Drunken Immortal Gourd

Old Songhe’s expression changed, and his expression solemnly exhorted: “I have used this wine gourd for a lifetime, and I haven’t found any abnormalities. You just got it and you found the secret in it, which shows that he is destined to you in the future. This wine gourd matter is rotten in your stomach, no one can say, even me, you know?”

　　 Seeing what the master said solemnly, Qing Yang nodded and took the master’s warning. What Master said is still very reasonable, and I have heard of these Jianghu experiences many times before. For the uncertain treasures in this secret area, the immortal masters forced everyone to die. If they were to know the magic of wine gourd, would there be such a thing as murder and treasure? Be guilty of it.

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

　　 Songhe Old Road, smash it, smash it, thinking of the tempting aroma of wine, I couldn’t help but feel itching, the taste made him, an old drunkard who had drunk all his life, an unforgettable life. The bee colony is gone, there should be no danger there, even if there is a fish that slipped through the net, the big deal is to use the wine gourd to harvest it, but be careful when doing things, and don’t let outsiders see it.

Master Songhe and Qingyang finally failed to withstand the temptation of the smell of wine. They tidied up a bit, and then moved towards the position of the hive. The others happened to be led away by those bees, so let’s not change it now. When will you stay?

　　 was chased by a swarm of bees just now, and the two did not escape far away. They are still halfway through the mountain, so they returned to the position of the beehive in less than a cup of tea.

　　 looked up, the hive was still hanging on the tree, and there was no interference from bees around. It was a good opportunity to do bad things. Old Songhe jumped to the tree, stretched out his hand to pull the hive down, and then held the hive to Qingyang’s side like a treasure offering.

　　 The entire honeycomb is about the size of a bowl, perhaps because the bees are relatively large, and the cells of these honeycombs are also much larger than those of ordinary honeycombs. Each cell is half an inch in diameter. So at a glance, such a large honeycomb consists of only more than 100 nest houses, but this is not too small. We must know that there are only a dozen bees in this group.

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

　　 As for the scent of wine they had smelled before, it came out of the honey-sealed nest houses. I don’t know whether it is because the honey has been stored for a long time, the aroma produced by natural fermentation, or these bees are born to make wine. Holding the honeycomb and smelling the rich aroma of wine at close range, Qingyang and Songhe were intoxicated.

　　 But time is running out. If you wait for other people to find it, I am afraid they will not have the opportunity to enjoy it. Songhe does not delay, and directly pokes a nest room with his finger, and then **** all the honey in that nest room into his mouth.

I don’t know what it feels like when I enter the honey, but from Songhe’s flushed face, intoxicated expression, and slightly trembling beard, it can be seen that it is a kind of ultimate enjoyment, I am afraid that drinking Qiongye Yuye is not enough. in this way.

　　 Songhe Lao Dao confirmed that there was no problem with the honey, so he handed the honeycomb to his apprentice Qing Yang. Qing Yang also followed the master’s way, stabbed a nest room and inhaled the honey inside.

　　 As soon as I took the honey, the sweet and greasy taste and the tangy aroma of the wine really couldn’t be described in words. At the same time, there was a warm current rushing into his limbs and hundreds of skeletons, wandering through the meridians, and finally radiating to the whole body.

　　 This… This honey has the effect of enhancing strength! And there are no side effects. Qing Yang was overjoyed immediately, and hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground to meditate and practice. But with the effort of a cup of tea, Qing Yang felt that his strength had risen a lot. Originally, he could barely be regarded as a third-rate master, but now it seems that he is not far from the second-rate.

It’s no wonder that Master had the expression just now. The honey in this honeycomb can not only relieve hunger, but also greatly enhance the strength. The honey in this nest is enough to be worthy of the two or three years of hard work by the people of the rivers and lakes. It’s not an exaggeration.

　　 Taking advantage of Qingyang’s meditation effort, Old Songhe had already drunk the honey in more than a dozen nests. Seeing that Qingyang had stopped practicing, he handed the hive to Qingyang again, and went to the side to meditate and practice. Qing Yang took the hive and was not polite. He drank the honey from six or seven cells in a row, then put the hive aside and continued to improve his strength.

　　 The honey in the honeycomb was drunk by Qingyang master and apprentice more than 80%, but there was still some remaining, about five or six nests. However, both of them can feel that they have reached the limit of endurance. If they continue to be greedy, UU reading www.uukanshu.com may have some sequelae. After all, they are just ordinary people, not immortal cultivators with unlimited potential. .

　　 They quickly absorbed the honey they had drunk, Qing Yang only felt that he was refreshed, and seemed to have endless power. Now at least he is a second-rate master in the world.

　　 And Songhe Old Road, the momentum of his whole body has also been very different, his appearance seems to have become a little younger, and his current strength has stepped into the realm of a super first-class master.

The group of people who entered the Midi together, in terms of strength, Old Songhe, Master Jikong and the five brothers of the Tiger family are all first-class masters in the world, but the strength is high and low, Songhe Old Road is stronger, Huzhen Heng and others are slightly better. A little worse; Du Chengjin, Qian Banxian, and Pi Yingxiong belong to second-rate masters; while Qingyang, Pi Youfeng, and Xuanzhu can only barely fall into third-rate, or even no one.

　　 Now Qing Yang’s strength has greatly increased, and he has reached the second-rate state. Apart from the lack of experience, his strength is no worse than the original Du Chengjin and others. And Songhe Lao Dao has also exceeded the realm of first-class masters, and is no longer comparable to Hu Zhensong and others.

Qing Yang picked up the honeycomb and looked at it again, feeling quite regretful. The remaining honey can at least create a quasi-first-rate master. Not only honey, but those bee pupae should also be good things. Deep-fried is definitely delicious too.

　　 It’s a pity that their masters and apprentices can only absorb and digest so much at present, and the rest is estimated to be cheaper than others. After all, this hive was discovered by everyone, and you can’t leave nothing to others.

　　 Songhe Lao Dao is also full of pity, but he also knows that this honeycomb can’t be hidden, and this benefit can’t be swallowed by himself. But he couldn’t let others see that he had benefited more than others, so he got his momentum and returned to his original casual appearance.