From space to the world, it takes trillions of years

Chapter 172 Monkey King

The monkey didn't respond, so Chen Yu continued talking.

“Xiao Xiu was born into the Yang family, a family of immortal cultivators. Because of his spiritual roots and aptitude, he was sent to the immortal sect to cultivate.

Ten years ago, he stopped at the ninth level of Qi Refining and made no progress in his cultivation.

Because his contribution to the sect was not enough and he was not taught directly by the elders, he thought about looking for an opportunity to build his foundation outside.

I passed by Lingshan this time and wondered where all the fellow monkey Taoists were practicing.

I came here uninvited, please forgive me."

His ninth level of Qi Refining cultivation was immediately revealed, and the monkeys became even more alert.

Those faces that resembled humans but were covered with monkey hair revealed a sense of respect.

However, Chen Yu had no intention of using his power to suppress the monster.

I only brought a low-quality storage bag with me when I went out, so there is not much point in robbing by trickery.

He took out two spirit stones from his storage bag, handed them to the monkey opposite him, and told him that this was a gift for the Monkey King.

The old ape was knowledgeable and told the leader that this small stone rich in spiritual energy could speed up the pace of cultivation.

It’s not that there were no monks who happened to pass by this place, but their memories were so distant that the Monkey King was not clear about some things.

The two chatted for a while, and then the leader invited Chen to meet him in the cave for a chat.

The old ape no longer needed to serve as a mouthpiece and quietly stepped aside.

Before entering the cave, Chen Yu smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

Although the spirit puppet has no life, with the help of the formation and the spirituality of the material itself, Chen Yu can have all the feelings of a physical body.

As a winemaker for many years, he instantly realized that this was fruit wine, and a spiritual fruit wine of good quality.

It seems that those neatly maintained spiritual fruit trees at the foot of the mountain are the masterpieces of this group of evil monkeys.

However, the monkeys have become monsters and are usually very clean. There is no other strange smell in the cave except the smell of alcohol.

The visitor was a guest, and his cultivation was higher than that of the Monkey King. It let Chen Yu sit in a position equal to its own, showing considerable respect.

Chen Yu accepted it calmly, and two demon monkeys brought him a jar of spiritual fruit wine and added a wine bowl carved from spiritual wood to it.

“My monkey tribe has nothing but this kind of wine which we never lack.

Today we have distinguished guests visiting us, please try my century-old Five Spirits Fruit Wine."

The so-called five spirits are five kinds of first-grade top-quality spiritual fruits.

Only these monkeys who have occupied the best time and place have such wasteful habits.

The thickness of the wine jar is uneven and its shape is a bit funny.

It seems that these monkeys are not as good as expected in other aspects except making wine.

The burly Monkey King crushed the mouth of the jar with one hand, and the rich aroma of wine wafted out instantly.

The brewed wine is aged for a hundred years and is as viscous as honey when poured out.

It filled both wine bowls and a human smile appeared on its face.

The wine was slightly yellow with an amber luster, and its quality was better than the spiritual fruit wine that the Monkey King drank before Chen Yu came.

Spirit puppets naturally don't need to eat, but a small part of their abdominal cavity is hollow and can hold a lot of items.

There is also a formation that can crush the incoming food and expel it silently.

Anyway, since they are not here in person, I am not afraid even if they poison me.

The Monkey King raised his glass, and Chen Yu followed suit and drank the half-solidified Centennial Spirit in the glass.

Drinking with a spirit puppet does give a different feeling.

Although the spiritual energy in this mountain is rich, it has not yet reached the same level as that inside a first-grade, top-quality spiritual fruit.

Unexpectedly, after a hundred years, the spiritual energy of this fruit wine has not been lost too much, only less than 20% compared to the original spiritual fruit.

It is obvious that the brewer is highly skilled and has unique storage methods.

There were dozens of ordinary demon monkeys below. The wine glasses on the table had not been cleared away yet, and they brought in a few inferior jars from behind the rocks in the cave.

The few demon monkeys were only in the initial stage of Qi Refining. After drinking the spiritual wine, they started to act crazy.

In the blur of drunkenness, the interaction between us was very passionate.

Someone smashed the wine jar with a punch, and the monkeys suddenly became silent, but soon became even noisier.

Chen Yu has always been an easy-going person, and the Monkey King couldn't bring himself to discipline him, so he just let him do as he pleased.

After drinking and playing tired, some of the monkeys continued to sleep soundly with their heads on the ground, but Chen Yu and the Monkey King were still full of energy.

The sharp-eyed Monkey King noticed the storage bag wrapped around Chen Yu's waist and asked curiously, "What is this? I just saw Brother Yang take something out of it, but it doesn't look like anything has changed."

"This is a storage bag, one of the must-have treasures for monks when they go out."

Chen Yu didn't take it seriously and just threw it to it to look at.

I believe that a small Qi Refining Monkey would not have the courage to steal his magic weapon.

The Monkey King took it somewhat flattered, glanced at the other party, and then held it in his hand and played with it for a while.

After a while, he reluctantly returned the storage bag to Chen Yu.

"Brother Yang is very generous. Not only did he give me the two stones that can speed up my cultivation, he also let me see his personal treasures."

Chen Yu felt a little embarrassed, because the value of this spirit stone was not as high as the Monkey King had imagined.

Also because they seldom come into contact with monks, although the fights among the monkeys are very cruel, they still retain their simple and honest nature.

A jar of hundred-year-old first-grade premium spirit wine could be worth tens or even hundreds of spirit stones if it meets a cultivator who loves wine.

He didn't think much about it, the value depends on the needs of both parties.

And if things go as expected, Chen Yu will bring a great opportunity to the monkey group.

The spirit puppet drank the spirit wine slowly, but the Monkey King became more and more excited.

Just one roar was heard, and then the cries of monkeys could be heard outside. The sound spread farther and farther, until it was a hundred miles away.

A quarter of an hour later, monkeys came one after another.

The fluctuations of spiritual energy ranged from the acquired to the fifth or sixth level of Qi refining, and it became quiet instantly after entering the cave.

The Monkey King waved his hand, and the monkey monsters in the Qi Refining Stage ran inside and took out some wine to drink.

Soon, the demon monkey came out, accompanied by more than ten jars of wine.

Even Chen Yu wanted to see how many things could be hidden in the cave behind the rock.

He also noticed that this batch of fruit wine was far less valuable than the previous ones.

Most of them are first-grade low-quality spiritual fruits, and some are even mixed with some ordinary wild fruits.

However, these monkeys are generally not very strong, and some of them get drunk after just one sip.

An hour later, more than half of the thousands of monkeys, big and small, had fallen. The palace-sized cave seemed a little cramped at this moment.

Unlike other kinds of monsters, the monkey monster does not have many precious materials on its body.

Moreover, there are dozens of Qi-refining monsters, and ordinary immortal cultivation families cannot put together such a lineup.

The immortal sects look down on them, and the immortal cultivation families dare not offend them, so they are able to thrive on the island.

He suspected that if Wang Chonglin found this place, he would probably come here to drink for free every day.

At this moment, the Monkey King, who was at the eighth level of Qi Refining, began to lose his strength and his body became shaky.

Chen Yu also took this opportunity to pretend to be drunk, but his consciousness returned to his true self in an instant.

Leaving the formation to maintain basic functions will not make people think that the spirit puppet died suddenly.