"What the hell are you trying to say?" Zongtian asked cautiously.

"What I want to say is......" Yang Ling's eyes finally moved away from his bag, but that somewhat ruthless look made Zongtian's heart tighten, "If I just make a little noise like this, will it already have some deterrent power." ”

"Probably." For such a question, Zongtian naturally doesn't want to admit it, but denying it seems to be a bit of a cover-up.

"That's good." Zongtian's expression should be the best answer, Yang Ling didn't care much about the answer in his mouth at this time, "Then come with me, you should be able to help a little." ”

"You better go by yourself, I'm very busy." It's true that he is busy, but seeing Yang Ling's inexplicable behavior, Zong Tian really doesn't want to go.

"Busy? What can you do? Isn't it preparing for a speech? ”

"Don't say it, you really got it right."

Although Zongtian didn't know if Yang Ling really didn't know about it, his performance at this time should be like this. However, this situation still makes Zongtian a little refreshed, and the reason why he feels like this is probably related to a dream that Zongtian had when he was a child.

Before they understand the rules of human beings, the children's behavior can be called naïve, of course, it can be extremely hateful, but it is precisely because of that strong self that children always brag without fear. However, our Zongtian already had some mature flavor at that time, compared to the self-boasting of other children similar to disputes, at that time, he felt that when others were discussing who and who, he said indifferently, sorry that it was actually me, this is the highest enjoyment.

This is why Zongtian felt faintly refreshed, because the previous situation was ...... It doesn't seem to have much to do with Zongtian's dream.,Anyway, there's a little bit of that feeling.。

"It won't be tomorrow anyway, and maybe you'll find some material there." Yang Ling naturally didn't understand Zongtian's thoughts, but that wasn't what he cared about.

"Then tell me what you're going to do." Although Yang Ling said it very easily, Zongtian still hesitated.

"It's nothing, it's just an old friend."

"Old friends?" Zongtian couldn't think of anyone in this Ling City who was his old friend, and Zongtian couldn't think of why Yang Ling, who had just treated so many people, still had such leisure.

"Sort of." Sure enough, there is still something wrong with things, and what kind of old friends still need to be deterred?

"Since you have so much time, why don't you help create souls?"

"What's the problem?" Although Yang Ling's appearance means that he has finished the work of treatment, he is still quite conscious as a doctor at this time, and in the face of Zongtian's words, Yang Ling also put away his casualness.

"Actually, I don't know, I just think there will be any way to make her recover quickly." Although Zongtian's words were a little irresponsible, at least his heart was good, and Yang Ling did not show any special anger at Zongtian's casual behavior, but he leaned comfortably against the wall at this time.

"Although I don't mind extracting some more soul energy from the Spirit King, you are also clear about the Spirit King's situation, not to mention that it is still consolidated in Lingcheng now." When Yang Ling said this, Zongtian actually regretted his words just now, but Yang Ling's words were still not over.

"Although it is true that I have extracted a lot of soul energy due to some necessary experiments, even now it is inevitable that it will be lost. But we've made a lot of progress, and we're probably going to be able to increase the utilization rate from 1 in 10,000 to 1 percent. ”

At this time, Zongtian finally understood how much burden he had invisibly added to the Spirit King, and this kind of puzzle also made him understand why helping himself would make the Spirit King so weak. But after all, those are already irreparable in the past, and now the result is that it is even more impossible for him to embarrass the Spirit King.

"But I actually have some ways here that don't bother the Spirit King." Yang Ling's sudden words seemed to give Zongtian a little hope,

"Actually, I also have some ideas about not bothering the Spirit King." As for hope, it seems that Zongtian himself can give a little.

"You speak first." I don't know why Yang Ling is interested, but Zong Tian doesn't care much about the order in which he speaks.

"Don't bother the Spirit King, of course I'll pump you."

"Me? Are you sure? While saying this, the death qi was also wrapped around Yang Ling's body, and looking at the other party's hideous appearance, Zong only remembered the feeling of wanting to die when he was injected with soul energy. It seems that this kind of thing is indeed deep in the bone marrow, and this is probably why the soul creation will use the mastery attribute to inform Zongtian that he may be extremely powerful in the future.

"I'm probably not sure about it now." Faced with such a situation, Zongtian naturally chose to tell the truth, "Let's talk about your attention." ”

"First of all, I want to make sure, can the soul maker appear now?"

"Probably not." Although Zongtian had some experience with such things, he still tried to call for soul creation, but the result was still no news.

"Then I'll ask a presumptuous question." Yang Ling even straightened his posture with a little difficulty, "Do you have a way to determine if the soul creation is still alive?" ”

"Of course ......" Although this answer was almost blurted out, Zongtian immediately hesitated, although there was a faint connection between him and the soul creation, but if it was really a complete certainty, then he seemed to be not so sure.

"Are you sure?" Probably seeing the change in Zongtian's expression, Yang Ling also asked again as a matter of course, but this was just a repetition of the words, but it almost killed Zongtian. If the soul creation is really dead, then won't he become her coffin? And once such a thought is thought about, it seems to have been haunting Zong Tian's mind, and some feelings of nausea have begun to torment him.

"If that's the case, then I probably need my plan even more."

Zongtian didn't answer anything, and this silence also allowed Yang Ling to confirm the answer to the question, so while saying this, he began to rummage through his bag again, only this time he quickly took out a scalpel.

"What do you want to do?!" Although the flipping action just now was very frightening, such an action naturally frightened Zongtian even more.

"It's not a big deal, just cut it open and take a look, maybe it can help you solve the problem of soul creation, and I, too, can do some research." Although Yang Ling didn't look like he was joking, such a thing was obviously impossible.

At this time, Zongtian had to work hard to calm down his mood, after all, at this time, it seemed that most of Yang Ling's previous words were just some means deliberately used to make him agree. Although those methods are not clever, but what normal person would let people cut themselves open because of some psychological cleanliness?

Yang Ling's matter is naturally ignored too much, but at this time, Zongtian must confirm the safety of the soul-making, after all, if some things are not confirmed, they will become an eternal thorn in their hearts. Calming down, Zongtian began to slowly observe his body, and as he went deeper into his body, he also found that the place where he became stronger was not only in the absorption of soul energy.

Because he is more familiar with the soul energy, the interior of his body is also more clearly displayed in front of Zongtian's eyes. The first thing he saw was the whirlpool that was already absorbing soul energy like a black hole, and then there was the life that was faint in the whirlpool. The familiar feeling naturally let Zongtian know, that is where the soul is created.

Such a discovery naturally made Zongtian put his heart down, and at this time, he didn't know how much faster he had accelerated the speed of absorbing soul energy, which should also make the soul creation recover faster, right?

"No, I'm interested in your old friend now."

Although this answer did make Yang Ling a little disappointed, Zong Tian mentioned the previous things at this time, which can be regarded as making some progress in things.

"Since you've said so." Yang Ling didn't say anything and just packed up his things, but Zong Tian just now just wanted to interrupt the unpleasant conversation, and he naturally needed to understand that unknown old friend.

"Nandu." But what he got was an answer he couldn't have imagined.

"When did he become my old friend?" thought that he would never see this person again, but at this time, Zongtian didn't expect Yang Ling to call himself to see him.

"You should be speaking to the people of Lingcheng, right?"

"yes."

With Yang Ling's understanding of the soul plane, it didn't seem difficult to guess such a thing.

"And then you don't really like this job, do you?"

"yes."

This guess is even simpler, after all, Yang Ling can be regarded as watching Zongtian grow up.

"Isn't that the end of it?"

It's just that Zongtian can't see through it, and it's over.

"You explain it to me."

"If we have persuaded Nandu in the past, isn't he a better speaker than you?"

Although there seemed to be a lot of loopholes in such words, and Yang Ling's tone was a little strange when he said that persuasion, but the result was too tempting.

"Is that possible?" Although Zongtian was still questioning, he had already made the decision to try.

"There's nothing to lose by trying, anyway."

Such words naturally dispelled the last trace of hesitation of Zongtian.