At this time, outside the dragon's lair, under the blue sky and white clouds, a white dragon was waiting.
Not long after, Qinglong stretched out his head, and a faint mysterious dragon power appeared.
"Go to the Secret Realm of Inheritance, where you will find the Soul Array computer technology you need." Qinglong said lightly.
"Uh," Bai Long was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I heard that Master Shenlong has a Blue Dragon Horn who is also in charge of similar computer array technology. I wonder if you can provide some information for reference?"
"..." Qinglong didn't speak.
system space.
"Rich man, what should we do now?" the uncle asked hurriedly.
"It must be rejection. You want to ask me this? Are you a god-level system, or do you mean that the greater the power, the lower the IQ?" Fang Ning wondered.
“…”
System prompt: (The system is stuck.)
"Damn it, you won't let me get it right, will you?" Fang Ning said in surprise.
"No, it's impossible. I've been promoted across the board. How could it be possible that the greater the strength, the lower the IQ? It may be that the relative proportion of the part responsible for decision-making is lower..." The uncle's voice became lower and lower.
"Explanation is just a cover-up," Fang Ning said coldly, "What determines the upper limit of the system's IQ is not the system itself, but the person who makes the system. In other words, you are only a small part of my IQ at most. Because I wrote this game about you The system people didn’t add any AI to that game.”
"Cut the nonsense, why reject it?"
"If you don't reject it, do you want it to know the secret of the Book of Heaven and the foundation of your system? I finally understand. They are drunkards who care not about the wine but the system. They must want to take the opportunity to find out your secret. And then prepare to defeat you." Fang Ning said coldly.
"Damn it, aren't we all dragons? Why are we still so scheming? Can't we unite as one and fight against the enemy together?" the uncle said angrily.
"You have indeed lowered your IQ. Our interests are often inconsistent, let alone a dragon clan? One dragon can rule one party, how can everyone's interests be consistent?" Fang Ning said with disdain, "This is the real world."
"Damn it, I was so naive. I thought they would turn into good dragons." The uncle said depressedly.
"I don't want to talk to fools. I want to practice. Practice early and get out early." Fang Ning closed his eyes.
At this time, outside the dragon's lair.
Qinglong spoke again: "It's impossible, go back. My computer array technology is too advanced, and you can't afford the technology transfer fee."
"Uh, technology transfer fee? We are all brothers of the Dragon Clan. We are fighting for the common future of the Dragon Clan. Why do we still care about this little thing?" Bai Long said with a surprised look on his face.
"..." Qinglong just glanced at the other party with his huge dragon eyes, without saying a word, silently retreated to the dragon's lair, and then rushed out with its tail.
Bailong was surprised. After waiting for a while, there was no response. In the end, he could only fly away silently.
… …
In space, the white dragon and the purple dragon were flying towards a certain planet.
Their flight is unique, disappearing and reappearing from time to time.
There is an extremely long distance between each disappearance and appearance.
The two dragons flew together and talked together.
"It seems that although the dragon was born not long ago, it is still full of wisdom and has not been fooled." Bailong shook his head.
"Yeah, I thought he was one of those young dragons who can get excited when talking about brothers. It's a pity, it's a pity." Zilong said with great regret.
"Forget it, we can only settle for the next best thing and ask Monk Zhinan for his skills first." Bailong said calmly.
"Well, I guess he doesn't dare to refuse us." Zilong said arrogantly.
"Haha, he is just an incarnation of the Demon Saint, how can he be qualified to reject us?"
Not long after, the two dragons flew to the planet where Zhi Nan lived, more than 600 light-years away from the earth, near the new human colony star.
After some polite remarks, Bai Long explained his intention to Zhi Nan.
Hearing this, Monk Zhinan immediately shook his head and said: "That method was created by the previous demon. It is terrible and goes against the laws of nature and human ethics. It is better not to imitate the two holy dragons."
"..." The white dragon and the purple dragon looked at each other, and for a while, the surroundings fell silent.
After a while, Bailong said: "We have our own sense of proportion, you just need to offer it."
Monk Zhinan shook his head and said, "Please forgive me for not being able to obey my orders."
"You!" Bailong paused after hearing the words, then pointed at him and said, "Very good, times are really different. It seems that no one listens to what we old guys said."
"Long Zun, it's better not to embarrass the young monk." Monk Zhinan had a grimace on his face.
Just as Bailong was about to have an attack, Zilong shook his head.
"Humph..." The two dragons left one after the other.
In space, the two dragons flew towards the center of the banking system.
"Did you stop me just now because of that dragon?" Bai Long said lightly.
"Well, that's it. I didn't expect that divine dragon to grow so fast. The last time I saw it, it was still a little far away from the gods. When I looked at it before, it was already far above ordinary gods. It seemed that as soon as it was promoted, it would directly become a god. The level is really scary." Zilong sighed.
"It seems that our plan really cannot circumvent that guy. However, there seems to be something wrong with his IQ and his reaction is quite slow." Bai Long was keenly aware of this problem.
"It's probably a problem that occurred when it was integrated with the previous human soul. This should be its biggest weakness. The laws of heaven are constant and cannot tolerate perfect things, but it has responded to this." Zilong said lightly.
"Well, let's talk about this later. That Zhi Nan monk really thinks that we need his technology transfer? It's just a method of smelting souls. It's obvious at a glance. However, we have tested his true position, and it seems that he is indeed in harmony with us. That dragon is in a group." Bailong said coldly.
"When in the future, we assign him to the level of an ordinary cultivator. He can't absorb much vitality in a year, and he will know the consequences of offending us today." Zilong sneered.
"Hahaha, that's exactly what it should be."
The two dragons quickly flew away laughing all the way in the silent space.
… …
Another month passed in a flash.
It is now March of the seventh year of Shenyuan, and another spring has arrived.
Fang Ning woke up from practicing with his eyes closed.
He looked around and saw nothing had changed, the walls were still green.
Occasionally, the sound of blacksmithing could be heard in my ears, as well as the sound of the flames of alchemy and the sound of refining magic weapons.
"Gouzi, come out." Fang Ning said calmly.
There was no response for a long time.
"Uncle, are you dead?" Fang Ning said in surprise.
"I won't die even if you die, so what's the matter with you?" the uncle said angrily.
"I've recently come to the realization that I want to go out and have some experience."
"Aren't you looking for an excuse to let yourself go?" The uncle asked doubtfully.
"Since you don't believe me, then look at what this is?"
Fang Ning said, his whole body was shaken, and a faint dragon power appeared.
"Well, according to my estimation, your "Dragon Transformation Technique" is really going to break through to the master level. Okay, where are you going to practice?" the uncle said in surprise.
"Where are you now?"
"You just look outside and it gives you an open system perspective."
Fang Ning then started to look outside through the system's perspective.
It was gloomy outside, the sky was dark, and patches of gray aura could be seen surging from time to time.
Something familiar.
"Isn't this the ghost world?" Fang Ning had an idea.
"Oh, your guess is indeed correct. I asked the Sky Monument to open the passage to the ghost world a few days ago. Now I am killing them. I have eliminated many evil ghosts." The uncle said proudly.
"Hey, why don't you discuss this with me?" Fang Ning said in surprise.
"What else do I need to discuss with you? Those ghost masters are all scared to death of me and dare not come out at all. I have killed thousands of evil ghosts and no one has shown up." The uncle was very proud.
"Damn it, you are destroying the balance, and sooner or later you will attract divine punishment." Fang Ning made a secret calculation and suddenly felt that something was not good.
"Why? What's the problem if I kill a few evil ghosts?" The uncle asked very puzzled.
"Think about it, if any god could become powerful on his own and enter other worlds to do whatever he wanted, wouldn't this world have collapsed long ago? Since the upper world can still be maintained until now, it means there is a coping mechanism. "Fang Ning said earnestly.
He really didn't expect that after he had been forced to retreat for more than a year, the uncle would make some mistakes from time to time.
"Well, then I'll go back quickly." The uncle said immediately.
"You are so cowardly just saying this. Do you still have the airs of a god-level system? You can't run back like this." Fang Ning said disdainfully.
"It's you who said I shouldn't kill you, and you're the one who said I shouldn't run away. What's your logic? I really don't understand." The uncle said depressedly.
"I mean, if you run away immediately, it just shows weakness. This is never the way to retreat. You should..." Fang Ning went on to explain the method.
"So that's it," the uncle said excitedly, "it seems like I really can't leave you."
"Stop talking nonsense. After you go out, find me a place with beautiful scenery. By the way, there must be an internet connection..."