Drunk Immortal Gourd

It's said to be an adventure, but it's actually similar to what Hu Zhensong did when he was in the alchemy room last time. He went to the pile of wine jars, opened the jars one by one, and looked at them, but found nothing. Then he scanned the wine jars with a spirit plate, but still found nothing.

Also, I don’t know how long the immortal master here has disappeared. Even the elixirs stored in the jade bottles have turned into ashes. Can the immortal wine still be kept until now?

Although he had expected this result, Qingyang still couldn't help but feel disappointed. This was his first time acting alone. If he couldn't find anything good, wouldn't it mean that he was very unlucky? Although he knew that even if he found the treasure, he would not be responsible for it and it would eventually be handed over to the immortal masters, he still hoped to gain something. If nothing else, at least you can gain the favor of the Immortal Master. Maybe if the other person is happy, you can also get a piece of Immortal Fate.

Qingyang continued to walk forward with a look of disappointment, and came to the platform for wine making and fermentation. The situation here was much more complicated, with high and low platforms, large and small pools, and various kinds of wine making and fermentation. The facilities, but no one has operated them for a long time, many facilities have become decayed, and the pool is filled with all kinds of garbage and debris.

After that, Qingyang began the boring treasure hunting work. While cleaning up the garbage in the pool, he scanned around with the spirit plate, not missing every inch of the ground, and turning over every pile of debris. It took nearly a total of It took two hours to clean up this area.

In the end, Qingyang gained something. He found two palm-sized black metal plates from the pile of debris, which seemed to have fallen from some brewing facility. The value is estimated to be similar to the dark brown stone that Hu Zhensong found at the earliest time, which is better than nothing.

After working for such a long time, Qingyang was tired and hungry. He returned to the entrance of the cave and handed today's harvest to Hu Zhensong outside the cave. Then he ate something and rested directly against the wall next to the entrance of the cave. One night.

After all, he was a young man. The next morning, Qingyang was lively again. He ate something to replenish his strength, and then walked towards the pavilion on the left.

It was far away yesterday, but when he got closer today, he discovered that there was not only a small pavilion, but also a row of eight wine pools behind the pavilion. They are called wine pools because there is a small plaque on the pavilion with the word "wine pool" written on it. In fact, the wine pools are less than seven feet long and wide but three feet deep. Instead, they are more like several wine pools. Deep well.

The small pavilion is simple and old. I don’t know how many years it has been there, and I don’t know what materials it was built with. It has not fallen down yet. However, Qingyang scanned it with a spirit plate, but there was no reaction at all. Obviously there is no treasure here.

As for the eight wine pools at the back, you can see the bottom at a glance. They are clean inside, without even a trace of dust, let alone any treasures. Standing at the edge of the wine pool, Qingyang couldn't help but shook his head. He had been poured a bucket of cold water on him early in the morning. It seemed that he would not have a good life.

Suddenly, a smell of wine came from nowhere. Qingyang sniffed it with his nose, and an indescribable deliciousness filled his nasal cavity, making people feel ecstasy. Is there such a beautiful wine in the world? Before Qingyang had time to think carefully, his head suddenly felt dizzy, and a wave of drunkenness hit his heart. He swayed and almost fell into the wine pool next to him.

If he fell directly into the wine pool that was more than three feet deep, he would at least break his muscles and bones. He would not be able to climb out in a short time, and he might be completely trapped in it. Qingyang didn't dare to neglect, and quickly took out a piece of cloth from his arms to cover his mouth and nose.

This strip of cloth was processed by Songhe Lao Dao. It is said that it can filter incense and poisonous gas, and it comes in handy now. After tying the cloth, Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief and expelled the dizziness from his mind. Only then did he remember the aroma of wine he had just smelled.

Old Taoist Songhe was a drunkard, and those who were close to vermillion were red and those who were close to ink were black. Although Qingyang was not as alcoholic as Old Taoist Songhe, he had drank some of various fine wines, but he had never smelled such good wine. how to say? But the two cannot be compared together at all. If what is here is wine, then the fine wines he drank before can only be regarded as footwashing water.

Following Songhe Lao Taoist over the years, Qingyang has developed a good drinking capacity. Usually a jar of strong liquor is not a problem. When he is happy, he can drink two jars without any problem. But today, just smelling the smell of wine, he almost got drunk. What kind of strange wine is this?

Immortal wine must be Immortal wine. What is the wine refined by the immortal masters other than Immortal wine? I'm afraid only fairy wine has such great power, right? I didn't expect that I would be so lucky this time to be able to find the immortal wine. The immortal masters would definitely reward me greatly after I went out.

When he finds the fine wine, he must first get some for the master so that he can taste the legendary fairy wine. Thinking of this, Qingyang couldn't help but smile. He could even imagine the future of the master. That crazy look.

It's useless to say more now. We still need to find where the fairy wine is first.

Qingyang looked around, searching around several wine pools, and even used a spiritual disk to scan inch by inch. Finally, he found a mouse hole behind the eighth wine pool. There seemed to be some threads inside the hole. The aroma of wine wafts out.

Yes, it's a mouse hole, exactly like the one on the wall outside. It must have been bitten by a mouse. In other words, if the mouse had not bitten a hole here, Qingyang would not have been able to smell the aroma of wine, and it would be even less possible for Qingyang to follow the aroma of wine and find the entrance of the hole. Because the Spirit Appraisal Plate didn't respond at all here, I don't know whether it's because the fairy wine inside is not considered a treasure, or because the Spirit Appraisal Plate cannot identify the grade of the fairy wine.

There are some differences between this hole and the hole outside. The outside is a hole cut into the stone wall, but the ground here is made of clay. Qingyang found a dagger and gently pried it up, picking up a piece of clay. A stronger aroma of wine suddenly emitted.

Qingyang kept working, and soon knocked off all the cement in this area, and then removed the wooden baffle underneath, finally revealing the ninth underground wine pool.

It turns out that there are a total of nine wine pools here, and the first eight are empty. Only the ninth one has wine in it, but it was sealed by some means. Later, the mouse discovered it, so he bit through the sealing means on it, and the aroma of the wine was revealed.

The wine pool is three feet deep, but the wine inside is only more than three inches high. It is yellow-orange, rich and viscous, and looks like a huge piece of amber. This is not wine at all, it is simply the essence of wine condensed after a pool of immortal wine has been evaporated and concentrated.