Chapter 103: White Dragon(1/2)
"Are we leaving now?" Bing Ling said with surprise when she came out of the dungeon and saw Zhou Sen's huge stone ship.
"I have already arranged everything, ladies first."
Zhou Sen very gentlemanly invited Bing Ling to board his granite boat.
"Thank you." Bing Ling pursed her lips and smiled, put her arm on Zhou Sen's arm, and boarded the stone ship that Zhou Sen had spent countless efforts to build. When Bing Ling boarded the ship, she was immediately shocked by the luxury on board.
"Dear Madam, I can assure you that the journey will be pleasant."
Zhou Sen bowed slightly. At this time, the huge hull was slowly flying up. Underground, thousands of hunters from the meteorite belt were waving their hands.
"What is that?" Bing Ling was a little excited and waved her hand downwards. Suddenly, she saw a huge stone pillar standing by the lake, dozens of feet high, as if towering into the sky. Looking from a distance, it was like
Like a blazing torch.
"They originally wanted to wither my image, but I rejected it, so they just made a torch." Zhou Sen said with a smile.
"What's the point?" Intuition told Bing Ling that this torch was definitely not a decoration. She knew Zhou Sen very well from this period of contact. With Zhou Sen's character, he would never do such boring things.
"It is a torch of hope and a deity."
"Gods?"
"Yes, God, as long as it is not destroyed, I can find this place and gain the power of faith."
"God coordinates!" Bing Ling suddenly realized, but her face still showed a look of surprise. After all, she did not expect that Zhou Sen was powerful enough to leave the coordinates of the gods.
"It's okay to say that."
"Can you cross the space barrier?"
"able."
"Why not just go back to the Continent of Gods and Demons?"
"Although I have many admirers in the Gods and Demons Continent, I have not yet reached the level of a god. In the eyes of those believers, I am just an outstanding soldier, and the power of my faith cannot yet form a god. Therefore, I
The spiritual thoughts cannot connect with the continent of gods and demons. If you travel randomly, you will probably get lost in the turbulence of time and space."
Zhou Sen was a little depressed.
In the Continent of Gods and Demons, Zhou Sen can be said to be at the top of his game. However, due to the deep-rooted royal suppression and countless religious beliefs, although he has countless fans, he has not developed a pure power of faith.
Although there are not many people in Zhou Sen's shrine world, Zhou Sen is no different from a god in the minds of those hunters. Although the power of faith they enshrine is not much, it is extremely pure. Therefore, Zhou Sen only needs to
Thousands of people can establish a god on a planet.
"That's it." Bing Ling suddenly realized.
Bing Ling is an awakened warrior. Her understanding of superpowers comes entirely from the information mastered by awakened humans. As for the abilities of superpowers, she mainly studies and fights against them. Her understanding of their nature is mostly half-understood.
"goodbye!"
Zhou Sen looked up to the sky and roared filial piety, spurring the stone boat to fly towards the vast sky. By the lakeside, hundreds of meteorite belt hunters waved and shouted, and some even knelt down on the ground with pious expressions on their faces.
color.
Watching those humans bid farewell to Zhou Sen with tears in their eyes, Bing Ling felt distraught for a while.
Now, Bing Ling finally understands what the true power of faith is.
At the same time, Bing Ling also understood why faith is a virtuous cycle of giving and taking.
The reason is simple.
Zhou Sen worked for the welfare of these human beings, opened up the world for them, and built a paradise for them to recuperate. For them, Zhou Sen is their god. Their belief in Zhou Sen comes from the heart. This belief,
A powerful force was formed and fed back to Zhou Sen.
No wonder, no wonder awakened humans cannot kill gods.
As long as humans exist, gods will never perish.
It is foreseeable that Zhou Sen's status on this planet will not be shaken for hundreds of years in the future. Human beings here will pass on this belief from generation to generation, and the earliest humans will create a large number of literary works and record
Next week, Sen’s activities on this planet include the scene of ascending and leaving in a stone ship.
For hundreds or thousands of years, there will still be a lot of legends about Zhou Sen circulating on this planet.
For the humans on this planet, Zhou Sen's status is as existing as God and Nuwa...
…
Perhaps Zhou Sen will never come to this planet, but this planet will provide him with the power of faith for a long time.
As the stone ship accelerated, the planet became farther and farther away, and gradually, the huge lake turned into a blue dot.
As the planet became smaller and smaller, the yellow color of the planet was completely displayed in front of their eyes.
"Zhou Sen, it seems we haven't given a name to this planet yet?" Bing Ling suddenly remembered.
"Already taken."
"Ah, why didn't I know?" Bing Ling was stunned.
"Bing Lingxing." Zhou Sen smiled slightly.
"Bing Lingxing..." Bing Ling's face turned red. She knew that Zhou Sen named her after her.
"You can imagine the endless desert as a pure white ice field."
"That's okay..."
"Why not? That planet is extremely hot, and its surface is not suitable for human life at all. I believe that everyone living there hopes for a snowstorm."
"It will never snow...it will never happen." Bing Ling's face showed a hint of loneliness for no reason.
"Not necessarily. Look, what is that?" Zhou Sen pointed in another direction.
"Comet. What's wrong?" Bing Ling looked at the vast universe. There were many comets with dry ice.
"I have set up a formation on Bing Ling Star. When the comet with dry ice passes by Bing Ling Star, it will be captured, appear in an arc, and pass by Bing Ling Star. By then, a large amount of dry ice will remain on the ice.
Lingxing’s atmosphere may be able to change the climate of Binglingxing.”
"...You have such a rich imagination!" Bing Ling opened her mouth wide.
"Isn't it feasible?" Zhou Sen was a little worried.
"Haha, the possibility is very high, but it may bring devastating disaster to Bingling Star... Oh... Actually, there is no need to worry, they have a dungeon."
Bing Ling had a look of fascination on her face, as if she had seen a fairy tale world where white snow danced lightly.
"Thank you." Bing Ling looked at Zhou Sen, with a hint of confusion in her eyes.
"Are you ready to sacrifice yourself?" Zhou Sen said with an evil smile.
"No...no..." Bing Ling suddenly blushed to her neck.
"Hey, I'm so disappointed. I thought it would impress you."
Zhou Sen sighed, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and began to practice with his eyes closed.
Looking at Zhou Sen in trance, Bing Ling's heart felt like a deer. Inexplicably, she hoped to fly like this forever, forever and ever, to the end of the universe...
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Time passes slowly in the boring flight.
Zhou Sen's spiritual thoughts are constantly searching in the vast universe. Even a meteorite is his target.
Zhou Sen now has his own divine world and the power of faith. His combat power has reached the level of a half-immortal. In this vast starry sky without any obstruction, the range covered by divine thoughts is extremely large.
The breadth, if described in terms of earth units, would easily be tens of millions of kilometers. Coupled with the flying speed of the stone ship, its search range would become even wider.
However, compared with the vastness of the universe, the scope of Zhou Sen's search is simply negligible. To describe it as a drop in the ocean is an exaggeration.
There is no doubt that if you search the universe at this speed, you can only rely on luck if you want to encounter a planet inhabited by humans or encounter the teleportation array left by the ancient immortals.
Zhou Sen's luck is always unexpectedly good.
On the third day when Zhou Sen piloted the stone ship to fly away from Bing Ling Star, he saw a frozen dragon suspended in the vast space.
In fact, Zhou Sen didn't see the frozen dragon with his naked eyes, he just felt the dragon's weak vitality.
White Dragon King!
Zhou Sen is very familiar with this aura, because he has two layers of dragon armor on his body.
Why is the White Dragon King here?
Even if the White Dragon King is an ancient god and can be resurrected indefinitely, it still requires many external factors and will never be resurrected so quickly.
Zhou Sen opened his eyes wide and drove the stone boat closer to the White Dragon King. At this time, although Zhou Sen searched for the White Dragon King, in fact, the distance between the stone boat and the White Dragon King was still very far and could not be seen with the naked eye.
The stone boat slowed down and got closer to the White Dragon King little by little.
Facing the god-level White Dragon King, Zhou Sen did not dare to be careless in the slightest.
Zhou Sen glanced at Bing Ling. At this time, Bing Ling was sleeping soundly on the sofa. After drinking a little red wine, her face showed a bright red color, and her snow-white neck made people's blood rush.
In just three days, Zhou Sen discovered that Bing Ling seemed to enjoy this boring flight very much.
"Bing Ling, Bing Ling..."
To be continued...