

Although he felt that Huang Lin was intimate, the strength of the two sides was too different, and its dodging action was just a kind of self-protection.

Staring at the trembling blood lotus, Huang Lin thought about it, but in the end he did not destroy it.

Although this thing looks filthy, it was after all, so let's keep it for a while.

After leaving the outside world, Huang Lin fell into deep thought.

Although the deduction plate evolved into a world, the world is still extremely weak, not only with low loading, but also with very few rules, which barely reaches the minimum standard for forming a small world.

The three thousand great ways in the prehistoric world do not refer to the great ways, the way of heaven, but to the laws.

Moreover, the so-called three thousand is not a real number, but an uncountable meaning.

The basic condition for forming a world is to have the nine laws of time, space and Yin and Yang and Five Elements. The more laws, the higher the world level.

Then the question is, what should the world absorb the law of increasing?

Huang Lin did not get the answer from the deduction, but based on his years of experience, it should be related to his growth in strength.

From the initial rockery and fake water scene to the later real water flow, it has now evolved into a small world that can accommodate living things, and every change is due to his breakthrough.

Huang Lin couldn't help but start to fantasize about the scene of finding someone to fight alone in the future

[Recruiting, dare to fight me alone!]

【What don’t dare!】

[Then we got to the sky and waved our hands. Come on, you will fight us one by one.]

He chuckled and shook his head, throwing this nonsensical idea out of his mind.

I don’t know when I want Da Luo and even Hunyuan Da Luo to enter that small world. Maybe he can deal with the Saint of Heaven with one hand at that time.

After taking stock of all the gains from this heavenly tribulation, Huang Lin began to stabilize his cultivation.

Three thousand years later

On this day, Xiao Jin and Jin Ling and Yulong came to the hill where Huang Lin was as usual.

They didn't go up, and sat on the ground by a stream at the foot of the mountain. Yulong and a few seals were drawn out. The gravel floor between the three of them, which looked exactly like the surroundings, immediately there were grills, pots, stoves and other things.

It seems that they are all low-level magic weapons.

It was obvious that they had hidden here early, and they even used tricks to trick them.

"Sister Jin Ling, lend me some wine to the bird." Before the word "女" was released, Jin Ling looked over at him. Xiao Jin quickly changed his words with a smile, "Let me borrow some wine to me, and I will pay you back after my boss comes out of seclusion."

Jin Ling didn't even pause when she took out the things. She turned around and looked at Huang Lin's retreat on the mountain. Seeing that there was no movement on the mountain as usual, she sighed.

Then he turned around and shouted at Xiao Jin in anger: "Every year when the Lishuo clan leader distributed wine, you can share 5,000 kilograms of Jinyun wine. Yulong and I only 4,000 kilograms, but over the past three thousand years, you owe me and Yulong 20 million kilograms of wine! You still owe Qingfeng and Mingyue 8 million kilograms. If your senior brother knows, you must beat you to death."

"Fruit wine." The honest child Yulong added next to him, for fear that Xiao Jin would give him Jinyun wine when he returned the wine, so they were not used to drinking that thing.

In the years before Huang Lin passed the tribulation, he gradually divided the wine into several varieties.

At first, except for the first batch of wine, the ones brewed later were called Huoyun wine, with only a difference in degree.

Later, Hongyun, Li Shuo and others felt it was troublesome to shout, so he renamed it, from high to low, namely Huoyun, Ziyun, Qingyun and Jinyun, as well as fruit wine and soy milk.

Fire Cloud Wine can make Daluo feel slightly fragrant, purple clouds correspond to Taiyi, Qingyun and Jinyun correspond to Xuanxian and Zhenxian respectively.

The soy milk was specially made by Huang Lin for the little Genggumen with soybeans brought by the Tang Dynasty. After all, the life of the little Genggumen without pots of milk is incomplete.

He couldn't get the milk out of pots, so he could only use soy milk instead.

As for fruit wine, it is made by fine-tuning the Monkey Wine brewing method of the Iron Eater Clan. It has the lowest degree and is very popular among Jin Ling Yulong and Qingfeng Mingyue.

Yulong said something and went to work.

Jin Ling curled Xiao Jin while cursing her fairy vegetables in her hand, "Look at you, you are younger than us and less powerful than us, why can you drink so much? Yulong and I have distributed a total of 24 million kilograms of fruit wine in the past three thousand years, and 20 million kilograms of them were lent to you. Isn't this your Jinyun wine? Do you like to drink it that much?"

Xiao Jin lowered his head and skewed the meat, rolled his eyes silently, and muttered: "It's light, if you didn't have to use fruit wine to change milk to Xiaozhuang, you wouldn't have enough to drink it yourself." (Xiaozhuang, one of the rolling cubs asked by Huang Lin)

In other words, he doesn’t like drinking pot milk, and Xiaozhuang doesn’t drink Jinyun wine, otherwise he would have changed it too. 100 kilograms of fruit wine will be exchanged for 1,000 kilograms of pot milk, and a fool wouldn’t change it!

"What are you muttering?" Jin Ling tilted her head and looked over. The delicate voice made Yu Long beside her tremble for a moment.

"I praise you for your family management." Xiao Jin didn't blink and said seriously nonsense.

Jin Ling didn't go into it, her eyes turned and she whispered: "You said, how about we exchange more immortal fruits for fruit wine and Qingfeng Mingyue next time?"

Xiao Jin understood the subtle meaning of this sentence in seconds, "Do you want to make your own fruit wine? But we don't."

"It's quite simple. I've seen it several times." Jin Ling looked around and continued: "Crush the immortal fruits and squeeze juice, add some water, and simmer for a while. But now most of the ordinary immortal fruits in the Huoyun Cave have been taken away by the Li Shuo clan leader, and I can't test it."

'What I want to make is fruit wine, not Jinyun wine, what does it have to do with me? But I have to find this person to drink later, and follow her words first!' Thinking of this, Xiao Jin said with an unexpected look: "Sister Jin Ling, you are so smart, I never thought we would make wine by ourselves."

"Hmph~" Jin Ling raised her head proudly, "Or why am I your elder sister?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a voice came from behind the people, "Ye Xiao Jinling has become an elder sister."

The sudden sound scared several little ghosts.

"Bald Beast!" Xiao Jin turned around and saw Huang Lin holding his hands, looking at them with a smile. Even the boss forgot to shout.

Then he realized, "Boss, you are out of seclusion."

Huang Lin looked at him silently and pressed down on the idea of ​​paying him back the debt.

"Senior Brother~ You finally came out of seclusion." Jin Ling threw away the fairy vegetables in her hand and jumped up, pulling Huang Lin's sleeve with a look of joy.

Hongyun is also very good to them, but they always feel a little upset when facing Hongyun, but they are the most relaxed when they are with Huang Lin.

"Senior Brother, eat the spiritual fruit." Yu Long took out a spiritual fruit from his sleeve and handed it over.

"Thank you Yulong." Huang Lin took the spirit fruit and rubbed the other person's head.

Yulong smiled silly.

Jin Ling, who was beside her, was jealous and pulled Huang Lin's sleeve and said softly: "Senior brother, sit down, we are about to get something to eat."

"That's a coincidence. I haven't eaten what you cook for many years. If I have to try it well today." As he said that, he didn't pay attention to Xiao Jin and went straight forward and sat down.

Then he saw Xiao Jin standing there in Shanshan, and smiled with a voice: "Oh~ Isn't this Diao Master? Why haven't I seen you drink today?"

"Boss, I was wrong." Xiao Jin quickly begged, "I just saw you coming out of seclusion, so I was so excited that I was a little unrestrained."

Huang Lin didn't even sting the guy with any more words, and threw a bottle of Jinyun wine over, "Sit down, I'll kill you to talk nonsense again next time, and I'll cut you 50% of the share!"

While saying that, he took some pots of milk and fruit wine and handed it to Jin Ling and Yulong.

"No, no, no, no." Xiao Jin waved his hand quickly. If he had cut off 50% of his share of alcohol, he would have really lost his life.

Seeing this, Huang Lin didn't say much, and he tried the food made by the three little ghosts, and ignored Xiao Jin's eagerness to speak but stopped.

The four of them no longer need to rely on food to supplement them. In other words, Huang Lin and Xiao Jin have a lot of oral desire to take them, so they have brought Jin Ling and Yulong to think about eating them all day long.

Over the years, Yulong's craftsmanship is still that good. He can only make some simple food. However, Jin Ling has been deeply influenced by Huang Lin's true teachings and her cooking skills are even better than Xiao Jin.

After a meal, Xiao Jin was about to speak out about the wine debt under Jin Ling's constant gesture, when Hongyun's voice rang out between the scene.

"Xuanyuan, come here."

Obviously, I had discovered that he had come out of seclusion long ago.

After hearing this, several people stood up and bowed respectfully to the Huoyun Palace. Huang Lin left with his hands behind his back.

Xiao Jin stretched out his hand, feeling like he was lost.

Jin Ling glared at him with a little regret, obviously dissatisfied with the fact that he did not say the debt of alcohol.
Chapter completed!