"Success! I finally succeeded!" When it was still dawn, Link's surprise voice roared so hard that the entire mage tower could hear it.

With a "swoosh", almost at the same time, Old Scuva's figure appeared in front of Link, obviously using his ability to use the laws of space again. He stared at Link, who was still smiling from ear to ear, full of anxiety and expectation.

Link looked at Old Scuva's expression, coughed, put away the smile on his face, returned to his original expression, and nodded calmly to Old Scuva: "It's so early today, dear elder and great mentor of Old Scuva!"

"Yes, yes!" Old Skuva agreed casually, looking a little absent-minded, looking at Link up and down, as if trying to find something, and asked tentatively: "I seemed to hear you shouting "success" just now, what was successful? Could it be..."

"Is that true?" Link blinked his eyes with an innocent expression: "Maybe you heard it wrong, Old Scuva, did you drink too much again last night and take the sound you heard in your dreams as real?!"

"You..." Old Scuva glared at his eyes, but immediately calmed down, shook his head, and said, "That's right, maybe I really heard it wrong. No one has ever been able to make a successful thing in so many years. How could you succeed? Forget it, I'll go back and make up for my sleep. I said, don't be busy here, go whatever you should do!"

As he spoke, his body turned slightly, and he looked like he was about to walk towards the door. The light from the corner of his eyes kept sweeping towards Link, but he was very depressed to find that Link was holding his hands behind his back, looking at him with a smile, without any intention of talking to him.

Damn, this kid is getting more and more powerful. This method of deliberately provoking him worked last time, but now it doesn't work.

Old Scuva turned around helplessly and shouted to Link: "Okay, OK, I lost this time, I beg you, little ancestor, have you really made that thing?! Don't suck my appetite, take it out and show it to me!"

"Hehehehehehehehehehehe." Link looked at Old Scuva's appearance and finally nodded happily, stretched out his hand, and didn't see how he moved. A cup suddenly appeared in his hand. Link shouted: "Old Scuva, look at what this is, I succeeded, I really succeeded. I have said a long time ago that there is no difficulty for Link Knights that cannot be defeated. Look, I finally succeeded in getting this thing out!"

Old Scuva turned a blind eye to the introductory mastery of the rules of space that had just taken out the cup, and he ignored it at all. His whole mind was tightly hung on the glass of wine in Link's hand that exuded an indescribable fragrance.

After living at such an age, he had almost the most powerful ability after becoming the great mentor of the Mage Tower, but he had never really seen such fine wine recorded in the Scriptures of the Mage Tower, which already belongs to the legendary category.

In that small cup, the glass of wine was divided into seven colors. In the room that looked a little dark because the sky was not yet bright, it emitted a soft and beautiful luster like a rainbow, reflecting the whole room as if a layer of mysterious colors. Countless bubbles were constantly dying in the wine. Each bubble seemed to have many characters, many scenes, changing and flashing, making people feel that this glass of wine seemed to contain the whole world.

Link and Old Scuva were both stunned.

Even Link, who made this glass of wine with his own hands, has never really seen this kind of wine recorded in the Scriptures of the ancestor who established the Mage Tower. The name "Dream" is so beautiful.

Since more than a year ago, Link told Old Skuva that he decided to become a challenger in the Mage Tower and chose to leave the Mage Tower from the Challenge Road, he was allowed to enter any place in the Mage Tower except the Hall of Mystery and read any book of the Borrow. Old Skuva was afraid that he would not understand the things recorded in ancient words, so he also spent a lot of effort to translate almost all the Borrows into the Bavarian Empire language version with extremely profound magic.

However, Link, a slut, looked a little ignorant. He just turned over the magic books that recorded the most mysterious between heaven and earth, which completely surpassed all the existing magic systems on the continent. Instead, he showed great interest in the large number of idle books left by the ancestor who established the Mage Tower.

Old Skuva didn't know why there were so many things in the Scriptures left by the ancestor who established the wizard tower about planting flowers, making tea and wine. In his memory, anyone who had the opportunity to enter the wizard tower would almost undoubtedly focus on those wizards that recorded the most difficult magic. No one would spend time on these seemingly meaningless things, so even if these boring wizards accounted for more than half of the total number of books left by the ancestor who established the wizard tower, no one has paid attention to these for a long time. Old Skuva just used large-scale translation magic to translate these things.

After all, the power of the Mage Tower is so profound that even the great mentors who have reached the peak still feel that there are many places to study. At that time, the members of the Mage Tower were all the most obsessed with studying magic on the continent. Otherwise, they would not have had the opportunity to enter the Mage Tower. Therefore, even if the lifespan of these people is almost endless now, it is unlikely that they will spend their time studying things other than magic.

At first, Old Skuva was very angry about Link's improper work. He brought Link into the Mage Tower and felt guilty about himself making Link in such a situation. Therefore, he was particularly enthusiastic about Link's progress in his practice. At the beginning, he saw that Link was fine and studied such things as planting flowers and grass there. Old Skuva didn't know how to curse and persuade him many times. However, Old Skuva gradually stopped talking because at this time, Link began to play some things that he was also very interested in, such as brewing wine.

I have to say that the ancestor who established the Master Tower must be a guy who knows the interests of life very well. Among the books he left behind, a considerable number of them specifically introduce the brewing and mixing of some top-quality wines. Among these top-quality wines, the wine named "Dream" by that ancestor is the most precious.

Old Skuva was originally a guy who loved wine. In his life that he had lived for many years, he could also say that he had tasted all the fine wines in the world. Among the several great mentors of the Mage Tower, he most often ran to the mainland. Many times he was to find some newly produced or unique fine wines on the mainland to store them. He did not pay attention to these loans before, but now when Link reminded him that he noticed these things, he directly made Old Skuva very greedy. Not only did he no longer say that Link was not doing his job, but he began to follow Link in a passionate way, preparing to brew and mix this wine called "Dream".

However, what Old Scuva had to admit is that winemaking and bartending are indeed talented. After a few days of working with Link, the great Old Scuva had to become a role to play for Link, a slut. After all, there are many vague things mentioned in the ancestor's tragedy. It is necessary to understand and understand to grasp the places that can be grasped. Link's understanding is always much faster and more precise than him. So later, Old Scuva basically became an assistant running to find various strange materials for Link.

Link also stared at the world in the bubbles that were constantly generating and disappearing. He seemed to suddenly understand something in his heart, but he couldn't say it for a moment.

The world in these bubbles and the stories in the bubbles are not false, and of course they are not real.

Every bubble may be an image of something that happens in reality or exists in the human heart in the past, present or in the future. The reason why this "dream" wine becomes a thing in the legend is that it requires extremely clever understanding and application of the laws of time and space in the process of brewing and mixing, so that this wine becomes a real dream and a dream that exists in reality.

Although many procedures were completed by the old Scuva helper during the brewing process, Link still felt that his understanding of many things was a deeper.

With a "gulp", Link raised his head, but found that it was Old Scuva staring at the glass of "dream" wine in his hand and swallowed hard.

"Hehe", Link woke up and handed the wine in his hand to Old Scuva: "Come on, I don't know how many years it takes to drink this thing!"

Old Skuva did not express any politeness at all. He stretched out his hand and snatched the glass of wine in Link's hand. He raised his neck and sipped it. Fortunately, he was still a wine lover. He didn't take a big gulp, but just took a small sip, and then began to close his eyes, shake his head, and look intoxicated.

Although Link was occasionally filled with some wine by his father when he was in Kloeburg, he always felt that the spicy and choking thing was nothing fun. But now, looking at Old Scuva's expression, he couldn't help but feel that the wine seemed to be very delicious. Looking at Old Scuva's appearance, he simply forgot what he called.

"Yeah, no," Old Skuva, who was intoxicated, suddenly opened her eyes, smacked her lips, and frowned: "It seems that something is missing, no, this is a little wrong!"

"What's wrong?!" Link looked at Old Scuva: "I did everything as I said in the dictionary!"

"No, the taste is wrong," Old Scuva turned to Link and shouted, "I just said, how could it be so easy to succeed? Boy, have you missing something? Or have you missed something?! Don't deceive Old Scuva, your old Scuva master's mouth will know as soon as you put it in your mouth!"

"Impossible," Link also frowned, thought for a while before shouting, "I know what the problem is!"

"The book says that this 'Dream' wine will taste the best when it is stored for five years, otherwise the taste may be wrong." Link shrugged at Old Scuva: "I can't do anything about this, or you can wait for five years to drink it!"

"Isn't it just time? Is there anything I can do about it?" Old Skuva muttered: "Boy, look at it!"

Link's heart moved, his eyes fixed on Old Skuva, and at the same time adjusted his feelings towards the elements around him to the most sensitive state, feeling every tiny fluctuation.

Old Scuva held the wine glass in front of him, muttering something in his mouth, and then Link looked at the colorful "Dream" wine and suddenly changed.

The bubbles that were constantly generated and changed slowly dissolved into the glass of wine, and then the colors that turned out to be colorful became more full of dreamy colors. The stories in the bubbles are now constantly disillusioned in the entire glass of wine, and the whole glass of wine seems to be a colorful dream.

But Old Scuva seemed to have no desire to appreciate such beautiful things. Facing such strange and beautiful things, he still raised the cup without hesitation and poured half of the colorful dream into his mouth.

"Well, um, the taste is right, the taste is right." He shook his head for a long time, and "ha" sniffed out a big sip of alcohol, and his whole face turned red. The originally red wine lees had become like bleeding: "This wine is so amazing!"

Link was shocked. He saw that Old Scuva drank more than a dozen pounds of strong liquor on weekdays, but he was not as good as this. It turned out that he wanted to taste the taste of this glass of "Dream" wine, but now he didn't dare to try it anymore. He knew that his alcohol tolerance was much worse than Old Scuvava.

"By the way, you use the law of time to make the wine look like it has been stored in the cellar for five years, and then it becomes so powerful." Link seemed to remember something and asked, "If it is stored in the cellar for ten years, wouldn't it be better?"

"Hehe," Old Scuva looked at Link: "You didn't see clearly just now, and you still want me to use the law of time to see it again!"

After this period of observation and contact, with the cultivation of these great mentors of the Mage Tower, they have already understood Link's strange way of using magic by experiencing the changes of the elements of heaven and earth. However, even the masters of the Mage Tower have not been able to fully understand what the principle is such a method.

"But what you said makes sense," Old Skuva smacked his lips. Ordinary spirits are indeed the longer the cellar is, the better the flavor is: "Try it, then give it a try!"

He took the cup in front of him, looked at Link, and saw that Link had entered his best condition again, a smile that was not easy to detect appeared on the corner of his mouth, and muttered softly: "How long should I add it? Well, let's try it for ten years first!"

Link did not close his eyes, but he could still clearly feel every subtle change between the rapid fluctuations of the elements around him. In these days, he has made great progress in his new way of experiencing various elements between heaven and earth. Now to a certain extent, he doesn't even have to deliberately brew it, but he can feel that he is dissolved into the world anytime and anywhere.

"Huh," Old Scuva's surprised and annoyed voice came over: "Damn, what's going on?"

Link followed his eyes and looked at the glass of "Dream" wine in his hand. He was surprised to find that the "Dream" wine that was as beautiful as a colorful glass of dreams. Now all the light and all the changing dream-like stories have completely disappeared. The whole glass of wine has become a thick liquid with no color. Now what Old Skuva is holding in his hand is such a thing.

"Old Scuva, this...is the glass of 'dream' wine just now?" Link couldn't believe his eyes.

"Oh, I didn't expect it for a moment." Old Scuva's face seemed to be owed by someone who didn't know how much money he had. He sighed with great regret: "It's too long, and even a beautiful dream will fade. Which dream can be done for ten years but not awake? This time I added too much time, and this glass of 'Dream' wine is a waste!"

"Oh," Link nodded a little, and in Old Scuva's words, he seemed to have a vague understanding of such unpredictable things as time.

"But, I said," Old Scuva glared at Link: "Didn't there be any mention in the Scriptures left by our ancestors that this kind of wine cannot be hidden for too long?"

"This... maybe... it seems..." Link smiled and glanced at the sunshine that began to shoot in from outside. He suddenly jumped up like a burning butt, shouting: "No, the sun-dripping fruits from Master Qivila's great tusks are ripe today. If you miss this time, you won't be able to pick them. I'll leave first, I'll leave first, Old Skuva, I'll talk to you about the wine another day!"

Link said as he ran out to the door without looking back.

Of course, the ancestors made it clear that this "dream" wine can only be consumed during the cellar for five years. It tastes wrong if it is less, and it will pass if it is too much. However, in order to understand the fluctuations of the law of applying time, he encouraged him to come again. If the old pervert, Lao Skuva, discovered that he had ruined his treasure wine, he would not be so angry that he turned against him.

Old Scuva looked at Link running out, but there was no look of anger on his face, and just sighed softly.

What a lively boy. He didn't seem to care about the battle he had to face at all, and he loved to make trouble and dance as always.

Old Skuva knew that this was a unique way of practice that Link chose. Today he saw from this glass of "Dream" wine that the Scriptures left by the ancestors who established the Mage Tower were indeed not left in vain. Even the wine-making thing contained the deepest mysteries about the laws of space and the laws of time. Things like the laws of heaven and earth are often not something that can be grasped with enough power, but there is no trace to be found. Otherwise, the Mage Tower would not have been established for so many years, and they would not have been the only four great mentors.

However, even Old Skuva himself has never experienced the path of cultivation, and he cannot give him much practical guidance. He can only rely on himself.

What a chaotic guy with a personality. He likes to give up everything he does and is easy to take away?!

How much can he understand the laws of time and space?!

"Uh", Old Scuva shook the "dream" in his hand, and burped heavily.
Chapter completed!