"It has been confirmed that, except for the monks in that world and the monks in our Baotong Realm, although monks in other worlds can also feel the existence of the world behind the blood talisman, they cannot push open the door... In other words, they have not obtained a license." In the Baotong World, a young monk is reporting the situation to the older monks in the top of a giant tower that has reached the sky.

Outside the one-sided light-transmitting spell wall, some young monks were stepping on the youthful version of the flying swords, passing by the clouds in groups, they were happy, free, relaxed and ostentatious.

This flying sword, which is cool in shape and can release special light and shadow effects, actually has no practical value and is relatively affordable, is very popular among young monks, and its sales are increasing every year.

However, such a surge in consumption may be shocking to look at from another perspective.

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

The old monk with short white beards and meticulous hair was standing by the magic wall, looking at the young monks who were cheering and speeding, with deep eyes as if they were gazing at the end of time.

"If this is the case, then... our opportunity is here!" the old monk said slowly.

"Expand the magic of the world associated with the blood talisman, and then create a comprehensive momentum in the entire treasure world... Let the whole world be crazy about these special treasure lands! Do comprehensive publicity, create idol effects, and create treasure myths... I don't need to explain these in detail. If you go to professional people to do things, don't keep them." The old monk said.

Even though the young monk had some speculations, he was still stunned by the old monk's tone and attitude, and then said, "Great Elder! In other aspects, I am afraid that I will not agree with this decision. After all, those worlds are unknown. We are not sure about the power to create these worlds and the true true Lord Miaotian who really exists. If you make such a comprehensive adjustment rashly, you may...."

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

"Those worlds are certainly not just a place of goodness. When I was young, I had traveled around hundreds of worlds. Each world would have their operating rules and the nutrients they needed. We cannot avoid being exploited or charged fees. What we need to see is... what we can get through these."

The old monk's eyes were shining with wisdom. He took out a piece of gummy with rainbow luster from a box at the corner of the table, and put it in his mouth, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

The young monk couldn't help but say, "Great Elder! Although the colorful thorn molting tastes good, it is poisonous. Based on 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 have actually seen my own destination, and this little hobby...you should let me keep it."

He waved his hand and said, "Continue to talk about what happened before."

While speaking, he took out another piece of "gummy candy" and stuffed it into his mouth and started chewing it happily.

"All right!"

"Great Elder, I understand what you mean. Do you want to take advantage of this opportunity to operate those worlds into special resources in our Baotong world, attract a large number of talents and resources to return, and make our world active again? Comprehensive publicity and guidance in the Baotong world are actually to form a siphon effect, guide more outsiders to visit, and those who leave bring resources to return?" Xiu Yuan said.

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

"Many years ago, our ancestors joined forces to kill the evil world's heavenly way, tear the barriers that covered the sky, and opened the Baotong Realm to the outside world, thus ushering in a full 100,000 years of rapid development. However, with the continuous progress of the cultivation civilization, our world is gradually becoming empty. The inrenewable large amount of cultivation resources makes us seem powerless to succeed."

"Although the planned reproduction has begun to be carried out in a restrained manner, and more monks are stuck at the birth of the source, this is just drinking poison to quench thirst! The Baotong Realm has been exposed. This is a path of advancement and no retreat. When the Baotong Realm no longer has a huge group of monks, it can promote the 100-year cultivation formation left by the ancestors outside the world. Our world will be penetrated by external forces in advance before the resources collapse."

Xiu Yuan lowered his head silently, and he knew 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 soul monks have swept away a large amount of resources, left the Baotong world and abandoned their hometown.

And this crisis is unsolvable.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, our ancestors were oppressed by the laws of heaven. Every three thousand years the world would enter a spontaneous state of destruction and reincarnation. Civilizations were repeatedly reorganized, and sentient beings were just food from the evil heavens.

That is why many ancestors have walked on singing, casting flags with blood, fighting against the heavenly way, splitting the barriers, allowing the world to be free and the people to be free.

If you are guilty, it can only be said that in these 100,000 years, the younger monks have failed to conquer a starry sky, expand their civilization, and expand their narrow land to infinite galaxies.

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

"Just...How to convince those guys? It's not easy to get them to cooperate. Moreover, the interests of those worlds are visible at present, and there are only so many shares. Competing with another world has made them very unhappy." Xiu Yuan said with a frown.

The old monk sighed and said, "Let me leave this to me, the old guy!"

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

"Just hope...the 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 will not be abandoned too early."

Speaking of this, the old monk's eyes flashed in his eyes and said seriously: "Xiu Yuan! You must do two main things now."

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

"First, arrange people to sneak into that world of practice. As the first port, maybe we can find some clues, don't act rashly, and don't be alert. The most important thing is... Never be careless and arrogant, and find a few people who are safe to write over. Even if you find any clues, don't have too much expectations. Just bring the news back!"

"Secondly, absorb and summarize more knowledge and information, and then inject three other worlds besides the Divine Realm world. Do our best to make up for the extraordinary ways of those three worlds and show our sincerity and value. If we do not be abandoned, we must have our existence."
Chapter completed!