I, Suiren, will teach Ziyi how to make stockings.

In Ye Chongren's opinion, Zhen Yuanzi didn't dare to pursue Hou Tu because he was afraid of the power of the Wu Clan. At this time, with Ye Chongren's help, Zhen Yuanzi naturally became bolder.

"Fellow Daoist Sui, I can allow you to pursue me, but shouldn't you satisfy your craving for wine first?" Before Zhen Yuanzi could answer, the voice of Xuanming Zuwu came out.

"Ahem...everyone, long time no see." Looking in the direction of the voice, Ye Chongren shuddered, feeling incredibly awkward. Because, aside from Ancestral Shaman Dijiang and Ancestral Shaman Zhu Jiuyin, all the other Ancestral Shamans had arrived.

Fortunately, Honghuang had no shoes to wear, otherwise Ye Chongren could have used his toes to dig out a three-bedroom apartment from his shoes.

"Friend Sui, we agree on your relationship with Xuanming."

"Yes, we all agree. As long as Xuanming likes us, we are family."

"Friend Sui, since we are one of us, shouldn't we have some wine? We haven't been able to smell the alcohol during the time you've been shut down."

"By the way, didn't Zhu Jiuyin exchange a drop of his blood for 60 jars of wine for you? Let's do the same."

"Yes, yes, yes. I guarantee it will be the same as Zhu Jiuyin's. It will be sealed within you. Every time you burst forth with power, you can refine a little bit of it."

"..."

In order to get some wine, the ancient witches went all out and surrounded Ye Chongren to ask for it.

They were worried that Ye Chongren would not agree, so they directly drew out a drop of essence and blood, sealed it in Ye Chongren's body one by one, and then looked at Ye Chongren eagerly, waiting for him to give them wine.

"Hey, the ancestor witch Zhu Jiuyin doesn't follow the rules. You got 60 jars of wine by yourself, why do you hide them and publicize them?" Ye Chongren complained while taking out the wine, like a nagging woman.

Only Zhen Yuanzi was standing by, and Ye Chongren's mood was unpredictable, and he felt like he was about to get internal injuries.

Zhen Yuanzi has always been by Ye Chongren's side. He knows very well the value of wine. Wouldn't Ye Chongren feel guilty about exchanging such an ordinary thing for the ancestor witch's blood?

The most hateful thing is that Ye Chongren actually pretended to be very aggrieved. He made such a huge profit, but Ye Chongren was not aggrieved at all.

Zhen Yuanzi can be sure that if Ye Chongren is given some time, he will definitely be able to achieve Daluo in the flesh.

"Hahaha, it wasn't Zhu Jiuyin who told us that, but we saw it ourselves."

"Friend Sui, don't be angry. Next time you need something, just shout. We owe you a favor."

"By the way, it seems that you humans can use innate magic weapons... There are quite a few piled up in Pangu Palace. Go take a look later and take whatever you find useful."

"Right, right, right. We Wu people don't have Yuanshen, so we can't use magic weapons. Go and have a look later. If you see something you like, just take it away."

……

Seeing Ye Chongren's face full of pain, the group of Ju Mang Zu Wu felt that they had bullied Ye Chongren a bit and decided to compensate him.

The witch clan cannot use magic weapons, but there are many magic weapons in Pangu Temple, which are just thrown in the corner.

When the Twelve Witch Tribes were born, Zhou Shan had quite a few magic weapons. They thought they were useful and collected a lot of them. When they found out they couldn't be used, they just threw them on the ground to gather dust.

Just right for Ye Chongren.

"Thank you for your kindness, all the ancestor witches. For this kind of thing, I'd better ask Brother Dijiang for his opinion... If that doesn't work, I can use all my strength to brew fine wine and then exchange it for the wine. How about that?" After the ancestor witches said this, it was Ye Chongren's turn to feel embarrassed.

If you tell others that you exchange wine for an innate spiritual treasure, they will be scared to death.

"That's right, we should ask big brother for his opinion!

"Friend Sui, go make some wine quickly. We'll go ask Big Brother for his opinion... Big Brother hasn't had a drink in a while, so I'll send him twenty jars." For the Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang, the Ancestral Witch Hou Tu was like a small cotton-padded jacket; he was always thinking of her.

For this reason, Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches, has the best influence over Di Jiang, the ancestor of witches.

After all, Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches, is the group's favorite, and everyone has to give in to her.

"Yanzi, Youchao, Ziyi and Ou Yezi come to see me!" After Hou Tu and his group of ancestors of witches left, Ye Chongren immediately asked Ziyi and his group to come to see him.

During the years that Ye Chongren was in seclusion, the harvest of Fire Spirit Millet, Golden Jade Wheat, Water Millet, Native Oil Millet, and Wood Marrow Bean must have been quite a lot, but the city still maintained a hunger marketing strategy. Ye Chongren decided to change the status quo.