Master Songhe is a drunkard. If he knew that he had found this kind of wine, he would be so happy. Alas, it’s a pity. The things are good, but they have to be handed over to a few immortal masters outside.
, Master can only taste it in this secret place, but it is impossible to keep it and enjoy it.
Qingyang's chest hurt badly when he thought that all the good things he had found were cheaper than those immortal masters outside. He had tried so hard but could not get anything, and those immortal masters outside
It's so unfair to be able to sit back and enjoy the results after doing nothing.
No, you must leave some for Master, and you must not take advantage of those people in vain. No one pays attention to this wine gourd. Fill a pot for Master first. Anyway, the spirit plate cannot detect it. As for the rest, it is better to keep it first.
here.
Qingyang untied the wine gourd from his waist, opened the lid, tied it with a thin rope, slowly placed it at the bottom of the wine pool, and then poured wine into the gourd while shaking it from side to side. After a long time, Qingyang felt that the gourd was filled with wine.
It should be almost filled, so I pulled the gourd up with the rope.
Qingyang brought the gourd to his eyes and looked at it, but saw nothing. Was it not full? He tipped the gourd crookedly, but not a drop of wine came out. This was so strange. It took so long. Could it be that
Didn't you drink even a drop of wine for such a long time?
In desperation, Qingyang put the gourd down again, and then pulled the string on it to pour wine into the gourd. Worried that this time it would be like last time, Qingyang deliberately poured wine for a while longer. After nearly a quarter of an hour,
Then he lifted the wine gourd up again.
Shaking it with his hand, he did not hear the sound of the wine hitting the wall. He weighed it and found that the weight of the gourd had not increased. He turned the gourd upside down and still not a drop of wine was poured out. Qingyang was a little confused. It was his own way of pouring the wine.
Isn't that right? Or the wine just won't go in?
He lowered his head and looked at the bottom of the wine pool, only to find that the wine inside seemed to be a little less. It turned out that the three-inch tall fairy wine was only about one inch high. In other words, it took him a while to pour the wine.
, the ambrosia inside was missing by more than half.
But there is nothing in the gourd? Where did the fairy wine go? Could it disappear out of thin air? This shouldn't be the case. The mouse must have chewed out the hole for a long time. If the wine disappears out of thin air, what's inside?
The wine has been gone for a long time, and there is no way it will be kept until now.
If the wine inside did not disappear out of thin air, where would it go? Could it be poured into the gourd? Qingyang couldn't help but think of the origin of the wine gourd in his hand. The master said that this is the token of the leader of Xipingguan and has been passed down.
After many generations, his origin seems to be very extraordinary, but no one has ever figured out what is extraordinary about him. Could this be what makes him extraordinary?
If it were before, Qingyang would definitely not believe such an outrageous thing, but now that he has experienced a series of things and seen many magical methods of immortal masters, he feels that it is not impossible. Maybe the wine gourd is magical.
The place is right here.
Anyway, he couldn't figure out the principle, so he might as well put the wine gourd down again and see what changes would happen in the end. So Qingyang put the gourd at the bottom of the wine pool for the third time, and then stood on it while holding the rope.
Next to him, he looked quietly at the bottom of the wine pool.
Perhaps it was because there was not much wine in the wine pool. A slight change was obvious. As soon as Qingyang lowered the wine gourd to the bottom, he saw that the amount of fairy wine in the wine pool was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The amount of fairy wine that was more than an inch deep was obviously even.
Even the mouth of the gourd is not enough, but the thing is so magical, the fairy wine at the bottom of the pool flows towards the mouth of the gourd as if it is absorbed by the dragon.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Qingyang finally confirmed that the wine in the wine pool was indeed collected by the wine gourd, and this wine gourd was really a treasure. As for where the wine was received, and what the gourd was.
The treasure cannot be studied thoroughly with his current ability.
In just a dozen breaths, the wine at the bottom of the pool was reduced by more than half, and soon the depth was less than half an inch. Then the wine gourd absorbed the fairy wine at the bottom of the pool even faster. After just a few breaths more
By the time, the wine pool had bottomed out, revealing the ground at the bottom of the pool.
The immortal wine was poured into the wine gourd. Qingyang was about to pull the wine gourd up. Suddenly, there was a shaking in the ground, as if an earthquake had occurred. Before Qingyang could figure out what was going on, a bright light flashed.
After that, his body fell downwards without any warning.
Could it be that there are some traps buried here that I accidentally triggered? This could cost me my life. My strength is incomparable to that of my master. If I fall into the trap, I might be dead. Even if I can
If you are lucky enough to survive, can you escape the trap?
Facing danger, he had to save himself. Qingyang quickly used the lightening skills taught by his master. At the same time, he waved his arm upwards and hooked the other end of the string on a stone slab not far away, hoping to slow down a little.
The speed of falling.
It's a pity that the stone slab was not strong. He only loosened it a little bit and fell down immediately. That means the stone slab was a little far away from him, otherwise he would have hit his head directly.
Qingyang's light body kung fu is incomparable to that of Songhe Lao Dao, and it happened suddenly, so it didn't have much effect after using it. However, the trap below didn't seem to be deep. He quickly touched the ground and only heard a splash.
There was a loud noise, and Qingyang was knocked upside down.
After a long time, Qingyang finally regained his breath. He checked up and down and found that he only suffered some skin injuries, but nothing else serious. Then he pulled the rope in his hand, and the wine gourd was tied up properly.
On top of the string.
God bless me, I finally managed to save my life, and nothing was lost. Qingyang stood up, patted the dirt on his body, and then he was in the mood to observe the surrounding situation.
He was still in the main hall at this time, still standing in the same position as before, but now he was at the bottom of a large pit. The place where he was standing just now suddenly disappeared out of thin air. Including the small pavilion in front and the back
The nine wine pools were all gone, as if the whole place had been dug away, leaving only a large pit in its original position.
Because Qingyang was standing next to the wine pool when the accident happened, after the wine pool and the land under his feet disappeared, he was stepping on the void. There was nothing to rely on under his feet, and he was not a god flying in the clouds, so
He fell directly into the big pit.
The wine pond and pavilion can disappear out of thin air. This should be the magic of moving mountains and reclaiming seas in the legends of gods, right? I didn’t expect that I could see it with my own eyes. It’s so amazing. But think about all the magic that subverted previous perceptions along the way.
, it seems that the disappearance of the wine pool and pavilion is not something incomprehensible, Qingyang soon felt relieved.