After the handover, the ink mirror was relieved, and without saying anything, he took out a vat of good wine brewed by himself, and pulled Chu Ziheng to sit down and drink and chat. Chu Ziheng shook the amber liquid in his hand, the wine was fragrant and clear, and he was a little overwhelmed with wine after just taking a sip, it was not that Chu Ziheng couldn't drink enough, how could the wine be too strong!

Chu Zi shook his head horizontally, and used his true yuan strength to dispel the drunkenness. The ink mirror looked in his eyes and said with a smile: "Brother, you have to be drunk and drunk! If you are not drunk, how can you know the true meaning of wine?"

Chu Ziheng was still savoring the mellowness of the mouth just now, and after careful discernment, he had already tasted the taste of several kinds of fruits, and couldn't help but be surprised, and asked: "Brother, what is the reputation of this wine? Compared with this, how different is the color of the goods I drank before from swill!"

This sycophant shot is just right, no traces, the ink mirror is a drunkard, someone can praise his proud work, so that he can't help but be a little fluttering, his face is happy, and he waved his hand again and again: "Eh! False praise, false praise! This wine is called monkey wine, but it is just an unintentional willow insertion, a clever hand!"

"Monkey wine!" Chu Ziheng was surprised and exclaimed, "Is there really such a fine wine in the world?!"

The ink mirror stroked his palm and smiled: "When I was training in my early years, I happened to meet a group of mountain monkeys, guess what?"

"What's wrong?" Chu Ziheng listened with itching.

"I found a wine pond full of wild fruits in a tree hollow! Haha, it tasted amazing! Then I stayed around there for a few months, learned the recipe, and tried to brew it myself, and although it didn't have that flavor, it was pretty much the same!"

"Okay, good, full of it!" Chu Ziheng asked Yu Ji to pour a full light for the ink mirror.

The ink mirror did not refuse, and he was already in a trance, while Chu Ziheng tasted it in small sips, and quietly used the true yuan to dissolve the strength of the wine. Chu Ziheng threw out a series of questions in a timely manner, some of which would even make people wonder if Chu Ziheng was a member of the Netherworld Sect after all, but the ink mirror was already dizzy, where to think about it.

During the conversation, Chu Ziheng had already come up with a lot of information that he wanted to know, and he also had a general understanding of the Netherworld Sect. There are dozens of disciples stationed in this rudder, and there are hundreds of rudders like this in the land of the Three Kingdoms and Hundred Sects, and there are hundreds of large and small, plus those in the headquarters, a total of more than 4,500 people.

Because the practice of cultivation is unusual, all the disciples like yin, like bats, day and night, living in the dark underground on weekdays, except for occasional purchases, basically stay in their respective stone caves to concentrate on cultivation.

Although the Netherworld Sect is regarded as an evil demon by people from the outside world, it is much better than other evil sects that use living people to refine medicine and absorb ** yuan at every turn. The only thing that makes people criticize is that the rudders of the Netherworld Sect have to go down the mountain every year to catch some mortals with good bones and come back to replenish fresh blood for the sect.

According to the ink mirror, there is also a set of strict screening systems in the Netherworld Sect, those who have not been condensed within a hundred years will be arrested by the headquarters, and those who have not been able to marry for six years will also be arrested, and none of these captured people have returned, and everyone is speculating whether these captured people have been integrated into the magic weapon of the Zhen Sect. Even some people who get away with it will disappear inexplicably.

But the inkmirror always felt that this matter was not as simple as it seemed, because he had overheard his master mention the word "meat shell" before.

The more mysterious things are, the more terrifying they are, and the screening system hangs over everyone's hearts like a thick haze, spurring all disciples to desperately become stronger, and unscrupulous means for cultivation, further deepening the estrangement between fellow disciples.

Chu Ziheng was silent for a long time, I am afraid that no one will believe such secret things, according to the words of the ink mirror, they are just a group of poor people who are struggling.

"Old... Brother, let's ... Drink another bowl!" Chu Ziheng was drunk, his cheeks were red, and his hand holding the pot-bellied bowl swayed and spilled a lot.

The inkglasses lying on the table swayed, muttering something that couldn't be heard clearly. Chu Ziheng asked several times, and after confirming that the ink mirror was drunk and unconscious, the flushing on his face quickly faded, and the drunkenness in his eyes was swept away.

He pulled Yu Ji up, and several dodged appeared in front of the door of the treasury, and took out a key and inserted it into the door. The mechanism turned, the door slowly opened, and a thick aura rushed to his face, and the scene in front of him made Chu Ziheng so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

"This..."Yu Ji's beautiful eyes rippled with surprise, she actually stepped into the middle stage of innate with ease under the watering of aura.

I don't know how many years this rudder has been in operation, and the treasury is so rich that Chu Ziheng is dwarfed. The aura in the treasury is so rich that it dissolves mist, there are several pieces of high-grade spirit stones alone, and there are hundreds of medium-grade spirit stones and more than 200,000 low-grade spirit stones, plus some other elixirs and minerals of immeasurable value, and the total value has reached an astonishing height.

"Haha! It's mine!"

"This is mine too! Don't rob me!"

Xiao Bai was already crazy, and couldn't wait to fly out of Chu Ziheng's arms, rubbing here and there, looking at it, drilling around in the mountains of spirit stones, his eyes were almost out.

Chu Ziheng said angrily and funny: "You be quiet, no one will rob you! Hurry up! You can move as much as you want!"

"Oh yes! Move away, don't leave any of them behind!" Xiao Bai looked at the treasures eagerly.

The two of them raced against time to put away the treasures scattered all over the ground, and within a few moments they emptied the entire treasury. Xiaobai's several Qiankun bags were full, and in order to fill as many as possible, he ate several bottles of pills on the spot, and shouted with a snake letter: "It's hot!"

Several young men sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the cave still closed their eyes and recuperated, and suddenly, their eyes opened almost at the same time, and they saw their new deacon coming with the deacon's wife.

A few people didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly got up and saluted: "I've seen Deacon Mu, I've seen Deacon's wife!"

"Hehe, don't be restrained, you have all worked hard!" Chu Ziheng patted a few people on the shoulder cordially, and said earnestly, "You are all the pillars of my Netherworld Sect, you must cultivate hard, and you must not live up to the cultivation of the sect for you!"

"Disciple understands!" Several people said in unison, all of them were so excited that they couldn't help themselves, and they were moved, because Chu Ziheng rewarded each of them with three lower grade spirit stones. After all, their monthly quota was only one low-grade spirit stone, and Chu Ziheng's generous move really made them feel like spring. How would they know that the wool is out of the sheep?

"Let's go out, you just stay here and watch carefully, don't let outsiders get in!" Before leaving, Chu Ziheng returned to a serious explanation.

Several people buried their heads even lower, and said yes again and again.

After arriving in the outside world, Chu Ziheng couldn't hold back his laughter anymore, Yu Ji's eyes narrowed into two good-looking crescents, and Xiaobai also leaned forward and backwards with a smile.

"Look, what is this?" Chu Ziheng mysteriously took out a map from his sleeve.

"What is this?"

"I just found it in the treasury, the Netherworld Sect's rudder scatter map. Chu Ziheng smiled.