"I can act as if I didn't see anything, but if you were to give it to me, I would definitely share it with the swordsmiths here."

Zongtian's words were very serious, but the man only showed a relaxed look.

"As long as I don't want to share it personally, it doesn't matter if I share it personally."

The content on the paper is naturally the sword pattern of the other half, and Zongtian also remembers the name of the person in front of him, Qiu Qi.

At this time, it is naturally not suitable to directly announce the other half of the sword pattern, but Zongtian still realized his words after all. Although many people were puzzled by such strange behavior, for them as swordsmiths, the sword pattern itself was something more worthy of their fascination.

For Qiu Qi, who took the initiative to sacrifice the sword pattern, Zongtian naturally did not treat him badly, and a series of personal counseling also allowed Zongtian to discover his talent, but Qiu Qi has been using Zongtian's teachings to prevaricate those praises.

I don't know if I have experienced pain, but the person in front of him fully understands the meaning of self-preservation. But even so, he still chose to trust, so at this time, Zongtian also let him keep his secret.

Although he chose to keep a low profile, Qiu Qi naturally couldn't release water in the process of forging the sword, and the achievement of this kind of thing naturally couldn't be covered up, and a position that was more valued was naturally something he deserved.

"So, do you have any guesses?"

The appearance of the complete sword pattern naturally aroused Zongtian's great interest, and after a few days of research, Zongtian also started the discussion as usual.

"Although the sword pattern seems to be just a string of basic sword patterns, the clever link in it is enough for us to study it for a long time."

The people present are all top people in the industry, so such a conclusion does not really inspire others much.

"Are we just going to be bound by common sense?"

This time, the words were much more interesting, and everyone also looked at Pingqu who spoke.

"What do you mean?"

But that would obviously be too big, and Zongtian also asked at this time.

"Maybe it's not a combination of sword patterns at all."

I don't know if it was a flash of inspiration to say such words, and Pingqu was also thinking about it at this time.

"Can you be specific?"

The words that were still ambiguous instantly made the acute child lose his patience, and the person who spoke at this time was naturally Yingning.

"I mean, because we're so familiar with those sword patterns, we're a little preconceived."

Although he said something, Pingqu still looked contemplative. However, this situation changed immediately, because impatient people are generally very good at making people submit with their body movements.

"Wait, wait, I say, I just say." Pingqu, who was grabbed by the collar, immediately became much cuter, and his next words were also the true meaning of his words that everyone understood.

"If the flame sword pattern is horizontal, the frost sword pattern is vertical, and the other basic sword patterns are just a comparison, then how will we react when we see the current flame rune?"

"You mean it's actually a sword pattern?"

Zongtian obviously understood what Pingqu meant, and the person who was still being grabbed by the collar also smiled.

"While we were familiar with the basic sword patterns, we didn't understand how they worked, especially in the real world. I remember you said before that your so-called runes are all forged by powerful soul masters. ”

Such words were obviously asking Zongtian, and Zongtian nodded at this time.

"However, the soul blade also originated in your world, so it may not be surprising that you can't figure out the origin."

"Strange may not be strange, but what I want to talk about is only the mysterious nature of the sword pattern, why are there only some basic sword patterns that have been handed down?"

Pingqu, who was put down by Yingning, fell into thinking again, while others were not as deep as he thought, but I have to say that the idea provided by Pingqu still opened a new door for them.

"If this is really a sword pattern, it can only be the legendary light or darkness, right?"

"If it's a sword pattern like light and darkness, will it all be in this sword pattern?"

"Are you stupid, there is no resemblance between the sword patterns of fire and ice?"

The gossip made the discussion noisy, but this kind of noise was not something that Zong Tian hated, and he even found some peace here.

The vacation called Sword Casting lasted for three months, but Zongtian still didn't understand the true meaning of the sword pattern.

However, in three months, Zongtian naturally still had some gains, and the biggest gain was that he completely repaired the sword pattern in his arm. At this time, he not only had those foundations, but the sword patterns of life and death were also buried in his arms by him.

In the past three months, Zongtian has not been disturbed in any way, and even the soul creation in his body has always maintained an invisible posture. In the face of such a situation, Zongtian is naturally grateful, and after gratitude, he naturally needs to control himself.

"Sister Soul Maker, shall we go back?"

"Is that okay?"

"Three months is not a short time."

"You can take as long as you want."

"What? Are you ready to wear my will again? ”

There was a faint smile on Zongtian's face, there was not much joy in that smile, nor there was any bitterness, it seemed to be just an indifferent smile.

"It's not a waste time, I'm just a little rocking myself."

In the face of Zongtian's calm expression, the soul creation also opened his heart.

"Why are you more stressed now? I shouldn't need you to be responsible for my life, after all, I have always been the one who chooses. ”

"But ......"

"If I want to be calm, wouldn't it be better to go back to the real world?"

Zongtian's words still blocked the mouth of the soul maker after all, yes, they were not originally from the same world, but their fates were already tightly entangled. It's like the soul creation wants to calm the sky, how can the sky let the soul create and life and death in this increasingly bad soul plane are uncertain?

"Let's go to the Forest of Death, maybe that's the last hurdle before we see God."

In the same three days, Zongtian finally put his life back on track, but as soon as he arrived in Lingcheng, he got a piece of news that was not good.

"What do you mean I have to go alone?"

Faced with the Spirit King's request, Zongtian naturally wanted to ask one or two.

"I'm sure you know something about the Forest of Death, right?"

"I was at Master's place before, and I heard the guests mention it."

"Then you should know how dangerous it is."

"I thought it was more of a rumor, but since it's so dangerous, it makes sense for me to go alone."

"I think you may have misunderstood me." Just when Zongtian had already seen it, the Spirit King said something unexpected, "The danger I mentioned is only for the danger of the soul, and you should not be hostile to the forest. ”

"You're saying that people can enter the Forest of Death at will?" Such words made Zongtian look at Yang Ling, but the other party didn't look like he was cold, "And what is the hostility of the forest?" ”

"Maybe that's the only way to get into it."

It seemed that even if he was as strong as the Spirit King, he would not dare to enter the forest directly, but the Spirit King's next words were good news for Zongtian.

"Yang Ling, why don't you go with Zongtian, I'll still ......"

Before the Spirit King's words were finished, the person was already stunned in place, and a strange expression immediately appeared on her face.

"God says you have to go by yourself."

"What? Did God just speak to you? ”

Looking at the Spirit King's somewhat heavy nod, Zongtian seemed to have to accept that fate.

"Maybe this is a test in itself, and in the previous battles, you seem to have relied a little too much on soul creation."

Although Zongtian had no choice but to do it, the words of the Spirit King were also true.

"This separation may be beneficial to both of you, and I will also train her strictly on the soul-making side, so will you feel better?"

"If you don't ask directly, maybe it will be better."

Although there is still some helplessness in my heart, the reality does not allow Zongtian to refute too much. It's just that being arranged by the enemy is so clear, which still makes Zongtian a little weak-hearted, but helplessly, his enemy is so powerful and unreasonable.

The journey is about to begin, and Zongtian is starting to pack his bags. It's just that at this moment, a person who is in a good mood will always appear in front of him to make his mood worse a lot.

"This is a wound medicine to stop bleeding, these are taken internally, maybe it can save your life."

Yang Ling stuffed Zongtian's whole body with large and small burdens, which was supposed to move Zongtian, but then he told with a happy look that he couldn't go, so Zongtian must be careful. If it weren't for the fact that he still couldn't beat Yang Ling, Zongtian would have been on it a long time ago.

Well? Can't you really beat yourself?

Such doubts made Zongtian's fist a little nervous, but it was a better choice than such a sneak attack, maybe it would be a better choice to fight openly.

"I want to try what I'm doing."

Zongtian's words seemed a bit clueless.

"How could you have such an idea?"

And Yang Ling also frowned.

"In this soul plane, such thoughts should be quite normal, right?"

"That's just as well." After thinking about it for a while, Yang Ling also came to a similar conclusion.

"So, will you try it with me?" Zongtian waved his fist.

"Why me?" But Yang Ling looked reluctant.

"Then why can't it be you?"

"If you have to need me, you've won."