A Zhihaitang is a small force composed of idle refining demons, and it is known from Hongwu's mouth that Zhihaitang has existed for more than 20 years, and there are about 150 people in the hall today.

Zhang Fang's joining Zhihaitang was just a trivial matter, but it had a great effect on boosting Zhihaitang's morale, so the hall master Ma Enjiu also paid special attention to him.

However, after all, his strength was not enough for Ma Enjiu to meet him personally, so the process for him to join Zhihaitang was handled by Hong Wu.

The form of joining Zhihaitang is very simple, it is nothing more than to find out some of his background, record his basic personal information, and issue an identity tag.

Zhang Fang held this wooden plaque made of pine wood, engraved with the words Zhihaitang on one side and his name on the other.

"That's it!" Zhang Fang was a little speechless, it seems that this Zhihaitang is really short of people to the point of starvation.

It can be said that anyone who is a latent god refining demon can join Zhihaitang, and this kind of food is really ugly.

Hong Wu patted Zhang Fang on the shoulder, after all, Zhang Fang was personally accepted into Zhihai Hall, and he was also a member of his green wolf group in the future: "Brother Zhang, since you first entered my Zhihai Hall, you have no merits, you can only start from ordinary people!"

Zhang Fang's face was calm, and he looked at Hong Wu, who was full of stubble: "It's already a great honor for Brother Hong to appreciate my little brother." ”

He couldn't help sneering in his heart, this Zhihaitang was nothing special, it was nothing more than a small post station in his life, and he would soon give it up.

Hongwu laughed three times, patted his chest and looked at Zhang Fang: "Don't worry, as long as you can make certain merits in the future, I, Hongwu, promise to recommend you to the hall master." ”

"Then I'll thank Brother Hong first!" Zhang Fang squinted slightly, now that the situation in the Netherworld is unclear, he can only hide in Zhihaitang for the time being, and then seek an opportunity to plot.

Hong Wu nodded and beckoned his subordinates to come over: "Brother Zhang Fang joined our green wolf group today, this is the blessing of my green wolf group, do you say yes!"

"Big brother's words are extremely true!" The younger brothers nodded yes, the green wolf group was at the bottom of Zhihaitang's strength, so they were all very happy that Zhang Fang could join.

Hong Wu looked at these brothers who had followed him for many years and said, "Then in order to welcome Brother Zhang to join my Blue Wolf Group, I will go to the Miracle Tavern to drink today!"

Everyone praised in unison: "Big brother is wise!"

Zhang Fang looked at the people in the Blue Wolf Group, these people were all patternless demon refining demons, and they were currently in the process of accumulating demon power.

The strength of the Patternless Demon Refining fluctuates, and the strength cannot be determined simply by the thickness of the demonic power, but by the experience of fighting and the secret method to win.

But... The Patternless Demon Refining Divine Soul is relatively weak, and it is not enough to mobilize the demonic power in the body to exert a strong power, so it relies on physical fitness.

High physical fitness, high experience and fighting skills can kill the enemy, and the randomness is very high, which is quite similar to a martial artist.

Zhang Fang's public strength in Zhihaitang is the late stage of no pattern, that is, the accumulation of demonic power to the point of the late stage, and it is about to reach the state of condensing human patterns.

Demon refining in the late stage of the unpatterned is very common in Zhihai Hall, and among the more than 30 people in the green wolf group, except for the Hongwu human pattern and the strength of individual unveined mid-stage strength, the rest are the strength of the late stage of the unveined stage.

Even a considerable number of people have met the conditions for condensing human patterns, but few people have the courage to try to condense blood patterns, because this move is too risky.

Zhang Fang spent a month and a half condensing the blood pattern, and if it weren't for the martial arts will of his Guiyuan Grandmaster, which was far beyond ordinary people, he would never have succeeded in condensing.

There must be no mistakes in the process of condensing blood lines, otherwise all the previous efforts will be wasted.

It would be countless times more difficult to condense the blood streak again, and unless the will was strong enough, it was almost impossible to succeed, and it was difficult to paint a great content on the defiled white paper.

In the dust realm, such as Wei Xian and others are the demon refining demons who failed to condense the blood pattern, they are forced to break through with their strength, so they sell themselves to the court and leave the netherworld.

However, once the demon refining condenses the blood pattern, the oppressive power will be revealed, and this power is enough to easily defeat the unpatterned demon refining.

Zhang Fang is now in the human pattern, since the condensation of the human pattern, his spirit has become stronger every moment, and his will has also been tempered to be tough and strong.

Moreover, the human pattern can transform the matter and energy between heaven and earth, although it is currently too low-level and can only devour a small number of energy particles, but it is indeed continuing to produce demonic power.

This phenomenon is not obvious in the dust world, but in the netherworld, it has changed greatly, since stepping into the land of the netherworld, in just a few hours, he has accumulated a lot of demonic power.

Although these demonic powers are not as good as the demonic powers accumulated before, they also have one-tenth of the reserves, and they are still growing steadily.

Zhihai Hall, Shuanghu Hall, and Guangzhai Society are the three major forces in Tongming Lane, and Tongming Lane is inhabited by many idle demon refiners, and even more of them are bloodlines below the hidden god.

In the Netherworld, below the hidden gods are the weak, the people at the bottom, and the largest group of people in the Netherworld.

Qingshui City is extremely large, with two million people living there, of which more than eighty percent are below the hidden gods, and they are absolutely weak in the Netherworld.

Although the subterranean gods can stay in the dust world, the price of returning to the dust world from the netherworld is high, and it is not something that ordinary people can bear.

It is their misfortune to be born in the netherworld, but heaven and earth are inherently merciless.

Zhang Fang dug a hole in the room arranged by Hongwu, put the Rakshasa card and other objects into a large wooden box, and then buried them in the hole together.

After some careful handling, except for himself, it was difficult for outsiders to notice, so he left the house and went to drink with Hongwu and others.

Tongming Lane, Miracle Tavern.

Because the tavern owner's surname is Qi, the tavern is called Qi Ji Tavern, and then it was simply renamed Miracle, which is also easy to remember.

The Miracle Tavern is an old signboard in Tongming Lane, and the owner Qi Lao looks like he is in his sixties, and his beard has turned white.

Usually, many people come here to drink, but whether it is Zhihaitang, the Double Tiger Club or the Guangzhai Club under the command of the Sun family, they dare not make trouble here.

The tavern is built on two floors, and the interior is simple but clean, and the key is that the drinks are good.

These wines are all sold from the Dust Realm, which is a scarce commodity in the Netherworld, and cannot be bought and sold with silver money from the Dust Realm.

The currency of the Netherworld is a knife, an inch-long blade made of bronze, in which there is the breath of the will of the ghost lord, and that breath cannot be faked.

Zhang Fang and Hong Wu were sitting at a table when Hong Wu was beckoning his men and warning them not to break the rules of the Miracle Tavern.

"Brother Zhang, the one sitting on the chair drinking tea over there is Qi Lao, his old man is the most unoffending character in Tongming Lane. ”

Hong Wu drank the wine in the bowl and introduced the identity of Qi Lao to Zhang Fang, so that Zhang Fang would not offend Qi Lao.

Zhang Fang looked at the old man in the distance, his seemingly old and weak body was full of vigorous vitality, and he could see the extraordinary temperament of Qi Lao's body that was naturally integrated with heaven and earth.

"Don't look at Qi Lao's age, there was once someone who didn't know how to anger him, and he immediately stripped off his clothes and threw him out of the stairs, if it weren't for his old man's dislike of seeing blood in the tavern, that person would have died here. ”

Hong Wu stated the deeds of Qi Lao, and his words were full of respect, Qi Lao was not unable to hear their conversation, but he just didn't hear it.

Zhang Fang nodded slightly and drank slowly.

"Good wine!"

Although this wine comes from the earthly world, it has a special thing added to it, which makes the wine unusually mellow and has the effect of strengthening the body.

Soon everyone drank enough wine and got up to leave the tavern, at this time, Qi Lao, who was drinking tea, suddenly looked at Zhang Fang's back and showed a faint smile.

"Good boy, the innate true qi is contained but not released, and the momentum is dormant with the spirit snake, as long as there is a slight chance, Jackie Chan is in the sky!"

Qi Lao gently touched the beard on his chin, squinted at Zhang Fang and walked downstairs, and muttered in a low voice: "Guiyuan, Guiyuan!"