Reincarnation: The Soul of Dashul

"Little brother, your 'Jiu Yingchun'... is cool and slightly sweet, has a subtle rice aroma, and is slightly sweet from herbs. The taste is layered, and the mellow aroma gradually increases... good wine!" An old man from the Dragon Tribe named Man Della, he did not wear armor like other warriors, just an ordinary reddish-brown robe.

"Senior, thank you. The 'Warrior Wine' brewed by senior is a rare treasure." Ledo looked at the old man in front of him. He was getting stronger and stronger after the winter, and he still had the appearance of pine and cypress. You know, this man must have been a very powerful warrior when he was young.

Mandela was collecting rock salt nearby to make distiller's yeast. He saw Ledo practicing here and bursting out with gorgeous spell effects. Due to the full shielding of the hanging moon, he only felt Ledo's side. A few elements fluctuate.

Mandela was already deeply impressed by this young human magician. At the banquet, this young man's wine tasting argument was not something that ordinary people could explain at will, so he came to get to know him.

Afterwards, the two chatted for a long time, talking about wine. One old and the other young, regardless of seniority, exchanged wine-making skills. Ledo learned a lot of wine-making experience from Mandela, and he had already put it into practice. I brewed my own Jiu Ying Chun and asked the brewing master to taste it.

"Good wine... human talent... is not only reflected in the enlightenment of law and Taoism, but also in the art of brewing. I am very proficient in the art of brewing. It is only after I reach middle age that I can brew such a high level of fine wine..." Mandela The old man took another big sip of Jiu Yingchun, feeling very satisfied and sighing on his face.

"Senior, I also learned from the wine-making family, so I learned the true inheritance. The experience of the old seniors is the greatest wealth and heritage for us young people." Ledo found that the old man in front of him did not have the sharpness of the ordinary warriors of the Dragon Tribe. It's just the aura of an ordinary old man.

"Yes, it is very rare for young people to be humble and prudent without forgetting their roots. Your master has got a good apprentice, and his wine-making skills will be spread far and wide in the future." Mandela sighed with emotion.

Afterwards, Mandela paused for a moment and slowly took out a book from his arms. The book was small and exquisite, making it appear very compact given his height of more than two meters.

Mandela caressed the book reluctantly: "This is my notebook, which my wife and I studied and recorded together. It contains a variety of our own secret recipes for wine. It is not a precious thing. I am personally very grateful to you for breaking the barrier and retrieving the Dragon Ball for our clan. As a thank you, you can also bring my skills to all parts of the world..."

"This... is too precious. I'm afraid this junior will not be able to obey!" Ledo was shocked when he heard this. The secret recipe of fine wine is undoubtedly the most precious thing for any winemaker, not to mention, this book is Mandela's. It was written together with his wife, and Mandela did not mention much about the past with his wife. Most likely she has passed away.

"Take it, but don't dislike it... I am a person who has one foot in the loess. I have personally taught the younger generations of my clan. They have also mastered the brewing techniques of these wines. Now I give them to you. It's better than taking it to the grave. Wine, a delicacy, should not be divided into enemies and national boundaries..." Mandela seemed to be very old, and his words were full of vicissitudes of life.

"Thank you, senior, for the gift of books and skills! I have one more thing to ask..." Ledo felt that the old man in front of him should be able to answer his questions.

"When I was cracking the barrier where the Dragon Ball was, I found a strange stone carving fragment that was born with the Dragon Ball. I accidentally glanced at it and found that the words on it were somewhat similar to the dragon secret book my teacher was studying..." Ledo told about the strange stone carvings.

"...Could it be...that you still know ancient dragon writing?" Mandela was stunned for a few seconds, and then asked Ledo in surprise. He saw too many surprises in this young magician.

"It must be incomplete, but my master is a leader among the imperial scholars. He specializes in studying the ancient books of ancient civilizations. He has certain research attainments on those historical secret books. What he is currently studying is the Apaco Amethyst Thunder Dragon Clan. "The secret book, so I've been exposed to it and have some understanding of it." After finishing speaking, Ledo used his hand as a pen and dragged his fingers along the light track to randomly sketch out a few ancient characters in the air, which were the characters of the ancient dragon royal family.

"You really understand!" Mandela immediately became serious after being delighted. Then, with a wave of his big hand, a strange piece of carapace was thrown out by him, flying directly above him and Ledo, and then spread out the light shield, forming a tight brown barrier.

"Senior, you... this is..." Ledo stopped just as he finished speaking. He sensed extremely powerful elemental fluctuations.

"Little brother, although I admire you and pass on your secret brewing recipe, but what you see and hear next must be digested in this barrier and cannot be passed on to anyone else, otherwise, you may be killed. , even I can't protect you!" Mandela suddenly told Ledo solemnly.

"Senior... don't worry, I will definitely obey your instructions!" Ledo felt the terrifying elemental fluctuations. This level is at the same level as the leader of the Moon Elf Dragon Clan, Munn, that is, the ninth level of Warcraft and above. .

Ledo was greatly shocked. Unexpectedly, this humble old man from the Dragon Tribe was not only the winemaker of the clan, but also a hidden superpower. His status must be very high among the Dragon Tribe. He couldn't even keep Ledo's thorough secret, and Ledo really didn't want to hear it.

Seeing Ledo nodding, Mandela clasped his hands, and then a miniature magic circle immediately unfolded, and then he summoned several white-light objects from the magic circle.

In the brown barrier, the temperature immediately rose many times, and even Ledo felt the heat. This was not from the energy of geothermal energy, but from the six stone carvings floating in front of Mandela.

Ledo was surprised again. These six stone carvings, the fragments that were born with the Dragon Ball, were all in Mandela's hands. Ledo was confused: "General Vulcan didn't say that there were two barriers to the Dragon Ball. Was it cracked by conservative people? Why are the fragments of stone carvings all here?"

The six stone carvings are all white and gray, showing irregular shapes. It can be seen at a glance that they are all torn and broken fragments. However, the broken edges may have been damaged a lot because of too long ago, and it is impossible to follow the shape of the cracks. for correct patchwork restoration.

"This is the fragment of the stone carving that was born together with the six dragon balls. Our clan has tried to restore it, but all failed. The ancient dragon characters were all lost overnight when the dragon clan went into hiding. We can only follow the remaining ancient books and write them according to the legend. The glyphs were interpreted one by one, but the stone carvings could not even be arranged in the correct order, let alone obtain complete information," Mandela said.

"I didn't expect... that the Dragon Clan's secret book would be cracked by you humans... I'm really ashamed. As half-dragons and half-humans, we have found nothing. After thousands of years, why haven't we thought of asking the human elites for advice?" Mandela had a sudden awakening.

"Senior, you are so flattering... In fact, as far as I know, people who understand Dragon Language are only one in ten thousand and are very difficult to find. I was just lucky. The teacher I met was a scholar in this field. By chance, That's all." Ledo hurriedly explained, he was afraid that Mandela would think that the dragon's curse was everywhere in the human race.

"Can you understand it? Can you help me decipher it? It doesn't matter if it's not completely accurate, it's just missing some key information!" Mandela's eyes were shining with hope.