Once entering the cave as like as two peas, the strong spirit of wine poured into the nose of Qingyang. The smell of wine was overflowing, and people heard it was drunk. Without careful discerning, Qingyang could recognize that the spirit liquor here was exactly the same as the one sold to Deng Changting by Hou Jian Gong.

Hou Jiangong's jar of monkey spirit wine must have been obtained from this place.

Qingyang followed the monkey king a few steps forward and came to the side of the cave. The smell of the forest was taken out from here. Under the side stone wall, there is a natural stone pool five or six feet deep, which is filled with light yellow liquid. It is the monkey spirit wine.

The monkey spirit wine here is obviously brewed by the demon monkeys themselves. There are piles of fruits and nuts on the edge of the pool. Some have been mashed, some have been fermented, emitting a sour taste, and some unknown liquids are seeping out.

Most of the fruits and nuts here are just ordinary wild fruits. Only a few seem to be rare wild spiritual fruits in the cultivation world, and some don't even know Qingyang. Judging from the spiritual power contained in these fruits, their level is not very high.

This spiritual fruit is also useful for ordinary people and low-level Kaimai disciples. For Qi refining friars like Qingyang, eating such spiritual fruit has little effect on the improvement of cultivation. This group of demon monkeys can make monkey spirit wine by combining such spirit fruit with wild fruit.

There are at least dozens of cubic feet of spirit wine in this pool. If you use wine jars, you can hold at least hundreds of jars. So much spirit wine is enough for alcoholics to drink for a long time. Qingyang even thought that if these spiritual wines were given to himself, he might not need the help of pills. Just refining the spiritual wine could improve his cultivation to the middle stage of Qi refining.

Qingyang knew that even if he took away all the spirit wine here, the demon monkeys didn't dare to have an opinion. However, Qingyang is not so greedy. The remaining demon monkeys will still live here. If they take all the good things away, these demon monkeys will be abandoned.

Qingyang filled about two-thirds of the spirit wine in the pool and temporarily put it in the wine pool of zuixianhu. He harvested more than half of the monkey spirit wine in the pool. This adventure is worth it.

Qingyang looked around and was about to leave the demon monkey cave. The monkey king suddenly pulled his sleeve, and then pointed to the stone wall next to him with his claw. Qingyang didn't know why, so he went over there to have a look, and then observed carefully with his mind. Only then did he find that the back of the stone wall seemed empty, but it was blocked by a huge rock outside, which was difficult for outsiders to find.

The stone is very big. With the strength of the alchemist, it is easy to break the stone, but it is almost impossible to move it as a whole. It can be seen that the people who put the stone here have good strength.

There seems to be a cave behind here. Is there any treasure in it? Could it be that the harvest this time is not just those spirit wines? Qingyang's heart beat a little faster. He hurriedly grabbed a few steps and moved the huge stone with the monkey king.

It seems that the stone hasn't moved for hundreds of years and is almost connected with the ground. Qingyang and the Monkey King spent a lot of time shaking the stone and then moved it to one side.

The stone moved away to reveal the space behind. This is a small stone chamber. There is no other lighting place except the hole blocked by the stone. It looks dark.

Fortunately, the monks all have divine thoughts. As soon as the Qingyang divine thoughts are put out, the whole stone chamber is clearly explored in an instant. The whole stone room is only one foot square. The furnishings inside are very simple. There is a stone table in the middle, two stone benches next to it, and a stone bed against the wall.

There was a man sitting on the stone bed. Qingyang was startled when he first saw it. He thought it was a high-level friar who closed in this place. But then he reflected it. If there was someone inside, he would have been awakened by such a big movement just now. How could he still sit there motionless? Moreover, the hole has been blocked for at least hundreds of years. Even if there are living people in it, it is estimated that they will starve to death for such a long time.

Sure enough, Qingyang looked carefully and found that the man had been dead for a long time, leaving only a skeleton wrapped in clothes, so he looked like a monk meditating in bed from a distance.

Qingyang walked over carefully and looked for it carefully. He only found a jade slip on the skeleton's hand and three exquisite wine jars by the bed. He got nothing else.

Qingyang couldn't help feeling a little depressed. He thought that he could have a more amazing harvest if he found the cave left by an expert. I don't know if there are any good things. I don't know if there are any tools or spirit tools left, or even the object receiving talisman. Is it possible that the dead here is a low-level casual cultivation?

But it can't be regarded as nothing. At least there is a jade slip and three wine jars. Maybe there are good things in them. Qingyang first picked up the three wine jars and looked at them. Two of them were empty. Only the third one shook and sounded, as if it contained a lot of liquid.

What liquid can there be in the wine jar except wine? It can't be a mountain spring, can it? Qingyang quickly opened the lid of the wine jar, and then there was an extremely strong smell of wine. Just smelling it, Qingyang felt a little drunk. Although it was not as powerful as the immortal wine he first smelled by the side of the secret wine pool, it was not much worse. It was really a good thing.

Not only Qingyang, but also the monkey king standing not far away showed an intoxicated look. He now recognized Qingyang as the main, and did not dare to have any crooked thoughts, so he endured the impulse in his heart. If he found such good wine before, he might rush up and rob it directly.

It's a pity that such a good wine is only half of the altar, and it is not half eaten by the person in bed, or because it is too long to evaporate, but the rest must be the essence of the wine.

Good wine is powerful. Qingyang doesn't dare to drink more. He just takes a sip from the wine jar, and then tastes it carefully with his eyes closed. This spirit wine contains great spiritual power. It should not be spirit wine of Qi refining level, but probably foundation level.

When the spirit wine entered the belly, the fierce energy quickly spread to the body. Qingyang felt that the body was like being baked on the stove, and the whole body was very hot. Just now, when dealing with the groundhog Zhu Ru, Qingyang performed the blood burning skill. According to the truth, his body should be deficient in blood essence and tired. However, after drinking this spirit wine, his fatigue disappeared, as if he had not performed enough blood burning before.

Such a good thing can't be wasted by alcoholic bees. They must keep it by themselves. Let's not say whether it's necessary to break through the bottleneck in the future. Just because he has the advantage of relieving the sequelae of blood burning surgery, he doesn't know how much he can help himself at the critical time.