The old Taoist Songhe changed his face and said solemnly: "I have used this wine gourd all my life and have never noticed anything abnormal. As soon as you got it, you found the secret, which shows that he is destined to you. In the future, the matter about this wine gourd will rot into your stomach. No one can say that, even me, do you know?"

Seeing that the master was solemn, Qingyang nodded and wrote down his advice. What the master said was very reasonable. He had heard of these experiences in the world many times before. For the sake of the uncertain treasures in this secret place, the immortal masters forced everyone to die. If they knew the magic of the wine gourd, would it be necessary to say that killing people and rob treasures? It is a crime to bear a treasure.

Qingyang nodded, covered the lid of the wine gourd, and looked at Songhe and said, "Master, do we still want that beehive?"

Old Taoist Songhe smashed his mouth, and when he thought of the tempting aroma of wine, he couldn't help but feel itchy. The smell made him the old alcoholic who had been drinking all his life unforgettable for his life. The bee colony is gone, and there should be no danger on the bee colony. Even if there is a fish that misses the net, at most, it's just that it's just that with the wine gourd. You just need to be careful when doing things and never let outsiders see it.

The old Taoist Songhe and the disciple Qingyang were unable to withstand the temptation of the wine. They cleaned up a little and headed towards the beehive. The others were just led away by the bees. When will they not go now?

They were chased by bees just now, but the distance between the two of them was not very far away. They are still halfway up the mountain, so in less than a cup of tea, they returned to the location of the beehive.

He looked up and saw that the beehive was still hanging on the tree, and there was no interference from bees around him. It was a good opportunity to do bad things. The old Taoist Songhe jumped onto the tree, reached out to pull the beehive down, and then held the beehive like a treasure to come to Qingyang.

The entire beehive is about the size of a bowl mouth. Perhaps because the bees are relatively large, the nests of these beehives are much larger than those of ordinary beehives, and each nest is half an inch in diameter. So a brief look at it, such a large beehive is composed of only more than one hundred nests, but this is not a small number. You should know that this group of bees has only a dozen.

At least half of the more than one hundred nests are empty, and the remaining half are covered with beeswax on the outside, but it can be vaguely seen that some of the closed nests store pollen and honey, while some seem to have bee pupa inside.

As for the aroma of wine they smelled before, it was revealed from the nests sealed with honey. I don’t know whether it was because the honey was left for a long time and naturally fermented, or whether these bees were born to make wine. Holding the beehive and smelling the rich aroma of wine at close range, Qingyang and Songhe Laodao were intoxicated.

However, time is tight, and if others come here, they will probably not have the opportunity to enjoy it. Old Taoist Songhe did not delay and directly poked open a nest with his fingers, and then sucked the honey in the nest into his mouth.

I don’t know what it feels like when I enter my mouth, but from the flushing face of Songhe’s old Taoist, his intoxicated expression, and his slightly trembling beard, it can be seen that it was an ultimate enjoyment. I’m afraid that drinking nectar and jade liquid would be the case.

The old Taoist Songhe confirmed that there was no problem with the honey, so he handed the honeycomb to his apprentice Qingyang. Qingyang also imitated his master and poked open a nest and sucked the honey inside into his mouth.

As soon as the honey was in his mouth, the sweet and bone-permeable smell and the aroma of wine that rushed straight into his heart and spleen were really indescribable. At the same time, there was a warm current that penetrated his limbs and bones, wandered through his meridians, and finally spread throughout his body.

This... this honey actually has the effect of improving his strength! And there is no side effect. Qingyang was immediately overjoyed and hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground and meditated and practiced. It was just a cup of tea, and Qingyang felt that his strength had increased a lot. Originally, he was barely considered a third-rate master, but now he seems not far from the second-rate.

No wonder the master had that expression just now. The honey in the beehive can not only satisfy his cravings, but also greatly improve his strength. The honey in this nest is enough to match the two or three years of hard practice among people in the world. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a treasure of heaven and earth.

Taking advantage of Qingyang's meditation, Old Taoist Songhe had already drunk more than a dozen honey from the nest. Seeing that Qingyang had stopped practicing, he handed the honeycomb to Qingyang again and went to the side to meditate and practice. Qingyang was not polite to take the honeycomb, and drank six or seven honey from the nest in a row, then put the honeycomb aside, and continued to use his skills to improve his strength.

Almost 80% of the honey in the beehive was drunk by Master Qingyang, but there were still some left, with about five or six nests. However, both of them could feel that they had reached the limit of their tolerance. If they continued to be greedy, they might have some sequelae. After all, they were just ordinary people in the martial arts world, not cultivators with unlimited potential.

They quickly absorbed the honey they drank. Qingyang only felt refreshed and seemed to have endless power. Now he is at least the strength of a second-rate expert in the martial arts world.

The old Taoist Songhe has also had a very different aura, and his appearance seems to have become younger, and his strength has now entered the realm of a top-notch master.

The group of people who entered the Sedi Land together, in terms of strength, Songhe Old Taoist, Master Jikong and the five brothers of the Hu family are all first-class experts in the martial arts world, but their strength is high and low. Songhe Old Taoist is stronger, and Hu Zhenheng and others are slightly worse; Du Chengjin, Qian Banxian and Pi Yingxiong are second-rate experts; while Qingyang, Pi Youfeng, Xuanzhu can only barely be classified as third-rate, or even not.

Now Qingyang's strength has increased greatly and has reached the second-rate level. In addition to lacking experience, his strength is no worse than Du Chengjin and others at the time. The old Taoist Songhe has also surpassed the realm of first-class masters, and it is no longer comparable to Hu Zhensong and others.

Qingyang picked up the beehive and looked at it again. He felt quite regretful. The remaining honey could at least create a quasi-first-class expert. Not only honey, but those bee pupas should also be good things. When they go back and fry them in oil, they will definitely be a peerless delicacy.

It’s a pity that their master and apprentice can only absorb so much at present, and the rest is probably cheaper to others. After all, this beehive was discovered together and we can’t leave nothing for others.

Old Taoist Songhe also looked very sorry, but he also knew that this beehive could not be hidden and that he could not take away the benefits himself. However, he could not let others see that he had gained more benefits than others, so he reduced his momentum and returned to his original casual appearance.
Chapter completed!