What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 509

Yan capital Jicheng.

Guang Chengzi stood in the Ancestral Temple of the State of Yan, holding a letter of incense, and respectfully offered a stick of incense to the amulet of the Lord Zhaogong.

"Friend Daoxiao, it's been 18 years!"

"Poverty Taoist now, as a last resort, can only use it from the country of friends!"

"If you can escape from the robbery in the future, the poor Taoist priest will definitely reward fellow Taoists generously!"

After finishing this matter, Guang Chengzi turned around and looked at the Duke of Yan in the ancestral temple.

These immortal descendants who have been shaken by the chaos in the Central Plains.

"My seat descends to earth, following the decree of the law, to open the way for the catastrophe!"

"You should be sincere and united, and don't slack off!"

"Promise!" Jishou kowtowed to hundreds of Dukes of Yan.

They naturally recognized Guang Chengzi.

Even if they don't recognize it, the gods enshrined in this ancestral temple can also recognize it.

What's more, Guang Chengzi is the Daluo Jinxian, and he is only one step away from the quasi-sage.

Naturally, no one refuses to accept or surrender to the presence of this patriarch.

"Good!" Guang Chengzi said: "Now, the killing and catastrophe in the world will start, and the cause and effect will go berserk, and the country of Yan will also be involved!"

Everyone listened, trembling and looking terrified.

Because just last month, there was also a wave of locust plagues in Yan.

The overwhelming swarms of locusts reached the vicinity of Jicheng, gnawed away thousands of miles of pastures 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 is tens of millions.

It means that next year, the country of Yan may have to face a frenzy of hundreds of thousands or even millions of locust demons who are at least foundation-building.

A locust demon swarm of this size is enough to hatch more than three fat leftovers after they die.

Once Feiyi is born, Jicheng will definitely be lost.

All will die!
Moreover, checkmates have no whole body!

"Unworthy disciples wait to listen to the teachings of the patriarch!" Everyone respectfully, Guang Chengzi, the patriarch who descended to earth, is the only hope of the Yan Kingdom.

Guang Chengzi nodded in satisfaction: "Since that's the case, from today onwards, all the etiquette and legal systems of the Yan Kingdom will be overthrown and restarted!"

The Dukes of Yan raised their heads incomprehensibly.

Several gods in the ancestral temple boldly asked, "Dare to ask Patriarch, what method should we do?"

"Naturally it is a good law!" Guang Chengzi said in a deep voice.

Everyone looked at each other, and they all bowed their heads and asked, "Dare to ask Patriarch, what is the good law?"

"Also ask the patriarch to pass on the good dharma and save the lives of disciples and others!"

The tragedy of the countries in the Central Plains has now spread to the Yan Kingdom through various channels.

It is very lucky that the clan of the Jin Dynasty is almost extinct.

Some small countries were attacked inexplicably, and all the descendants of the immortals were completely sucked up by evil spirits.

The whole country perishes!

Even a medium-sized country, or even a big country, is also very uncomfortable!
The locust plague invaded Song State more than ten times in just three months.

The State of Song and Sheji were precarious.

All kinds of disasters are frequent and plagues are rampant.

Ordinary people fled one after another, while the mountain gods and the land encountered all kinds of unpredictable events.

Qidi, which is across the East China Sea from Yanguo, now has immortal descendants and monks from Qiguo fleeing across the sea every day.

According to them, Qi State has completely collapsed.

The immortal descendants and gods of the Qi State who were severely damaged in the Qi-Jin War were powerless to resist in this catastrophe.

The mountain gods and the land all gave up their priesthood one after another and fled into the East China Sea.

Those who ran a little slower almost fell away without knowing why.

Legend has it that there are terrible evil spirits who feed on these gods.

Ordinary people in Qi State went south one after another, fleeing to Jiulu to seek asylum.

In their descriptions, the once prosperous Qi State, the Taigong's country, has now become ruins and rubble.

Evil spirits and monsters come and go, locusts and plagues come along.

There are thousands of miles of red land, and no grass grows.

Almost overnight, Qi returned to the barbaric era before Taigong ruled Qi.

Guang Chengzi looked at these trembling immortal descendants, descendants of Lord Zhao.

For some reason, he remembered what he had seen and heard in China.

The young monks in the Hua Kingdom, although their cultivation bases are low, they are only building foundations.

However, they are confident, they are proud, and they hold their heads high.

And the descendants of the immortals in front of them, although their cultivation base far exceeds that of the young people in Huaguo.

But they are cowardly, mediocre, stupid, and incompetent...

Even the peasants in the country of Hua, I am afraid they have more backbone and courage than them.

However, this was actually done intentionally by the Chanjiao Taoism over the past 18 years.

Let them be cannon fodder, as sacrifices, and finally sent to the altar to bear the cause and effect together.

In the original calculation, these people could still continue to be domineering and domineering.

After three catastrophes, the Five Hegemons have risen one after another.

Let the rites collapse and the music go bad to the extreme, and let the karma and evils accumulate to the extreme.

In this process, let the people completely and completely dispel Ji Zhou's Taoism and break the shackles of cause and effect.

In this way, Yuxu Palace can be detached.

pity……

As the Jiejiao saint left the customs, all calculations came to nothing.

However, fortunately, it was the Jiejiao sage who left the customs, and all the calculations of Yuxu Palace came to nothing.

Otherwise, where is his chance?

Guangchengzi has been watching carefully now.

According to 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 karmic obstacles, and used to cover the great strategy of Yuxu Palace.

Even he is the same.

It will be a consumable for this 36-year experiment and calculation.

A perfect hound dog.

In that case, under the sage's calculations, he would have no chance and could only passively accept his fate.

Used and driven even to death.

How can it be the same as now, not only have the opportunity to escape.

Even like Styx, Luya, Kunpeng and others, he can become a key pawn in the game of the saints.

Guang Chengzi took a deep breath, he knew his role on this chessboard.

That is he has to show value.

Just like Styx, the saints tolerated him because Styx occupied the Nine Nether Blood Sea, and the Nine Nether Blood Sea firmly held back the future of Western religion.

The sea of ​​blood does not dry up, and the Styx does not die.

If Styx is not dead, the sea of ​​blood will not be the back garden of the Western religion!

The Western religion will never have any spare power to take over Nanzhan Buzhou.

Also like Lu Ya, Lu Ya was able to live purely because he was the son of the Demon Emperor and the last Golden Crow.

If you keep him, you can contain the Heavenly Court and be prepared.

But Kunpeng is different.

The reason why Kunpeng has survived to this day is purely because all the saints need such a demon master who can jump repeatedly, to influence the situation of the Three Realms and disrupt the human world.

"Then I need to emulate these quasi-sages in my current path!"

"Find out a position or role that suits me and can be accepted by the saints!"

And Yan Guo is a beginning, an opportunity.

If it is managed well, it may become a bargaining chip for all the saints to compete for and win over in this catastrophe.

After watching Huaguo for a few months, although Guang Chengzi did not go deep into it, he also understood that he could not make Yanguo better than Huaguo no matter what.

If so, then do the opposite.

As long as you rebel against Hua Guo, you can still gain a foothold.

Then all the saints will see his value.

How to do it?
Naturally, starting from the bottom, build a state that is tit-for-tat against Huaguo.

In his heart, all kinds of thoughts fluctuated, and Guangchengzi said loudly: "When the old law is abolished, the people of Yan Kingdom should clearly determine their ranks!"

"With or without cultivation, it depends on the depth of your feet and the level of your fortune!"

With that said, Guang Chengzi sacrificed Fan Tianyin.

Fan Tianyin bloomed with precious light, and dropped many words.

They are all the grades that Guangchengzi thinks about.

A brand-new order of etiquette and law that blends Western religion and the avenue of elucidation!

Guang Chengzi naturally knew that this order of etiquette and law had no future.

But that's exactly what he needs.

As long as you stay in the country of Yan, you will be fine.

It is only necessary to keep the order of Yan State from collapsing before the catastrophe.

When the catastrophe begins, the saints end.

Saints will need a foothold, a place to settle down.

At the same time, the sages will also find that the various deviant laws and regulations in the Hua Kingdom are intolerable.

At that time, the Yan Kingdom controlled by Guang Chengzi will become the key to the 'protection' of all the saints.

As long as there is a saint, he is willing to be his guarantee.

Then, he will be sure to survive the catastrophe of this society, and he can even take the opportunity to kill the corpse and become a quasi-sage!
Thinking of this, Guang Chengzi's face was even a little rosy.

And the eyes of the immortal descendants of Yan Kingdom gradually lit up when they saw the various etiquette regulations set by their ancestors.

Just ...

Someone boldly kowtowed and asked, "Patriarch..."

"Nowadays, evil spirits are everywhere in the world, and in Yan Kingdom, there are also evil spirits everywhere..."

"The wave of monster locusts in the next year may sweep across..."

"Dare to ask Patriarch, what should disciples do?"

Guang Chengzi laughed.

Evil spirits are the minions of evil.

And the evil is king with the four evils!

However, he happened to have some friendship with the four murderers, so he could make a little deal.

At least, it can be a disaster!

"You don't have to worry!" Guang Chengzi said: "I have my own calculations!"

Just find the four murderers and make a deal.

……

Qiongqi's figure quietly landed on the temple of the acne department.

Countless black demons, from his body, quietly defiled the prohibition of the Temple of Acne.

In Qiongqi's eyes, now is a good opportunity.

Bixia Yuanjun Yu Hualong, the main god of the acne department, and his wife, the Virgin Mary of Weifang, both left the temple.

The saints didn't seem to pay attention to this place either.

Today's main hall of the Acupuncture Department is guarded by only a few hundred soldiers and generals and two Gods of the Acupuncture Department who are no more than heavenly immortals.

"Jie Jie!" Qiongqi released countless demons that he had reared.

These evil spirits continued to pollute the prohibitions and formations of the temple, and at the same time released a large amount of colorless and invisible poisonous smoke aimed at the soul and true spirit.

The poisonous smoke soon filled the air.

Paralyzed, confused, and imprisoned the primordial spirits of the heavenly soldiers and generals.

It penetrated into the temple bit by bit.

Time goes by slowly.

at last……

The heavenly soldiers and generals in the temple fell to the ground one after another.

These primordial spirits, which were originally sacrificial Taoist soldiers, quickly dissipated in the poison.

Even the two angels guarding the temple staggered and collapsed to the ground.

Seeing Qiongqi, he immediately greeted him.

Taotie, Wuwu, and Chaos quickly followed Qiongqi, rushed into the temple, and looked at the treasure box suppressed by countless seals.

What is sealed and suppressed in the treasure box is the pox disease seed!

The pox disease seeds that make even the golden immortals turn pale!
The plague created by the Chaos Demon God!

And it was the first seed that grew from the bones of the Chaos Demon God!
(End of this chapter)