It seemed that he knew that Zhang Han would be angry. Big snake pill was not too nervous. He said calmly, "the famous Muye White Devil in the tolerance world and his disciples certainly have strong research value. If Zhang Hanjun doesn''t like it, I will destroy all blood backups and research materials after this matter."


    If there is no particularly serious interest, big snake pill doesn''t want to be hostile to Zhang Han at all.


    Moreover, when Zhang Han was reincarnated, the flesh was only used as a container for his soul. In fact, the value of blood was not much higher than that of ordinary ninjas.


    After so many years of research, the big snake pill has achieved little, and he has long lost interest in it. Rather than continue to study, it is better to destroy it directly and express goodwill to the other party.


    Hearing this, Zhang Han''s face was a little Ji.


    "I hope you do what you say. Let''s start!"


    Big snake pill turned its head and motioned to the pharmacist''s pocket. The other party understood it, looked through a lot of bottles and cans to find Miyan''s blood samples, and dragged a prisoner out of the base''s cell.


    The big snake pill spread out the scroll, poured the blood on it, and then quickly printed, urging chakra to show the reincarnation of filthy soil.


    At this moment, Zhang Han sensed a strange wave of energy, and then his eyes fell on the place where the prisoner stood.


    The psychic sense clearly sensed that the ground under the prisoner''s feet suddenly became a space-time channel similar to the space gate, emitting a strong spirit breath.


    "This is... The entrance to the underworld?!"


    Zhang Han narrowed his eyes and carefully wrote down the feeling.


    He is still very interested in the underworld. If he has time in the future, he can go inside. Even if there is no treasure, only the Lingzi energy that is strong enough to make him feel palpitating can be absorbed by the soul chopping knife for a long time.


    In the field of vision, countless palm sized pieces of paper flew out of the space door under his feet, covering the prisoner as if they had been designed in advance.


    Before long, the prisoner''s appearance and body shape completely changed into Miyan.


    "What a weird Ninja!!"


    Zhang Han can''t remember how many times he lamented the magic of chakra, but this time, he still wanted to sigh.


    The principle of foul soil reincarnation is actually very simple. It can be summed up in two sentences, with flesh and blood as the medium and soul for soul.


    In the process of reincarnation, the soul as a sacrifice will be dragged into the underworld by the mysterious force, and in exchange, the summoned soul will be sent and attached to the sacrifice.


    In this process, it does not care how far the soul strength of the sacrifice is from the summoned soul. As long as it is a soul, it is equivalent.


    Therefore, in the later stage, the big snake pill even took a few white Jue parts to summon the fire shadow of previous dynasties.


    "Where is this? Shouldn''t I be dead?"


    Miyan looked around in a panic, then lowered his head and looked at the body full of cracks. He felt a strange feeling in his heart.


    It''s like someone stitched up his body and summoned his soul back.


    "Miyan!"


    Zhang Han looked at each other. The cracked face gradually coincided with the appearance in his memory. Suddenly, a feeling of guilt surged in his heart.


    At the beginning, if I didn''t leave the fire shadow world so urgently, but stayed to take care of them for a few more years, maybe things wouldn''t turn into this situation.


    "Mr. Han!!"


    Suddenly came to a strange place, Miyan has been with panic and uneasiness, but this mood immediately melted like ice and snow after seeing Zhang Han.


    A bright smile appeared on that slightly scary face.


    "Did you save me? Mr. Han."


    "Hmm!" Zhang Han nodded. "I think you need to know that it has been more than 30 years since I left."


    "More than thirty years..."


    Miyan stared round his eyes and gaped on his face. It took a long time to say, "it''s been so long! I just don''t know what happened to changmen and Xiaonan."


    Zhang Han thought about it and said, "they, um, how to say, changmen''s character has changed greatly because of your death, and Xiao organization has not acted according to your policy... In general, everything has become different."


    "What?" "Xiao organization was founded by your disciple?"


    The big snake pill and the pharmacist''s pocket changed their complexion at the same time. They couldn''t believe it.


    Since betraying Muye, big snake pill has briefly joined Xiao organization, and still retains the ring engraved with "empty".


    Big snake pill doesn''t know all about the strength and power of Xiao organization, but even if the tip of the iceberg is exposed, it''s enough for him to fear.


    It was unexpected to kill him. The behemoth that made the five tolerance villages extremely afraid and valued was established by Zhang Han''s disciples!


    A mighty white wood leaf demon, plus a powerful Xiao organization


    Are you going to heaven?


    Vaguely, the big snake pill seemed to see the picture that the tolerance world was about to change.


    What about yourself? A leader of Xiaoren village who has betrayed Muye and Xiaoxiao organization, how to deal with himself in the storm that is about to sweep the whole tolerance world?


    A little cold sweat seeped out of the big snake pill''s forehead and fell silently down his cheek.


    "Yeah... As long as they''re alive."


    Miyan looked at the big snake pill and the pharmacist strangely. He didn''t understand why they were surprised. At this time, he did not know that Xiao organization had grown into a behemoth above the five tolerance villages, and thought that their scope of activities was still limited to the country of rain.


    "When the moment of death came, I had figured it out. The original policy on Xiao organization was too idealistic..."


    Miyan''s Xiao organization is somewhat similar to the Mohist School in the ancient spring and autumn and Warring States periods. With the idea of universal love and non aggression, he runs all day to help small countries defend against the attacks of large countries.


    This approach can indeed win over some anti war figures.


    But the problem is that every war is astronomical consumption. The great powers did not get enough benefits in the war, which is equivalent to the weakening of their national strength in disguise, the decline of national living standards, and the intensification of internal contradictions.


    In this case, they will continue to wage war and transfer contradictions... This is a vicious circle. The war will not be stopped until the big countries annex the small countries or get enough benefits.


    People''s desires are infinite, from small enterprises to countries. As long as they exist, they will have wild prospects for expansion. The possession and plundering of resources almost go deep into their blood.


    In this case, Xiao organization is equivalent to standing on the opposite of all major countries. Even if Shanjiao fish don''t do it, it will be destroyed sooner or later.