I Have a Monster Farm

Zhang Ziyu and Huang Rong left Qingyun Gate together in the fire dragon.

Before leaving, Zhang Ziyu left something behind and gave it to the little girl Tian Linger.

He also had a whim, since he gave Zhang Xiaofan a set of inexplicable swordsmanship, he might as well give Tian Linger a set of Holy Spirit swordsmanship.

One set of pathetic swordsmanship, one set of sentimental swordsmanship, he really wants to see if his childhood sweetheart can succeed this time, if Zhang Xiaofan, an honest little brother, can beat Tian Fatty and Xiaobaicai away.

Although the holy spirit sword technique is precious, it is almost worth it seeing Fatty Tian's pained expression.

A thousand gold can't buy you happiness, and Juggernaut Dugu Jian and Miyamoto Xueling would also be happy to see this sword technique fall into the hands of a couple.

The fire dragon was very fast, and it didn't take long to leave the Qingyunmen's boundary after coming down from the Big Bamboo Peak.

"Brother Yu, where are we going now?"

The two stood side by side above the fire dragon, looking at the mountains and rivers passing by under the fire dragon. Compared with the era of the Republic of China, this place is more ancient, and the scenery also has a trace of ancient charm.

The intrusion of birds and beasts, as well as the appearance of gigantic beasts in the forest, all show this antiquity.

"How do you feel about the world?"

Zhang Ziyu didn't answer directly but asked with a smile.

Huang Rong tilted her head and thought for a while, and said, "The aura is more abundant and freer."

Huang Rong said that compared with the Republic of China, there is no warlord melee, and there is no fetters of teachers. Basically, Zhang Ziyu can do whatever he wants.

Zhang Ziyu said: "Then go to Kongsang Mountain to get some things first, and then we will build a monster manor here and settle down for a while, a long time."

This world is highly malleable, so it can naturally settle down.

Zhang Ziyu needs a place where he can freely display his ideas, even experiment, because he wants to explore the way forward.

It doesn't matter whether it is Maoshan Kungfu or Taiji Xuanqing Dao Kungfu, at most it can reach the realm of Hedao.

On the road of harmony, I don't know for the time being, Zhang Ziyu needs to explore, or find the answer from the heavens and the world.

Waiting for exploration is naturally feasible, but Zhang Ziyu's self-returning to the scriptures is also a path. Sometimes it is more appropriate to walk by himself, and the path will be more stable.

Throughout the ages, everyone has practiced according to the methods of their ancestors. It is nothing more than the lack of longevity and limited vitality, so they can only take a more convenient path.

On the road of cultivation, life is the limit, and the only people who can try and make mistakes are geniuses.

However, it is not so suitable for Zhang Ziyu, because he is not only talented, but also has a lifespan of more than 3,000 years in the stage of refining gods. It is conceivable that he can do a lot of things.

"OK."

Huang Rong's eyes were squinted like crescent moons, and she was smiling. As far as she was with Zhang Ziyu, she could do anything with her, and Monster Manor was not bad, it was her home here.

Kongsang Mountain is three thousand miles to the east of Qingyun Gate, and it is the residence of the Black Hearted Old Man's Blood Refining Hall eight hundred years ago.

Back then, the black-hearted old man was holding the Blood-devouring Orb, and with the help of Mrs. Jinling from the Hehuan Sect, the combined forces of the two factions almost unified the Demon Cult.

The black-hearted old man is unparalleled in power, and he occupied this station to compete with the world's righteous way for the number one position.

However, luck is not enough, there is still a person in the righteous way who holds the Tianya Divine Sword to defeat the black-hearted old man. Once the Blood Refining Hall was besieged by people, so that it was completely defeated until now, and Kongsang Mountain has also become barren.

Although it was rumored that the Blood Refining Hall was destroyed, the Dripping Blood Cave was not found, and many treasures of the Blood Refining Hall were still hidden inside.

For hundreds of years, many people have come here to look for treasure caves.

But no one gained anything, and some people who were weak and unlucky were killed by the vampire bats in the ancient cave of thousands of bats in Kongsang Mountain, and the number of people who came later gradually decreased.

Zhang Ziyu came here not for the Fabao Cave, but for the Necromancer Abyss in Kongsang Mountain.

Necromancer Abyss is connected to the Ruthless Sea, which is a vast and incomparably vast underground water area, the limit of which cannot be seen by ordinary people. There are many monsters and dead spirits, which is especially dangerous.

And in this ruthless sea, there is a new employee Zhang Ziyu wants to take in, the black water snake.

Zhang Ziyu's fire dragon came to the sky above Kongsang Mountain. It was a hundred miles away, and it was deserted. The dark soil and stones almost occupied the whole place, and the vegetation was sparse. In a few years, there might be no grass.

Driving the fire dragon down, the two turned over and got down. Huang Rong saw the desolation around her and said, "There is no life here, it's a bit desolate."

"Dripping Blood Cave used to raise a kind of bat. Although it wasn't a monster, it also had a trace of blood. It was twice as big as an ordinary bat. They fed on blood and hunted everywhere at night. barren."

While explaining, Zhang Ziyu led Huang Rong up the Kongsang Mountain. The fire dragon had already turned into a size of 30 centimeters and lay on Zhang Ziyu's shoulder.

The Wanbat Ancient Cave was on the mountain, so it was very obvious that Zhang Ziyu and Huang Rong frowned before they arrived at the ancient cave.

The Wanbat Ancient Cave is not clean. Thousands of bats live here. The smell of bat feces, food and even the residue of their corpses is not good.

With a thought in Zhang Ziyu's mind, the dragon and snake cover appeared on his body, and then he used the power of the dragon flame to burn directly into the cave.

The power of dragon flames is very extraordinary. Anything in the world that can resist dragon flames must be of extraordinary quality. The thousands of vampire bats and their excrement in the cave are not among them.

Soon the raging fire spread out, and under Zhang Ziyu's control, the bat feces on the ground were immediately ignited, and the flames burned the filth in the cave along the rock wall.

If it was an ordinary flame, then the burning would have already been billowing black smoke, and the smell would have been even worse. However, the power of the dragon flames burns too fast and is very intense, and it will be turned into ashes in an instant. How can there be time? Smoke slowly.

"squeak"

The flames startled the vampire bats inside, and tens of thousands of bats rushed out of the cave quickly, sensing the danger.

Zhang Ziyu just raised his hand lightly, and the flames formed a wall of fire blocking the door, about several meters wide, and the bats had no chance to rush out of the cave.

In less than ten minutes, Zhang Ziyu had already cleaned up the Wanfu Cave. The stone walls were pitch black, but they were exceptionally clean. At least the filth was no longer visible.

"Who are you, dare to come to the place of my holy religion."

Suddenly there was a scolding sound, Zhang Ziyu looked for the sound, and saw five people holding magic weapons, looking at him vigilantly.

The four leading people, one is a rough and bearded man, one is a young woman in purple clothes with a bit of ruthlessness, the other is a young man holding a treasure fan, the last one is pale and empty, with a little madness in his eyes, shrouded in a In the black robe.

Although the person next to him was not the leader, he had a strange appearance. He looked like a very hungry wild dog, holding an ugly mace in his hand.

"Holy Cult? It seems that you are members of the Demon Cult."

Zhang Ziyu looked relaxed, looking at the people in front of him.

Could it be that these people were wild dogs and Taoist priests?

"Old man, if you talk nonsense with a pretty boy, it's better to be my blood food, so as not to leak the news to those in the righteous way."

The pale young man licked his lips, a scarlet light flashed in his eyes, and looked at Zhang Ziyu and the two.

"Catch them."

The elder brother also made up his mind, and came here this time to find the secret treasure of the black-hearted old man, and then rebuild the blood refining hall, restore the glory of the holy religion, and become the master of the holy religion for a generation.