"Oh yes, I almost forgot."

With Hengbu's words, the strange weapon slowly calmed down, but this calm was only temporary after all.

I don't know where I found a ball, and when Hengbu stuffed the heavy iron ball into that strange weapon, the howling wind and the heat wave also enveloped Hengbu in it again.

In the face of the still danger, the sky was also secretly vigilant, but such vigilance only made him suffer more fright.

A loud thud suddenly came from the strange weapon, and the iron ball flew out at an alarming speed.

But this is not the end of it, as if he is venting his limited life, and long tongues of fire erupt from the weapon again.

Although the loud noise did startle the sky, his vigilance was not interrupted by this.

At this time, he suddenly moved, and the one who stretched out his hand not only knocked out the weapon in Hengbu's hand, but then he directly dragged Hengbu's huge block away a few meters away.

Although the weapon had taken a lot of effort, at that temperature, the weapon had already melted into a liquid state before it hit the ground.

"Failed again......"

Although I am very grateful for Zongtian's rescue, Hengbu's heart is obviously still on his own works.

"If you don't fail, there is no heavenly reason, right?"

However, Zongtian's words were full of helplessness.

"Although your idea is good, but with such an unrestrained output, no matter how strong you are, you can't bear it."

"How about making it bigger?"

Zongtian's words are just a rebuke, but Hengbu is interested.

"It doesn't have much to do with size."

"How about being too big to hold at all?"

"I think it has a lot to do with the output time."

"But if you don't breathe fire, you won't be dazzling...... I mean it's too weak. ”

Zongtian didn't expect that the big man in front of him would still have such an attachment.

"Then the main problem is not to be too idealistic, right?"

While saying this, Zongtian patted Hengbu on the shoulder.

"By the way, I'm a little curious about what you named this weapon."

And such words are obviously intended to divert the topic.

"Name, nothing special, just one word, gun."

"Guns?"

The weapon of the horizontal step obviously deviates a lot from Zongtian's cognition.

"If I could, I think it would be better to change it to a cannon."

Such an immature weapon undoubtedly looked more like a farce to Zongtian, but it was the scorching heat of the sword, as well as those whimsical ideas, that gave Zongtian an unfindable peace.

It's like being outside of the world, at least here, he's free.

Zongtian spent some leisurely days in the sword-forging classroom like this, but it was these leisurely days that slowly accumulated into pressure.

Zongtian finally left the place that made him relax, and after accompanying the still same soul-making, Zongtian also appeared in front of the Spirit King again.

Just like the situation last time, there was no good news on the Spirit King's side, but a suggestion at this time woke up Zongtian.

"Would you like to consider going home?"

"Home?"

It's probably been too long away from home, and the Spirit King's words even made Zongtian a little confused.

"Please don't get me wrong, I don't make such a suggestion because we don't have any achievements, but I want to give you corresponding compensation."

Although the Spirit King said this, at this time, she obviously misunderstood Zongtian's reaction.

"I have been alive on the soul plane for too long, and although miracles are often manifested here, the footsteps of God have not really come to this land. Based on the available information, especially the one you recently brought back from the Forest of Death, I feel that the Roots of God may be closer to your world. ”

There was undoubtedly too much speculation in the Spirit King's words, but there were not too many doubts in Zong Tian's heart.

"All possibilities are maybes, but that's all there is to it."

There wasn't much optimism in Zongtian's tone, but once the idea of going home was mentioned, it was difficult to erase it.

"If you agree, then please give me a few days to prepare."

"I see."

Although the base in Baishan is not much of a threat to the current Zongtian, but until the point of last resort, Zongtian naturally does not want to make enemies with his hometown.

But when it comes to leaving, Zongtian naturally has a lot to do. It's just that packing up is a trivial matter for him after all, and in the face of such an unfree situation, after all, Zongtian still spends most of his time by the side of the soul maker.

However, what Zongtian doesn't care about very much, naturally there will be people who care, and the so-called preparation of the Spirit King is naturally not all literal.

The three days passed in a blink of an eye, and Zongtian finally ushered in the moment of departure.

No one expected that soon after the welcome party, it would be a farewell, but the people who could appear in front of Zongtian were all insiders.

"Aren't you leaving?"

Looking at Yang Ling, who was relaxed, Zongtian was somewhat puzzled.

"Do you want me to explain it again?"

However, Yang Ling, who didn't appreciate it, was just full of disgust.

"That's fine, maybe you need it more here."

"That's natural, but you'd better keep a low profile when you go home."

"I understand."

"No, you don't think you understand."

For Zongtian's calm answer, Yang Ling didn't have much trust.

"Why do you feel that?"

There wasn't much emotion in Zongtian's question, but Yang Ling still had the same attitude.

"In your imagination, the so-called low-key is nothing more than hiding strength, but what I mean by low-key is that even if it's just daily chores such as eating and opening doors, you have to control your strength."

"Is it that serious?"

Yang Ling's words were somewhat alarmist, although Zongtian's strength had indeed increased too much, but as a person who had experienced all this, Zongtian did not feel that he had made any qualitative leap.

"Naturally."

While saying this, Yang Ling suddenly slapped the back of Zongtian's head, but at this time, Zongtian grabbed that hand.

"Maybe you don't have much consciousness yet, but at this point you are close to the apex of the soul plane."

"Even so, I don't ...... about my daily life here."

"That's because this is the Soul Plane."

Looking at Yang Ling's tough attitude, although Zong Tian was not too convinced in his heart, it was obvious that the other party still had the advantage in this kind of experience.