I can summon worlds

Qin Hao is 90.00% confident that he can convince the old man in front of him that although he has concealed part of the information about the system, other information is true and can be found directly.

The dean was also very surprised at this time. The most important thing to discuss at the dinner party today was about the cracks in space and the aura of true gods that appeared in the Northland. Now everything Qin Hao said was related to what they discussed today.

Because Qin Hao did not say where the breath of the true god came from. From the perspective of the dean, the source of the breath was the dragon. In this world where the true god does not exist, the magic dragon of the true god level can form a dimensionality reduction blow to the entire continent.

At this time, the only good news for the dean is that the space crack in the extreme north has been completely sealed, and the magic dragon will not pose too much threat to the world in a short time.

But this is only temporary, because under the effect of world invasion, the frequency and number of space cracks will only increase until the two worlds are completely merged.

To completely solve the problem, the only way is to become the supreme god, expel the dragon, and completely separate the two worlds, so that it can be done once and for all.

However, there is still a gap between the true god and the supreme god, so the difficulty of solving all this can be imagined.

After listening to Qin Hao's words, the dean fell into silence, frowning tightly.

He didn't doubt Qin Hao's words, but was thinking about how to face the next problem.

"The two of you have faced the phantom of the magic dragon before, do you think the top powerhouses who unite the whole world can compete with it?" the old man asked suddenly.

Hearing the old man's words, Qin Hao was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head lightly, "No, although what we are facing is only the phantom of the magic dragon, even the patriarch of the orc tribe can hardly stand under the pressure of the magic dragon." Keep your feet on the ground, even if everyone unites, the hope of defeating the dragon is extremely slim."

This is not Qin Hao's alarmist talk, but seeking truth from facts.

He had seen what it was like for nine-star powerhouses to attack with all their strength. When the empire invaded the Northland, three nine-star powerhouses were dispatched. When the scuffle broke out, he stood on the city wall. Of course he knew how strong the nine-star powerhouses were.

But no matter how strong the nine-star is, Qin Hao will not feel powerless when facing the nine-star powerhouse, but when facing the body of the abyss dragon, Qin Hao really feels powerless in his heart.

If the gap between Nine Stars and Eight Stars is a world of difference, then the gap between Nine Stars and True God cannot be described as a world of difference.

At least eight-star powerhouses practice hard, and they can still see Jiuxing's back, but the gap between Jiuxing and the true god is that they can't even see their backs. Since they can't see it, how can they catch up?
"Oh~" the old man sighed softly.

"Under the overturned nest, there will be no eggs."

The old man shook his head lightly, with a rather helpless tone, "Little guy, I agree to this matter, you go back first, even if you want to ally all the nine-star powerhouses, it is not a matter of a day or two."

Seeing the old man nodding in agreement, Qin Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

He was not surprised that the old man in front of him agreed to the alliance, because he knew that the old man was different from the ambitious imperial emperor and the national teacher who devoted himself to practicing and not caring about world affairs. He was a person who really cared about the world.

Originally persuading this old man was not in Qin Hao's plan, because everyone knows that the old man is already very old. Although practice can prolong life, practice cannot make people live longer. Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, and practitioners are no exception.

In other words, the old man has actually reached his end.

Old and frail, it is already a luxury for the elderly to further delay death on the road of practice.

Even this time, if it weren't for the appearance of the breath of the true god, the old man would not even go out of the closed door, but chose to close the closed door until he broke through or died.

The appearance of the breath of the true god gave him the hope of breakthrough, but the news brought by Qin Hao snuffed out this only hope.

"Dean, let's take our leave first!" Looking at the old man's hunched body, Qin Hao sighed slightly in his heart.

Why didn't he know what the old man was thinking, but the matter was urgent, so he could only do so.

The old man turned around, waved his hands lightly, and said, "Qingfeng, go see the two of you off."

"Yes, Master Dean!" The servant boy on the side nodded and stood up after putting down the teapot in his hand.

Seeing the backs of Qin Hao and Wei Qi leaving, the old man in the bamboo house sighed again, his bent body seemed to bend even more.

Standing up and walking outside, he glanced at the cloudless sky, where the stars were shining faintly.

"The world is about to fall into chaos!"

Then, the light in the old man's hand flashed, and a wooden bird with a strange shape appeared in his palm.

"Go!" Then he threw the little bird into the air.

In mid-air, the bird suddenly came alive, and flew up with its thin wooden wings. After circling a few times in the air, it divided into ten parts, and then flew around like lightning.

In the blink of an eye, the wooden bird disappeared into the sky without knowing where it went.

"I hope this old bone still has some appeal." The old man looked at the wooden bird disappearing into the sky, shook his head slightly, and then turned back to the bamboo house.

As soon as he entered the bamboo house, the old man saw a middle-aged man with a scruffy appearance sitting beside the table.

I saw the man sitting cross-legged on the ground with bare feet, directly picking up the teapot with one hand, no matter how long the water in the teapot had just boiled, he just poured the spout of the teapot into his own mouth.

"Ha~" After drinking most of the pot of tea in one gulp, the man let out a long breath.

"Sure enough, the tea here is delicious!"

"Hmph, with the way you drink like a cow, what flavor can you drink? You've ruined my good tea." The old man snorted softly, although his words were filled with distaste, but he didn't stop the man from moving.

"Don't be so stingy, it's rare for me to come here, what's the matter with drinking a little tea for you, anyway, you can't drink it all by yourself." The man chuckled.

"It's rare to see you finish the retreat. It seems that you are also attracted by the breath of the true god." The old man laughed.

"Aren't you? What did you tell me before you went into seclusion last time? You're closed to death. If you don't break through, you won't come out. In the end, you haven't finished your seclusion yet."

The sloppy man put down the teapot in his hand, with a teasing smile on his face.

"I said that you are a dignified national teacher, so can't you clean up your image? If you don't clean up yourself, it's fine, but if you always come to my place to eat and drink, won't you be ashamed?" The old man said angrily.