I Have a Monster Farm

Seeing Lu Xueqi and Biguio hurried out, Zhang Ziyu who just appeared was really confused.

"Brother Yu, it's a coincidence that you came here."

Huang Rong glanced at him, with a smile that couldn't be concealed, she hugged Zhang Ziyu's hand and said, "You took down those two gods?"

Although Zhang Ziyu left for almost five months and Huang Rong did not go to that world with him, they still met occasionally in Monster Ranch, so they knew about the situation.

Zhang Ziyu nodded: "It's all in the Monster Ranch, by the way, Rong'er, accompany me to Peach Blossom Island."

Huang Rong was taken aback by what Zhang Ziyu said suddenly, but she didn't hesitate: "Okay."

The two returned to the Condor Shooting World together. At this time, the capital was still in Lin'an Mansion, but the appearance of Lin'an Mansion was very different from five months ago.

A large area of ​​old buildings has disappeared, replaced by ancient style, mechanical and modern buildings. Although there are only a few signs, it can be seen that this will be an extremely extraordinary city in the future.

Especially the imperial palace, with tall metal walls and buildings, exudes majesty and splendor. Compared with the imperial palace that Zhang Ziyu saw before, it is a heaven and an underground.

"This is the transformation led by the yellow bird. Although it is a technology, it is based on the path of spiritual energy. It is driven by spiritual power, and the transformation is not all technology."

Huang Rong introduced to Zhang Ziyu at the right time: "This world has already begun to teach some cultivation methods, mainly the Golden Light Mantra, which can develop psionic technology. In this way, the Kingdom of God will be more prosperous."

The more powerful the Kingdom of God is, the stronger the luck will be, and the popularity of the Golden Light Curse will not reach a level that is completely uncontrollable, forming a gradient with the Tool Spirit Clan and Zhang Ziyu's men, which happens to form an excellent cycle.

Zhang Ziyu can feel the growth of luck, and the number of golden lotus and lotus leaves that symbolize luck in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness is also increasing. With the blessing of luck, Zhang Ziyu's cultivation is constantly increasing.

"Let's go, let's go to Peach Blossom Island."

"Um."

Huang Rong nodded slightly, held Zhang Ziyu's hand, and then Zhang Ziyu directly performed Apparatus, appearing on Peach Blossom Island in an instant.

Zhang Ziyu of Peach Blossom Island had been here and stayed for a long time, so he naturally knew where Feng Heng's grave was.

Therefore, the two appeared directly in front of Feng Heng's tomb. Huang Rong was taken aback and looked at Zhang Ziyu.

"Brother Yu, what is this?"

"Let's go in. The monster I'm containing this time is the Egyptian god of death."

Huang Rong's weak body trembled, surprise and bewilderment appeared in her eyes, she was so smart, she had already guessed a possibility.

"Well, I'll take you to see your mother."

Her tone was a little hasty, and she led Zhang Ziyu to open the locker in front of the tombstone, and then entered the tomb.

The area around Feng Heng's cemetery was filled with rare and exotic plants, especially famous flowers, which were even more colorful. They were carefully arranged by Huang Yaoshi over the years to pay homage to Feng Heng.

And in this tomb, it is even more carefully arranged. Entering the main body through the long corridor, you can see Feng Heng's portrait and the altar for offering incense.

The posthumous portrait is painted by Huang Yaoshi himself, very delicate and very careful, the painting must have been deeply emotional.

That's right, Feng Heng is a top-notch woman, with a beautiful appearance, not only clever and eccentric, but also gentle and charming, who wouldn't be tempted?

Regardless of the situation between his father-in-law Huang Yaoshi and his apprentice Mei Chaofeng, Zhang Ziyu can be sure of one thing, Lao Huang must also love Feng Heng deeply.

Just the strange flowers and trees outside the tomb, the arrangement of flowers blooming in all seasons, as well as the various famous calligraphy and paintings, gold and silver jewelry, and jade treasures buried in the tomb, are all treasures of the world. Extremely, it is definitely not easy to collect, and it is enough to prove that it is sentient.

"Let's go in and see our mother-in-law."

Zhang Ziyu and Huang Rong opened a door of the tomb and came to the deepest room, and smelled a strange fragrance as soon as they entered.

A golden nanmu coffin was placed in the middle of the tomb. On the side facing the sky was a whole piece of large white jade.

Almost twenty years later, Feng Heng's body was preserved as before, except that it looked pale, but it was not decayed.

To preserve it like this, I'm afraid Huang Yaoshi put a lot of thought into it.

Huang Rong looked at Zhang Ziyu excitedly, and involuntarily squeezed Zhang Ziyu's hand so hard that it turned red.

Of course Zhang Ziyu could feel her nervousness and excitement, so he gently squeezed her hand and said, "Don't worry."

The death scepter appeared in his hand, and he was also wearing the golden centipede armor and dragon snake suit, which blessed his energy.

'Sure enough, reincarnation is not obvious, and there is no specific reincarnation bearing. '

Holding the death scepter in his hand, Zhang Ziyu naturally has a trace of the authority of the death god, and can also perceive the situation of the underworld and laws related to death.

There is no specific reincarnation, so there is no need to summon the soul back from the underworld or the underworld.

Something at a deeper level doesn't need to be higher than mastering the laws of death and reincarnation.

Although it is said that Zhang Ziyu holds a part of the power of death through the scepter of death, it is really not necessarily higher than a specific thing that carries the function of reincarnation.

"The soul returns, resurrection."

Zhang Ziyu closed his eyes and urged the death scepter in his hand. A strong power of death and reincarnation spread between the heaven and the earth. The black breath lingered around the scepter and suddenly drifted to the entire tomb and beyond.

Faintly, the Yin wind howled, and there was another low-pitched roar, as if a soul was crying.

Zhang Ziyu used the power for the first time, but he only felt the spiritual power of his body was draining rapidly, and the dead were resurrected, giving them the due Yangshou. This is not a simple battle.

His strength hadn't reached this level in the first place. If it wasn't for his strong spiritual power and the authority of the god of death, the only way to revive people would be to use those methods with huge side effects.

"Cohesion"

Zhang Ziyu stepped up the mobilization of the law, and suddenly a little fluorescent light appeared in the tomb, emitting a faint green, like a firefly in the black.

Following his order, the fluorescent lights quickly gathered together, and the light merged with each other, gradually turning into a gentle woman in her early twenties.

The lotus dress with long hair is gentle and charming, she is the woman from this Jiangnan water town.

"mother"

When Huang Rong saw the woman's appearance, her eyes were already red, and she couldn't help calling out.

The ignorant soul seemed to feel something and looked back at Huang Rong, but soon Zhang Ziyu tapped the scepter and said, "Return Yang!"

Surrounded by the law, Feng Heng's soul turned into a stream of light and sank into the coffin.

Seeing this appearance, Huang Rong couldn't help being anxious: "Brother Yu, my mother"

"Don't worry, it's done."

It was a close relative, Huang Rong lost her sense of proportion at this time, but after hearing Zhang Ziyu's comfort, she finally settled down, walked quickly to the inner and outer coffins, and opened the white jade coffin lid.

Feng Heng was lying inside the coffin lid, and suddenly he moved his hand slightly, and slowly opened his closed eyes, which were full of confusion.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Huang Rong's anxious face. She was startled and wanted to avoid it, but after lying down for twenty years, her body didn't recover even for a while, and it became weak again, and she was about to fall down.

"mother!"

Huang Rong panicked and quickly reached out to support her.

When Feng Heng heard this address, he couldn't help but startled: "Girl, who are you, don't make such jokes with the little girl."

Her memory is still stuck 20 years ago, and she vaguely remembers that she was seriously ill, and she doesn't know how long she slept.

Huang Rong was a motherless child since she was a child, and grew up with Huang Yaoshi. Although Huang Yaoshi gave her the best, but a motherless child, seeing other people's families have mothers who love her, she is lonely, and her heart The pain can be imagined.

Especially when he had conflicts with Huang Yaoshi, he had no one to rely on.

If Feng Heng was still there, how could Huang Rong run away from home?

Thinking of it this way, my heart was complicated and painful, and Dou Da's tears flowed down like Zhenru: "I, I am."

Feng Heng was even more surprised. Although the woman in front of him was kind for no reason, she didn't know him.

She just hugged Huang Rong, patted her on the back lightly, and said softly: "Don't cry, speak slowly, speak slowly."

"Brother Fish."

With Huang Rong's appearance like this, how could she continue to explain things clearly, Lihua was raining, and she looked at Zhang Ziyu with hope in her eyes.

Zhang Ziyu nodded slightly, and looked at Feng Heng: "Mother-in-law, you have been sleeping for almost twenty years."

He didn't say dead words directly, because if he said that, he might have more things to explain.

"Twenty years?!"

Feng Heng was stunned, and Zhang Ziyu said again: "Mother-in-law, Rong'er has grown up, you can tell right away."

As Zhang Ziyu said, he touched the center of his eyebrows with his fingertips, and a memory was taken out by him, and flew into Feng Heng's eyebrows by means of insanity.

The memories he gave are mostly about the past twenty years, not very detailed, and he didn't say too much about Huang Rong's growth.

He just needs to let Feng Heng know what's going on, and the rest, especially how Huang Rong got here for so many years, let Huang Rong and Feng Heng say it would be better.

He quietly exited the tomb, leaving the inside to the mother and daughter.