Drunk Immortal Gourd

However, Master Songhe's expression changed, and he solemnly warned: "I have used this wine gourd all my life, and I have never found any abnormalities. You just got it, and you found the secret in it, which means that he is destined to you. In the future, about This wine gourd thing is so bad in your stomach that no one can talk about it, including me, you know?"

Seeing his master's solemn words, Qingyang nodded and wrote down his master's warning. What Master said makes sense. I have heard these experiences from the world of martial arts many times before. For the sake of the uncertain treasure in this secret place, the immortal masters forced everyone to die. If they knew the magic of the wine gourd, would there be any need to talk about killing people and seizing the treasure? It's a crime to have a jade in your arms.

Qingyang nodded, closed the lid of the wine gourd, then looked at Songhe and said, "Master, do we still want that beehive?"

Old Taoist Song He smacked his lips, remembering the alluring aroma of wine, he couldn't help but feel itchy. That smell was something that he, an old alcoholic who had been drinking all his life, would never forget. The bee swarm is gone, and there should be no danger over there. Even if there is a fish that slips through the net, the worst thing is to use a wine gourd to collect it. You just have to be careful when doing things, and you must not let outsiders see it.

In the end, Master Songhe and Master Qingyang could not withstand the temptation of the aroma of wine, so they tidied up a little and headed towards the location of the beehive. The others had just been lured away by the bees, so they would not go there now. When?

Having been chased by a swarm of bees just now, the two of them had not escaped very far. They were still halfway up the mountain, so they returned to the location of the beehive in less than a cup of tea.

I looked up and saw that the beehive was still hanging on the tree and there was no interference from bees around. It was a good opportunity to do something bad. Old Taoist Songhe jumped onto the tree, stretched out his hand to pull down the beehive, and then held the beehive up to Qingyang like a treasure.

The entire hive is about the size of a bowl. Perhaps because the bees are relatively large, the cells of these hives are also much larger than those of ordinary beehives, with each cell being half an inch in diameter. So at a glance, such a large hive only consists of more than a hundred cells, but this is not a small number, considering that there are only a dozen bees in this group of bees.

At least half of the more than a hundred nests are empty. The remaining half is sealed with beeswax, but it can be vaguely seen that pollen and honey are stored in some of the sealed nests. Some seemed to have bee pupae inside.

As for the aroma of wine they smelled before, it was coming from those nests sealed with honey. I don’t know if it’s because the honey has been left for a long time and the aroma of wine is produced by natural fermentation, or because these bees are born with the ability to make wine. Holding the honeycomb and smelling the rich aroma of wine at close range, Qingyang and Songhe Lao Dao were intoxicated.

However, time was tight. If they waited for others to come over, they might not have the chance to enjoy it. Songhe Lao Dao didn't waste any time. He directly opened a nest with his fingers and sucked all the honey in the nest into his mouth.

I don’t know what it feels like when honey enters my mouth, but from Old Master Songhe’s flushed face, intoxicated expression, and slightly trembling beard, it can be seen that it is an ultimate enjoyment, and I am afraid that drinking honey and jade liquid is not enough. in this way.

Master Songhe confirmed that there was no problem with the honey, and handed the hive to his apprentice Qingyang. Qingyang also followed his master's example, opened a hive and sucked the honey inside into his mouth.

As soon as you take your mouth, the sweet taste of honey and the aroma of wine that hit your heart and spleen really cannot be described in words. At the same time, there was a warm current that rushed into his limbs and bones, traveled through his meridians, and finally spread throughout his body.

This...this honey actually has the effect of improving strength! And there are no side effects. Qingyang was immediately overjoyed and quickly sat cross-legged on the ground to meditate. With just a cup of tea, Qingyang felt that his strength had risen a lot. Originally, he was barely a third-rate master, but now he seemed to be not far from being a second-rate master.

No wonder the master had that expression just now. The honey in this hive can not only satisfy your cravings, but also greatly improve your strength. The honey in this hive is enough to be worth the two or three years of hard training of those in the world. It is said to be heavenly. The treasures of materials and land cannot be overstated.

While Qingyang was meditating, Master Songhe had already drank the honey in more than a dozen hives. Seeing that Qingyang stopped practicing, he handed the hive to Qingyang again and went to meditate next to him. Qingyang took over the hive without any courtesy and drank the honey from six or seven hives in a row. Then he put the hive aside and continued to use his skills to improve his strength.

Master and disciple Qingyang drank almost 80% of the honey in the hive, but there was still some left, about five or six hives. However, both of them could feel that they had reached the limit of their endurance. If they continued to be greedy, there might be consequences. After all, they were just ordinary people in the world, not cultivators with unlimited potential.

They quickly absorbed the honey they drank, and Qingyang felt refreshed and seemed to have endless power. Now he was at least as strong as a second-rate master in the world.

As for Songhe Laodao, his aura has also changed a lot, his appearance seems to have become a little younger, and his current strength has entered the realm of a super-first-class master.

The group of people who entered the secret place together, in terms of strength, Songhe Lao Dao, Master Jikong and the five brothers of the Hu family are all top-notch masters in the world, but their strength varies. Songhe Lao Dao is stronger, Hu Zhenheng and others are slightly stronger. It's worse; Du Chengjin, Qian Banxian and Pi Yingxiong are second-rate masters; while Qingyang, Pi Youfeng and Xuanzhu can only be classified as third-rate masters, or even not.

Now Qingyang's strength has greatly increased, and he has reached the second-rate level. Apart from his lack of experience, his strength is no worse than Du Chengjin and others back then. Songhe Laodao has also surpassed the realm of first-class masters, and is no longer comparable to Hu Zhensong and others.

Qingyang picked up the honeycomb and looked at it again, feeling quite regretful. The remaining honey could at least create a quasi-first-class master. Not only the honey, but those few bee pupae should also be good things. Go back and fry them. It's definitely delicious fried.

It's a pity that their masters and disciples can only absorb and digest so much at present, and the rest will probably be cheaper for others. After all, this hive was discovered by everyone together, and they cannot leave nothing to others.

Old Taoist Songhe also had a face full of pity, but he also knew that this hive could not be hidden, and he could not keep this benefit to himself. However, he couldn't let others see that he got more benefits than others, so he calmed down and returned to his original casual look.