I Have a Monster Farm

Convenience Store No. 444 After the battle, the entire Binhai, including several surrounding cities, became quiet, as if it was the calm before the storm.

People in the underworld almost never leave the gate of hell again, leaving the matter of receiving the souls of the dead to the mechanical spirits of the dead.

But everyone knows that this is only a short-lived peace.

On the second day after Zhang Ziyu distributed the equipment, all the fighters in the inner world had gathered.

There are a lot of dead machine spirits, and they have been produced continuously during this period. Although there are also battle losses, there are now more than ten thousand.

The power in the middle, as well as Anubis, Seth, and Zhao officials, are also considered strong.

"Let's go."

When Zhang Ziyu saw that all the troops were ready, he swiped in front of everyone, and a portal of hundreds of meters appeared in front of them.

After stepping through the portal and stepping directly into the underworld, the place where you go for eight hundred miles is covered with crimson mandosahua, also known as the other shore flower.

This is Huangquan. Thousands of years ago, the land of Huangquan was 800 miles of yellow sand, and there was nothing else except a Zhuangzi of Mrs. Meng.

The sky is gloomy, with no light, and the ground is boundless with yellow sand. When the wind blows, there will be endless dust and sand, which is full of desolation.

But now, the 800-mile Huangquan has become a 800-mile sea of ​​flowers, bright red and beautiful, like blood and weeping.

Mandosahua, the flowers bloom for a thousand years, and the flowers fall for a thousand years. When the flowers bloom, there are no leaves, and when the leaves grow, there are no flowers. There is nothing left to love.

"Zhao Li, you, why did you come to Huangquan, hurry up, people in the underworld are looking for you."

A handsome man ran quickly to Zhao Li. He was wearing a simple white robe and carried a small pannier.

He came in front of Zhao Li, disregarding the others, and immediately sounded a reminder.

Zhao Li smiled and said, "Changsheng, are you still there?"

His name is Changsheng, he was transformed by the six souls of the last Meng Po Sanqi, and he is also Sanqi's sweetheart.

More than a thousand years ago, Meng Po's lineage still existed, and in the eight hundred miles of Huangquan, Meng Po soup was brewed and a part of reincarnation was controlled.

However, Meng Po's lineage was plotted by the traitor Chen Shi. In order to live a happy life, this scumbag not only abandoned Sanqi's mother, who was the previous Meng Po, Meng Qi, but also stole the identity of his own daughter Sanqi. A ray of soul.

Later, six hundred years had passed in the human world, and Chen Shi was approaching the end of his life, so he began to calculate the book of life and death, and wanted to have his name removed.

He used his soul to transform into immortality, and plunged into the eight hundred miles of Huangquan.

Longevity and Sanqi are one, and they fell in love naturally. On the day of marriage, the deception was completed, and Chen Shi led people into Huangquan to seize the Yin scroll.

In a big battle, everything was torn apart.

It's just that Changsheng and Sanqi couldn't fall in love with each other, and Sanqi traded his life for Changsheng's innocence.

Changsheng never forgets Sanqi, and waits for countless years in this eight hundred miles of Huangquan, just for Sanqi to enter reincarnation and see her again.

There are no living beings in Huangquan, and the mandosa flowers in the eight hundred miles are all planted by Changsheng himself.

Seeing Zhao Li's unhurried appearance, Chang Sheng felt anxious, he said: "Zhao Li, your matter is much more serious than mine, hurry up and leave."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen, but you."

Zhao Li subconsciously glanced at Zhang Ziyu, and said in a deep voice, "Leave the underworld and go to the world to find her."

"Can't find it."

Chang Sheng and Zhao Li looked at Zhang Ziyu with a look of astonishment on their faces, Chang Sheng looked anxious: "Why?!"

"You needed Chen Shi as a puppet to maintain your vitality with only a wisp of soul. How could you enter reincarnation with only a wisp of soul left in Sanqi?"

With Zhang Ziyu's words to the point, Zhao Li and Chang Sheng lost their minds as if struck by lightning.

Zhao Li killed Sanqi’s mother, Meng Qi, and felt ashamed of Sanqi. He regarded Sanqi as his niece, and loved Sanqi to the extreme. Thirty-seven.

There was a glimmer of hope in their hearts, that Sanqi would come back, but now this glimmer of hope was completely crushed.

"It's me, it's all me!"

Changsheng's eyes were red, and Sanqi gave him the five souls of his body. It was for this reason that Sanqi could not enter reincarnation.

Zhang Ziyu shook his head and chuckled, "Don't worry."

He walked to the middle of the mandosahua, in front of the ruined Mengpo Village, where the mandosahua bloomed even more beautifully.

"You have waited for her for a thousand years in the yellow sand of eight hundred miles, but you don't know that she has been here with you for a thousand years as well."

The scepter of death appeared in his hand, and with a light tap, it was the most unobtrusive mandosahua in the ruins.

The soul factors condensed like fireflies all over the sky, and a beautiful female figure appeared indistinctly.

"three seven"

Zhao Li and Chang Sheng both exclaimed in surprise, and rushed over quickly, Chang Sheng stretched out his hand to touch Sanqi, but his hand passed through and couldn't touch it at all.

Sanqi's eyes were tightly closed, she seemed to be smiling, but she was clearly expressionless and hadn't woken up yet.

"thump"

Changsheng was taken aback for a moment, then immediately reacted and knelt down in front of Zhang Ziyu.

"I beg you to save her."

"Not urgent"

Zhang Ziyu said these two words again, and then waved his hand to make Changsheng up.

For a thousand years, that wisp of sanchi's soul has not entered reincarnation at all, but has dissipated and wandered in the eight hundred miles of yellow springs.

Until Changsheng was not hunted down by the underworld, he set foot on this land again and shed his tears in Meng Pozhuang.

Under the yellow sand, the essence was gradually attracted, and then a mandosa flower was born, and only this one was not planted by longevity.

"Babaili Mandosahua is very beautiful, but it may be destroyed in a while, so I will give you a compensation, condensing the three-seven essence, this is one of them."

I have come to the underworld to block the door, the war is about to start, there will be smoke everywhere, it is a pity that this sea of ​​flowers is destroyed.

"There is one more thing. I want Po Meng's original source of blood, and I want you to reincarnate. As a deal, I will resurrect Sanqi and provide shelter for you two."

After Zhang Ziyu finished speaking, he looked at Changsheng. This was what he really wanted to trade.

In this world, Meng Po's lineage is very strange, neither demon nor human nor ghost, but the partial birth has a great relationship with reincarnation, and it is also a strange thing, presumably it has something to do with reincarnation.

This should be a major decision, but Chang Sheng didn't hesitate at all, and nodded in agreement.

"Please save Sanqi, my lord."

"make a deal."

Zhang Ziyu tapped the death scepter, and at the same time took out a ball of golden yellow soil in the monster ranch, exuding a faint light and full of vitality.

Kunlun breath soil, the material dropped from the celestial beings and the ancient primitive people, is also the main material used by the Queen Mother of the West in ancient times to make the celestial beings and the ancient primitive people.

"Metagenesis"

Zhang Ziyu used the scepter of death a little, and used the original power of reincarnation in his body and the reincarnation technique of the Emei School.

Sanchi's soul is constantly condensing, and strands of meridians and flesh and blood gradually emerge out of thin air, and the physical body is also rapidly reappearing.

The five couldn't breathe, and Sanqi had reappeared in front of them.

There is only a ray of essence left, and Zhang Ziyu left a seed with the source of reincarnation, which will gradually be completed in the future, and Changsheng will be completely independent.

Sanqi slowly opened his eyes, with light in them, and a bright smile on his face.

"Changsheng, I'm back."

"Zhao Li, how are you doing?"

Changsheng hugged Sanqi, and couldn't hold back the tears anymore: "I miss you so much."

Zhang Ziyu took a step back, came to Zhao Li's side, and patted his shoulder: "Wipe any tears secretly, just cry."

"I'll sue you for slander, Huangquan is very windy, what's wrong with sand getting into your eyes?"

Zhao Li had a strong face, but his eyes were a little red.

"Old Zhao, is there someone who went to touch the underworld?"

"Alright, I'm going right now."