"Get up!" The sudden sound made Zongtian open his eyes suddenly, and the morning sun also suddenly stabbed his eyes.

"Ahhh Zongtian covered his eyes and kept rolling on the ground, although this performance was somewhat exaggerated, but the closed eyes were indeed stimulated to tears. Although it was said that Zongtian had no vision just now, he didn't even notice Yang Ling getting up, and it seemed that there was still a long way to go in front of Zongtian.

There is no reason to stay anymore, and the journey re-embarked on does not seem to be much different from before, but the demons that should appear on the journey also make Zongtian realize how attractive the hunting Yang Ling said before is. Because of the increasingly fierce war, it is naturally impossible for humans to avoid fighting when they appear in the soul plane at this time, and when Zongtian kills a demon again in a state where he can collect soul energy, the rich soul energy does make him intoxicated for a while. However, Zongtian's state at this time saved him, after all, soul energy is mainly for him, it is only to provide some life security for the soul and himself, even if he is addicted for a while, but Zongtian has resisted such a temptation.

The barely peaceful journey continued, and the change finally came five days later.

"Old Yang, how long do you have to go?" Zongtian asked helplessly, although the scenery along the way is no longer just a dense forest, but this kind of wilderness journey Zongtian is really a little fed.

"I don't know, you can go and ask that soul." Yang Ling suddenly pointed to the side, and Zongtian also followed Yang Ling's finger to look in that direction. There seems to be an ordinary uncle there, basking in the sun on this warm afternoon.

Well? Uncle? Soul?!

Zongtian almost subconsciously pulled out his weapon, and the uncle was also taken aback by such an action.

"Why is the young man so angry?" Hearing such words, Zong Tian couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but after a slight reaction, Zong Tian was shocked again, why could he understand.

"Who are you? Why do you speak human language. Zongtian's words came to his mouth, but they turned into a strange whisper, and if you recall carefully, the old man's words just now actually felt the same way.

"It's me." The voice of the soul maker sounded in Zongtian's mind, "Just follow the way you usually speak, and leave the rest to me." ”

"I'm sorry, I was sick." immediately reacted to the situation at this time, and Zongtian hurriedly recovered the situation at this time.

"Oh? Can you change your mistakes? Are all the children of mankind like you now? ”

Recognize yourself as a human? But this doesn't seem to be surprising, after all, those brainless demons can also tell themselves at once. At this time, it should be even more surprising that even if he knew that he was a human being, that soul could still talk to him so calmly. But to tell the truth, Zongtian really didn't have the strength to be surprised, and his stimulation along the way was inevitably a little too colorful.

"How can it all be the same."

"I think so, hehehehe......"

It seems that he is really a kind uncle, and Yang Ling also said just now that he can ask, so there should be no threat. Thinking of this, Zongtian also withdrew his short knife, and he himself slowly leaned towards the side of that soul.

"Uncle." I don't know if it's called like this here, but seeing that the old man didn't seem to have much reaction, Zongtian continued.

"Is there a ...... around here?" is really a bit of a difficult feeling, what should the gathering place of the soul be called? Village?

"Do you want to ask the town?" The old man's empathy freed Zongtian from embarrassment, and it didn't seem to be as backward as he thought.

"Yes, yes, it's the town."

"There must be towns, otherwise how would an old man like me live? You walk along the road and you can see it not far away. ”

Road? At this time, Zongtian realized that the ground under his feet had become much flatter, and the bare ground was also pointing in one direction. But after knowing this, Zongtian didn't rush to the road.

"Will the soul grow old?" Maybe it's because the old man's appearance is too kind, and the question of Zongtian is also bold.

"That's natural, we're going to be slower than you guys at most." It seems that it is also because he has not spoken to the young man for a long time, and the old man also shows a talkative appearance.

"Then why do you have to live in a town?"

"You humans don't just come together to eat, do you?"

Later, Zongtian talked a lot with the old man, and the life of the soul also opened his eyes, but the most hovering in Zongtian's heart was still that sentence, getting together not just to eat.

Finally embarked on the road full of artificial traces, maybe it would be more appropriate to say soul work here, and Zongtian was also digesting the content of the chat just now. He had already learned too much about the town he was about to arrive in from the conversation just now, but perhaps it was because it was too different from what he imagined, although Zongtian was also mentally prepared, but when the city embedded in the mountain wall appeared in front of him, an indescribable surprise still filled his heart.

Just like the portrayal of some works, the city in front of you seems to be only majestic, and the town that the old man said before is actually just a kind of self-humility. Different from the feeling of a human city, although the city in front of you has a somewhat quaint feeling, it is also more like a work of art than human architecture. Those buildings seem to have been cut out of the mountain, but Zong Tian can't imagine what a tall giant it is, and what a delicate handiwork it can make such a building.

"Don't look at it, let's go." Yang Ling suddenly poked Zongtian from behind, and the latter only came back to his senses at this time, but even so, Zongtian still felt a little unseen.

"Let me ...... again" Zong Tian just wanted to complain to Yang Ling, but Yang Ling's dignified appearance made him feel a little uneasy, and Zong Tian also faintly felt that Yang Ling seemed to be a little different.

"Keep up." The voice of the soul maker suddenly began to urge Zongtian, and Zongtian followed without thinking much about anything.

"Although the old man was very kind, you should not be so sure that the city will welcome us."

Although such hostility seems to be justified, Zongtian does not have the consciousness to accept such a fact.