When Youyan slowly adapts to the new environment and everything is going well.
On the Zi Yan Ling Mountain, Yan himself encountered some problems.
Waking up from tranquility again, a hint of irritation flashed in Yan's eyes. He stood up and looked down the mountain, where he was speechless for a long time.
Since the cataclysm of heaven and earth, although Yan seems to have changed little, his heart is not peaceful.
Watching helplessly, countless members of the Yan clan, like ants, died in vain in Xuan Ming's thoughts, worthless and without the slightest resistance.
Yan's heart was filled with guilt.
The source of changes in the weather started from him.
Now, countless tribesmen have died in vain, and Yan is heartbroken.
At the same time, the memories of various calamities in the prehistoric world and the terrifying memories of all kinds of great powers that would destroy the world and destroy the world in the past life were also completely awakened by Xuanming Ancestral Witch's act of freezing the world with a single thought this time.
Because of this, it was difficult to calm down the anxiety and fear that Yan had suppressed for thousands of years.
These negative emotions surge from time to time, making it difficult for Yan to calm his mind, make his Tao mind impure, and make it difficult to maintain his practice.
After looking at Shanxia in a daze for a long time, Yan suddenly felt something in his heart. He let out a long sigh, turned around and walked slowly back to the courtyard.
Yan was not surprised at all when he opened the courtyard door and saw Zi Yan Lingjun drinking tea alone in the courtyard.
"Normally you won't come back to the Yang world to find me when you are fine, but what happened to the secret realm of the Yin world?"
Yan walked to sit opposite Ziyan Lingjun, glanced at him, made himself a cup of tea, and asked.
Upon hearing this, Purple Flame Spirit Lord put down the teacup in his hand and said slowly: "Something did happen!"
After saying that, without waiting for Yan to ask further questions, he directly explained with a cautious look:
"During this period, I discovered that there have been some changes in the rules of the underworld!"
Hearing Ziyan Lingjun's words, Yan instantly frowned, feeling slightly uneasy for no reason.
In fact, there have been too many changes and things in recent years, and each one has far-reaching impact.
"What are the specific changes?" Yan asked anxiously.
"Two aspects. On the one hand, the limits between Yin and Yang seem to be getting bigger.
On the other hand, the world of the underworld is now very repulsive to the underworld creatures that carry resentment, and I feel that this repulsion is still increasing. "
When Yan heard this, his thoughts started to spin, and he instantly understood the consequences of this change.
His face was slightly gloomy, and he said attentively: "In other words, from now on, those unjust souls and ghosts who died in vain will no longer be able to naturally enter the underworld, and they can only stay in the human world?"
"Yes! This is indeed the case under normal circumstances!" Purple Flame Spirit Lord nodded and said affirmatively.
"Now, the world between heaven and earth is at the time when Yin is rising and Yang is declining, which is very conducive to the breeding and birth of strange and resentful evil spirits.
In addition, under this heavenly change, countless creatures died in vain. "
Having said this, Ziyan Lingjun shook his head with a very cautious expression.
"I estimate that in the next period of time, the world of the underworld will be full of strange things, with ghosts and disasters everywhere.
It may be much more serious than before the opening of Yin Ming.
Therefore, we need to prepare early. It's best to give a warning to the Renzu Temple. "
After hearing Lord Zi Yan's reminder, Yan couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart when he thought about the countless creatures that died in the sudden change in the sky and the strange scenes all over the place.
Taking a deep breath, Yan suddenly thought of the ghosts and gods in the tribe who had been pardoned. He looked at Ziyan Lingjun and asked:
"Each of our tribes have their ancestral spirits, the City Gods, who suppress them and take the initiative to hunt down the wronged souls and evil spirits. Can we ensure that there are no problems around here, right?"
Upon hearing this, Purple Flame Spirit Lord nodded first, and then said with slight hesitation:
"Normally, there is no problem at all! Even if there are a lot of ghosts produced this time.
However, I don’t know why, but I always feel a little uneasy in my heart!
I don’t know if it’s caused by the Resentful Evil residue we discovered last time, or by the change in the Yin Ming rules this time? "
Hearing this, Yan's face, which was already ugly, became even more gloomy.
He frowned tightly, thought for a while, and said thoughtfully:
“Maybe it’s both possible but not necessarily.
On the one hand, a large number of resentful ghosts enter the secret realm of the underworld, which increases the amount of debris in the secret realm, thus doubling the load of the secret realm.
On the other hand, if we take the initiative, we may have merit in terms of the yin and yang of heaven and earth.
But it also conflicts with the rules that are currently being formed in the underworld. This may lead to some other consequences, but it is not certain. "
Hearing this, Ziyan Lingjun narrowed his eyes slightly, looked up at Yan, and said slowly:
"You mean the Great God Fuxi and the demon clan?"
At this time, Yan's expression had returned to calm. He glanced at Lingjun sideways and said, "Who else can change the rules of the Yinming world besides them?"
Purple Flame Spirit Lord nodded and did not dwell on this issue anymore. This was not something that the two of them could get involved in.
"Then what should we do? Should we continue to lock up the resentful ghosts?"
Yan glanced at him, his eyes flashed, and he said decisively:
"Take it! Why don't you take it!
Not to mention that the Yan family can no longer withstand ghost disasters.
Let’s just say that the ancestral spirits of the City Gods we pardoned and consecrated, their priestly duties are to clear the yin and yang.
Locking away the ghosts of cholera in this world is not only their duty, but also their merit.
So, how can we shrink back because of the unknown? "
In fact, according to Yan's true nature, he was unwilling to take risks, but now he could no longer tolerate retreating.
The Yan clan is related to Yan's human fortune, and the ghosts and gods are also related to its divine layout. Both are related to the future path, so how can we easily retreat.
Hearing what Yan said, Ziyan Lingjun nodded clearly.
"So, I know how to do it!"
As he said that, he nodded to Yan, his whole body flashed with divine light, and he disappeared into the ground and disappeared into the courtyard.
Watching Lord Ziyan Ling leave, Yan Meng took a few sips of tea to suppress the irritability and uneasiness in his heart.
Standing up and making seals, streaks of spiritual light flew from his hands, either to the Yan clan's immortals at the bottom of the mountain, or to the Renzu Temple.
And as these spiritual lights flew out, the human race, which had just emerged from the disaster of the heavenly change, began to be in trouble again.
On Zi Yan Ling Mountain, after Yan finished transmitting the message to the outside world, he closed Ling Mountain and began to solve his own problems.
No wonder he was so eager. The news about the Purple Flame Spirit Lord just now made his inner demons a little heavier, and it had reached a point where he had to take it seriously.
Sitting on the top of Lingshan Mountain, Yan suppressed the restlessness in his heart and closed his spiritual consciousness.
With only a trace of pure instinct left, in the silence, I carefully recalled every detail of the past and present life for thousands of years.
Keep sorting out your memories and recalling the past and life.
Slowly appreciate the joys and sorrows of the period, the joys and sorrows.
Slowly, I don’t know how long it took, a little inspiration suddenly flashed through my heart.
Like a wisp of spring breeze and drizzle, it nourishes the dry heart.
It's like a bolt of lightning that splits open the chaotic and dark lake of the heart.
The world is suddenly in turmoil, and spiritual wisdom shines out of thin air.
