Chapter 500 under heavy copy (seeking monthly pass)

"It has been confirmed that, except for the monks in that world and our monks in the Baotong world, although the monks in other worlds can also feel the existence of the world behind the blood talisman, they cannot open the door... In other words, They haven't obtained a license." In Baotong World, on the top floor of a giant tower that towers into the sky, in a transparent office, a young monk is reporting the situation to an older monk.

   Outside the single-sided light-transmitting spell wall, some young monks are stepping on the youthful version of the torrent flying sword, passing by the clouds in groups. They are happy, free, relaxed and public.

   This kind of flying sword is very popular with young monks because of its cool shape and the ability to release special light and shadow effects. It has no practical value in actual combat, and its price is relatively affordable. Its sales are increasing sharply every year.

  However, such a surge in consumption, viewed from another angle, might not be shocking.

  When young people choose the cheapest and most helpless way to express themselves, then this world... how sick is the society under this world?

  The old monk with a short white beard and meticulously combed hair stood by the magic wall, looking at the cheering young monks, with deep eyes, as if staring at the end of time.

   "If this is the case, then... our chance has come!" the old monk said slowly.

"Expand the magic of the connected world behind the blood talisman, and then create an all-round momentum in the entire Baotong world... Let the whole world go crazy for these special treasure lands! Do comprehensive publicity, create idol effects, and create treasure myths... I don't need to elaborate on these things, you should find a professional to do things, don't keep them." The old monk said.

Even though the young monk had some guesses earlier, he was still taken aback by the tone and attitude of the old monk at this time, and then said: "Grand Elder! In other respects, I'm afraid I won't agree with this decision, after all... those worlds are unknown. Yes, we are not sure about the power to create these worlds, and whether that Miaotian Zhenjun really exists. If we rashly make such a comprehensive adjustment, I am afraid..."

  The old monk turned around and said slowly: "Xiu Yuan! You are a very responsible person, but sometimes you lack a little courage."

"Those worlds are certainly not purely good places. I have traveled around hundreds of worlds when I was young, and each world will have their own rules of operation and the nutrients they need. We cannot avoid being exploited or charged, What we need to see is ... what we can get through this."

  The old monk's eyes shone with wisdom. From a box at the corner of the table, he took out a piece of fudge that was shining with rainbow luster, and put it in his mouth, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

  The young monk couldn't help but said: "Grand Elder! Although the shed skin of the colorful sting is delicious, it is poisonous. Given 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. This little hobby... you should let me keep it."

   Said and waved his hands: "Continue to talk about the previous thing."

   While speaking, he took out another piece of 'soft candy', stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed happily.

"Ok!"

"Grand Elder, I understand what you mean. You want to use this opportunity to manage those worlds as special resources of our Baotong world, attract a large number of talents and resources to return, and make our world active again? Doing comprehensive publicity and guidance throughout the world, in fact, is to form a siphon effect to guide more outsiders to visit, and those who leave to return with resources?" Xiu Yuan said.

  The old monk nodded and said, "That's right!"

"Many years ago, our ancestors teamed up to kill the evil world Heavenly Dao, tear up the barrier covering the sky, and open the Baotong world to the outside world, thus ushering in a full hundred thousand years of rapid development. But then With the continuous progress of practice civilization, our world is gradually becoming empty. The non-renewable resources of a large amount of practice make us seem powerless."

"Although family planning has been carried out in a controlled manner, and more monks are blocked from the source, but... this is just drinking poison to quench thirst! The Baotong world has been exposed, and this is a road with no retreat. Tongjie no longer has a huge group of monks, who can promote the billion-cultivation formation left by the ancestors outside the world, and our world will be penetrated by external forces in advance before the resources collapse."

  Xiu Yuan bowed his head silently, he knew that what the Great Elder said was the truth.

   It is precisely because the high-level people have seen this crisis that so many true immortals and Yuanshen monks, after taking away a lot of resources, left Baotong World and never returned, abandoning their hometown.

   And this crisis is unsolvable.

  One hundred thousand years ago, the ancestors were oppressed by the law of heaven, and the world would enter a state of spontaneous reincarnation every three thousand years. Civilizations were reorganized repeatedly, and all living beings were just food for the evil heaven.

  That's why there are so many ancestors, walking on songs, casting flags with blood, fighting against the heavens, splitting barriers, making the world free and the people free.

  If you say you are guilty...you can only say that in these 100,000 years, the monks of the younger generation failed to live up to their expectations and failed to lay down a starry sky, expand the civilization, and expand the narrow land to the infinite galaxy.

   "If that's the case, you can really give it a try."

"It's just... how to convince those guys? It's not easy to get them to cooperate. Besides, the interests of those worlds are visible right now, and the share is so much. Competing with another world has already made them very unhappy." Hugh Yuan frowned tightly.

  The old monk sighed: "Leave it to me, an old fellow!"

   "After all, I'm not dead yet, so they'll still give me some face."

"Just hope...opportunity is on our side. Those worlds have a common core...and those who manipulate that core have chosen our Baotong world as the second port. We can only hope that we don't would be abandoned too soon."

   Speaking of this, the old monk's eyes flickered, and he said seriously: "Xiu Yuan! There are two main things you need to do now."

  Xiu Yuan put his legs together, bowed and waited for the order.

"First, arrange for people to sneak into the practice world. As the first port, maybe we can find some clues. Don't act rashly, let alone startle the snake. The most important thing is... don't be careless, arrogant, and find some clues. Those who write safely go there, even if they find some clues, don't expect too much. Just bring the news back!"

"Second, absorb and summarize more knowledge information, and then inject it into the other three worlds besides the world of God's Domain. 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, you must have our existence.”

Goodnight everybody!

  

  

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