Guangchengzi stood in the Yanguo ancestral temple, holding the incense letter, and respectfully offered the incense to the god of Zhao Gong.
"Fellow Taoist, it has been 180,000 years since Dao disappeared!"
"Now, as a poor Taoist, I have no choice but to borrow the help of my fellow Taoist country!"
"If I can escape from the disaster in the future, I will definitely be generous to my Taoist friends!"
After doing this, Guangchengzi turned around and looked at the Duke of Yan in the ancestral temple.
These immortal descendants have been trembling with fear from the chaos in the Central Plains.
"I came down to earth in accordance with the decree of the law to pave the way for a great catastrophe!"
"You must unite sincerely and never slack off!"
"Promise!" Hundreds of Yan Dukes kowtowed.
Naturally they recognized Guangchengzi.
Even if they don't recognize it, they do recognize the gods enshrined in this ancestral temple.
What's more, Guangchengzi is a Daluo Jinxian, and he is only one step away from a quasi-sage.
Naturally, no one was dissatisfied with the visit of this patriarch, and no one was dissatisfied with it.
"Good!" Guangchengzi said: "Now, the murderous calamity is about to occur in the world, cause and effect are running rampant, and the Yan country is also involved!"
Everyone was trembling and looking frightened when they heard this.
Because just last month, there was a wave of locust plague in Yan State.
The overwhelming swarm of locusts arrived near Jicheng, gnawing away thousands of miles of grassland and farmland along the way, and finally died collectively in the river beaches and valleys not far from Jicheng.
The number of this locust swarm reaches tens of millions.
This means that next year, Yan State may have to face a frenzy of hundreds of thousands or even millions of locust monsters that are at least foundation-building.
A swarm of locust demons of this size is enough to hatch more than three fat remains after all of them die.
Once Fei Yi is born, Jicheng will definitely not be saved.
Everyone will die!
Moreover, there will be no intact body after death!
"Unworthy disciples, please listen respectfully to the teachings of our ancestor!" Everyone respectfully said, "Guangchengzi, this descended ancestor is the only hope of the Yan Kingdom."
Guangchengzi nodded with satisfaction: "In that case, from today on, all the etiquette and legal systems of Yan State will be overthrown and restarted!"
The princes of Yan Kingdom raised their heads in confusion.
Several gods in the ancestral temple boldly asked: "May I ask the ancestor, what should I do?"
"Nature is a good law!" Guangchengzi said solemnly.
Everyone looked at each other, turned their heads and asked, "May I ask the Patriarch, what is the good law?"
"Please also ask the Patriarch to pass down the good Dharma and save the lives of his disciples and others!"
The tragic situation of the countries in the Central Plains has now spread to the Yan State through various channels.
The Jin clan was almost completely extinct, which was very lucky.
Some small countries were attacked inexplicably, and all the immortals and gods were drained of their essence and blood by evil spirits.
The whole country will perish!
Even middle-sized countries, and even big countries, are having a hard time!
Locust plagues invaded the Song Dynasty more than ten times in just three months.
The state of Song Dynasty was in turmoil.
Various disasters were frequent and plagues were rampant.
Mortals and common people fled one after another, while the mountain gods and the land encountered various unforeseen circumstances.
Qi Di, which faces Yan State across the East China Sea, has immortals and monks from Qi State escaping across the sea every day.
According to them, the state of Qi was completely in disarray.
The immortal descendants and gods of Qi, who had been severely damaged in the Qi-Jin war, were unable to resist in this catastrophe.
Mountain gods and land gods gave up their priesthood one after another and fled into the East China Sea.
Those who ran a little slower almost died inexplicably.
According to legend, there are terrible evil spirits that feed on these gods.
Mortals from Qi State went south one after another and fled into Jiulu to seek refuge.
In their description, the once prosperous Qi State and Taigong's country have now become ruins and rubble.
Evil spirits and monsters appear, and locusts and plagues come with them.
Thousands of miles of bare ground, not even a blade of grass can grow.
Almost overnight, Qi State returned to the barbaric era before Taigong ruled Qi.
Guangchengzi looked at these trembling immortal descendants, descendants of Duke Zhao.
For some reason, he remembered what he had seen in China.
Although the young monks of the Hua Kingdom have low cultivation levels, they are only building foundations.
However, they are confident, they are proud, and they hold their heads high.
As for the immortal descendants in front of them, although their cultivation level far exceeds that of the young people of China.
But they are cowardly, mediocre, dim, and incompetent...
Even the farmers in China probably have more backbone and courage than them.
However, this was actually done deliberately by the Chanjiao Taoist tradition over the past 180,000 years.
Let them be cannon fodder, sacrifice, and finally be sent to the altar to share the cause and effect.
According to the original plan, these people could continue to dominate and act tyrannically.
After three tribulations, five hegemons emerged one after another.
Let the collapse of rituals and happiness reach the extreme, and let the accumulation of karma and evil obstacles reach the extreme.
In this process, the human race will be able to completely and completely dismantle the Ji Zhou Taoism and break the shackles of cause and effect.
In this way, Yuxu Palace can be transcended.
pity……
With the Jiejiao Saint coming out of seclusion, all his plans came to nothing.
However, fortunately, the Jiejiao Saint came out of seclusion, and all the plans of Yuxu Palace came to nothing.
Otherwise, where would his chance be?
Guangchengzi has now looked at it carefully.
If we follow the original calculation, the saint's design.
Not only Ji Zhou Daotong and the immortal descendants established by Ji Zhou, they will all become sacrifices and consumables, used to fill in the obstacles of karma and evil, and used to protect the great strategy of Yuxu Palace.
Even he is like this.
It will become the consumables for this 360,000-year experiment and calculation.
A perfect cud dog.
In that case, under the sage's calculation, he would have no chance and could only passively accept his fate.
Even to death, he was used and driven.
How can it be the same as it is now, not only do I have the opportunity to escape.
Even like Styx, Lu Ya, Kunpeng and others, he can become a key piece in the game of saints.
Guangchengzi took a deep breath. He knew his role on this chessboard.
That is he must show value.
Just like the Styx, the saints can tolerate him because the Styx occupies the Nine Nether Blood Sea, and the Nine Nether Blood Sea firmly controls the future of Western religion.
The sea of blood never dries up, and the river Styx never dies.
If the River Styx does not die, the Sea of Blood will not be the back garden of Western religion!
The Western religion will never have any spare power and will take over the southern continent.
It's also like Lu Ya. Lu Ya can survive purely because he is the son of the Demon Emperor and the last Golden Crow.
By keeping him, you can contain Heaven and be prepared for any danger.
But Kunpeng is different.
Kunpeng can survive to this day purely because all the saints need such a demon master who can jump repeatedly to influence the situation in the three realms and disrupt the human world.
"Then my current path must also follow the example of these quasi-sages!"
"Find a position or role that suits me and is acceptable to all the saints!"
The country of Yan is a beginning and an opportunity.
If you manage well, you may become a bargaining chip for saints to compete for and win over during this great tribulation.
After watching the Hua Kingdom for a few months, Guangchengzi did not go deep into it, but he also understood that he could not make the Yan Kingdom better than the Hua Kingdom no matter what.
If this is the case, then we must do the opposite.
As long as we rebel against China every time, we can still gain a foothold.
Then, all the saints will see his value.
How to do it?
Naturally, starting from the bottom, we build a country that is tit for tat with China.
All kinds of thoughts were rising and falling in Taoist heart, and Guangchengzi already said loudly: "When the old laws are abolished, the people of Yan State must clearly define their grades!"
"It depends on whether you have cultivated your skills, how thick your heels are, and how good your luck is!"
With that said, Guangchengzi offered the Fantian Seal.
The Fan Tian Seal bloomed with precious light and dropped numerous words.
They are all the grades that Guangchengzi thought about.
A new etiquette order that combines Western religion and the Taoist teachings!
Guangchengzi naturally knew that this order of etiquette and law had no future.
But, this is exactly what he needs.
As long as I live in Yan State in Biaohu, it will be fine.
All we need to do is to prevent the order of the Yan Kingdom from collapsing before the catastrophe.
When the great tribulation begins, all the saints will end.
Saints will need a foothold and a place to settle.
At the same time, the saints will also discover that the various deviant laws of Nahua are intolerable.
At that time, the Yan State controlled by Guangchengzi will become the key to the "protection" of the saints.
As long as there is a saint who is willing to vouch for him.
Then, he would be sure to survive the great catastrophe of our society, and he could even take the opportunity to kill the corpse and become a quasi-sage!
Thinking of this, Guangchengzi's face even turned a little rosy.
As for the immortal descendants of the Yan Kingdom, their eyes gradually brightened when they looked at the various etiquette regulations set by their ancestors.
that is……
Someone had the guts to kowtow and ask: "Is this the founder..."
"Nowadays, evil spirits are everywhere in the world, and there are also evil spirits everywhere in the Yan Kingdom..."
"Next year the tide of demonic locusts will probably sweep across..."
"May I ask the Patriarch, how are the disciples doing?"
Guangchengzi laughed.
Evil spirits are the minions of evil.
And the four evils are the kings of evil!
It just so happened that he had some friendship with the Four Evils, so they could make some trades.
At least it can divert disaster to the east!
"You don't have to worry!" Guangchengzi said, "I have my own plan!"
Just find the Four Evils and make a deal.
…
Qiongqi's figure quietly landed on the temple of Pobu.
Countless black demons emerged from her body, silently filching the restrictions of the Temple of Pox.
In Qiongqi's eyes, now is a good opportunity.
The chief deity of the Pox Tribe, Bixia Yuanjun Yu Hualong, and his wife, the Holy Mother of the Guard, both left the temple.
It seems that the saints have not paid attention to this place.
Today, the main hall of Pobu is guarded by only a few hundred heavenly soldiers and generals and two God Lords of Pobu who are no more than immortals.
"Jie Jie!" Qiongqi released countless fostered demons.
These demons continue to pollute the temple's restrictions and formations, and at the same time release a large amount of colorless and invisible poisonous smoke aimed at the divine soul and true spirit.
The poisonous smoke spread quickly.
Paralyzing, confusing, and imprisoning the souls of the heavenly soldiers and generals.
It penetrated into the temple bit by bit.
Time passes slowly.
finally……
The heavenly soldiers and generals in this temple fell to the ground one after another.
These souls, which were originally sacrificed Tao soldiers, were quickly disintegrated in the poison.
Even the two immortals guarding the temple staggered and collapsed to the ground.
Qiongqi saw him and immediately said hello.
Taotie, Taotao, and Chaos quickly followed Qiongqi, rushed into the temple, and looked at the treasure box suppressed by countless seals.
The seal in the treasure box suppresses the seeds of acne!
The seeds of pox that make even the Golden Immortal turn pale!
A plague created by the Chaos Demon!
And it was the first seed that grew from the bones of the Chaos Demon God!
