It was said to be an adventure, but it was 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 them one by one and looked at them, but found nothing. Then he used the spirit plate to check
After scanning the wine jar, I 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 something, he would be very unlucky.
He doesn't have any share in the treasure. If it will be handed over to the immortal masters in the end, he still hopes to gain something. If nothing else, he can at least gain the favor of the immortal masters. Maybe when the other party is happy, he can also gain it.
A fairy tale.
Qingyang continued to walk forward with a look of disappointment on his face, 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 used the spirit plate to scan around, 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. They seemed to have fallen from some brewing facility. The value was estimated to be the same as the earliest Hu Zhensong.
The dark brown stone I found was almost the same, 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 were called wine pools because there was a small plaque on the pavilion.
The word "wine pool" is written on it. In fact, the length and width of the wine pools are less than seven feet, but they are three feet deep. Instead, they are more like several deep wells.
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 without even a trace of dust, let alone any treasures. Standing on the edge of the wine pool, Qingyang couldn't help but shook his head.
A bucket of cold water was poured on me early in the morning. It seemed that I was not going to 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? Qingyang
Before he had time to think carefully, his head suddenly felt dizzy, and a wave of drunkenness came over him. He swayed and almost fell into the wine pool next to him.
If he fell directly into the wine pool more than three feet deep, he would at least break his muscles and bones, and it would be impossible to climb out in a short time. He might be completely trapped in it. Qingyang did not dare to neglect,
He quickly took out a piece of cloth from his arms and covered his mouth and nose.
This strip of cloth was processed by Songhe Lao Tao. It is said that it can filter incense and poisonous gases, and it comes in handy now. After tying the strip of cloth, Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief and expelled the dizziness in his head, and then he remembered again.
I smelled the aroma of wine I just smelled.
Old Taoist Songhe was an alcoholic, and those who are close to vermillion are red and those who are close to ink are black. Although Qingyang is not as alcoholic as Old Taoist Songhe, he has drunk some of all kinds of fine wines, but he has never smelled such good wine. How can I say this?
What? 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 foot-washing water.
Following Songhe Lao Taoist over the years, Qingyang has also 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 if it is not Immortal wine? I am afraid that only Immortal wine has such great power, right? I didn’t expect that I was so lucky this time that I could find Immortal wine. Go out
The immortal masters will definitely reward themselves greatly in the future.
When he finds the wine, he must first get some for the master so that he can taste the legendary 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 is a mouse hole. It is exactly the same as the one on the wall outside. It should have been bitten by a mouse. In other words, if the mouse had not bitten a hole here, Qingyang would not have smelled the aroma of wine.
It is even more impossible to follow the scent of the wine to find the entrance of the cave. Because the spirit appraisal plate does not respond at all here, I don't know whether the fairy wine inside is not a treasure, or 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 bitten 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, which immediately spread out.
A stronger wine aroma emerged.
Qingyang kept working hard and quickly 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, the first eight are empty, and only the ninth one has wine, but it was sealed using some means. Later, the mouse discovered it, so he bit the sealing means on it.
When it was broken, the aroma of 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-orange, rich and viscous, and looks like a huge piece of amber. This is not wine at all. It is simply a pool of immortal wine that has been evaporated and concentrated.