"Boy, do you want to make fruit wine? Not bad, this wine is suitable for women to drink, not bad." Sha Wuchang said.

Judging from this, it seems that the master has no longer had any hostility towards women.

The master's piece of steel in the hands of Old Grandma Lanxiang should have become soft and soft now.

Lin Jun asked with a smile: "Where is the most suitable place to practice?"

"Tomb of Baccarat No. 3."

"How long does it take depends on your personal luck, up to three months and up to three hours."

Such a big difference? Lin Jun was a little surprised.

"Whether to go, I'll take you there now. Otherwise, I'll go back. There are still people waiting for me at home."

When did this old man become so homesick? Lin Jun complained.

"Go, I'll go now, Master, you lead the way."

"Yes." Sha Wuchang snorted, and was about to raise his legs, but suddenly he felt something was wrong. He turned around and said, "Damn boy, do you understand the principle of respecting the teacher and respecting the Tao? Go ahead and open the way for the teacher."

I'll go, this old man is quite arrogant.

Lin Jun took steps and walked towards Canyang Mountain with Sha Wuchang.

Canyang Mountain is also called Xiangyang Mountain. For some reason, after calling, it became Canyang Mountain.

Lin Jun once asked many people, but no one could tell me why.

The setting sun is like blood, and this artistic conception is too similar to the ancient battlefield. It is estimated that a large-scale battle was discovered here in ancient times. An elderly general looked at the battlefield, with corpses everywhere, the wind was whimpering, and the setting sun was half-hanging, and blood stained yellow sand.

It's so tragic. This name is not good. Lin Jun wants it to change its name.

Walking on the road, Lin Jun talked about the scene he imagined and Sha Wuchang.

He asked Sha Wuchang and said, "Master, did there really have a big war here before, just like I thought."

"What you think is completely unrelated, it's not that." Sha Wuchang denied without thinking.

Lin Jun asked dissatisfiedly, "What's going on? How did this name come about?"

"Boy, this mountain was called Xiangyang Mountain before, but later it was called Canyang Mountain. Do you know?"

"I know." Lin Jun nodded.

Sha Wuchang cleared his throat and continued, "Why is it called Xiangyang Mountain? It's because this mountain is the highest place nearby, and it's very convenient to watch the sunrise. Later..."

Sha Wuchang's tone turned into a storytelling tone without realizing it. He said: "In the old age, there was a scholar who was said to be more famous. He thought of watching the sunrise on the mountain. But this young man was studying at home and was not very strong. When he climbed halfway up the mountain, he was so tired that he almost fainted. After finally climbing up the mountain, he felt that his eyes were dark and he could hardly support him."

Lin Jun discovered that Sha Wuchang had become talkative.

Of course, Sha Wuchang himself did not notice it. He was still immersed in the pleasure of the story for his disciples: "At this time, before the sun rose, the scholar closed his eyes and rested, and then sat upright, waiting for the sun to rise. The sky became brighter and brighter, and the sun still did not rise. This is strange. The scholar did not understand. He looked around and saw this..."

Sha Wuchang was kept in a trap, and Lin Jun asked, "How was it going?"

He aroused the apprentice's appetite, and Sha Wuchang felt a little accomplishment, and then said, "He saw that the sun had risen, which was rising from behind him."

Lin Jun was stunned and then burst into laughter.

This scholar was so stupid that he turned his direction backwards after going up the mountain and looked at the sunrise with his back to the sun.

Lin Jun was sure that this person must have myopia, otherwise he would not have waited until the sun rose before he realized that he had turned his direction backwards.

Sha Wuchang continued, "Scholars did not think about themselves, but instead spread their anger on the mountain. Later, he wrote books and articles, deliberately wrote Xiangyang Mountain into Canyang Mountain, which spread and spread, and the people behind him also called out."

So that's the case.

Maybe the scholar thought the mountain god here had brutally teased him, so he used the word "dead".

However, in Lin Jun's opinion, this word "destroy" seems to represent the meaning of "destroy".

In any case, this name is not very good, so it is best to change it to a loud and nice name in the future.

The two of them were talking all the way, and before they knew it, they came to the place where Sha Wuchang lived.

The house and the courtyard wall still look simple and bleak, but the owner inside is no longer lonely, but is filled with a feeling of happiness.

Standing in front of the room for a while, Sha Wuchang sighed, but in the end he still didn't go in, and led Lin Jun directly to the No. 3 Graveyard of the Tomb of the God of God.

The mountains are green and grassy, ​​and Lin Jun doesn't really remember the No. 2 Tomb of the God of God that he practiced last time.

However, Sha Wuchang has lived here for decades and is well aware of the terrain here. Even if it is covered with grass and trees, he can find it very easily.

Walking to the side of a rock, Sha Wuchang said, "Boy, I'm here."

"here?"

Lin Jun looked around and looked at the foot of his feet. There were rocks, bushes, and grass, but he didn't see the entrance.

"Look up and look ahead."

Lin Jun looked up at the front as Sha Wuchang said.

The bushes behind the rocks seemed dark and did not look like the color of ordinary soil.

Lin Jun walked up to pull out the bushes, looked over and saw nothing. He was about to ask how to go, but he felt a kick in the butt and involuntarily fell into the hole.

This old ghost is so cruel. I am your apprentice, my own apprentice. If you kick me like this, aren’t you afraid of throwing me to death?

Lin Jun was scolding in his heart, but his body had already reacted involuntarily. He turned over in the air and had already turned into a head and feet, and landed steadily in the hole.

This is the benefit of practicing the Baccarat Art. Lin Jun's body is much stronger and more flexible than he imagined.

"Boy, practice well inside, practice it early, go out early, I'll leave."

The sound of Sha Wuchang came from above the entrance of the cave, and then Lin Jun heard the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther away.

"Hey, how can I get out after I have refined it?" Lin Jun shouted.

There was no response from Sha Wuchang from above, and it was obvious that he had left now.

Lin Jun turned on his cell phone and looked at the situation in the hole.

This is a relatively wide underground space. The four walls are made of rocks and the ground is also paved with rocks, which is quite dry.

He walked away, and no other passage was found in the hole.

After roughly getting familiar with the situation in the cave, Lin Jun decided to practice the Dionysian Art first and talk about other things later.

He sat cross-legged and read the Baccaratus in his mind.

There are some characters printed on the golden pages, which Lin Jun cannot fully understand.

He carefully studied the contents on the pages and made a careful understanding.

Gradually, Lin Jun felt that the characters became clearer and familiar, and he seemed to be able to understand the meaning of it.

However, just like a layer of veil was separated by the front, Lin Jun felt that his understanding of the meaning of the characters was always a little bit worse and he could not truly understand the meaning of it.

He thought hard but still couldn't understand the method.

"Idiot, how can you not use spiritual energy to practice the Baccarat Art?"

Yi Di, who had been dormant for many days, finally appeared at this time.

"You finally spoke. I've been waiting for you for a long time." Lin Jun said in his heart.

"You are entangled with the beauties around you all day long, so I can't disturb you, right? You have to be tactful, and the same is true for being a god."

Well, Lin Jun was speechless.

Just now, Di Jiu Shen Yi said to use spiritual energy to assist? Yes.

Lin Jun adjusted his breathing and felt the aura in the surrounding space.

The spiritual energy here was so strong that it was beyond his imagination, and it poured in almost endlessly from all around him. Lin Jun felt like a sand in the ocean of spiritual energy.

No wonder that practicing in the Tomb of the God of Baccarat can quickly improve your cultivation of the God of Baccarat. The unique spiritual atmosphere here is indeed very rare.

Widths of spiritual energy followed Lin Jun's breathing and slowly entered his body, then gathered in his dantian and condensed into a golden elixir with bright light.

When he absorbed the spiritual energy, he felt cool all over his body. At this time, Lin Jun felt indescribable comfort in his limbs and bones, and his whole body was warm.

And the Divine God Yi Di also undergoes very obvious changes.

Her face became rosy and shiny, and her skin became whiter and tender. Her body, which was a little blurred before, became clearer and clearer at this moment.

Suddenly, Lin Jun felt the golden elixir melting in his body, and then it transformed into his body, spreading throughout his body.

At this time, Lin Jun felt energetic and his mind was extremely clear.

Although in the dark room, he could clearly see the patterns on the stone wall without using other lighting methods.

The messy patterns on the stone wall turned into beating characters in Lin Jun's eyes.

He looked at it carefully and saw that after a moment of beating, the characters had become lines of clear lyrics.

Although this is not the usual Chinese language, Lin Jun can still recognize it effortlessly.

They are the methods of brewing fruit wine and scents, and one line of words represents a method of refining fruit wine and scents.

Lin Jun firmly remembered the content represented by these characters in his heart.

After resting for a while, he felt the spiritual energy around him gradually thinning, and the stone wall in front of him became darker and darker, and he gradually couldn't see clearly.
To be continued...