Chapter 40 Honey
The Taoist Song He changed his expression and solemnly warned: "I have used this wine gourd for my whole life and have not found any abnormality. You just got it and found the secret in it, which means it is destined for you. From now on, the matter about this wine gourd will be rotten in your stomach. No one can tell anyone, including me, understand?"
Seeing that the master said it seriously, Qingyang nodded and took note of the master's warning. What the master said was still reasonable. He had heard these experiences in the martial arts world many times before. For the sake of the unknown treasure in this secret place, those immortal masters forced everyone to die. If they knew the magic of the wine gourd, would they still need to kill people and steal treasures? It's a crime to possess a treasure.
Qingyang nodded, covered the lid of the wine gourd, and then looked at Song He and said: "Master, do we still want that beehive?"
The Taoist Song He smacked his lips, thinking of the tempting aroma of wine, he couldn't help but feel itchy. That taste made him, an old drunkard who had drunk wine all his life, unforgettable for life. The bee swarm is gone, and there should be no danger at the beehive. Even if there are fish that slip through the net, at most they can be caught with the wine gourd. Just be careful when doing things, and never let outsiders see.
Taoist Songhe and Master Qingyang finally couldn't resist the temptation of the wine aroma. After a little cleaning, they went to the location of the beehive again. The others were just led away by the bees. When should they go now?
They were chased by the bee swarm just now, and they didn't run far away. Now they are still halfway up the mountain, so they returned to the location of the beehive in less than a cup of tea.
Looking up, the beehive is still hanging on the tree, and there are no bees around to interfere. It is a good opportunity to do bad things. Taoist Songhe jumped onto the tree, stretched out his hand to pull the beehive down, and then held the beehive like a treasure and came to Qingyang.
The whole beehive is about the size of a bowl. Perhaps because the bees are larger, the cells of these beehives are also much larger than those of ordinary beehives. The diameter of each cell is half an inch. So at a glance, such a large beehive is composed of only more than a hundred cells, but this is not a small number, you have to know that there are only a dozen bees in this group.
At least half of the more than a hundred cells are empty, and the remaining half are sealed with beeswax, but it can be vaguely seen that some of the sealed cells store pollen and honey, and some seem to have bee pupae.
As for the wine aroma they smelled before, it came from the cells sealed with honey. I don’t know if it’s because the honey has been left for a long time and the wine aroma is produced by natural fermentation, or these bees are born to make wine. Holding the beehive and smelling the rich wine aroma at close range, Qingyang and Taoist Songhe were intoxicated.
However, time is tight. If they wait for others to come, they may not have the opportunity to enjoy it. Taoist Songhe did not delay and directly poked a cell with his fingers, and then sucked all the honey in the cell into his mouth.
I don't know what it feels like to put honey into your mouth, but from the flushed face, intoxicated expression, and slightly trembling beard of Taoist Songhe, it can be seen that it is an extreme enjoyment, which is probably no different from drinking nectar.
Taoist Songhe confirmed that there was no problem with the honey, and handed the honeycomb to his apprentice Qingyang. Qingyang also imitated his master, poked open a nest cell, and sucked the honey into his mouth.
As soon as the honey entered his mouth, the sweet and greasy taste that penetrated his bones and the wine aroma that rushed straight to his heart and spleen were really indescribable. At the same time, there was a warm current that rushed into his limbs, wandered through his meridians, and finally spread throughout his body.
This... This honey actually has the effect of improving strength! And there are no side effects. Qingyang was overjoyed and hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground to meditate and practice. It was just a cup of tea, and Qingyang felt that his strength had risen a lot. He was barely a third-rate martial arts master, but now he seems to be not far from the second-rate.
No wonder the master had that expression just now. The honey in this beehive can not only satisfy your cravings, but also greatly improve your strength. The honey in this one cell is enough to equal the hard work of two or three years of practice for people in the martial arts world. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a treasure from heaven and earth.
While Qingyang was meditating, Taoist Songhe had already drunk the honey in more than a dozen cells. Seeing that Qingyang had stopped practicing, he handed the beehive back to Qingyang and went to meditate and practice. Qingyang took the beehive without hesitation and drank the honey in six or seven cells in a row. Then he put the beehive aside and continued to practice to improve his strength.
Qingyang and his apprentice drank more than 80% of the honey in the beehive, but there was still some left, about five or six cells. However, both of them could feel that they had reached the limit of their tolerance. If they continued to be greedy, there might be 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, and Qingyang felt refreshed and seemed to have endless strength. Now he was at least a second-rate martial arts master.
And Taoist Songhe's aura was very different, and his appearance seemed to have become younger. His current strength has entered the realm of a super first-rate master.
In terms of strength, the group of people who entered the secret place together, Taoist Songhe, Master Jikong and the five brothers of the Hu family are all first-class masters in the world, but their strength varies. Taoist Songhe is stronger, while Hu Zhenheng and others are slightly weaker; Du Chengjin, Qian Banxian and Pi Yingxiong are second-class masters; and Qingyang, Pi Youfeng and Xuanzhu can only be barely classified as third-class, or even not in the mainstream.
Now Qingyang's strength has greatly increased and has reached the second-class level. Except for his lack of experience, his strength is not inferior to that of Du Chengjin and others. Taoist Songhe has also surpassed the level of first-class masters, and is no longer comparable to Hu Zhensong and others.
Qingyang picked up the honeycomb and looked at it again, feeling quite regretful. The remaining honey can at least create a quasi-first-class master. Not only honey, but also those bee pupae should be good things. If they are fried in oil, they will definitely be a delicacy.
It's a pity that the master and his disciples can only absorb and digest so much at present, and the rest will probably be given to others. After all, this beehive was discovered by everyone together, and they can't leave nothing for others.
Taoist Songhe also looked regretful, but he also knew that this beehive could not be concealed, and he couldn't take this benefit alone. But he couldn't let others see that he got more benefits than others, so he restrained his momentum and returned to his original casual look.