The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

Chapter 300 Exploration is feasible, brewing plan

Many times, the solution to many difficult problems is not contemplation, but a flash of inspiration.

Just like Shang Yuyao at this moment, although she is not as smart as Murong Chuan, she has indeed found a solution.

Using magic to condense the small jade bottle, after wrapping the drop of concentrated essence, Murong Chuan carefully put it into the entrance.

Murong Chuan didn't dare to enter the cave, and he didn't dare to act rashly, so he had to adopt the most conservative method to test the result first.

Reasoning is one thing, verification is another, and the truth is a lot more involved, and nothing can come true.

As the little jade bottle was put down, Murong Chuan retreated back without a sound, chanting the Nirvana formula in his mouth.

Under the influence of Murong Chuan's spell, the small jade bottle, which was originally still and unintelligible, emitted a faint red light, and the rich aroma of wine evaporated from the mouth of the bottle extremely quickly.

After walking away from the entrance, Murong Chuan and the others stared at the water mirror, silently praying and observing carefully, hoping that the concentrated wine would be effective, and at the same time hoping that even a turtle would be drunk.

As time passed, the two became more and more anxious, and the stillness of the spirit grass also indicated the failure of their analysis and reasoning.

"This is the most accurate analysis, it doesn't make sense and has no effect."

Murong Chuan frowned and muttered, and Shang Yuyao also said helplessly, "I'm not sure whether this sentence is correct or not, and the conclusion is also uncertain."

"Impossible, the answer lies in this sentence, we must have overlooked something!"

Murong Chuan's eyes were wide open, and he was slightly hysterical. He couldn't explain the reason, but the answer was hidden in that sentence, and he firmly believed in this.

"Well, although I don't know why you are so persistent, but if there is a secret hidden in that sentence, then it is most reasonable for us to analyze the answer

As for why it didn't work, maybe it's because of the distance, or maybe the soaring snake multicolored turtles didn't smell it at all. "

Shang Yuyao's mind seemed to be on the loose, and she gave a reasonable answer again. Murong Chuan opened his mouth wide in surprise, with a look of seeing a ghost and being incredulous.

"Yes, yes, there is no wind in the cave, coupled with the dense water vapor, it is easy to form a closed environment, which leads to the relative concentration of the smell.

Eldest sister, you are not possessed by Wenquxing, are you? Your brain is like chicken blood. "

Murong Chuan complained nonchalantly, while Shang Yuyao rolled her eyes angrily, and then a gust of breeze was generated, and it slowly blew towards the entrance.

The unobservable breeze, like ripples on the surface of frivolous water, blows away the originally closed environment, and the rich aroma of wine also spreads.

In an instant, the spiritual grass was swarming in the cave, countless snake heads stood upright, and the snake letter frantically searched for the source and location of the fragrance.

The black-armored turtle that was the first to discover Murong Chuan, after smelling the smell for a while, directly locked on to the place where Murong Chuan had appeared, and took firm steps.

Just as it stepped out of the spirit grass, the rest of the black turtles moved and crazily climbed towards the place where the wine smelled.

Once a competitive relationship is formed, it heralds madness and restlessness, as well as indescribable frenzy.

Only one black-armored tortoise locked its position, and the rest simply went out to search, and there was an essential difference between their purpose and effect.

After climbing out of the spirit grass for a short distance, the snake head of the black-armored turtle shot towards the little jade bottle like a stretching magic weapon.

"Crack, boom..."

The speed at which the snake's head shot out was like a lightning strike, and it arrived in front of the little jade bottle in an instant. The violent snake's mouth bit down brazenly, and even smashed the little jade bottle.

Although the little jade bottle is not a powerful magic weapon, it is at least a magic weapon condensed by Murong Chuan, and its defensive power cannot be underestimated.

Being able to crush the magic weapon of the Fate Spring Realm in one bite is enough to show the horror of the black-armored turtle and the terrifying holy beast attribute.

Both Murong Chuan and Shang Yuyao were shocked, and their fear and respect for the Xuanjia Turtle reached a new level.

Even if there is no reminder about combat power in the information given by the cultivation system, it means that combat is not the strong point of Xuanjia Dinggui.

But the reality is that, for other holy beasts, the black armored turtle fighting is not a strong point, but for Murong Chuan and the others, it is the existence that kills them.

As the small jade bottle was crushed, the drop of concentrated green bamboo brew was also eaten by the black turtle.

The snake's head retracted like lightning, and the black armored turtle, which was still advancing, stopped, and began to turn around and walk back slowly, as if nothing had happened.

After the small jade bottle was broken, the scent became more intense, but the aimless group of black-armored turtles were still frantically searching for the source of the scent.

It's just that no one knows that Xiangyuan has been eaten by a guy, and that guy is walking back slowly.

The more the black armored tortoise walked, the more messy and exaggerated its steps were, like a drunk who had no energy left, the snake's head began to uncontrollably pull down.

Before walking back to the clump of spirit grass, the black-armored turtle fell headlong to the ground. Its limbs and head were like noodles, twisted and randomly placed on the ground.

"It's done!"

Murong Chuan yelled excitedly, Shang Yuyao was also short of breath with excitement, and she didn't think of a joke, but actually found the right solution.

As long as these black-armored turtles are drunk, the spirit grass inside will not be picked by them.

Now that the little turtle has been solved, there are only two problems left, one is where to get good wine, and the other is how to deal with the mother beast.

"What's next?"

Shang Yuyao had no idea, so she had to ask Murong Chuan. It seemed that her IQ was exhausted just now, and she could only rely on Murong Chuan.

"Stay away from the entrance and go to the edge of the waterfall to make wine. Let's get drunk on these little turtles first. As for the female beast, we need to think about it in the long run.

Anyway, there is a solution, and the next step is just a matter of operation. "

Murong Chuan explained casually, got up and went back and forth, as if he had a whole set of plans, and those spiritual herbs were already in his pocket.

"You know how to make wine?"

Shang Yuyao was a little stunned and surprised, but Murong Chuan said without turning his head: "When He Shui Jianji returned to Qinglian Cave, I asked for advice on the formula and production method of green bamboo brew.

Wine making is similar to alchemy, much simpler than alchemy, it's just a matter of fermentation and heat.

Having said that, we don't make delicious delicacies, as long as the wine is pure and strong, and it smells good, that's enough. "

After Murong Chuan had explained this, Shang Yuyao immediately understood.Whether it can be brewed is not the key, the key is whether the alcohol can be brewed and the taste can be well blended.

Raise the cup with eyebrows level to observe its color; tilt your head to tilt the cup to smell its fragrance; sip slowly to know its taste; blend color and fragrance to get its style.

It is a way of tasting fine wine, it is also the sublimation of wine culture, and it is the lifelong dream of a winemaker, but Murong Chuan is not a winemaker, and he doesn't care about those.

As for the taste, Murong Chuan didn't even care about the taste, mellowness and charm, as long as it was strong enough.