Chapter 1012 Who is the king in the prosperous world?
Chapter 1012
The bald crane estimated that the distance from the coast was three million miles, and Zhou Song followed up and counted 4.79 million miles.
Wang Teng thought about teleporting to the back of the coast, so he asked Zhou Song to set the teleportation coordinates five million miles away, and teleported an extra 110,000 miles away!
However, after teleporting five million miles, they didn't even teleport out of the Endless Sea!
"Well...this shouldn't be right. I...I'll re-evaluate..."
The bald crane shrank his head and quickly reassessed.
A stream of clear light surged, and the bald-headed crane looked towards the coast. After a moment, he solemnly reported a number: "Nine million miles, I will definitely not be wrong this time!"
Wang Teng glanced at the bald crane and then looked at Zhou Song. Zhou Song silently changed the teleportation coordinates on the teleportation array to thousands of miles away.
The next moment, a beam of teleportation light emerged, enveloping three figures and disappearing in the blink of an eye.
After a while.
Over a desolate desert, a teleportation force surged, and Wang Teng's figure appeared.
"Haha, sir, it worked. We successfully teleported out of the endless sea, land, this is land!"
The bald-headed crane laughed in surprise, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that he had miscalculated again.
Wang Teng looked around after hearing this.
All around, the sky was filled with yellow sand and desolate. Looking around, there was not even a single person in sight. Suddenly, my veins twitched. What the hell kind of place is this?
Zhou Song was also a little stunned. They had indeed teleported out of the Endless Sea, but it was indeed a sea of sand!
As far as the eye can see, it is boundless.
The sun was scorching overhead, and the temperature was frightening.
The entire desert was filled with heat.
But this is nothing to them as monks.
Wang Teng took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the thought of pinning the bald crane to the ground and beating him up.
In any case, it was teleported out of the endless sea, right?
And they successfully passed the coast of the Sea of Death, avoiding a head-on encounter with the three ancient forces of the Eastern Wasteland.
only……
Wang Teng couldn't help but cast a sidelong glance at the bald crane, and finally took a deep breath at Zhou Song and said, "Zhou Song, teach it how to count and how to estimate the distance between its eyes!"
"Count from the beginning!"
Wang Teng gritted his teeth and said.
"ah?"
Zhou Song's eyes widened immediately after hearing this, and he turned his head to glance at the bald crane. Zhou Song couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, his face full of displeasure.
Wang Teng turned around and glared at him. Zhou Song suddenly stood on his head with all the hair on his body. He quickly became serious and taught the bald crane to count honestly: "Come, count with me, one, two, three..."
The bald crane looked confused. Why should Zhou Song teach me how to count?
Don’t I, the bald crane, know how to count?
I can count from one to nine million!
However, when it noticed Wang Teng's unkind eyes, it immediately shuddered and followed Zhou Song to learn counting...
Wang Teng flew into the sky and looked around, looking for signs of people.
Although his eyesight is not as good as that of a bald crane, it is definitely not weak.
However, this desert was really vast. Even if he concentrated his eyes and looked at it, he couldn't see the end. However, he also found human traces.
In a direction not too far away from their current location, there was a man who looked like an ascetic monk, holding a Zen staff, walking step by step in their direction.
Wang Teng was surprised that in such a desolate and vast desert, there were still people walking down to earth step by step.
He quickly rose into the air, took Zhou Song and the bald crane, and flew towards the ascetic monk.
He didn't know much about the Divine Desolate Continent, and he didn't know much about the desert beneath his feet. He needed to ask the other party for some information about the Divine Desolate Continent and where they were now.
Wang Teng and others were flying very fast, and they encountered the ascetic monk a moment later.
"Grandmaster."
Wang Teng saluted and called to the other party.
The ascetic monk was immersed in walking forward. He was alerted to someone when he heard Wang Teng's call. He raised his head and glanced at Wang Teng and others in surprise. He put one hand on his chest and said, "Almsgiver."
"I wonder what the donor meant when he called the poor monk to stay?"
Only then did Wang Teng notice that this ascetic was actually an extremely young monk.
This monk has an extremely handsome face, with a bit of bright red cinnabar on his forehead, and fair skin, which is very different from the impression of ascetic monks.
Wang Teng's expression was slightly awe-inspiring. He vaguely heard the majestic sound of the ocean surging in the other party's body, which was a powerful blood energy fluctuation.
Wang Teng was surprised. Are all the monks in Shenhuang Continent so powerful?
The qi and blood in the body are like the sea, and the strength is like a dragon. It's really amazing.
He really didn't expect that the first person he met after coming to Shenhuang Continent would be so extraordinary.
This ascetic, who had no characteristics of an ascetic at all, did not pay attention to Wang Teng's inspection. His eyes were like bright lights. He just raised his head and glanced at Wang Teng. After a flash of surprise in his eyes, he looked away.
He raised one hand in front of his chest and said, neither humble nor arrogant, "I have to go on a journey. If the donor has nothing to do, please excuse me and say goodbye."
Wang Teng stopped looking at it, smiled slightly and said: "My two brothers were accidentally teleported here. We don't know where this place is. I hope you can give me some guidance."
The ascetic monk raised his head again and glanced at Wang Teng, then lowered his head and replied: "This place is the far east of the Eastern Wasteland, a desert that is scorched by the sun."
"The land in the far east of the Eastern Wasteland?"
Wang Teng couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard this. Did he and others teleport so far?
"May I ask, Master, how big is Donghuang?"
"How long are the horizontal columns and what is the geometry of the vertical columns?"
Wang Teng felt a little incredible. They teleported from the Endless Sea, and they only teleported thousands of miles. How could they teleport to this far east?
The ascetic monk glanced at Wang Teng and others with suspicion, and then said: "The Eastern Wilderness is boundless, thousands of miles away both horizontally and vertically."
"The donor doesn't know how vast the Eastern Wilderness is, or which region the donor comes from?"
The ascetic monk opened his mouth for questioning for the first time.
Wang Teng opened his mouth and looked thousands of miles away?
Then why did they teleport to this far east place?
Could it be that this Far Eastern Land is bordered by the Endless Sea?
"I'm afraid that's not the case..."
"The rules of heaven and earth here are slightly different from those in the wasteland. It seems that the rules of heaven and earth in the Eastern Wasteland have changed the strength of our teleportation power, thus affecting the distance of teleportation..."
Wang Teng vaguely understood, and a strange look appeared in his eyes. He did not expect that the different rules of heaven and earth would actually affect the operation of the teleportation formation, causing the teleportation to deviate!
And this deviation is very outrageous. I don’t know how many thousands of miles the deviation is, sending them directly to the far east of the Eastern Wasteland!
Seeing that Wang Teng had a strange look on his face, the ascetic monk no longer asked where Wang Teng and others were from. He just looked at Wang Teng calmly, shook his head and walked away with his Zen staff, muttering to himself:
"There is a divine body in the eastern wilderness, with Qi penetrating the nine heavens; there is a Taoist body in the north, with golden lotuses playing thousands of ways; there is a demon god reincarnated in the southern ridge, with unparalleled demon-sealing skills; in the western sky, there is a small Tathagata, who has been condensing relics for a hundred years; in Zhongzhou, it is like a sea swallowing up hundreds of rivers, illuminating the mountains and rivers.
Wan Duo..."
"Today there is a son of destiny, and his anger is causing chaos in the Eastern Wasteland..."
"It's really a golden age! But I don't know who will be the king in this golden age?"