After hearing Shenzhenzi's murmur with his own ears and witnessing its expression when speaking, Sarlayan realized that he was wrong and that Ysera was right.
Shenzhenzi does still have a nostalgia for the world, but this is not because he is afraid of death, but because he is worried that Liu Lang's adventurous spirit will gradually disappear with his own demise.
Shen Zhenzi's worries were not groundless.
Since Liu Lang's death, the passion for adventure among the Pandaren of Wandering Island has indeed declined from generation to generation.
Through the strong emotions contained in Shenzhenzi's words, Sarlayan finally touched the true thoughts in its heart.
At the same time, Sarlayan also realized something.
Shen Zhenzi also had a misunderstanding. It underestimated the will of the panda people and the persistent belief of mortals in pursuing their ideals.
Most of the pandaren who are willing to follow Liu Lang to leave Pandaria have a passion for exploring the unknown.
Although fewer and fewer descendants have inherited this passion from generation to generation, this does not mean that the adventurous spirit passed down by Liu Lang will die out.
As long as the Wuchen Temple's Elder House is still operating normally, the deeds of our ancestors can still be preserved from generation to generation.
Young Pandaren can always learn about the vast world outside the Wandering Island from their elders, and then they are yearning for it. When they grow up, they personally join it and become one of the adventurers on the Wandering Island who travel.
The will of a single mortal is indeed very fragile and can easily be affected by external factors and gradually lose its original intention.
But when a person's will is passed down from generation to generation in the form of cultural inheritance, the fragile will will be kneaded into a firm belief similar to faith, and will no longer be easily affected by external influences.
According to Ysera's estimation, Shenzhenzi should have a natural lifespan of about 30 years.
Thirty years is neither a long time nor a short time.
Sarlayan relayed the spirit he had just realized to Shenzhenzi, and asked it if it wanted to have an immortal life and watch over the pandas on the Wandering Island forever, and tell the new pandas about Liu Lang's spirit from generation to generation. people.
Shen Zhenzi fell into a long silence after learning about the changes in the Wandering Island during the years he had been sleeping.
Sarlayan did not rush, and sat in front of the big turtle with Ysera, patiently waiting for it to respond after it straightened out its thoughts.
"Will, inheritance, it turns out... that's what it is."
More than an hour later, Shen Zhenzi finally came back from his thoughts and let out a sigh of relief.
"I underestimated the will of mortals and the weight of Liu Lang's ideals. I was wrong."
With his thoughts clear, the eyes of Shenzhenzi, who had always looked very decadent, became bright.
"Send me back. It's time to tell those little guys the real story of Liu Lang's adventures."
Passed down by word of mouth for many generations of pandas, Liu Lang's adventures have become distorted in modern times, with many fantasy elements that were not originally included in them.
According to the barrage, if the story continues for hundreds of years, maybe Liu Lang will become an omnipotent Pandaren Heavenly Lord who can escape from heaven to earth.
There may even be bizarre records of kicking the God of Thunder and punching the Four Heavenly Gods.
Although Shen Zhenzi hopes that the panda people on Wandering Island can always remember Liu Lang's spirit, he does not want Liu Lang's life to be artificially deified. The original is the truth.
The process of convincing Shenzhenzi was unexpectedly smooth.
Just as Ysera predicted, Shenzhenzi, who had figured everything out, did not want to gain eternal life.
His best friend passed away hundreds of years ago, and his parents, brothers and sisters have also returned to the cycle of life one after another in these hundreds of years. For Shenzhenzi, who has no care for him, eternal life is not a blessing, but a curse.
This is also the reason why Sarlayan tried every means to give Valeela the blessing of eternal life. If he is the only one among the many people he knows who can live forever, one day, his mind will be erased by endless years.
At that point, eternal life will turn into endless torture.
Although Ysera still looks young and beautiful, she actually has a lifespan of tens of thousands of years.
In the long passage of time, she has witnessed too many joys and sorrows, and has personally come into contact with fellow dragons who were depressed because of the death of their loved ones, relatives and friends.
Most of these dragons will choose to end their lives during the long period of torture, and bury their bones peacefully in the Dragon Bone Wilderness, forever accompanying their deceased relatives and friends.
After returning Shenzhenzi's consciousness to his body, Ysera, Sarlayan and others watched with their own eyes as the huge turtle reopened its eyes, raised its head and let out a distant roar.
"Salayan."
"I am here."
Standing at the edge of the Zen Staff Forest, Ysera patted Sarlayan with emotion.
"Your mentality has not been adjusted yet. You are still following the short-lived thinking mode, and you lack the understanding of empathy for long-term vision."
"In the current turbulent situation in Azeroth, this can be considered a good thing. This kind of thinking mode can make you more alert and will not be like the dull old guys like us who are afraid of external dangers. Sensitivity is lacking.”
"Azeroth's turbulent period will eventually pass. This is a natural law and an inevitable process for the development of the planet."
"At that time, you must re-examine your past and future, and adjust your mentality in a timely manner, otherwise sooner or later you will fall into a cycle of anxiety because you have nothing to do, and in the end... there is a high probability that you will self-destruct."
The corners of Sarlayan's eyebrows twitched: "Is it really that serious?"
Ysera's eyes are very deep, containing wisdom accumulated over the years.
"Perhaps I'm exaggerating a bit, but in short it's pretty much the same. It's up to you to control the difference."
"alright!"
Finally, she patted Sarlayan hard on the head, and after going out to relax for a while, Ysera planned to return to Wyrmrest Temple.
"Come to the Dragon Bone Wilderness more often when you have time, and communicate more with other members of the same race. I believe you will have a deeper understanding of the long life of the dragon race."
"There are endless things to do. You have to learn to relax and decompress. Don't just rush forward. Occasionally, you have to look back and see if the road behind you is solid."
Sarlayan nodded understandingly: "Master Shang Xi's teachings also have this meaning... I will consider it carefully. Thank you for your help, Your Majesty Ysera."
"Ha~" Ysera waved her hand freely and walked into the portal opened by Stellagosa.
"Thank you for nothing, I just thought I came out to relax."
"By the way, Onyxia will follow you for the time being, so that no one will keep suing her in Wyrmrest Temple."
"Complain..."
After watching Ysera leave, Sarlayan looked at the Black Dragon Princess who was eating buns with a strange expression.
"...What exactly did you do in Longmian Temple?"
Onyxia threw the remaining half of the bun into her mouth and shrugged nonchalantly.
"I just let them play with me. They are all the remaining games we played with Chromie. Who knew that this generation of baby dragons is so fragile."
'Chromie...'
The female bronze dragon whose original name was Cronom was notorious among the dragon clan. Dragon clans of the same generation as her would subconsciously show fear when her name was mentioned, let alone those of the younger generation.
Being able to play with the Demon King Chromie from childhood to adulthood, and even having back and forth with each other, Onyxia's so-called "game" is obviously not something that these young dragons who grew up in the peaceful era can bear.
Valeera and Stellagosa complained about Onyxia's laziness in staying, but with Queen Ysera speaking in person, they couldn't blatantly refute her.
Sharlayan didn't spend much energy on Onyxia, letting her play with Little Star and Valeela.
The next thing Sharlayan needed to consider was traveling to Pandaria.
Shenzhenzi untied her heart knot, woke up from a long sleep, and decided to face the remaining people in her... Kame.
Worried that the adventurous spirit that Liu Lang passed on to the panda people of Wandering Island would be completely wiped out by returning home to enjoy themselves, Shen Zhenzi has never returned to the mist-shrouded continent since Liu Lang's death.
The knot in his heart has been resolved, and Shen Zhenzi no longer has the same worries as in the past. He believes that the adventurous spirit that has become the inherited belief of Wandering Island will not disappear so easily.
With the unanimous request of Sharlayan and a large number of Wandering Island pandaren, Shenzhenzi agreed to take them back to Pandaria and see if there were any new changes in the long-lost land.
Through the barrage and reading historical documents, Sarlayan had long known that Pandaria was located south of the Zandalari Islands, but the specific location had never been determined.
The mist of Pandaria is not an ordinary mist, but a mist transformed by Shaohao, the last emperor of the pandaren, with a will of its own.
As long as Shaohao is unwilling to let outsiders find Pandaria's location, no one except turtles with special abilities like Shenzhenzi will be able to enter Pandaria and will only be able to wander back and forth in the thick fog.
"Get ready, I'm going to speed up!"
Full of energy, Shenzhenzi swung his limbs and swam faster, changing course and heading towards the south of Azeroth.
"Target, Pandaria!"
"oh!"
