After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

"Oh, right."

Zhou Yan carried his belongings into the Blissful Temple, and asked a question while doing so.

"Bodhisattva of Joy, I have a question to ask."

"Please feel free to speak."

What kind of place is Bodhi Temple?

The Bodhisattva of Joy's expression changed.

Zhou Heng asked curiously.

"Can't I say? Is there a toxin inside that would cause contamination if I knew about it?"

The Bodhisattva of Joy shook his head.

"That's nothing. Bodhi Temple is the sacred site of the Buddha Dipankara in the past."

After a pause, the Bodhisattva of Joy added a sentence.

“Benefactor Zhou, if you can avoid going to that place, it’s best to stay away.”

Zhou Yan: "..."

The aid from Mara's side was indeed not easy to obtain.

The Buddha lit a lamp in the past...

The Bodhisattva of Joy and the Jade Maiden of the Azure Clouds need to establish their past in order for them to be resurrected. This means that their past has undergone some changes that Zhou Yan cannot yet understand. Among the Buddhas of Mount Ling, only the Buddha Dipankara, who is a past Buddha, should have such supernatural powers.

Given the current wretched state of Mount Ling, Zhou Yan felt that it was highly likely that Dipankara Buddha was the culprit.

Mara wants to go to the Bodhi Temple by himself, I'm afraid...

Of course, there's no rush. Aruna will need about five years to resolve the situation. Mara didn't mention a specific timeframe, but Zhou Yan felt that Mara had at least several decades of leeway.

It's not too late to investigate Bodhi Temple once your awakening level is maxed out and reaches 100%.

After moving everything, Zhou Yan clapped his hands and pushed out the nine-colored deer beside him.

"Bodhisattva, could you please take care of this child for the time being?"

The Bodhisattva of Joy glanced at the nine-colored deer and nodded.

"This humble nun will take good care of you."

When Zhou Yan went to the world of "A Chinese Ghost Story" before, he was able to bring his supernatural powers with him. Now that he's in the world of "The Legend of the White Snake" at Qingjing Temple, Zhou Yan has no supernatural powers and is just an ordinary person.

Therefore, after arriving at Mount Ling, Zhou Yan thought it over and decided not to bring the Nine-Colored Deer.

If you want to die, then die on your own.

Qingcai is such a good child, she should live a good life. We can't take her with us to a place where even Zhou Yan doesn't dare to say he can protect himself, just because it might bring us good luck.

Zhou Yan patted the Nine-Colored Deer's head, and the Nine-Colored Deer looked very comfortable.

"Qingcai, your brother has to go out for a bit, he'll be back soon. Qingcai, you stay with these two... older sisters..."

Zhou Yan originally wanted to say "Auntie," but a sense of crisis gave him a very clear warning before he could say it. It seemed that if Zhou Yan dared to say the word "Auntie," something extremely bad would happen. Therefore, Zhou Yan quickly changed his words.

A life-or-death crisis was thus averted.

The nine-colored deer slowly trod on the ground with its four little hooves.

"Okay, Qingcai will wait obediently where she is."

The Bodhisattva of Joy walked to Qingcai's side and gently patted Qingcai's head.

The nine-colored deer possesses the merit of the Buddha's enlightenment, and the Bodhisattva of Joy is also delighted upon seeing it.

Zhou Yan walked towards the gate of Jile Temple.

Before leaving, Bixia Yuanjun, who was drinking on the side, suddenly spoke to Zhou Yan.

“That Bai Ze, you have the scent of the Goddess Houtu on you.”

Zhou Yan turned to look at Bixia Yuanjun. This goddess must have drunk too much, as her face was flushed and she had an indescribable bewitching charm.

Lin: "Didn't the Goddess Houtu say that you should take me back?"

Si Zhouyan hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded.

"Men should marry when they are of age, and women should marry when they are of age..."

Wu Bixia Yuanjun narrowed her eyes. Her face, which was flushed and somewhat alluring, revealed a hidden murderous aura.

Lu: "Bai Ze... what have you done to Yuan Jun?!"

The Four Joyful Bodhisattvas hurriedly stepped forward and spoke.

“Benefactor Zhou, we can talk about Yuanjun's matter later. You are a very important person with many affairs to attend to, so please go and deal with your business first.”

Zhou Yan clasped his hands in a fist salute to the Bodhisattva of Joy.

"Then I'll take my leave."

Zhou Yan sped out of the Blissful Temple, and as he left, the voice of the Bodhisattva of Joy echoed in his mind.

“Benefactor Zhou, last time the Yuanjun mentioned marriage to you, but now that you’ve returned, you’re saying that men should marry when they’re of age and women should marry when they’re of age. What does the Yuanjun think of this?”

What else can I see?

Could he possibly tell Bixia Yuanjun that Zhubo is nothing, and that he would have Chiyou abort him, and then marry her?

In short, it's crucial to clearly define the boundaries with Houtu Niangniang. Otherwise, when Zhou Yan goes to rescue Alona and meets Lishan Laomu later, he doesn't want Nuwa Niangniang to pluck every single hair off his body.

Qingjing Temple is 30 kilometers away from Kek Lok Si Temple.

At Zhou Yan's pace, it wouldn't take him a minute to reach the outside of Qingjing Mosque.

This Qingjing Temple is absolutely the kind of place that Lü Dongbin described as absolutely forbidden to enter.

The temple is surrounded by a clear Buddhist light, and chanting and meditation can be heard from time to time, cleansing the mind and spirit.

It seems like a sacred and pure place where one can abandon desires and detach oneself from worldly concerns.

But in such a place, Zhou Yan could only disappear suddenly upon entering with his eyes wide open.

Like the Khmer Rouge Temple, Qingjing Temple has no future.

However, after Zhou Yan controlled himself to fly, he could see faceless, legless, and all sorts of strangely shaped monks coming and going in Qingjing Temple. Some courtyards were also emitting more transparent and pure light that was rhythmically contracting and expanding, like breathing.

There are still embers inside the Qingjing Temple, and judging from the regular contraction and expansion of the Buddha's light, Zhou Yan suspects that there might be some Buddhas or Bodhisattvas inside the Qingjing Temple.

Just like in "A Chinese Ghost Story", when he tries to save Aruna, he might also end up saving a few Bodhisattvas and Buddhas along the way.

Zhou Yan stopped his extreme gaze and used his crisis sense to check his surroundings again.

I think I've prepared more this time, so my sense of crisis is only about one-third of what it was before.

This level of crisis is only 2.5 times that of Gokurakuji.

To be honest, Zhou Yan had tested it before. With the combat power of Bai Ze, who had obtained the divine status in the past, he could fight Pudu Cihang to a standstill and even kill this thousand-year-old centipede demon. However, Zhou Yan was very cautious, so he brought in two super villains from "A Chinese Ghost Story", the thousand-year-old tree spirit Granny and the Black Mountain Demon with ten thousand years of cultivation, as well as the entire Kunlun Sect.

With such actions, Pudu Cihang lost even the last glimmer of hope of victory and died directly under Zhou Yan's arrangement.

The crisis inside Qingjing Temple is now 2.5 times that of "A Chinese Ghost Story". Zhou Yan roughly estimated that this means he has no help and is all alone.

Meanwhile, on the side of Pudu Cihang, there were the Black Mountain Demon and the Thousand-Year-Old Tree Spirit Granny. ￥!＾≮

Given this disparity in combat strength, brute force is out of the question; a strategy of cunning is necessary.

During our trip to Qingjing Mosque, we'll need to use our brains to deal with the enemy.

Zhou Yan walked towards the entrance of Qingjing Mosque.

The main gate of the Qingjing Temple was half open, and through the crack, one could see a series of strangely shaped and distorted monks coming and going. These strangely shaped and distorted monks were also radiating a strong Buddhist light, which covered their distorted images with a layer of eerie holiness.

The embers of existence...

Inside the South Heavenly Gate were the remains of dead gods, and in front of the North Heavenly Gate was the body of the True Martial Emperor kneeling on one knee. Compared to these, Mount Ling was actually not so bad.

Zhou Yan walked to the half-closed gate of Qingjing Temple. The young man took a deep breath and touched his Shengwu Sword and Shenxiao Jade Pivot Merit Seal.

They're all there.

well.

Zhou Yan pressed his hands against the gate of Qingjing Temple and slowly opened it. The Buddhist light burst forth like a flood, hitting Zhou Yan's face.

Zhou Yan opened the door halfway open, a rather large movement that caused several faceless monks behind the door to turn their heads and look at him.

Zhou Yan stepped halfway across the threshold of Qingjing Temple, facing these faceless monks whose gazes he didn't even know existed.

Zhou Yan's feet began to twist.

It looked as if it had been stretched by a small black hole, becoming a twisted noodle shape.

The Qingjing Temple is devouring its own existence.

It is shaping this place, a place whose past has been destroyed and distorted.

Zhou Yan will become the foundation of Qingjing Temple's external existence.

Zhou Yan jumped into the Qingjing Temple.

A familiar feeling washes over me.

Chapter Eleven: Da Meng

"Cough cough..."

"Cough cough..."

Zhou Yan smelled a foul odor, which was somewhat irritating and made his throat itch after inhaling it.

Are you starting to feel it?

Did I travel back in time?

Zhou Yan moved his hands and feet, and they responded weakly.

Zhou Yan opened his eyes groggily, and the first thing he saw was a patch of weeds on the roof.

Then came a place that was practically destitute, with even the quilts tattered beyond recognition, made entirely of scraps of cloth of various colors sewn together.

Zhou Yan got up, his feet touched the ground, and the moment he landed, his expression changed.

Zhou Yan previously possessed the Bai Ze bloodline with an awakening rate of 69%, giving him physical abilities tens of thousands of times greater than a normal person. As a result, he didn't have a deep understanding of some passive skills. However, this body of his was likely very weak. Therefore, when Zhou Yan's feet touched the ground, he clearly felt as if his feet had taken root in the ground, and a tremendous force was transmitted from the ground to his body.

Zhou Yan suddenly felt strong again. Although he didn't know how much his strength had increased, he felt like he had inexhaustible strength all over his body.

Earth Spirit!

The favor bestowed upon us by the Heavenly Emperor can indeed be carried over to the past.

Zhou Yan got out of bed and walked a few steps barefoot. There was nothing of value in the room, and Zhou Yan couldn't find any props to test his strength, so he had no choice but to leave the room.

Outside the house is a small courtyard enclosed by a fence, inside which is a graphite disc, long abandoned and covered in dust.

Zhou Yan walked over, picked up the millstone with both hands, and easily lifted it up.

Judging by its size, the millstone must weigh over a hundred pounds, but Zhou Yan felt that he hadn't used up his strength yet.

Physical strength should be over 200 pounds.

Moreover, Zhou Yan could also breathe in and exhale the power transmitted from the soles of his feet.

Zhou Yan was barefoot on the ground, and it felt like he was rooted to the ground. This root not only allowed Zhou Yan to stand on the ground in the most comfortable position, making it difficult for others to pull him up, but also allowed the Yuan Qi of the Nine Earths to be continuously poured into Zhou Yan's body, so that Zhou Yan's physical strength would not be depleted and would become stronger and stronger.

Earth spirit, earth spirit, it was given by the Goddess Houtu, truly extraordinary.

"Hey, the Chu family's kid."

Outside Zhou Yan's fence, a bald old man waved to Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan turned around, and the old man smiled and twitched his goatee.

“The weather is nice today, let’s go up the mountain to pick some herbs. Chu boy, you’re getting on in years. If you find a few good herbs, you can spend money to marry a big-bottomed woman and carry on the Chu family line.”

coming! coming!

Although this old man is different from the one in the Five-Colored Stone who pulled him to meet the White Snake in the back mountain, he should be the one who guided him to the White Snake.

Zhou Yan walked to the wooden fence gate of the courtyard and opened a wooden door that had been weathered and turned white.

"Of course, of course. Please lead the way, sir."