At this time, a picture couldn't help but appear in Zongtian's mind, a handsome young man with a blunt weapon, after smashing a few buildings with his hands, and then smashed his opponent with a hammer, but the result of that blow only brought a smile from the other party.

This sword pattern can't only turn his opponent into the protagonist, right?

"Isn't this much more useful than the previous steam?"

After expressing his doubts, Zongtian only got such an answer.

"If you have to say that, it doesn't seem wrong."

Although Zongtian was indeed a little helpless at this time, studying such things has always been accompanied by many setbacks, and seeing the two people who were enjoying it, Zongtian naturally had no reason to stop them.

"But I'm here this time, and I have something else to do."

Zongtian finally got to the point at this point.

"It's not like it's going to delay our time."

It seems that Zongtian is still a little underestimated, and these two people's enthusiasm for research.

"Not really, I just need some finished soul blades."

"I've got some stock here."

The falling star pointed to the storeroom next to him.

"The choice is up to you."

Leaving these words, the two of them began to study the stone again, and Zong Tian was happy to be quiet for a while at this time.

Gently pushed open the door of the warehouse, but the scene inside the house made Zongtian slightly stunned.

Some of the words like this were just said by the falling star, so Zongtian couldn't hear anything wrong, but it was really a little inconsistent with the mountain of weapons in front of him.

However, although it is said that the soul blades are piled up here, the warehouse in front of Zongtian is more like a giant garbage dump, but among those waste products, Zongtian still found a few potential soul blades.

And his harvest this time is not limited to this, even the materials for forging the sword have been gathered by him several sets.

"Then I'll just take it."

Zongtian, who had finished the selection, naturally said hello to his father again, but the other party did not return the beckoning, which seemed to indicate that it was indeed more like a garbage dump.

For the next six days, Zongtian was basically stuffed in his room, and in this time, he not only adjusted those finished soul blades to the best state, but also reproduced the soul blades that were characteristic in his memory.

However, even after doing so many things, Zongtian found that he still missed a hand, and the strange soul blade that might roast people was added to the list of handovers by Zongtian.

Although this kind of thing is a bit indiscriminate, but fortunately, the sword pattern on it will definitely be refreshing, but that is just the reason for Zongtian's self-comfort.

Although it has been six days of sleeplessness, this is closer to a normal state for Zongtian, and after adjusting his state slightly, Zongtian also came to the temple alone with those soul blades.

"You're sure you have to turn it in."

Facing the soul blade handed over by Zongtian, although Lao Li didn't look at it in detail, the faint brilliance on those weapons made him couldn't help but be a little stunned.

"Yes, that's it."

For others, this is obviously a bit of a loser's behavior, but for Zongtian, the value of the soul blade is a little insignificant.

"Since you insist on it."

Although he said such words in his mouth, Lao Li, who put away those soul blades, couldn't help but feel pain for Zongtian.

"Then I'll hand it over."

"So fast?"

"After all, this is a rare thing in such a cult."

"That's just as well."

Being able to hand it in quickly is also in line with Zongtian's will, after all, at this time, he almost completed the task at the last moment.

After taking off that burden, this gloomy temple seems to have become lovely, but it may also be because the faces that look at the sky have become friendly.

Zongtian, who had been here for a while, gradually realized that he had nothing to do, and just as he was about to leave, the door of the temple opened at this time.

Breaking into here with the light, it turned out to be a familiar face, but that face was not what Zong Tian wanted to see today.

"Look who's coming."

The person who can talk like this is naturally Yang Ling, and his unhappiness should also be because he didn't go out before Zongtian.

"I've just finished my mission."

In the face of such words, Zongtian explained almost instinctively.

"Are you sorry?"

"How could it be ......"

"Then why are you explaining?"

In the face of Yang Ling's aggressiveness, Zong Tian couldn't help but feel a little weak.

At this time, he naturally remembered the previous kicking hall, and Yang Ling kept looking for his reasons, most likely because there was something wrong with the black cloth.

"Look!"

Just as Zongtian wanted to say something, Yang Ling suddenly handed a square handkerchief to Zongtian, and the big eighty-nine on it was naturally in his eyes.

"A little further ahead than you."

Although such words are easier for people to understand as a provocation, there is no such meaning in Yang Ling's words.

"It's good to get it."

And after Zongtian breathed a sigh of relief, he also quietly glanced at his square handkerchief, but it was this glance that made him stunned directly in place.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Ling, who was standing so close, naturally discovered Zongtian's abnormality, and the thing that made Zongtian stunned also made Yang Ling a little curious.

"Did you really just finish your mission?"

"Or else? Lao Li has just set off. ”

"That's pretty efficient."

Before I knew it, the square handkerchief tied to Zongtian's arm had changed its appearance, and the number ninety-eight had jumped directly to twelve.

"Having crossed so many levels, what kind of soul blade have you handed in?"

"As far as I did, there are also some soul master's works."

"That's no wonder, though I'd like to say so."

"What do you say?"

Yang Ling's words made Zongtian a little confused.

"Do you think God's values are the same as those of this world?"

"And what do you mean?"

"There's nothing special about that?"

Something special? Listening to Yang Ling's words, Zongtian also fell into thought.

"Probably there is, I've got a lot of stuff in it."

"It's barely special, but it's ......"

"Although that thing is said to be full, it is indeed something special."

"What's so special?"

Hearing such words, Yang Ling also became a little interested.

"Because the sword pattern on it is newly created."