Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and replied: "I heard from Mu Mu that it would take about five days to run fast... I also want to get there earlier."

"We have enough time. The weather is just right for us to go all the way and pick some spiritual fruits to make wine for our master. I am almost finished drinking the wine." The old Taoist priest thought for a while and said.

Li Xiuyuan stirred up the fire, and soon there was a sizzling sound. Smelling the aroma of meat, the old Taoist took another sip of wine and leaned closer.

Looking at Li Xiuyuan who came back from fetching water and was setting up a pot to make soup, the old Taoist priest suddenly asked: "Disciple, do you know how to make wine?"

Li Xiuyuan, who was putting mushrooms in the pot, didn't expect the master to ask about it. He replied without thinking: "As long as you have the ingredients, you can brew it. It's just manual labor."

"Oh, how does the wine you brew compare with my master's wine? Don't waste the spiritual fruit." The old Taoist priest continued to ask.

After hearing the master's question, Li Xiuyuan stayed for a while, thinking about how to answer his words, and gently stirred the soup in the pot, recalling the taste of the wine the old Taoist priest gave him.

"In the disciple's opinion, if the master doesn't dislike it, the wine brewed by the disciple should be okay."

Li Xiuyuan carefully recalled certain fragments in his memory. In his opinion, going to that legendary valley, meeting his parents and sister, and... this was really beyond his expectation.

Not to mention Mr. Mu Muhe, he himself is often lost in the past, present and future.

Just like himself in the Shura Realm, he has not retrieved his memories yet, so he will always keep them in his heart. Even if he ascends to Huangquan Village outside the Three Realms, he will still keep those memory fragments in his mind.

This is his heart disease and he needs to address it.
Chapter completed!