Jicheng, the capital of Yan.

Guangchengzi stood in the Yanguo ancestral temple, holding the incense, and respectfully offered an incense to the god of Zhao Gong.

"It's been 180,000 years since Daoist disciple 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 be rewarded generously by 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, a massacre is about to occur in the world, cause and effect are running rampant, and the State of Yan is also involved!"

Everyone was trembling and looking frightened as they listened.

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 pasture 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 creatures after all of them die.

Once Feiyi 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, now 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.

Legend has it that 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 Taoism 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.

He can even become a key piece in the game of saints like Styx, Lu Ya, Kunpeng and others.

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, 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.
To be continued...