Zhou Yang's warship is very fast, but if it wants to fly over the entire Huihong Mountains, it will take at least half a day.
Zhou Yang looked down through the porthole. There were towering mountains and dense forests everywhere. From time to time, six-level flying monsters passed by, and some even showed their fangs towards the battleship.
Zhou Yang shook his head and smiled, feeling much better and couldn't help but let Bai Lan and Chi Hu out.
Both beasts were very excited. After looking around for a while, they turned their attention to the huge mountains below, and bared their teeth at the flying six-level monsters from time to time, which frightened the flying monsters.
Two hours later, the battleship had already entered the deep sky of Huihong Mountain. Mountains of tens of thousands of feet passed under the ship. Zhou Yang couldn't help but let go of his consciousness to experience the majesty of Huihong Mountain.
"Huh?" At this moment, he suddenly felt a familiar breath.
"This..." Zhou Yang couldn't help but use the air tracking technique to the extreme. The next moment, his eyes widened and he murmured: "Why is he here?"
"Turn to the southeast quickly!" Zhou Yang gave the order decisively.
The battleship roared and turned away, startling Bailan and Red Tiger.
After the time to drink tea, the battleship began to slow down, and then stopped above a peak tens of thousands of feet high.
"Sure enough, it's you!" Zhou Yang looked down and saw someone on the top of the mountain looking up.
This is the deepest part of the Huihong Mountains. Isn’t it inaccessible to humans? Besides, this person is a disciple of Henan Taixuan Sect. Why is he in Huihong Mountain?
"Brother Yuan, you're fine!" Zhou Yang spoke first.
"Haha, brother monk, are you always kind?" Yuan Yi grinned.
Yes, this person is the talkative Yuan Yi who met Zhou Yang in Jiuyou Ghost City.
At that time, a shocking light appeared in the Jiuyou Ghost City. Zhou Yang used the art of Changing King Kong to disguise himself as a monk and met Yuan Yi by chance.
According to what Yuan Yi said at that time, he was a disciple of Taixuan Sect in the southern part of Hezhou. He was separated from his fellow sect, so he tried alone.
But his words can't be taken seriously, because when he comprehended the ancient secrets next to the light pillar, the realm this guy revealed was definitely not a golden elixir!
"Haha, I'm not very talented, but I'm doing okay." Zhou Yang smiled, it was great to meet an old friend here.
"Haha, meeting close friends is a great blessing in life. Brother monk and I are quite destined! Come down quickly, you and I can drink from the three altars!" Yuan Yi stretched out his long arm to wave, still so sunny, so talkative and laughing. .
But Zhou Yang suddenly felt that something was wrong.
"This kid is interesting, interesting!" Mu Zifeng inside him suddenly appeared and looked at Yuan Yi below, looking quite interested.
"Senior, is there anything wrong with him?" After hearing what Mu Zifeng said, Zhou Yang knew that his feeling was correct.
"Haha, you'll know it soon, but it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Mu Zifeng smiled and waved his hand.
"Ouch!" Bai Lan and Chi Hu were also a little uneasy, running back and forth in the cabin and transmitting messages with their minds.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Zhou Yang frowned and asked with his mind, but the two beasts reminded him not to go down.
Zhou Yang was very puzzled. Could it be that there was danger in the secret passage?
Mu Zifeng knew whether to say it or not, and the meaning expressed by the two beasts was not obvious. Zhou Yang was a little depressed. After a moment of hesitation, he ordered the battleship to move down. After a moment, it landed on the top of the mountain.
"Brother Yuan, are you here for an adventure, or are you here to complete a sect mission? There is a seventh-level transformed demon here, so be careful!" Zhou Yang jumped out of the battleship and said with his fists in hand.
The Yuan Yi in front of him was in the same realm as him, a quasi-god, but he always felt that this person was a little weird. As for what was weird, he couldn't explain clearly.
"Brother monk, I haven't seen you in such a short time, but you have become a quasi-god in all five elixirs. You are truly a god-defying talent. I admire you so much!" Yuan Yi did not answer Zhou Yang's question, but praised him.
"Brother Yuan is ridiculous, it's just a fluke." Zhou Yang waved his hand, but was surprised in his heart. Among the cultivators in the quasi-god realm, there were only a handful of people who could see their true cultivation level.
"Haha, brother monk, come on, let's drink!" As soon as Yuan turned his palm, several wine jars appeared on a big stone.
He patted open the seals of the two wine jars, and a refreshing aroma of wine immediately filled the entire mountaintop.
Even the people in the battleship stretched their necks and their throats trembled.
"This is monkey wine!" Mu Zifeng shouted before Zhou Yang picked up the wine jar.
"Monkey wine?" Zhou Yang was stunned. He had never heard of this kind of wine, and naturally he had never drank it.
"Monkey wine, it is said that monkeys in the mountains collected fruits in tree holes to store winter food. However, if there is no shortage of winter food in that season, the monkeys will forget that they have stored fruits in this hole. , over time, this bag of fruit will gradually ferment, and then finally become a bag of fruit wine."
"This kind of wild wine is really a coincidence. The real monkey wine is worth a thousand dollars! Think about it, the monkey chose the empty tree to store the fruits. It must be enough to ensure that the fruits survive the winter. How many precious trees are there that are not rotten all year round? Not only do they have to be hollow, but they also have to be sealed..."
Mu Zifeng seemed to know a lot about this wine. He licked his lips as he talked, looking extremely greedy.
However, he is only a spirit body and cannot drink no matter how good the wine is.
"Brother Monk, please!" Seeing Zhou Yang holding the wine jar in a daze, Yuan Yi was quite pleased with himself and asked Zhou Yang to drink with a smile.
"Okay, please, Brother Yuan!" Zhou Yang asked Mu Zifeng to be aroused by what he said, and he couldn't help but raise his head and take a big sip.
The wine juice enters the stomach, mellow and sweet, with a touch of kiwi fruit flavor, and a long-lasting aftertaste.
What's even more amazing is that the wine seems to be like a magic elixir. It not only dissolves in the belly, but also slowly sneaks into the flesh and blood and meridians, making people feel as if they are immortals. It is simply wonderful, better than anything he has ever drunk. All wines are good.
Not only that, after taking a sip of wine, the divine power in his body became active. It seemed that he was aroused by the monkey wine, and it spread all over his body instantly, making his whole body feel so smooth and comfortable!
"Wonderful, wonderful!" Zhou Yang praised sincerely.
"Hahahaha, Brother Monk thinks it's wonderful, so I treat you with fine wine in vain. Come on, come on, drink again, drink again!" Yuan Yi laughed and took a sip himself.
Zhou Yang was not polite, holding the jar and pouring water, and then kept applauding.
Mu Zifeng, who was on the body of the Red God Sword, stared longingly at the wine jars, wishing he could rush forward and hug Meng Guan, but Chi Lingzi curled his lips when he saw his look.
The jar of monkey wine quickly reached the bottom. Zhou Yang grabbed another one and drank it again until it was all gone.
After wiping a handful on his mouth, Zhou Yang closed his eyes and savored it again.
