Becoming a god starting from the weasel

Zhu Dazhuang quickly offered an explanation.

"There are many wild beasts on this mountain. Although not many have been awakened, there are still quite a few on such a large mountain."

"Even common wild animals know the medicinal effects, so they eat it as soon as they see it, leaving very little behind."

"Especially in these outer mountains, humans occasionally venture in, but unless you go deep into the wild forest, you won't find many."

Speaking of which, Chen Yang couldn't help but think of the biggest difference between this life and his previous life.

That is to say, even wild animals know that herbs are valuable. Finding some medicinal materials wouldn't be a problem, but it would come with other issues...

Firstly, if one does not cultivate the plant oneself, even if one seeks out and consumes it, it may not have much effect. Ultimately, one's goal is still to cultivate the plant, and to irrigate it with the spiritual liquid to cause the medicine to mutate.

Moreover, the size of the pig is so large that it is impossible to collect them. Even if you do find them, most of them will probably be damaged and cannot be planted.

So Chen Yang decided to let it go, but just as he was about to say no, he thought of something.

It is also what he has been looking for in his recent incense-making process: sandalwood, which is also the source of the fragrance.

Although Chen Yang's nose is sensitive, it is certainly not as good as Zhu Dazhuang's.

Chen Yang then asked, "Could you help me find a few old sandalwood trees on this mountain?"

Chen Yang needs sandalwood to make incense. Now, he has collected some basic materials such as bamboo strips. As for the glue, peach gum can be found in Monkey Valley.

But this sandalwood had been a source of trouble for Chen Yang, and today it just so happens to solve the problem.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Dazhuang quickly nodded: "Of course! Don't worry, Brother Chen Yang, I'll bring you a few plants today."

As he spoke, Zhu Dazhuang stood up and exerted all his strength. Underneath his thick skin, blood vessels bulged out. Chen Yang couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. He was actually a muscular pig.

  

Chen Yang nodded. "Then I'll go up the mountain today and wait for your good news."

The incense that Niu Shan bought had long been used up. For the past two months, when there was plenty of incense, Chen Yang had been burning it every day.

But later, when the amount decreased, although there was some control, it simply couldn't hold up.

Having weathered the initial hardships, it's time to improve one's comfort level; lighting an incense stick isn't exactly a luxury.

"I have nothing to do today, so I'll just go out and look for peach gum."

Then Chen Yang and Zhu Dazhuang went out separately.

The cold poison is still in his meridians, and even if he wakes up, the little wild boar will have difficulty moving, so there is no concern for his safety.

Chen Yang slung his basket over his shoulder and decided to go and take a look at Monkey Valley.

Unlike his first search in Monkey Valley, Chen Yang still remembers the road even though several months have passed.

We climbed up the plain just before noon. The grass was much more lush than it had been in autumn. It was springtime, so that was to be expected.

Chen Yang spotted Monkey Valley at a glance and headed towards it with his basket on his back.

After crossing the stream in front of the valley, where the water level had clearly risen, we were able to get a clear look at the situation at the entrance of Monkey Valley.

Monkey Valley was still the same as it had been months before, but the black fur that had run away when they first met was gone.

But as soon as Chen Yang entered the valley, he discovered something strange: a bunch of macaques were carrying bamboo tubes in their hands and piling them up under a big tree at the entrance of the valley.

Upon careful counting, there were already ten buckets, and the style of these bamboo tubes was extremely similar to the ones given to them by Black Hair, both being bamboo tubes covered with a large banana leaf.

Just as Chen Yang was wondering what these macaques were up to, an old monkey in the tree spotted him.

He hurriedly shouted to the monkey troop behind him. Although Chen Yang couldn't understand what the old monkey was shouting, he could tell that the old monkey had no hostility, but rather a joyful surprise.

Shortly after the old monkey's call, the entire forest stirred with joyful monkey calls.

Then a figure emerged from the forest, a figure much larger than that of an ordinary macaque.

Unlike the golden fur of other macaques, this macaque had a tuft of black fur on its head.

Chen Yang sensed something and noticed that the macaque also emitted spiritual energy, indicating that it possessed cultivation. The newcomer was none other than Black Hair.

Upon seeing Chen Yang, he quickly climbed down from the tree. "Sir, what brings you here? I was planning to come looking for you today."

As he spoke, Black Hair scratched his head and chuckled sheepishly.

Chen Yang was also a little surprised to hear this, and pointed to the bamboo tubes under the tree: "Why are all these bamboo tubes filled with monkey wine?"

Hearing Chen Yang's guess, Black Hair clapped happily.

"Sir, you are indeed a brilliant strategist. The snow melted faster than usual this year, so this batch of early wine was ready earlier as well."

"After I discovered that the wine was in good condition recently, I thought I would send some to you, sir, and it just so happened that I ran into you here."

Black Hair then quickly gave a command to the monkey troop behind him, and the macaques opened a bamboo tube and poured out wine.

Soon a little macaque came over with a bamboo leaf cup on its head, which contained monkey wine.

Black Hair then took it and respectfully handed it to Chen Yang: "Here, sir, please try it. How does it taste?"

Seeing the black fur's bright eyes, Chen Yang was also a little curious. Was there something different about this monkey wine?

Chen Yang took the monkey wine and drank it down in one gulp. At first, there was only a rich fruity aroma. This monkey wine was indeed more fragrant than the wine he had tasted in the autumn.

Chen Yang tasted only a slight hint of alcohol, followed by a fruity aroma.

However, it's more like a beverage with an alcoholic flavor than wine, but drinking it in the spring has a unique flavor.

Just as Chen Yang was thinking this, he tasted a strange herbal fragrance in the fruit wine.

As soon as the wine entered his throat, Chen Yang felt a burning sensation in his chest. However, it was not an uncomfortable burning sensation, but rather an extremely warm feeling. After drinking it, he experienced the same sensation as the copper-patterned amaranth.

Seeing Chen Yang's unusual expression, Black Hair grinned and said, "Sir, have you noticed anything different about this wine?"

Chen Yang nodded slightly. "It is indeed a rare wine."

Hearing Chen Yang's praise, Black Hair smiled even more happily and continued, "Sir, if you are satisfied with this fruit wine, please feel free to drink more. I will show you around now."

"Come on, sir, get on my back."

Then Black Hair turned his back to Chen Yang and leaned down slightly. After Chen Yang climbed up and grabbed him, Black Hair also climbed up the tree and led the monkey troop to leap and bound through the forest.

After walking for a while, they arrived at the foot of a cliff and pointed to a small hole on the cliff.

There was a thick log blocking the top of the cave, and Black Hair directed two large monkeys to move the log away.

Immediately, a fragrant aroma of wine wafted out of the cave, and Chen Yang felt his blood surge upon smelling it.

After Chen Yang began cultivating, he discovered that his body had undergone significant changes. Even the chives and ginger grown in the ground with spiritual liquid had little effect on him.

But why does this wine have such an effect?

Seeing Chen Yang's confusion, Hei Mao scooped a cup of wine into a leaf cup and handed it to Chen Yang to explain.

"Sir, this monkey wine is different from other wines; we've added some things to it."

As he spoke, Black Hair reached into the cave and rummaged around for a while before pulling out a small, bright red wooden umbrella.

Its surface has a lacquer-like sheen; what else could it be but Ganoderma lucidum?

But just as Chen Yang was watching, Black Hair said again, "However, sir, you must not drink too much. If you drink too much of this wine, you will easily get a headache, nosebleeds, and a burning sensation in your chest."

"There's an old monkey in the valley who drank himself to death."

"However, this wine is a good thing for us. I have clearly felt that my cultivation has been much faster these past few days, and those bamboo tubes are almost full of this wine."

Chen Yang took the Ganoderma lucidum from Hei Mao's hand and touched the underside of the umbrella-shaped leaves. There were no spores left, indicating that all the medicinal power had been infused into the monkey wine.

However, such an effect must be due to the drug being too potent.

Thinking of this, Chen Yang couldn't help but think of something. If he could adjust the medicinal power of this monkey wine, and then soak the red fruit and polygonatum in it when it matures next year, wouldn't the effect be even better?

"But just like medicine prescriptions, wine recipes should not be tried indiscriminately."

You can modify it based on the basics, but you can't mess around with it. Besides, Black Hair's wine can increase cultivation, but if you mess around with it, you don't know what the effect will be.

"We can take a look first," Chen Yang said to Blackie. "Blackie, take everything out of that cave. I want to see what you added."

Black Hair scratched his head, somewhat puzzled, but still directed his men to wash the thin pieces of wood and begin to rummage through them.

In no time, they had picked out many items and placed them on the banana leaves spread on the ground...