Yan, who had been fettering the cave in the first mountain for hundreds of years, was freed once, and he immediately returned to the Yan family. When he saw many new descendants of the immortals in the tribe, he didn't have time to be happy for too long, but found that the tribe had gradually gone astray.
On the Zi Yan Ling Mountain, Yan glanced at Zi Yan Lingjun, and did not directly pry into his mind. Instead, he asked: "You should know the situation of the tribe. Why don't you come forward to correct it?"
Ziyan Lingjun looked at Yan, his eyes flashed slightly, he shook his head with a smile and said: "In tribal affairs, sowing causes and results, the problem after all is that there is the Yan clan itself in the Yang world. Our Lord Shinto, Yin and Yang are separated, no matter It’s better to intervene directly.”
Hearing this, Yan could not help but frown slightly, and said with some displeasure: "You are my divine body. When I am not in the tribe, you will take care of the tribe for me."
Upon hearing this, Ziyan Lingjun straightened his expression, looked at Yan and corrected: "After all, it is different. I am the Lord of God, and I must act in accordance with the laws of heaven and gods.
The separation of yin and yang, the separation of humans and gods, is the law of heaven and the divine law set by you. The Yan family's situation is not yet to the point where I need to directly intervene. "
Yan was speechless for a moment when he heard the words, and frowned. After all, he didn't dwell on the matter anymore, and directly gave instructions: "In this case, then execute it more thoroughly.
From today onwards, the ancestral spirits and city gods, apart from guarding the truth and warding off evil spirits, and clearing the yin and yang earth lines, are not allowed to show their holiness in front of others unless it is a time of life and death for the tribe. "
However, Yan was determined to cut off the tribesmen's dependence on the ancestral spirit City God from the root.
"There must be no problem on my side." Ziyan Lingjun glanced at Yan and warned with some worry: "But the tribe is afraid that there will be chaos for a while, be careful of excessive casualties."
Hearing this, Yan closed his eyes and thought for a while, then slowly said: "In these years, under my protection, the tribe has developed rapidly, but there have been few setbacks. Now it seems that being too smooth is not necessarily a good thing.
This time we can take the opportunity to reshape the will and spirit of the tribe and lay the foundation for the Youyan clan on the path of humane self-improvement. As for the temporary chaos and casualties——"
At this point, Yan paused slightly, and then said firmly: "For the future of the entire clan, it is inevitable to make sacrifices."
Seeing that Yan had already made up his mind, Ziyan Lingjun did not say anything more, but finally reminded: "Even so, you still have to think about the demons and gods who come and go in Fang City. Without the deterrence of the gods, They are afraid that they will get worse."
When Yan heard this, his eyes flashed, but his expression was unusually indifferent and he said: "Now that Fangshi's influence is growing, it is indeed time to establish some rules."
Hearing this, Lord Zi Yan looked up at Yan and asked, "Do you need help from the gods like me?"
Yan nodded and said: "After you go back, on the one hand, you must restrain the ghosts and gods and prevent them from showing up to the saints at will. On the other hand, you must urge the gods to strengthen monitoring in various places. If there are demons and demons above that harass the tribe, immediately Activate the divine formation with all your strength."
As he spoke, Yan stared at the Purple Flame Spirit Lord closely and warned: "You don't need to kill the opponent directly. You just need to hinder and entangle him for a while to buy some time for me."
In fact, if we ignore it, even when the formation was first formed, there was an innate spiritual treasure - the Samsara Judge's Pen as the formation eye. As long as the Golden Immortal and below did not have the heavy treasure to protect themselves, they would have been able to defeat the enemy.
What's more, after hundreds of years of evolution, not only has the secret realm of the underworld, which is the foundation of the divine formation, become much stronger, but even the gods are growing, and now there are even many immortals.
In this way, supplemented by the growing belief in incense and the temple leylines that serve as anchors and foundations, the power of the entire array of gods is naturally greater than before.
However, on the one hand, it takes a certain amount of time to mobilize the power of all the divine formations. After all, the formation of the gods is a large-scale formation, and it needs to rely on geography and the power of the gods to exert its full power.
Its power can only be fully exerted in its protection.
On the other hand, the Array of Gods almost has the last and strongest foundation of the Yan clan except for the two saints. Yan does not want to use it until the real crisis.
The fear of being found out and finding ways to restrain yourself is one aspect. Also, because the full activation of the divine array requires a lot of energy, there must be a period of weakness after each activation.
Now is the early stage of the Lich Tribulation. Naturally, Yan can accumulate a little strength, a little strength, and he will not leave any flaws if he can.
Of course, Yan didn't want to use the divine formation because he was confident enough that he could defeat the enemy neatly and neatly by himself.
In this way, it is naturally not worth exposing the tribe's background.
Upon hearing this, Purple Flame Spirit Lord nodded clearly, and then asked: "Do we need to inform the tribe about the changes in the gods?"
"No need to notify! Just let everything take its course." Yan waved his hand very simply and said.
In this way, without the Yan family knowing anything about it and still thriving, the number of ancestral gods from all over the place suddenly became less frequent.
At the beginning, this situation did not attract much attention, until a tribe of thousands of people in the periphery of the Yan clan was attacked by a passing demon. After a battle, nearly half of the clan members were killed or injured, but the ancestral city god Not holy.
The changes in the ghosts and gods slowly attracted the attention of the higher-ups in the tribe and the immortals.
In the forbidden area where the Yan clan's ancestral land is located, the old patriarch Rui looked serious and sat at the top. There were ten or twenty people sitting below him. They were either the immortals of the Yan clan or the current high-ranking officials of the tribe.
"Everyone is aware of the changes in the tribe's ancestral spirit, Chenghuang. I wonder what you think?" The old patriarch glanced at everyone and said slowly.
"Before I came here, I visited various temples. There was nothing wrong with the ancestor spirits, but they suddenly no longer easily responded to the prayers of the tribe." Hong looked up at the old patriarch and said slowly.
"The entire divine system is operating normally, and their eyes are still paying attention to the Yangshi believers, but their true bodies have not stayed in the Yangshi Temple.
In addition to performing basic clerical duties, they no longer seem to respond to the communication of the Yangshi. Even we can only faintly sense their existence and reveal a trace of goodwill. "
Cang Pei also spoke, but as he spoke, his brows wrinkled involuntarily.
"Yin and Yang are separated! Could it be that something happened in the underworld?" Someone couldn't help but guess.
"Can you contact Yan now?"
The immortals talked a lot, until someone asked this question, everyone closed their mouths with different expressions, and turned to look at the people who were related to Yan in a tacit understanding.
Everyone understands the meaning of this sentence. This was because he was worried that something would happen to Yan outside, which caused the changes in the Yin Shi ancestor Ling Chenghuang.
After all, everyone knows that the ancestral spirit City God came from Yan's pardon seal. Now that the gods have changed like this, they naturally think of Yan, who has not appeared for hundreds of years.
"Brother, it's okay!" Under the gaze of the immortals, Yu frowned slightly displeased and said firmly.
"Brother, it's okay! You don't have to worry." Song Ye said: "We can't contact the gods now, so let's think about the problem at hand!"
After hearing the two people's assurances, the immortals couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although they still had doubts in their eyes, they finally began to truly discuss the issues at hand.
"The gods cannot be relied on for the time being. Then we can only rely on the tribesmen themselves and the immortals here."
"We still have to work hard to communicate with the gods and ancestors, otherwise we will all be busy with tribal affairs. In the long run, I am afraid it will seriously hinder our practice!"
"Indeed! This is not a problem for a long time. If the tribe wants to continue to grow, we still need to continue to grow and reach a higher level of cultivation."
"Let the tribes in various places pay more attention to themselves and try to protect themselves and delay the time when trouble occurs. I will take turns to guard the tribes in batches and run to support them!"
"I also need to inform Guilan Hebo and try my best to gain his blessing."
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All the immortals spoke one after another and finally discussed a rough plan, but their expressions did not relax at all.
