"It has been confirmed that except for the monks in that world and the monks in our Baotong world, although the monks in other worlds can also feel the existence of the world behind the blood talisman, they cannot push that door... In other words, They did not obtain a license." In Baotong World, on the top of a huge tower that towers into the sky, in a completely transparent office, a young monk is reporting the situation to the older monk.
Outside the single-sided magic wall, some young monks were stepping on the youthful version of the Torrent Flying Sword, passing through the clouds in groups. They were happy, free, relaxed and flamboyant.
This kind of flying sword is very popular among young monks because of its cool appearance and the ability to release special light and shadow effects...but in fact it has little practical value and is relatively affordable. Its sales are soaring every year.
However, such a surge in consumption is shocking when viewed from another perspective.
When young people choose the cheapest and most helpless way to express themselves, then how sick has this world... and the society under this world become?
The old monk with a short white beard and meticulously combed hair stood beside the magic wall, looking at the young monks who were cheering and flying with deep eyes, as if staring at the end of time.
"If this is the case, then... our opportunity has come!" the old monk said slowly.
"Expand the magic of the world behind the blood talisman, and then create a comprehensive momentum in the entire Baotong world... Let the whole world go crazy for these special treasures! Do comprehensive publicity, create idol effects, and create treasure myths... ··I don’t need to elaborate on these things, you go find professionals to do the work and don’t hold anything back.” The old monk said this.
Even though the young monk had some guesses, he was still stunned by the old monk's tone and attitude at this time, and then said: "Great Elder! In other respects, I am afraid that he will not agree with this decision. After all... those worlds are unknown Yes, we are not sure about the power that created these worlds, and whether the Miaozhenjun really exists. If we make such a comprehensive adjustment rashly, I'm afraid..."
The old monk turned around and said slowly: "Xiu Yuan! You are a very responsible person, but sometimes you lack a little courage."
"Of course those worlds are not simply good places. I traveled to hundreds of worlds when I was young, and each world has its own operating rules and the nutrients it requires. We cannot avoid being exploited or charged fees. What we need to see is...what can we gain from this."
The old monk's eyes flashed with wisdom. He took out a piece of gummy candy with rainbow luster from a box on the corner of the table, and put it into his mouth, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.
The young monk couldn't help but said: "Great Elder! Although the shed skin of the Colorful Insect tastes good, it is poisonous. With your current physical condition, it is better to eat as little as possible."
The old monk laughed and said: "I have lived for a long time. I chose to give up and leave, but I have actually seen my destination. You should let me keep this little hobby..."
He waved his hands and said, "Continue talking about what you were talking about before."
While talking, he took out another piece of 'jellybean', stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it happily.
"All right!"
"I understand what you mean, Great Elder. Do you want to use this opportunity to turn those worlds into special resources for our Baotong world, attract a large number of talents and resources to return, and make our world active again? In Baotong Comprehensive publicity and guidance within Tongjie is actually to create a siphon effect, leading more outsiders to visit, and those who left to return with resources?" Xiu Yuan said.
The old monk nodded and said, "That's right!"
"Many years ago, our ancestors joined forces to kill the evil Tiandao of the world, tore apart the barrier that covered the sky, and opened the Baotong world to the outside world, thus ushering in a hundred thousand years of rapid development. But then With the continuous progress of spiritual civilization, our world is gradually becoming empty. The non-renewable resources of a large amount of spiritual resources make us seem unable to continue."
"Although we have begun to carry out family planning in a controlled manner, blocking the birth of more monks from the source, but... this is just drinking poison to quench thirst! The Baotong world has been exposed. This is a road with no retreat. When Baotong Tongjie no longer has a huge group of monks who can promote the formation of hundreds of millions of cultivators left by our ancestors outside the world. Our world will be penetrated by external forces in advance before the resources collapse."
Xiu Yuan lowered his head in silence, knowing that what the great elder said was the truth.
It is precisely because the senior officials have seen this crisis that so many true immortals and Yuanshen monks have taken away a large amount of resources and left Baotong World never to return, abandoning their hometown.
And this crisis is unsolvable.
One hundred thousand years ago, our ancestors were oppressed by the law of heaven. Every three thousand years, the world would enter a state of spontaneous annihilation and reincarnation. Civilizations were repeatedly reorganized, and all living beings were just food for the evil heaven.
That’s why there are so many ancestors who march in song, cast flags with blood, fight against the will of heaven, split the barriers, let the world be free, and let the people be free.
If they are guilty... it can only be said that during these hundred thousand years, the younger generation of monks failed to live up to their expectations and failed to capture a starry sky, expand civilization, and expand the narrow place to the infinite galaxy.
"If that's the case, you can definitely give it a try."
"It's just...how to convince those guys? It's not easy to get them to cooperate. What's more, the interests of those worlds are also visible at the moment. There are only so many shares. Competing with another world has already made them very unhappy." Xio Yuan frowned and said.
The old monk sighed: "Leave it to me, this old guy!"
"After all, I'm not dead yet. They will still give me some face."
"I just hope... that opportunity is on our side. Those worlds all have a common core... and the people who control that core chose our Baotong world as the second port. We can only hope that we don't It will be abandoned too soon.”
Having said this, the old monk's eyes flashed and he said seriously: "Xiu Yuan! You mainly have to do two things now."
Xiu Yuan put his legs together, bowed and waited for the order.
"First, arrange for people to sneak into the practice world there. As the first port, maybe we can find some clues. Don't act rashly, let alone alert the snake. The most important thing is... don't be careless, arrogant, and look for a few The person who wrote it safely will go there. Even if you find any clues, don't have too much expectations. Just bring the news back!"
"Second, absorb and summarize more knowledge and information, and then inject it into the other three worlds besides the divine world. Do our best to complement the extraordinary ways of those three worlds and show our sincerity and value . If you want not to be abandoned, our existence must be necessary.”
