"I understand what Fu Lao meant, and I will do it. In fact, by now, I don't want to enter the holy realm anymore. I just hope that I can live a few more years and accompany my children." A man named Jiang Jiang Feng's old man said.

Another old man named An Qu nodded and said, "Fu, don't worry, I won't mess around."

As he said, his eyes were electric, he swept other people, and said, "Everyone will not mess around, right?"

Under his gaze, many people were calm, and some stubbornly pouted their mouths and didn't speak. It wasn't until everyone else saw that he sighed helplessly, "Well, don't mess around..."

After all, not everyone is willing to sit in and out of trouble. Even if it is death, try to enter the most holy realm.

After a brief communication and an agreement reached a consensus, everyone dispersed. Next, the goal of many elderly people changed from quickly recovering their bodies, returning to their peak state and breaking through the sacred realm, to finding ways to live longer and nurturing more youths of the Yanhuang lineage.

Lin Feng's mood is quite complicated.

They didn't have too much joy, on the contrary, they were a little guilty. These old people were very selfless. They didn't give up everything because the situation was wrong, and went straight back to the cave, regardless of external disturbances. On the contrary, they are still actively preparing to cultivate the Yanhuang people in the face of difficult difficulties.

And Lin Feng asked himself, he had nothing to do for these old people.

......

North Capital.

Wu Manman and the group of six people returned to their temporary residence exhaustedly. In the past few days, they have gone to the outside world to find the treasures of the Emperor, and to search for the traces of people in the Burial World.

However, nothing was achieved.

In fact, gaining nothing is not the worst. The most shocking thing about people's mentality is that they never know, can they really find the human emperor's legacy?

It feels like looking for a needle in a haystack, all efforts are in vain, without any effect or meaning.

"It's handed over, it's your turn to go out in the next ten days." Wu Manman said.

Six people, including Gu Xing of the Supreme Dynasty and Xia Wushou, the clan of the Dayu Dynasty, have been preparing for a long time. Gu Xing stepped forward and nodded: "Thank you."

They were about to go out, but at this moment an accident happened suddenly. A palm-sized mysterious bird, full of blazing white suspense, suddenly passed high in the sky and came to the yard where they were.

The mysterious bird cried, attracting everyone's attention.

"It's a letter from Zongmen!" Shi Yi flashed a surprised eyebrow.

He didn't expect it to be so fast. They have spread the letter so far, and it has only been a little over a month.

"Look at what the predecessors said!" Shi Yi beckoned, and the mysterious bird flew up and got into his eyebrows.

Shi Yi closed his eyes and accepted the information. After a while, he opened his eyes, surprise flashed in his eyes, and then quickly recovered his calmness.

"How?" Wu Manman asked.

"Let's leave the Blue Star first, and issue an order to the holy sites, dojos, and aristocratic families within a billion mile radius of the Blue Star, requesting all practitioners with no gaps or above to enter the Blue Star and block a few boundary roads." Shi Yidao.

In the yard, a group of people were taken aback. This is really generous. However, thinking about it a little bit, there is no surprise.

This is a war between two realms and even multiple realms. You die or die, no matter what the specifications are raised, it is normal.

"Then sign it!" Wu Manman said.

Gu Sheng frowned, and said, "This kind of thing is not easy to go, I'm afraid those holy sites and the likes may not convince us."