The little boy looked at the small bag in his hand and suddenly became excited.
He knows this thing.
The immortals who flew over the village that day all had such bags hanging on their waists.
It is said to be called a storage bag.
It looks small, but actually there is a lot of space inside.
If he could use the immortal's things, he might become an immortal and avenge his mother!
The little boy's chest was rising and falling.
He immediately tried to open the bag.
But failed.
The bag seems to be one piece and cannot be opened no matter how hard it is pulled.
"The things of immortals must require immortal methods."
The little man muttered, and the boy put the bag away without trying any more.
Suddenly, his expression changed, and he hurriedly threw the bag back into the footwell, and then quickly touched it with his feet.
Then continue to move forward.
"Boy, did you pick up anything?"
Two figures flew from the sky.
A man and a woman, both stepping on flying swords, asked condescendingly.
"Ah, Immortal! I'll pay my respects to the Immortal!"
Although the little boy wanted to beat these two immortals to death, he knew not to show any signs of it.
He gritted his teeth and knelt down on the ground, as if he was worshiping.
"Senior brother, what can a mortal know? Let's go ahead and take a look?"
The woman looked at the little boy like an ant and spoke impatiently.
"No, even mortals can't let it go."
As soon as the man waved, he grabbed the little boy and searched his whole body.
After finding nothing, he threw it to the ground hard and flew away with the woman.
It was freezing and snowy, and the ground was as hard as stone. The little boy was almost thrown to death.
Fortunately, the place where he was thrown was a big pit and the snow was thick enough, which saved his life. However, he did not dare to say a word and pretended to be dead until the two of them disappeared, then struggled to get up.
I went back and fumbled around for a while.
After picking up the bag, he didn't dare to look for his father again and hurried back to the village.
As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village, the little boy's face changed drastically. The scene before him almost made him go crazy.
The entire village has been turned into ruins. I don’t know what happened, and the whole village was wiped out.
There were corpses all over the ground, not a single living person.
He ran back to his place like crazy, but only found one of his sister's shoes.
"ah!"
The little boy looked up to the sky and roared.
There was nowhere to release the endless emotions, and my body was about to explode.
The eyebrows twitched and twitched as he screamed.
A strange energy slowly emitted.
"So that's it!"
As the strange energy appeared between his eyebrows, the little boy's eyes became deep and he murmured.
The tone of voice was that of Chen Lin.
"Fortunately, the death gaze was not completely suppressed, otherwise it would be difficult to wake up halfway."
Chen Lin touched his eyebrows and couldn't help but feel a little scared.
That destiny node was not in direct danger, but it brought him into such an illusion.
He actually used his identity as a mortal to fight against the immortals.
I don’t know if failing to resist will mean that I will fail the assessment and lose the qualification to obtain the treasure.
If so, that's really a scam.
But the probability is high.
Although the treasure may have been left to him by Niu Niu, it is not without any barriers. Niu Niu's layout has its own purpose. If he cannot meet the other party's requirements, he may not be able to get it.
There is another possibility.
Chen Lin's heart moved.
Perhaps what this level is testing is the only secret method of death gaze, so as to determine whether it is him who broke through the level.
After waiting for a while, there was no sign of the illusion disappearing.
Chen Lin frowned slightly.
It seems the test is not over yet.
He looked around.
Then I found a random place and began to breathe in and practice.
However, after some experiments, it was discovered that his body was just a mortal body with no talent for cultivation.
Is it really necessary to use a mortal body to fight against an immortal?
This situation made Chen Lin very confused.
It feels unlikely.
Not to mention that mortals simply cannot fight against immortals. Even if they can fight against them, there must be a limit.
To what extent is it considered qualified?
After thinking for a while, Chen Lin found that even if he recovered his memory, his situation would not be much better.
Physical injuries, hunger and cold.
It is not easy to survive in this desolate place.
The matter has come to this, and it is useless to think too much about it.
Chen Lin quickly calmed down and found a place to hide.
After a day and a night, when no more immortals came, he returned to the village to search for food.
"Huh?"
To Chen Lin's expectation, there were still people who survived.
And there are still two.
A burly middle-aged man.
There is another one who is actually the little boy’s sister!
The fact that this girl survived made Chen Lin deeply suspicious, thinking that this little girl might be the key to breaking the illusion.
Because the other party was almost unscathed.
The situation in the village was obviously the work of immortal cultivators. It would be good to survive, but the chance of not being injured is too low.
Even the burly man lost one of his legs.
So this is definitely not normal.
Of course, if he hadn't awakened, as a little boy, he would never have noticed anything unusual.
After all, I didn’t know it was an illusion.
She probably thought that her sister was a child of destiny, and if she survived a disaster, she would be blessed with good fortune in the future.
"elder brother!"
The little girl was dying. After seeing Chen Lin, she finally found her spiritual sustenance and her head tilted and she fainted.
"Uncle Da, how are you?"
Chen Lin found a place leeward to light a fire, settled the little girl, and asked the burly man.
The other party's name is Ruda, a well-known hunter in the village, who knows some basic martial arts.
According to the little boy's memory, this village is located deep in the mountains, and the nearest town is hundreds of miles away.
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.
He didn't lie, he really didn't know.
The brewing method provided by the boss of Zuixianju was completely different from his situation. The artistic conception he mentioned was very gentle and showed admiration for the immortal way.
Therefore, the brewed drunken immortal wine is beneficial to immortal cultivators.
Belongs to the panacea category.
But the one he brewed was successful, but the method was just the opposite.
His Drunk Immortal Brew was filled with hatred for the immortal cultivators, and even murderous intent.
Chen Lin suspected that his wine would not only be useless to those cultivating immortals, but would also have a poisonous effect.
It shouldn’t be called Zuixianjiang, it should be called Juexianjiang.
"Don't you know? Let me try it."
Ruda was not polite, picked up the wine bowl, scooped out a bowl, and drank it all in one go.
“Good wine!”
First he gave a compliment, and then he licked his lips.
"The taste is good, but it doesn't have the artistic conception you mentioned, and it doesn't have any special effects. Is there something wrong with your ancestral formula?"
Luda saw Chen Lin enter a state of enlightenment with his own eyes, so he did not doubt his secret method.
"have no idea."
Chen Lin shook his head again.
After much hesitation, I still didn’t dare to taste it myself.
He is an out-and-out immortal cultivator. Just because this wine is useless to ordinary people does not mean it is useless to immortal cultivators.
"I want to take a sip too."
The younger sister was attracted by the aroma of wine and made a request.
Chen Lin naturally agreed.
Since Ruda is fine, then there must be no problem for the little sister to drink.
After receiving the permission, the little girl immediately picked up the wine bowl and imitated Ruda's example, scooping up a bowl and drinking it in large gulps.
"ah!"
After drinking, the little girl immediately let out a shrill scream.
Then there was bleeding from all his orifices and he fell to the ground.
"what happened!"
Ruda was shocked and turned pale, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him.
Chen Lin did not move.
Not only did he not move, he even took a few steps back vigilantly.
The Drunk Immortal Brew, no matter how good or bad it is, is only effective for those who are cultivators of immortality. But since my little sister is not a cultivator, there is only one possibility.
The other party was taken away by the immortal cultivator!
No wonder the other party was able to survive the disaster. It turned out to be this reason.
Chen Lin is also an old fox who has been practicing Buddhism for thousands of years. This is clear after thinking about it.
One can even think that this immortal cultivator is the owner of the storage bag he picked up.
But knowing clearly does not mean what can be done.
He is just a mortal now, and his death gaze only fluctuates weakly, unable to form an effective attack.
As long as the opponent is not killed by the drunken immortal brew, he is in danger of being counterattacked, and judging from his sister's condition, his drunken immortal brew may not be able to kill the opponent.
As expected.
After my sister twitched for a while, a vague shadow flew out of her body.
Go straight to Chen Lin.
In desperation, Chen Lin made a thought and entered the wonderful state of brewing wine again, and the spiritual platform produced non-existent energy.
At this moment, the shadow flashed and disappeared between Chen Lin's eyebrows.
"ah!"
A scream rang out in Chen Lin's consciousness, and then there was no follow-up.