Hearing the whispers of the Son of God and witnessing the way it spoke, Salaen realized that he had thought wrong, and that Ysera was right.

It is true that Kamiko still has nostalgia for the earthly 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.

Shinko's concerns are not unfounded.

Since Liu Lang's death, the adventure passion of the Panda people on Lost Island has indeed declined from generation to generation.

Through the strong emotions contained in the words of the true son of God, Sarian finally reached the true thoughts of his heart.

At the same time, Sarena is aware of one thing.

Shen Zhenzi also thought about it, it underestimated the will of the panda people, and underestimated the persistent belief of mortals in pursuing ideals.

Most of the panda people who are willing to follow Liu Lang to leave Pandaria have a passion for exploring the unknown in their hearts.

Although there are fewer and fewer descendants who have inherited this passion under the bloodline from generation to generation, this does not mean that the adventurous spirit inherited by Liu Lang will die.

As long as the Elders' House of Wuchen Temple is still operating normally, the deeds of the ancestors can still be preserved from generation to generation.

Young panda people can always learn about the vast world beyond the Lost Island from the mouths of their elders, and then yearn for it, and when they grow up, they will join it and become one of the adventurers who travel to the Lost Island.

The will of a single mortal is indeed fragile, easily influenced by external factors, and gradually loses his original intention.

But when a person's will is passed down from generation to generation in the form of cultural inheritance, the fragile will be pinched into a firm belief similar to a belief, and will no longer be easily influenced by external influences.

According to Ysera's estimates, Shinko should have about 30 years of natural life.

30 years is not a long time, and it is not a short time.

Sarian relayed the spirit he had just realized to Kamikoko, and asked him if he wanted to have an immortal life, to watch over the panda people of the Lost Island forever, and to inform the newborn panda people of Liu Lang's spirit from generation to generation.

Knowing the changes in the Lost Island over the years that she had been sleeping, Kamiko fell into a long silence.

Sarren didn't rush, and sat down with Ysera in front of the turtle, patiently waiting for it to clear its mind before responding.

"Will, inheritance, original...... Is that so? ”

After more than an hour, Kamiko finally came back from her contemplation and let out a long sigh of emotion.

"It's me who underestimated the will of mortals, and I also underestimated the weight of Liu Lang's ideals, I was wrong."

The thoughts are clear, and the eyes of Kamiko, who has always looked very decadent, become bright.

"Send me back, it's time to tell those little ones the real story of Liu Lang's adventures."

After many generations of panda people's word of mouth, Liu Lang's adventures have been distorted to the present day, adding many fantasy elements that were not previously available.

According to the barrage, if it is passed on blindly for a few hundred years, maybe Liu Lang will become an omnipotent panda man Tianzun.

There may even be a strange record of kicking Thor and punching the Four Heavenly Gods.

Although Shen Zhenzi hopes that the panda people of Lost Island can always remember Liu Lang's spirit, he doesn't want Liu Lang's life to be artificially deified, and the original is true.

The process of convincing God of the Son was surprisingly smooth.

Just as Ysera predicted, the true son of God who has figured it out does not want eternal life.

The best friend died hundreds of years ago, and parents and siblings have returned to the cycle of life in the past few hundred years, and eternal life is not a blessing but a curse for the true son of God, who has long been careless.

This is why Saljan wants to give Valera the blessing of eternal life, if he is the only one who knows him to live forever, one day, he will be worn out by endless years.

At that time, eternal life will turn into endless torment.

Don't look at Ysera's appearance is still youthful and beautiful, in fact, she has a lifespan of tens of thousands of years.

Over the course of time, she has witnessed too many joys and sorrows, and has personally come into contact with fellow dragons who are depressed by the death of their loved ones and loved ones.

Most of these dragons will choose to end their lives in the long torment, and bury their bones peacefully in the dragon bone wilderness, forever by the side of their departed relatives and friends.

After returning Shinko's consciousness to her body, Ysera, Sarean, and the others watched as the giant turtle reopened its eyes and raised its head to let out a long and distant roar.

"Sarjan."

"I'm here."

Standing on the edge of the Zen Staff Forest, Ysera patted Salam with emotion.

"Your mentality has not been adjusted, and you are following the thinking mode of short-lived, and you lack empathy for long-lived long-term vision."

"This is a good thing in the current turbulent times in Azeroth, as it will make you feel more wary and less sensitive to external dangers like us sluggish old fellows."

"The turbulent times of Azeroth will one day pass, this is the law of nature and the inevitable process that the planet will undergo."

"At that time, you have to re-examine your past and future and adjust your mindset in time, otherwise sooner or later you will fall into a cycle of anxiety because you have nothing to do, and eventually ...... There is a high probability that it will self-destruct. ”

The corners of Sarren's eyebrows twitched: "Is it really that serious?" ”

Ysera's eyes are deep, and they contain wisdom that has been precipitated over the years.

"Maybe I'm exaggerating, but in the end, it's pretty much the same, and it's up to you to grasp the degree."

"That's it!"

Finally, after slapping Sarren's head heavily, Isera, who had been out to relax for a while, was about to return to the Temple of Dragon's Sleep.

"If you have time to come to the Dragon Bone Wilderness and communicate more with other people, I believe you will have a deeper understanding of the long life of the dragon clan."

"Things are busy, you have to learn to relax and decompress, don't blindly bury your head and rush, and occasionally look back to see if the road behind you is solid."

Salian nodded teachablely: "Master Shangxi's teachings also have this meaning...... I'll think about it, thank you for your help, Your Majesty Ysera. ”

"Heh~" Isera waved her hand freely and walked into the portal opened by Stella Gossa.

"Thank you, I'll just come out to relax."

"By the way, Onexia will follow you for the time being, lest someone sue her in the Temple of Dragon's Sleep."

"Complaint ......"

After seeing Ysera leave, Sarian looked at the black dragon princess who was munching on buns with a strange expression.

“…… What exactly did you do in the Temple of Dragon's Sleep? ”

Onexia threw the remaining half of the bun into her mouth and shrugged her shoulders disappreciatively.

"It's just for them to play with me, it's all the rest of the 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 Kronom was notorious among the dragons, and the dragons of her generation would subconsciously show jealousy when mentioning her name, let alone the younger generation.

Being able to play with the Demon King of the Mixed World, Chromie, from childhood to adulthood, and even being able to go back and forth with each other, Onexia's so-called "game" is obviously not something that these young dragons who grew up in peaceful times can afford.

Valera and Stella Gosa complained about Onexia's lazy stay, but with Queen Ysera herself speaking, they couldn't blatantly refute it.

Sarean didn't spend much energy on Onexia, allowing her to play with Little Star and Valeera.

Next, Sarean needs to consider the itinerary to Pandaria.

Shinko untied her heart knot, woke up from a long slumber, and decided to face the rest of her life...... Kamesheng.

Fearing that the adventurous spirit that Liu Lang had passed on to the panda people of Lost Island would be worn out by the pleasure of returning home, Shen Zhenzi had never returned to the mist-shrouded continent since Liu Lang's death.

Now that the knot in his heart has been resolved, Kamiko no longer worries as much as he used to, and he believes that the adventurous spirit that has become the inheritance of the faith of the Lost Island will not disappear so easily.

With the help of Salian and a large number of Panda people from Lost Island, Kamiko agreed to take them back to Pandalia and see if there were any new changes in the long-lost land.

Through the barrage and the reading of historical documents, Sarayan has long known that Pandaria is located south of the Zendala Islands, but the exact location has never been determined.

The mist of Pandaria is not an ordinary mist, but a mist that Shao Hao, the last emperor of the panda people, has his own will.

As long as Shao Hao is unwilling to let outsiders find Pandaria's location, except for turtles with special abilities like Kamiko, no one can enter Pandaria, and will only go back and forth in the thick fog.

"Get ready, I'm going to speed up!"

Energetic, Shinko swung her limbs and swam faster, diverting her course towards the south of Azeroth.

"Target, Pandaria!"

"Oh!"