Just when Zhou Yang was about to start and leave after defeating the Monkey King and venting his inner depression, the monkey head let out a soft snort, pointed in one direction, and squeaked eagerly at Zhou Yang.

Following its guidance, Zhou Yang saw the monkey head stretch its paws towards the entrance of the cave.

"Is it inviting me to enter this cave?"

Some demon beasts will become obedient and more loyal than human martial cultivators if they are conquered in battle.

The Demon Beast World is a powerful world that believes in the supremacy of strength.

The winner takes all!

They only worship this supreme truth, and with their nascent wisdom, they cannot have so many emotions and calculations as human beings. Therefore, although the demon beasts are ferocious, as long as their strength surpasses them, they are also easy to get along with.

Zhou Yang looked at the cave mansion that had left him with too many complicated emotions, looked at the expression of the Monkey King scratching his ears and cheeks, and said secretly in his heart: "Is there any secret in this?" Hmph, just enter, could it be that I, a fourth-level Terran cultivator of Qi refining, would be afraid of a first-order demon beast that had just been born with spiritual intelligence!"

Boldness of execution stems from superb skill!

Zhou Yang is not afraid of the Monkey King's deception, and he wants to follow the Monkey King to see what tricks he has. He followed the Monkey King and walked to the cave once again that was full of charm, giving him too many emotions and the most wonderful memories of his life.

As soon as he walked into the cave, the monkey king wrinkled his nose and sniffed vigorously, and Orr let out a scream of excitement, jumping up and down, excited.

Zhou Yang took a breath, smelling the blushing aura that shrouded in the space, and his heart beat faster.

The breath that had not yet been fully emanated in the air was very familiar, and it made the yang energy rise and be excited.

He viciously kicked the Monkey King who was jumping up and down on his head, making the Monkey King's face full of grievances, and he didn't know what caused this martial cultivator's mood to change drastically.

However, seeing the expression on Zhou Yang's face, the Monkey King still forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, took a deep sniff of the pink breath lingering in the air, didn't dare to rub it any longer, and hurriedly ran to the depths of the cave.

In the depths of the cave, the Monkey King tinkered for a while before holding a large stone altar and staggering over.

The stone altar is half a person tall and huge.

The stone altar is like a heavy shape, and the monkey king arches his body, making the monkey's head, which is not tall in itself, even thinner, almost covered by the stone altar.

The Monkey King's funny appearance successfully diverted Zhou Yang's thoughts. He looked at the very hard-working Monkey King and let out a hearty laugh, and all the depression that had just happened was completely wiped out in this hearty laughter.

"Squeak, squeak!"

The Monkey King placed the stone altar in front of Zhou Yang, his face was slightly red, and he pointed to the altar with a little reluctance, and let out an excited scream at Zhou Yang.

"What is this?"

Zhou Yang looked at the huge stone altar, and a rich, intoxicating aroma of wine rushed to his face.

"Monkey wine!"

When the Monkey King heard Zhou Yang's surprised voice, he let out an excited scream, turned a somersault, and was happy as if offering treasures.

Its actions caused a group of ordinary monkeys to also harmonize in unison, chattering endlessly.

After jumping for a while, the Monkey King took out a gourd out of nowhere, picked up the stone altar with his hands and feet, poured an urn of wine into the gourd, and respectfully handed it to Zhou Yang.

Looking at the wine gourd handed over by the Monkey King, Zhou Yang pointed to his nose with a surprised expression, until the Monkey King nodded affirmatively before taking it.

Monkey wine is a good wine that many martial artists dream of.

Monkey good wine!

Moreover, they are physically flexible, like to climb mountains and wade into danger, and have a natural ability to find all kinds of exotic fruits.

This has led to some monkeys becoming natural brewmasters.

Monkey wine is generally made from the wonders of heaven and earth, which has the effect of improving the cultivation of martial artists, and has some special functions.

This, if it falls into the hands of some well-intentioned people, I don't know what kind of price it will cost.

Zhou Yang took the monkey wine, and under the gaze of the monkey king, he held the wine gourd and poured it beautifully.

"Squeak, squeak!"

The monkey king saw Zhou Yang gulping desperately, and hurriedly pulled his arm, shaking desperately, as if to stop his recklessness.

But smelling this mouth-watering fragrance, Zhou Yang couldn't bear it, and poured several mouthfuls in one breath, only then did he find that something was wrong.

Rumble!

The monkey drank his stomach, and a sound sounded in his head, and when the thick aroma of wine just went down his throat and into his stomach, it emitted a burst of spiritual power.

That spiritual power was extremely rich, and it continued to boil along Zhou Yang's meridians.

After this spiritual power reached the dantian, it did not stop, and half of the spiritual power combined with the true element in the core of the dantian, and completely became his own true element.

Just this half of the spiritual power has already made Zhou Yang feel the great progress of the true yuan, and the realm has improved a lot.

And the other half of the spiritual power, even more powerful, followed Zhou Yang's body into his body tissue, flowed into his **, and advanced in his ** strongly.

"Ahh

Zhou Yang let out a loud roar, feeling the power that was constantly improving him, and he had some urge to vent his life.

Red eyes looked at this group of squeaky monkey heads, this kind of strength, he really couldn't afford the passion to fight, even the monkey king, who was listed as a first-order demon beast, was not his opponent, let alone them.

Something had to be done.

Zhou Yang got up in a daze, several double images appeared in his eyes, he shook his head, walked to the depths of the cave, looked at the inner wall of the cave that was gradually widening, he suddenly let out a long roar, and he started a set of nondescript boxing techniques by himself.

As if he had long known that Zhou Yang would be the monkey king in this state, he squeaked, took out another stone bowl, poured a large bowl of wine in the jar, looked at the group of monkeys, and waved at them.

This group of monkeys had already looked at the wine jar with their eyes, and when they saw the monkey king beckoning, they all rushed out of the cave, and in just a few breaths, each took some utensils and hurried over. These vessels have stone bowls, stone cups, wooden nests, leaves, and so on.

In the same way, each monkey filled half of his big bowl with water, walked up to the monkey king one by one, stretched out his utensils, and watched the monkey king pour a small sip of monkey wine in each bowl of clear water, and then sat down excitedly, closed his eyes, and took a sip of it.

In the end, the Monkey King himself swept the wine jar, and seemed to be dissatisfied with the amount of wine, it looked at Zhou Yang, who was getting stronger and stronger, grabbed a stone bowl, and poured most of the bowl of monkey wine.

"Goo dong goo dong", the monkey king poured down violently.

Gradually......

The Monkey King's face was as red as red, and his fur was shiny, as if the injuries he had suffered just now and the physical strength he had lost in the battle just now had all recovered.

Its drunken eyes were hazy, watching the monkeys all sitting quietly in the cave, silently experiencing the pleasure of improving their strength, just like a king, looking down on all the courtiers, domineering and full of momentum.

Looking at Zhou Yang's fist shadow in a blink of an eye, it remembered Zhou Yang's madness just now, and couldn't help but shudder and sober up a little.

However, this sobriety lasted only a few breaths, and his aggressive nature overcame his fear, and he was excited again.

After being excited, the Monkey King walked towards the fist shadow that was becoming more and more imposing and more formed.