Chapter 48 (2/2)
Master Xi Yingxian said it in detail. Master Xi Pingxian understood it and couldn't help nodding. Martial uncle is worthy of being a martial uncle. He is right in everything he says.
And Qingyang, the narrator, was surprised to hear it. At this time, Qingyang realized how lucky he and his master were to survive. The purple backed alcoholic bee is not talking about the queen bee among the bees. The queen bee's strength is no worse than that of Xiping and Xining. They are not Jianghu people who can deal with it at all.
If the lid of the wine gourd had not been shaken open, the seven bees would have been sucked into the wine gourd. I'm afraid another ten pine cranes would have been given away.
Is the purple backed alcoholic bee really so powerful? If you can figure out what's going on with the wine gourd and then control the queen bee sucked in, don't you have a powerful helper? But he just thinks about it casually. How can such a good thing fall on you?
At this time, master Xiping suddenly remembered something and asked, ”martial uncle, can the honey of this alcoholic bee really increase cultivation?”
Master Xi Yingxian said, ”of course, but the quality of honey also has something to do with the level of spirit insects and the nectar he collects. If the purple back alcoholic bee collects the nectar of spirit flowers, the honey brewed is really good. As for the ordinary honey brewed by this ordinary alcoholic bee, it is a little useful for the disciples of the pulse opening realm. It is better than nothing for your Qi refining period.”
After listening to Uncle Shi's words, Xi Pingxian suddenly turned around and said to Hu Zhentai, ”honestly, where's the honey in the honeycomb?”
Tiger Zhentai was surprised. Did immortal masters find out that they were stealing honey? But at this time, he couldn't admit it. He had to harden his head and say, ”immortal, when we found the honeycomb, there was no honey in it.”
The Xi Pingxian master was immediately angry. Suddenly, his momentum was released and he shouted, ”how can there be no honey in the honeycomb? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?”
Tiger Zhentai was the first to bear the brunt. How could he, an ordinary man, be able to withstand the momentum of the immortal master during the Qi refining period? Suddenly his legs were soft and paralyzed on the ground, trembling and speechless. Others were no better than Hu Zhentai. Frightened by the momentum of Xiping immortal master, they fell to the ground one after another.
Tiger Zhentai was in a cold sweat and almost collapsed. At this time, master Xi Yingxian waved his hand and said, ”Xiping, forget it. The honey of ordinary alcoholic bees is of no great use to us friars. It doesn't matter whether they have it or not. These people entered the secret place and were born and died for us. That honey should be a reward to them.”
When martial uncle interceded, master Xi Pingxian accepted his momentum and said, ”martial uncle, you are too kind-hearted. These people are old people who mix the Jianghu and don't give them strong deterrence. Who knows if these people will take chances and deceive us?”
Master Xi Yingxian said, ”we have gained a lot in this matter. The honeycomb itself is a very good spirit object. At least we can sell hundreds of spirit stones, and there are four bee pupae in it. Go back and have a try. Maybe we can raise real alcoholic bees.”