I Have a Monster Farm

Chapter 581 Tarot Village

"go in."

They were already in front of the dimension entrance, so Zhang Ziyu naturally didn't need to take any other actions. He just walked into the cave and communicated with the dimensional power here, and an entrance appeared in front of the two of them immediately.

"Tarot"

Wen Wu murmured to himself, a look of memory flashed in his eyes.

This place is the Tarot in Xu Yingli's mouth. Of course, there is also a village called Shanhai. On the other side of the dimension, there are many magical creatures, which have many similarities with the ancient Chinese book Shan Hai Jing.

The two walked in, and the eyes were suddenly bright, the mountains were green, the grass was green, there was a fresh smell in the air, and the energy was more abundant than the earth.

"ji"

A bird song sounded, and a long-feathered flying bird with flames quickly flew across the sky and flew towards the mountains and rivers in the distance.

"Style without God."

Zhang Ziyu just glanced at it, and saw the essence of the so-called fire phoenix. Although it looked good, its strength was no more than level 2.

He didn't contain the fire phoenix for the time being, but walked deeper. Compared with the beasts such as Dijiang and Qilin he saw along the way, they had no shape, and each one was weaker than the other. He couldn't lift it up. Points of Interest.

The two did not hide their whereabouts, and came all the way to the edge of the big lake, and a village came into their sight, simple and peaceful, like a paradise.

This is Tarot Village. There are about a thousand villagers. They live in the countryside, farming the land for a living, and assisting in martial arts. They are in a contented situation.

"stop!"

At this moment, a white-haired old man suddenly stood up, wearing a dark red armor, with gray hair, thin body, fixed eyes on Wenwu, with a cold appearance.

The old man is called Guangbo, and he is an old man in Tarot Village. He is similar to the status of an elder in the village and has a high prestige.

As soon as he stood up, the villagers, especially Qing Zhuang, rushed over when they heard the movement, and stood behind him with weapons in their hands, staring at Zhang Ziyu and the two of them.

"Wenwu, you are not welcome here, get out!"

Uncle Guang and Wenwu have old enemies, of course they are not rivals in love, the cause is still the matter of Xu Yingli back then.

Xu Yingli was the guardian of the Tarot Holy Land back then. She was one of the few tribesmen who was recognized by the Shenlong. She possessed part of the power of the Shenlong to protect the Shenlong and prevent the Soul-devouring Beast from breaking out.

Uncle Guang was the guardian of the previous term and Xu Yingli's raiser, so he could be regarded as an adoptive father.

Originally, Xu Yingli should have a bright future, and has been guarding Tarot and Shenlong.

But I didn't expect that more than ten years ago, because of Wenwu, Xu Yingli's heart was stolen by Wenwu, and the two fell in love.

Uncle Guang didn't like this.

Wen Wu has lived for more than a thousand years, and he is still a hero. He has killed countless people in his life. Such a person will not be accepted by Tarot.

If love is not blessed, it is impossible for Wen Wu and Xu Yingli to withdraw from the rivers and lakes in Taluo Village and live in seclusion.

Later, when she withdrew from the rivers and lakes in the real world, she was approached by her enemies. In the end, Xu Yingli, who returned the power of the dragon and became an ordinary person, was killed.

When she left, Xu Yingli was fine, but the last time Wenwu came back, she sent Xu Yingli's ashes outside the bamboo forest.

Although they still haven't met each other, the hatred between the two has grown, and it's not just because they don't like it.

Uncle Guang felt that Wenwu killed Xu Yingli, while Wenwu felt that if Taluo Village accepted him and Xu Yingli, then nothing would happen.

Wenwu raised his arms, the ten rings emerged, the energy fluctuations were extremely strong, and his eyes were piercing, staring at Guangbo.

"Boy, keep your mouth clean, or you won't be able to eat and walk around."

Wen Wu's appearance is at most thirty or forty years old, which is middle-aged, while Uncle Guang over there is quite old, looking at least sixty years old.

In such a comparison, the phrase 'boy' is a bit ridiculous.

It's just that Wen Wu's old-fashioned sweep is not a bluff, but that he has really lived for more than a thousand years.

"You killed Yingli girl, you still have the nerve to come again, today I will see how powerful you are."

Uncle Guang held a long gun in his hand, with a scarlet spar as the tip, and it exuded red energy.

This is a dragon scale weapon. It is made of the scales that have fallen from the dragon as a material. It has special power, which is equivalent to an ordinary energy weapon.

"It's my crime to kill Yingli, but if you didn't drive us away, none of this would have happened. Get lost, I've found a way to revive Yingli, don't stop me."

"You're not ashamed, and you still want to lie! See if I don't kick you out today"

"Uncle Guang, don't be impulsive."

At this time, a soft voice sounded from behind the crowd, and a woman in her early forties slowly walked out of the crowd.

She looked calm and gentle, wearing a light blue dress, walked all the way to the front of the crowd.

"Yingnan"

Her name is Xu Yingnan, and she is Xu Yingli's own sister. After Xu Yingli returned her divine power to Shenlong, she became the new guardian.

"Wenwu, you are not welcome in Tarot Village. And people cannot be resurrected after death. I also hope that my sister will live, but that is impossible. My sister also does not want you to live in the past, let it go."

Xu Yingnan is a good person. She is not as hostile to civil and military as Uncle Guang. She is also a woman and a sister. She can understand the choices Xu Yingli made back then.

However, she couldn't keep Wenwu here, because he was different from the simple Tarot villagers.

He is a hero who has fought countless battles, and has the blood and lives of countless people under his hands. In any case, his mind cannot be as pure as that of the Tarot villagers.

And the entire Tarot Village exists to seal the Soul-devouring Beast and the Guardian Dragon. An existence like Wenwu is really suitable for the Soul-devouring Beast's bewitching, which is a great risk.

"Are you worried about that soul-devouring beast?"

Suddenly Zhang Ziyu uttered a voice, and all the Tarot villagers looked at him in astonishment.

"Who are you?"

"Just call me Zhang Ziyu."

Zhang Ziyu looked at Yingnan with scrutinizing eyes, and said: "The strength is not bad, but it's still almost meaningless. Your Shenlong seems to be seriously injured."

Yingnan has the divine power of a dragon, but his overall strength is only below the third level.

This kind of strength is indeed considered good among ordinary people and some extraordinary people. The energy of the dragon, coupled with the aura of Chinese martial arts, is enough to deal with most crises.

However, just relying on this strength alone, it is still far behind, even weaker than the civil and military who rely on the tenth ring to obtain the strength equivalent to the initial stage of the fourth order.

With such a dimension, the Shenlong has such power as an agent. It is conceivable that its condition is not very good.

Xu Yingnan's face changed slightly: "Your Excellency, what is the purpose, if you don't say it, you can blame Yingnan for being rude."

The dragon and the soul-devouring beast are the taboos of the Tarot, and Zhang Ziyu is obviously aiming at them, so Xu Yingnan naturally can't stand by and watch.

"All of you are still a bit weak, so save your energy."

Zhang Ziyu smiled, and then took Wenwu to the big lake behind Taluo Village and the cliff behind the big lake.

"Stop them."

Yingnan immediately ordered that all the villagers come out with dragon scale weapons to stop them.

Zhang Ziyu just said indifferently: "Don't kill people."

"Yes, sir."

Cough cough, I understand the ways of the world, everyone will have a holiday tomorrow and I will not have a holiday, so write as much as possible.