Fantasy: I lead hundreds of millions of Yin soldiers to rebuild the underworld

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"But this is not a place to talk, go, inside the restaurant, I'll tell you slowly."

"Whatever you want to ask, I will answer anytime."

As he said that, the old Zhangtou yelled directly at the strong man Jinxian: "Xiao Mazi, prepare a good guest room, my brother and I have two drinks!"

Hearing Xiao Mazi's name, Zhang Heng turned his head in surprise, only to see the strong man Jinxian stunned.

Xiao Mazi actually called him?

The strong man Jinxian raised his head: "Do you still have merit?"

"My brother has it." Old Zhangtou patted Zhang Heng's shoulder directly.

Zhang Heng threw his pocket casually: "How much do you want?"

The strong man Jinxian glanced at Old Zhang's head.

To be honest, this is a bit insulting to him, but he can't beat the old man, and he has merit.

The strong man Jinxian sighed under the molesting gaze of old Zhangtou, and had no choice but to pick up the bag.

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in the room.

Food and wine are on the table.

Zhang Heng looked at the soul world outside the window.

Outside is still a piece of walking dead souls wandering around.

Merit, they naturally do not have.

Life and death are not determined by oneself, how come the merit.

Even if they have, they have spent countless years in this soul world, and if they could enjoy what they enjoyed when they were "human beings", they would have already spent all of them.

But in the City of Dead Death, all the restaurant expenses and supplies are provided by the deacons of the Soul Sect and the Yin Gods recruited by the Soul Sect.

For example, the old man in front of him.

The old Zhangtou was picky about the advantages and disadvantages of these wine and meat.

"Soul Realm, it's still good."

"At least, at first."

The old Zhangtou said so.

Zhang Heng has never missed a word from him, because these unintentional conversations seem to have something to say.

"Let's talk about the way to leave." Zhang Heng didn't move anything, he just wanted to know what the old man wanted to say.

"Hey! You also guessed that the Soul Sect would not let deacons like us leave easily?" Old Zhangtou said directly.

Zhang Heng looked over in surprise.

"Why didn't the Soul Sect let us go?"

In Niu Tu's memory, there is a promise he made when he first joined the Soul Sect.

As long as 100 billion merits are collected, the relationship with the Soul Sect can be terminated, and the Soul Sect will never be arrested.

Is this what the old man said?

Then this is not worth [-] million merits.

At least it's not worth it to Zhang Heng.

But the old Zhangtou pretended to be mysterious, bit off a piece of meat unhurriedly, and took a very comfortable sip from the wine glass.

"Because the Soul Sect will not let anyone go."

"The Soul Sect was not like this before, but...it's hard to say."

The old Zhangtou looked a little lonely, and then asked Zhang Heng:

"Aren't you curious, why there is such a city of death in vain?"

Zhang Heng replied: "Isn't it because it is to imitate the underworld?"

Old Zhangtou nodded: "They are trying to build a new underworld."

Zhang Heng was taken aback suddenly, building a new underworld?

Just relying on the reincarnation human path that a soul sect has not been able to fully control?

He didn't press, but continued to listen.

Old Zhangtou sighed, and shook his head at the ghost-like souls in the dead city outside just like Zhang Heng.

He seemed to be feeling something.

The old head continued to speak:

"Soul Sect really wanted to build a new underworld at first."

"But it's too difficult, even if there is reincarnation, it can't be done."

"After all, there is no Emperor Yin in the Soul Sect."

Chapter 647 Conspiracy of the Soul Sect, Reincarnation Expelled

"Yin Tianzi?!"

Zhang Heng showed surprise, as if hearing the name of Emperor Yin for the first time.

After all, he is just a Xuanxian, and he may not know all the things that happened ten thousand years ago, so he simply pretends not to know.

Although he had guessed that the other party might know his real identity, he couldn't say it clearly.

He just wanted to know how to leave the soul world, and listen to the history of the soul sect by the way.

As for the origin of the other party, if Lao Zhangtou can tell, he will explain it clearly.

Old Zhangtou nodded: "That is the person who can really control the reincarnation of the underworld."

"Unfortunately, as early as ten thousand years ago, he was gone."

Hearing this, Zhang Heng directly asked the other party's identity in non-identifying words.

"Have you seen the Yin Tianzi?"

Old Zhang glanced at Zhang Heng, shook his head sighingly, and didn't say whether he had seen it or not.

Zhang Heng didn't know how to express, but he was already suspicious.

"I heard that he appeared again, but I haven't seen him."

"Really haven't seen it?"

"I've never seen this before."

"If possible, I would also like to meet, but I think, forget it."

Zhang Heng was puzzled: "Why?"

The old Zhangtou smiled: "Why do you say? With our identity, can we still see the Yin Emperor?"

Zhang Heng nodded.

"You still talk about how you can leave the Soul Sect."

Old Zhangtou nodded: "This is simple."

"But it's also difficult."

"You have to be removed from reincarnation."

"Delisting from reincarnation?" Zhang Heng thought he knew about reincarnation, but he really didn't know how to do it when he was delisted from reincarnation.

He only knows that there are creatures who have escaped from the Three Realms and are not in the cycle of five elements.

But those are all born like this, and basically existed in the ancient wilderness.

Now how to get rid of the name in reincarnation.

"Well, if you get rid of your name in reincarnation, you can release the shackles of the Soul Sect."

"After all, they control reincarnation, no matter where you go, they will find you back."

The old Zhangtou suddenly patted Zhang Heng on the shoulder: "I believe you don't want to be bound by others all the time."

Zhang Heng didn't know how to answer.

Bondage?

If he was a member of the Soul Sect, he would naturally not want to, but if he had the identity of the underworld, since he was a member of the underworld, for this reason, he would die without regret.

Zhang Heng immediately said: "You continue to talk about how to operate."

The old man became interested: "I have been thinking about this plan for 5000 years, and it is absolutely feasible."

"It's just that I need a helper."

Zhang Heng shook his head: "You planned for 5000 years?"

"Didn't find a helper?"

"I found it, but none of them can do it." Old Zhangtou said directly.

Zhang Heng sneered, and asked back: "The person you have been looking for for 5000 years can't do it. I am a little Xuanxian, why do you think I can do it?"

Old Zhangtou looked at Zhang Heng's face: "Because I think you can."

"You have such an identity, I really haven't come into contact with it."

"It's been 5000 years, and this is the first time I've encountered it."

Zhang Heng was thoughtful: "What is my identity?"

Old Zhangtou said directly: "The identity of Huntian's subordinates is close to the identity of the Hall of Yama guarded by Huntian."

Zhang Heng nodded: "Is this useful?"

"This can enter the world of reincarnation hidden behind Yan Luodian!"

"You have cultivated in the Golden Wonderland for 5000 years, have you tried it?"

"Tried and failed."

"Then why do you think I can do it?"

"Because you are very familiar with the formation."

"Huh?" Zhang Heng was puzzled by these words.