At this time, outside the dragon's nest, under the blue sky and white clouds, a white dragon was waiting.

Not long after, the Qinglong stretched out his head and a faint mysterious dragon power appeared.

"You go to the Secret Realm of Inheritance, there will be the Soul Array Computer Technology you need." Qinglong said lightly.

"Uh," Bai Long was slightly stunned, then shook his head and said, "I heard that the Dragon Lord has a Green Dragon's horn under him, and he also has similar computer array technology. I wonder if I can provide one or two for reference together?"

"..." Qinglong didn't say anything.

System space.

"What should I do now, rich man?" the old man asked hurriedly.

"It must be rejected. You have to ask me too? Are you a god-level system, or is it the greater the power, the lower the IQ?" Fang Ning wondered.

“…”

System prompt: (System card machine.)

"Damn it, I won't be able to make it right?" Fang Ning said in surprise.

"No, it's impossible. I'm a full promotion. How could I have a higher power and lower IQ? Maybe the relative proportion of the part responsible for the decision-making is lower..." The old man's voice became lower and lower.

"Explanation is to 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 creates the system. That is to say, you are only a small part of my IQ at most. Because the person who wrote your game system did not attach any ai to that game."

"Stop talking nonsense, why should I refuse it?"

"If you don't refuse it, should you let it know the secret of the book of heaven and the foundation of your system? I understand that they are not in wine, they care about the system. They must have wanted to take the opportunity to find out your secret and prepare to defeat you." Fang Ning said coldly.

"Damn it, aren't everyone all the dragon clan? Why are they still so intrigue and can't they unite and fight the enemy together?" The old man said angrily.

"You have indeed reduced your IQ, and our interests are often inconsistent, let alone a dragon clan? One dragon can rule one side. How can everyone's interests be consistent?" Fang Ning said contemptuously, "This is the real world."

"Damn it, I'm so naive. I thought they would become good dragons." The old man said depressed.

"I don't want to talk to a fool. I want to practice. I will practice early and go out early." Fang Ning closed his eyes.

At this time, outside the dragon's cave.

Qinglong spoke again: "It's impossible, you 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 have to care about this little thing?" Bai Long said in surprise.

"..." Qinglong just glanced at the other party with his huge longan eye beads, without saying a word, silently retreated back to the dragon's hole, and then the dragon's tail rushed out.

Bai Long was surprised, waited for a while, but no response, and finally had to fly away silently.

…………

In space, Bailong and Zilong are flying towards a certain planet together.

Their flights are unique, disappear from time to time and appear from time to time.

Every time it disappears and appears, an extremely long distance is crossed.

The two dragons flew together and talked together.

"It seems that although the dragon was not born for a long time, it was still full of wisdom and was not fooled." Bai Long shook his head and said.

"Yes, I thought he was those young dragons, and I could get excited as soon as I said brothers. What a pity." Zilong said with great regret.

"Forget it, then I can only settle for the second best. I will first ask Monk Zhinan for skills." Bai Long said lightly.

"Well, I'm sorry he dares not refuse us." Zilong said arrogantly.

"Haha, he is just a demon saint incarnation, how can he be qualified to reject us?"

Not long after, the two dragons flew to the planet where the Wisdom was located, more than 600 light years away from the Earth, near the new human colonial planet.

After some politeness, Bailong explained his intentions to Zhinan in the future.

When the monk Zhinan heard this, he shook his head and said, "That method was created by the previous devil. It is terrible and contrary to the laws of nature and human ethics. It is better not to imitate the two holy dragons."

"..." The white dragon and purple dragon looked at each other, and for a moment, the surroundings became silent.

After a while, Bailong said, "We have our own sense of responsibility, you just need to offer it."

Monk Zhinan shook his head and said, "Please forgive me for not being ordered."

"You!" Bai Long stopped hearing this, then pointed at him, "Very good, times are different. It seems that no one listens to what we old guys said."

"Long Zun, it's better not to make things difficult for the little monk." Monk Zhinan looked bitter.

The white dragon was about to have an attack, but the purple dragon shook his head.

"Hmph..." The two dragons left one after another.

In space, the two dragons flew towards the center of the banking system.

"You stopped me just now, was it because of that dragon?" Bai Long said lightly.

"Well, that's it. I didn't expect that the dragon would grow so fast. Last time I saw it, it was a little far away from the gods. I looked at it before and was already far above the ordinary gods. It seemed that once I was promoted, I had directly reached the level of gods. It was really terrible." Zilong sighed.

"It seems that our plan really can't avoid that guy. But his IQ seems to be a little problem, and he is very slow to react." Bai Long keenly noticed this problem.

"It is probably a problem that arises when integrating with the human souls before. This should be its biggest weakness. The way of heaven is permanent and cannot tolerate perfect things. It does this," Zilong said lightly.

"Well, let's talk about this later. That monk Zhinan really thought we needed his technology transfer? But it was just a method of smelting the soul, and it was clear at first glance. But he tested his true position and it seemed that he was in the same group as the dragon." Bai Long said coldly.

"In the future, he will be given a class of ordinary cultivators and he will not absorb much energy in a year. He will know what would happen if he offended us today." Zilong sneered.

"Hahaha, that's what it should be."

Two dragons flew away in the quiet space quickly with a smile.

…………

Another month passed in a flash.

It was March of the seventh year of Shenyuan, and it was another spring.

Fang Ning woke up from the practice of closing his eyes.

He looked around and saw that there was no change, but the green walls were still there.

Occasionally, the sound of ironwork, the sound of elixir-refining flames, and the sound of magic weapons refining.

"Dog, come out." Fang Ning said lightly.

No response for a long time.

"Uncle, you are not dead, are you?" Fang Ning said in surprise.

"I won't die even if you die. What's wrong with you?" the old man said angrily.

"I have some insights recently and I want to go out and experience it."

"Aren't you trying to find an excuse for yourself to let the news?" the old man said in confusion.

"Since you don't believe it, then look at what this is?"

Fang Ning said, his whole body trembled, and a faint dragon power appeared.

"Well, according to my estimate, your "Dragon Transformation Art" really needs to break through to the master level. Well, where are you going to practice?" The old man said in surprise.

"Where are you at this time?"

"Just look outside and give you an open system perspective."

Only then did Fang Ning start looking out through the system perspective.

I saw a gloomy outside, the sky was dark, and from time to time I could see a grayish-white breath surging.

A little familiar.

"Isn't this the ghost world?" Fang Ning had an idea.

"Oh, what you guessed is true. I asked the Heavenly Monument to open the passage to the ghost world a few days ago. Now I am killing and killing each other. I have cleared up many evil ghosts." The old man said proudly.

"Hiss, why don't you discuss it with me?" Fang Ning said in surprise.

"What else do you need to discuss with you? Those ghost masters are afraid of me to death and dare not come out at all. I have killed thousands of evil ghosts, but no one has appeared." The old man was very proud.

"Damn, you are destroying the balance. Sooner or later, it will attract divine punishment." Fang Ning secretly calculated and immediately felt something was wrong.

"Why? What's the problem with killing a few evil ghosts?" the old man wondered.

"Think about it, if any god could rely on his own strength, he could enter other worlds and act recklessly. Isn't this world collapsed long ago? Since the upper world can still be maintained until now, it means there is a response mechanism." Fang Ning said bitterly.

He really didn't expect that he would be forced to retreat for more than a year, and the old man would cause some trouble from time to time.

"Uh, then I'll go back quickly." The old man said immediately.

"You're so timid that you say that, are you still a little bit of a god-level system? You can't run back like this." Fang Ning said disdainfully.

"It's you who said I shouldn't have killed, it's you who said I shouldn't have run away. What's your logic? I really don't understand the original system." The old man said depressedly.

"I mean, if you run away immediately, it just shows weakness. Retreat never retreats like this. You should..." Fang Ning continued to say the method.

"So that's it," said the old man excitedly, "It seems that I can't leave you."
Chapter completed!