It's an adventure. In fact, it's similar to the work of Hu Zhensong in the alchemy room last time. He went to the side of the pile of wine jars and opened them one by one. He didn't find anything. Then he scanned the wine jar with the spirit plate, but he still found nothing.

Also, the immortal master here doesn't know how long he has disappeared. Even the pills kept in the jade bottle have turned into ash. Can the immortal wine be kept until now?

Although he had expected this result for a long time, Qingyang couldn't help being disappointed. This was his first time to act 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 didn't have his share. If he had to give it to the immortal masters in the end, he still hoped to gain something. Not to mention anything else, you can at least gain the favor of immortal master. Maybe you can get a fairy fate when the other party is happy.

Qingyang went on with a look of disappointment and came to the platform for brewing and fermentation. The situation here is much more complex. There are high and low platforms, large and small pools, and various brewing and fermentation facilities. However, no one has operated for a long time, many facilities have been rotten, and the pool is full of all kinds of garbage and sundries.

After that, Qingyang began the boring treasure hunt. While cleaning up the garbage in the pool, he scanned around with a spirit plate. He didn't let go of every inch of the ground, and turned over and over every pile of sundries. It took him nearly two hours to clean up this piece.

Finally, Qingyang still had some harvest. He found two palm sized black metal plates from the pile of sundries. It seems that they fell from which brewing facility. It is estimated that the value is similar to the dark brown stone found by Hu Zhensong in the earliest time. It is better than nothing.

After working so hard for so long, Qingyang was tired and hungry. He returned to the cave and gave today's harvest to huzhensong outside the cave. Then he ate casually and leaned directly against the wall next to the cave for a night.

After all, it 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.

He was far away yesterday. Today, he found that there was not only a small pavilion, but also a row of eight wine pools behind the pavilion. They say they are wine pools because there is a small plaque on the pavilion, which reads the word wine pool. In fact, the wine pools are less than seven feet long and seven feet wide, but three feet deep. Instead, they are more like several deep wells.

The pavilion is simple and old. I don't know how many years it has existed, and I don't know what material it is made of. It hasn't fallen yet. However, Qingyang sweeps it with a spirit plate, but he doesn't respond at all. Obviously, there are no treasures here.

As for the eight wine pools in the back, you can see the bottom at a glance. They are clean, not even a trace of dust, let alone treasures. Standing on the edge of the wine pool, Qingyang couldn't help shaking his head. He was splashed with a bucket of cold water early in the morning. It seems that he doesn't have that good life.

Suddenly, a smell of wine came from somewhere. Qingyang smelled it with his nose. An indescribable delicacy filled his nose, making people feel elated. Is there such a good wine in the world? Before Qingyang had time to think carefully, he suddenly felt dizzy. A wave of drunkenness hit his heart. His body shook and almost fell into the nearby wine pool.

If you fall directly into the wine pool more than three feet deep, you will at least hurt your muscles and bones. It is impossible to climb out in a short time. Maybe you will be completely trapped in it. Qingyang didn't dare to neglect, so he quickly took out a cloth strip from his arms to block his mouth and nose.

This cloth was processed by the Songhe Taoist priest. It is said that it can filter the poison gas of incense. Now it is just in use. After tying the cloth strip, Qingyang breathed a little relieved and expelled the dizziness in his brain, which reminded him of the smell of wine just now.

Songhe Taoist priest is an alcoholic. He who is close to Zhu is red and he who is close to ink is black. Although Qingyang is not as fond of wine as Songhe Taoist priest, he has drunk some kinds of good wine, but he has never smelled such good wine. How to put it? The two cannot be compared together at all. If the wine here is wine, the good wine he has drunk before can only be regarded as foot washing water.

Over the years, following the old way of Songhe, Qingyang's drinking capacity has also been practiced. Usually, it's nothing to drink one jar of spirits. It's okay to drink two jars when you're happy, but today I just smell the wine and almost drunk myself. What kind of strange wine should this be?

Immortal wine must be immortal wine. The wine refined by immortal masters is not immortal wine. What is it? I'm afraid only immortal wine has such great power? I didn't expect that I was so lucky to find immortal wine this time. Immortal masters will reward me greatly after I go out.

When he finds a good wine, he must first get some for Shifu and let him taste the legendary immortal wine. At the thought of this place, Qingyang's mouth can't help showing a smile. He can even imagine Shifu's crazy appearance in the future.

It's useless to say more now. We still have to find out where the immortal wine is first.

Looking around, Qingyang looked around several wine pools and even swept them inch by inch with a spirit plate. Finally, he found a mouse hole behind the eighth wine pool. There seemed to be a trace of wine fragrance floating out of the hole.

Yes, it's as like as two peas in the wall. It's a rat's bite. In other words, if the mouse hadn't bitten a hole here, Qingyang couldn't smell the aroma of wine, let alone find the hole along the aroma of wine. Because the spirit plate has no response here. I don't know whether the immortal wine in it is not a treasure or whether the spirit plate can't identify the grade of immortal wine.

There are some differences between this hole and the outside hole. The outside is the hole bitten out on the stone wall, while the ground here is mastic. Qingyang found a dagger and pried it gently. He pried up a piece of clay, which immediately sent out a stronger smell of wine.

Qingyang kept knocking off all the plaster in his hand, and then removed the wooden baffle below, finally revealing the ninth underground wine pool.

It turned out that there were nine wine pools here. The first eight were empty. Only the ninth one contained wine, but it was sealed by some means. Later, the mouse found it, so he bit the sealing means on it, revealing the aroma of wine.

The wine pool is three feet deep, but the wine in it is only more than three inches high. It is yellow, rich and sticky. It looks like a huge piece of amber. This is where the wine is, after all, is the essence of a wine gathered from a pool of wine.