Wu alchemy body

Chapter 1217 Monkey Wine

Sun Yi murmured, he naturally understood that it was Venerable Xuanming who made the move, and he was the only one with the strength to intimidate everyone with just coercion.

At this time, the faces of this group of arrogant people have changed drastically, and they have kicked the iron plate. These two people are not easy.

And the price is their lives.

Sun Yi held each hand one by one, and they were restrained without the slightest resistance, just like a watermelon whose head was smashed by Sun Yi, and they fell down one by one.

Soon, only the leader was left. Despair, fear and regret flooded his face, and he looked at the approaching Sun Yi in horror.

Until this moment, he didn't know the consequences of having his sperm on his brain. If he had known, they would definitely not have done it, but it was too late to regret it now.

"Let me go, I am willing to be your slave!" the man yelled, just for a chance.

Sun Yi took out a spear and threw it forward. There was a sound of breaking through the air in an instant, and a rain of blood was sent out, nailing it to a big tree.

Not dead yet, his eyes widened.

Immediately, a sword was touched on his neck, and the Ghost Sword devoured his soul, faintly becoming stronger again.

"Grandpa Xuanming." Duanmu Miao looked up at the sky, and a figure was looking down at her.

They also encountered many dangers before, but Xuan Ming didn't take any action and let them deal with it by themselves.

But this time they dared to insult Duanmu Miao, and Venerable Xuanming was furious, wishing to cut them alive.

All his life, he was an old slave of Duanmu's family. His wife and children died in the early years, and they were saved by the Lord of Hell. Duanmu Miao was raised by him since he was a child, just like his granddaughter. Taboo.

It is no exaggeration to say that Venerable Xuanming could die for Duanmu Miao, this is a kind of affection for his granddaughter.

Sun Yi glanced at their corpses, took their stored treasures into his hands, and thought about it, it was really a group of treasure-giving boys, there were many ghost ginseng and treasures in them.

"There is a cute little monkey here." Duanmu Miao looked at the little macaque.

"Monsters of the Holy Emperor Realm." Sun Yi pointed a ray of light, opened the cage, released the little macaque, and said immediately: "Little monkey, you can go."

However, the little macaque didn't leave immediately. He looked at the two of them humanely, and said in a childish voice, "Thank you two benefactors. If you don't mind, I will go to the macaque tribe as a guest. Grandpa will definitely show you something that you will treasure." Monkey wine to entertain the two benefactors."

Having said that, the little macaque stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

"Monkey wine."

Sun Yi's eyes glowed. It was said in the Hell Scripture that there was a tribe of macaques in the Jiaming Mountains who could refine monkey wine.

This monkey wine is a treasure in hell, the more cherished it can help warriors to realize the Tao, only this macaque tribe can refine it, even if warriors from other places get the wine, they can't refine this monkey wine.

After thinking about it, I didn't have any clear purpose anyway, so I nodded and agreed to the little macaque.

The little macaque immediately jumped onto Sun Yi's shoulder, and it could feel that these two people were not bad people, but good people who saved him.

Along the way, the little macaque chatted with Sun Yi.

It turned out that the little macaque had sneaked out from the macaque tribe, but he was caught by those people. Fortunately, he was rescued by Sun Yi, otherwise it would have been a disaster.

And this period of time is also the day when the monkey wine is opened once every 1 years in the macaque tribe. Warriors in many places are coveting the monkey wine.

"The front of Engong is where my macaque tribe belongs." The little macaque pointed forward.

"Is that the macaque tribe?"

Sun Yi looked up, showing shock.

The tens of thousands of miles of macaque tribes, the scene is extremely shocking.

The left side is extremely dazzling, shrouded in golden light with dazzling white light, while the right side is completely dark, you can't see your fingers, and the middle is divided by a crooked dim light.

It is like a natural Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram.

"Grandpa, in the middle is the area where my macaque tribe lives."

The little macaque showed the way, and Sun Yi and Duanmu Miao walked up the winding and rugged mountain road.

The polarized scene on both sides made Sun Yi feel a vast and huge aura, which was a little scary, and it was caused by the power of the two avenues.

Since it was the day of monkey wine, the macaque tribe was very lively, and many warriors from the Temple of the Underworld and the Beast God League went to the macaque tribe.

Soon, they came to the macaque tribe. In a dense mountain forest, they built a row of buildings, all of which were piled up with trees.

But at this moment, many warriors gathered outside the forest, and there were noisy quarrels.

"You are too greedy. The lion opened his mouth wide and wanted to take away [-]% of the accumulation of my macaque clan for thousands of years. This is impossible!"

An angry old macaque with a gray beard pointed at the group of people in front of him angrily. He was the patriarch of the macaque tribe and a powerful person at the peak of the Dao Emperor Realm.

"It's not bad to leave [-]% for you. Now our strong people need monkey wine to understand Taoism, which is scarce." Among these people, one of the Dao Emperor's peak powers said coldly, he is the Dao Emperor of the Taishan King faction. .

"That's right, war brings opportunities, we want your monkey wine."

The Dao Emperor of the Beast God League also spoke.

This time, there were no less than 50 people from the two parties, begging for monkey wine aggressively.

"Impossible, 10% at most, the little monkeys of our clan also need monkey wine to enlighten." A young macaque Dao Emperor shouted angrily: "And the quality of the ginseng this time is also too low, Use some [-]-year-old ginseng to fool us."

In the past, when the monkey wine was opened, both parties would come to ask for the monkey wine, usually asking for [-]% to [-]% of the price, and buying it with the ginseng in their hands.

The two parties are also in peace, and the macaque family also knows that only in this way can the macaque family be safely preserved.

But this time it was too much, and he directly ate 10% of the monkey wine. The more important ghost ginseng was a ghost ginseng that had been in the past for tens of millions of years, and it took tens of thousands of years of ghost ginseng to make up tens of millions of years.

There is a limit to the amount of monkey wine that can be brewed by the macaque tribe every ten thousand years. Their macaque tribe also needs monkey wine to enlighten the younger generations. Without monkey wine, the strong ones from other macaque tribes must be It will be less than half.

"If you talk nonsense, we'll grab it by force, and we won't be able to keep even [-]%. I don't think the only monkey master of your macaque clan will make a move."

"I heard that there are some precious monkey wines in your clan. Those monkey wines are the most powerful ones who have enlightened to Taoism. Why don't you take out those monkey wines too."

The warriors from both sides looked greedily at this group of macaques, and they decided to eat the macaque tribe.

In terms of the number of Taoist emperors, the macaque tribe is inferior to them. Although there is a monkey master, if the monkey master takes action, I am afraid that the two powerful forces will not spare this monkey master lightly.

Once a war is launched, the macaque clan will be defeated, and will be reduced to puppets for the two powerhouses to refine monkey wine in the future, so they dare not start a war.

In fact, if it weren't for the fear of the Monkey King, this macaque tribe would have ceased to exist long ago.

"You!" The macaque patriarch suddenly became very angry.

Every time the monkey wine is refined, there is only one jar that is most cherished, and it takes 1 years to accumulate a jar, which is used for the little monkeys in the clan when they are about to break through the realm.

This is simply the lifeblood of the macaque family.

"It seems that you macaques don't want to take out the monkey wine, so we have to grab it by force."

The people from both sides snorted coldly, and the tyrannical force engulfed the airflow, and a chilling mood enveloped the entire macaque tribe.

They don't need to kill this group of monkeys, they just need to hold back the strong and then forcibly plunder them.

(End of this chapter)