Chapter 33 Wine Pool

It's called an expedition, but in fact it's similar to Hu Zhensong's work in the alchemy room last time. He went to the pile of wine jars, opened them one by one, and found nothing. Then he scanned the wine jars with the spirit-judgement disk, but still found nothing.

Yes, the immortal master here has been gone for an unknown period of time. Even the elixir stored in the jade bottle has turned into ashes. How can the immortal wine be preserved until now?

Although he had expected this result, Qingyang couldn't help but feel disappointed. This was his first time to act alone. If he couldn't find anything good, wouldn't it mean that he had bad luck? Although he knew that even if he found the treasure, he would not have a share, and it would eventually be handed over to the immortal masters, he still hoped to gain something. If nothing else, at least he could gain the favor of the immortal master. Maybe if the other party was happy, he could also get a chance to be immortal.

Qingyang continued to walk forward with a look of disappointment, and came to the wine-making and fermentation platform. The situation here was much more complicated, with high and low platforms, large and small pools, and various wine-making and fermentation facilities. However, no one had operated them for a long time, and many facilities had decayed. The pools were filled with all kinds of garbage and debris.

After that, Qingyang began the boring treasure-hunting work. While cleaning the garbage in the pool, he scanned everywhere with the spirit-judging disk, not letting go of every inch of the ground, and turning over every pile of debris. It took nearly two hours to clean up this area.

In the end, Qingyang still had some gains. He found two palm-sized black metal plates from the pile of debris, which seemed to have fallen from a wine-making facility. The value is estimated to be about the same as the dark brown stone that Hu Zhensong found at the beginning, which is better than nothing.

After working for so long, Qingyang was tired and hungry. He returned to the cave entrance and handed today's harvest to Hu Zhensong outside the cave. Then he ate something casually and leaned against the wall next to the cave entrance to rest for a night.

After all, he was a young man. The next morning, Qingyang was full of energy again. He ate something to replenish his energy, and then walked towards the pavilion on the left.

Yesterday he was far away, but today he found 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 with the words "wine pool" written on it. In fact, the wine pools were less than seven feet long and wide, but three feet deep, which looked more like several deep wells.

The small pavilion was simple and old. It was unknown how many years it had existed and what materials it was built with. It had not collapsed until now. However, Qingyang scanned it with the Jianling Plate, but there was no reaction at all. Obviously, there was no treasure here.

As for the eight wine pools at the back, the bottom could be seen at a glance. There was no dust inside, let alone any treasures. Standing by the wine pool, Qingyang couldn't help shaking his head. He was splashed with a bucket of cold water early in the morning. It seemed that he didn't have that good luck.

Suddenly, a scent of wine came from nowhere. Qingyang sniffed it with his nose, and an indescribable deliciousness filled his nasal cavity, making people feel ecstatic. How could there be such a good wine in the world? Before Qingyang had time to think carefully, he suddenly felt dizzy and drunk. He swayed and almost fell into the wine pool next to him.

If he fell directly into the wine pool that was more than three meters deep, he would at least be injured. It would be impossible to climb out in a short time. Maybe he would be completely trapped in it. Qingyang did not dare to neglect it, and quickly took out a piece of cloth from his arms to cover his mouth and nose.

This cloth was processed by the old Taoist Songhe. It is said that it can filter the poisonous gas of the incense, and now it comes in handy. After tying the cloth, Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief and drove away the dizziness in his head. Then he remembered the smell of wine he had just smelled.

Taoist Songhe is a drunkard. People who are close to vermilion will be red, and people who are close to ink will be black. Although Qingyang is not as fond of wine as Taoist Songhe, he has drunk some fine wines, but he has never smelled such good wine. How to say it? The two cannot be compared at all. If this is wine, then the fine wines he drank before can only be regarded as foot washing water.

Following Taoist Songhe over the years, Qingyang's drinking capacity has also been trained. In the past, a jar of strong liquor was no problem. When he was happy, he could drink two jars. But today, just smelling the wine almost made me drunk. What kind of strange wine is this?

Immortal wine, it must be immortal wine. What else can the wine refined by immortal masters be? I'm afraid only immortal wine has such great power, right? I didn't expect that I was so lucky this time and was able to find immortal wine. After going out, the immortal masters will definitely reward me greatly.

When I find the fine wine, I must first get some for my master, so that he can also taste the legendary fairy wine. Thinking of this, Qingyang couldn't help but reveal a smile at the corner of his mouth. He could even imagine how crazy his master would be in the future.

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

Qingyang looked around and searched around several wine pools. He even used the spirit-judging plate to scan inch by inch. Finally, he found a rat hole behind the eighth wine pool. There seemed to be a hint of wine fragrance coming out of the hole.

Yes, it is a rat hole, exactly the same as the one on the wall outside, and it should be bitten by a rat. In other words, if the rat had not bitten a hole here, Qingyang would not have been able to smell the aroma of wine, and it would have been even more impossible for him to find this hole by following the aroma of wine. Because the Jianling Plate did not react at all here, I don’t know whether the fairy wine inside is not considered a treasure, or the Jianling Plate cannot identify the grade of the fairy wine.

This hole is somewhat different from the hole outside. The hole outside is bitten in the stone wall, while the ground here is clay. Qingyang found a dagger and pried it gently, prying up a piece of clay, and immediately exuded a stronger aroma of wine.

Qingyang did not stop, and soon knocked off all the clay, and removed the wooden baffle below, finally revealing the ninth underground wine pool.

It turned out that there were a total of nine wine pools here, the first eight were empty, and only the ninth one had wine in it, but it was sealed with some means. Later, it was discovered by the rat, so it bit through the sealing means above, and then the aroma of wine leaked out.

The wine pool was three feet deep, but the wine inside was only three inches high. It was orange, rich and sticky, and looked like a huge piece of amber. This was not wine at all, but the essence of wine condensed from the evaporation of a pool of immortal wine.