The reason why Zongtian asked such a question was because those disciples had basically crawled out of that pit.

Although those people looked very embarrassed, many people who were in good spirits were thanking Zongtian.

It seems that Wuyang has indeed stolen a lot of people's lives in this divine cult, but for the culprit who may be buried in that pit, Zongtian can't let him be suffocated to death.

"What's wrong?"

It's just that when Zongtian wanted to jump down to look for it, Yang Ling held him down.

"Maybe it's a good thing if he dies like that."

"How can it be better to die?"

At this time, Zongtian was angry with Yang Ling again.

"Then after you rescued him, are you going to let them beat him to death again?"

Yang Ling pointed to the group of fierce and vicious people behind him, and Zong Tian couldn't help but be stunned.

Although he didn't want Wuyang to die like this at this time, if he was allowed to give protection to such a person, Zongtian's heart would be somewhat unwilling, but ...... Human life is a bit too heavy.

"What are you doing?"

After a slight hesitation, Zongtian's jumping movement was stopped by Yang Ling again.

"I advise you not to go."

"Let's save it first."

Zongtian's words at this time were somewhat impatient, but the repeated situation made him feel a little ashamed of Yang Ling.

Although it is said that people's indulgence always seems to be taken for granted in front of their loved ones, in many cases, this is the time when you should control yourself the most, right?

Naturally, the thoughts in Zongtian's heart would not affect his movements, but after some searching, Zongtian found that there was nothing at the bottom of the pit.

"Did you just find something?"

Coming out of the pit again, Zongtian's mood was already very different.

"I just guessed a little."

Facing the sky at this time, Yang Ling also sighed slightly.

"But there is one thing I still hope you can figure out, if science can do it, then the law will definitely exchange the lives of the murderers for those victims."

"But ......"

However, Yang Ling's words were obviously just an unwarranted assumption, and when Zongtian wanted to say something, Lao Li interjected at this time.

"If you're guilty, look at me."

Although the title of Lao Li is obviously suitable for the middle-aged man in front of him, compared to the old Longzhong before, he is undoubtedly much better at this time.

"If it was me before, I don't think I would have lived a few years, so I don't thank you for saving my life, and this can only be regarded as a small return."

While saying this, a black cloth that was not too short was also handed to Zongtian's hand.

Then, as if a consensus had been reached a long time ago, almost all the disciples present gave Zongtian a thank you gift.

In the face of these longitudinal days, there was no excuse, because it was such a sense of reality that most of the haze in his heart was swept away.

After experiencing this, Zongtian's heart was somewhat muddy.

After inexplicably returning home and eating inexplicably, Zongtian could finally lie on his bed inexplicably.

What happened just now is still vivid, no, this is not just vivid, that experience is like an infinite loop of small videos, questioning Zongtian's heart.

But I guess I didn't do anything wrong, right? And whether it's right or wrong, time will eventually let itself fade away, right?

"Ninety-seven."

"Who?!"

Just when Zongtian was in a daze, such a voice suddenly appeared in his ears, but how could he, who was in his own room, find someone else here.

"After all, this is our first communication, so it's normal for you to be weird."

"Are you God?"

"That's right, I'm the god of the Cult."

The God of God? Although Zongtian was a little strange about the other party's statement, he remained silent at this time.

"I think you've heard of the mission of the Cult, right?"

"I've heard a little."

"That's the best, and as a newcomer, I think it's a little simpler first."

In the face of such words, Zongtian naturally had nothing to be picky about, but the long silence made him can't help but ask.

"So what's the mission?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, please wait a minute...... How did you learn to communicate with your spirits? ”

"That's a long one."

Although there is usually a huge story after such words, the purpose of saying such words is to hope that the other party will lose patience.

"But it's not a very important thing, don't look at me like this, I'm also very busy."

The other party seemed to have some reciprocal emotions at this time, and the indifferent female voice that I heard before was also becoming playful.

"Then I may ask, is the task assigned by the Divine Cult necessary to be carried out?"

"It's not that strict, but I suggest you do your best, then decide that this is it, and please hand over the ten soul blades to the temple in a week."

"Is that all?"

"After all, this is your first mission, so I won't set restrictions or anything, but the temple will also give you the relative evaluation you want based on the weapons you deliver."

"I see."

"Okay, that's it for the assignment."

After saying such words, the spiritual exchange between the two ended.

Although it was only because of the inertia of communicating with the soul creation just now that the other party said the evaluation that he would use spiritual communication, but at this time, he also caught a subtle feeling at the moment of disconnection.

"I'm sorry, I almost forgot."

Just as Zongtian was trying to grasp that feeling, the voice suddenly appeared.

It's just that the voice didn't say anything, and on the contrary, some incredible phenomena appeared in front of Zongtian.

The black cloth that had become quite long in the sky floated inexplicably at this time, and in that fluttering, the black cloth also underwent some changes.

"This is your new level."

Looking at the black cloth that had turned into a blood-colored square cloth, Zongtian naturally picked it up and observed it.

A distorted number on that somewhat uncomfortable color made Zongtian feel a little chill in his heart.

However, that bluntness didn't give Zongtian a chance to refute anything, and until the next mission appeared, Zongtian should have no contact with her.

Of course, this is how it should be.

"What does such a twisted bad taste mean?"

With that faint connection, Zongtian actually reconnected to that spiritual communication.

"You ......"

Surprised, the voice suddenly erupted into rage.

"Are you questioning my aesthetic?"

"That's not ...... anymore."

In fact, Zongtian's words are more like a kind of talk, but the way straight men chat has never been loved by girls, but fortunately, Zongtian still understands his position.

"I took a closer look at it just now, don't say this thing still tastes good."

While saying this, Zongtian also tied the square handkerchief to his arm, and some distorted figures were deliberately rushed to the outside by him.

"Hmph, you still have some taste."

It seems that he can really see Zongtian at this time, and the action just now undoubtedly saved him a little bit from the already negative score.

"But you were able to reach out to me, and it seems that your research on spiritual communication is indeed not shallow."

"It's just so-so."

Zongtian naturally won't say anything, this is what he just realized.

"But even so, please don't contact me at will, and I won't punish you this time."

With these words, the spiritual communication was cut off again, but Zongtian had clearly found the trick.

This news from God naturally made the entanglement in Zong Tian's heart fade a lot, and in the early morning when it was just dawn, Zong Tian also hurriedly came to Yang Ling's residence.

"What is this?"

Before Zong Tian could say anything, Yang Ling opened his mouth first.

"That's what I want to tell you."

"Ninety-seven? Did God contact you? ”

"Sometimes I really think it's boring to talk to you."

Zongtian, who was still a little excited, was completely in no mood at this time.

"I think it's interesting."

Without Zongtian's permission, Yang Ling directly ripped off the square handkerchief, but it was originally meant to be shown to the other party, and Zongtian would not be annoyed by this.

"Do you still find it interesting? Looks like I should have given you all the black cloths. ”

"What's wrong?"

Under Yang Ling's inquiry, Zongtian also introduced last night's events.

"The gods of the Cult of God?"

While saying this, Yang Ling looked at the square handkerchief in his hand again.

"It's obviously unrealistic to go directly to the final goal, but it's a smooth progress."

After a slight hesitation, Yang Ling actually looked at the square handkerchief again.

"What? Did you find anything? ”

"I just think it's really good, why don't we go to the temple again, maybe there's a competition?"

"You don't know what happened yesterday, so it's okay to joke about it?"

"When have I ever joked?"

"Then I'm not kidding, am I?"

Although the two of them seemed to be fighting with each other at this time, the final destination did not change in the slightest, just the purpose of the two of them.

"Looks like you've made the cut."

The two people who came to the temple again naturally received completely different treatment, and Lao Li, who was the manager, also showed a respectful smile, but Zongtian didn't adapt to these things.

"There should be no doubt about the promotion, but the task assigned by God ......"

"What? Have you received an assignment? ”

"Is there anything wrong with that?"