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

"Brother Yan..."

"Tell me the secret that can kill me..."

Little Yama sat down on the mountaintop and said helplessly.

“Xiao Yan, you may not know, but I went to Mount Ling these past few days and asked the Bodhisattva of Joy about the situation there.”

Do you know what I asked?

Little Yama looked up and met Zhou Yan's eyes.

Zhou Yan said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"You experts, you'd die if you didn't show off, wouldn't you? You'd die if you didn't leave things unsaid?"

"What time is it? Can't you be honest and just say what you have to say?"

Zhou Yan genuinely didn't understand. Knowing full well that others wouldn't understand, why bother asking like you're showing off?

Especially in some detective dramas and horror movies, when a supporting character is about to die, couldn't they just reveal the killer and the truth first?

He rambled on and on, but when it came to the really important thing, he couldn't catch his breath and suddenly died.

Little Yama shrugged. *Chirp*

"You're so clueless, forget it."

Little Yama clapped his hands.

“This is what the Bodhisattva of Joy told me at that time.”

A giant water mirror, 5 meters by 5 meters, appeared in front of Little Yama. First, a flurry of snowflakes appeared on the water mirror, followed by a blurry image of Mount Ling.

The camera pans down over Lingshan. At this point, Lingshan seems to have not yet suffered a great calamity. The monks walking among the temples are still normal, with all their facial features intact and no deformities in their bodies.

Some bodhisattvas and arhats, radiating Buddha's light and with a sun shining from behind their heads, preached and chanted in different temples. The Buddha's light swirled around Lingshan, making it truly a place of divine beauty and splendor.

The camera finally focuses on the Joyful Bodhisattva sweeping the floor inside the Jile Temple. This Bodhisattva is dressed differently from the one Zhou Yan rescued. The Joyful Bodhisattva in the water mirror is wearing a conservative nun's robe, but her voluptuous figure and beautiful face are even more captivating.

"Amitabha."

The Bodhisattva of Joy suddenly put his hands together in prayer and softly chanted the Buddha's name.

A young nun appeared from behind the Bodhisattva of Bliss.

"Master..."

The young nun bowed to the Bodhisattva of Joy with her hands clasped together.

"Is something the matter?"

The Bodhisattva of Joy gave the broom to his disciple.

“Anrui, in a quarter of an hour, the Buddha will arrive from afar. Go to the door and wait for him to come. Then invite him to your monk’s room.”

"I accept the order."

The Bodhisattva of Joy went to rest in His monks' quarters, and the little nun put the broom in a clean place and went to guard the entrance of the Temple of Bliss.

As the fifteen minutes passed quickly, a large, barefoot monk with a big belly, thick earlobes, and a beaming smile appeared on the road outside the entrance of the Paradise Temple.

The monk didn't look particularly special at first glance; he just looked like a fat monk who had eaten too much vegetarian food. But the little nun who knew the monk's identity was completely shocked.

The high monk arrived in front of the Blissful Temple, and the disciple of the Bodhisattva of Joy immediately exclaimed in surprise.

"Future Buddha? You..."

The pot-bellied monk said with a chuckle.

"Was it the Bodhisattva of Joy who sent you to wait here?"

"The Buddha's teachings are profound; I will admire them in the future."

The Future Buddha bowed with his hands clasped in prayer to the disciple of the Bodhisattva of Joy.

The disciple hurriedly replied. 8

“The Future Buddha, Master said, He is waiting for you in His monastic cell.” (Chen)

"This old monk understands. I'll trouble you to wait here, young monk."

Chapter Twenty-Six: Future and Past

The future Buddha entered the Blissful Temple and arrived at the monks' quarters of the Bodhisattva of Joy.

Upon arriving at this place, the Future Buddha did not push open the door to go in, but simply stood at the door and respectfully spoke.

"Bodhisattva of Joy, I wish to meet you in the future."

The monk's cell door opened automatically, the meaning of which was self-evident.

The future Buddha walked barefoot into the monk's cell of the Bodhisattva of Joy.

The monk's cell of the Bodhisattva of Joy was very empty. There were no beds, bookshelves, chairs or anything like that. There was just a futon in the center of the room. The Bodhisattva of Joy sat cross-legged on the futon, smiling as he looked at the future Buddha who was entering.

The Future Buddha respectfully clasped his hands together and bowed.

"Bodhisattva of Joy, I apologize for disturbing you in the future."

The door to the monk's cell of the Bodhisattva of Joy closed, and a lotus bud grew out in front of the Bodhisattva of Joy, and then bloomed.

The future Buddha walked to the lotus flower and sat down.

"The Bodhisattva of Joy inquired."

"Having come here in the future, do you wish to cultivate together?"

The Bodhisattva of Joy belongs to the same lineage as Avalokiteshvara, but attained enlightenment through dual cultivation. The Bodhisattva of Joy cannot think of any other reason for the future Buddha's arrival besides dual cultivation.

The Future Buddha shook his head.

“Dual cultivation is good, but it is not the way of this humble monk.”

With that, the Future Buddha sighed.

“Bodhisattva, this humble monk descended to the mortal realm ten days ago. I saw people being born, growing old, getting sick, and dying, and all things were drowning in the sea of ​​suffering, unable to cross over.”

The Bodhisattva of Joy smiled and comforted him.

"The future Buddha is compassionate."

The future Buddha spoke again.

"This humble monk has tried to prolong the lives of the elderly, give wealth to the young, revive husbands for wives, and provide food for children."

The Bodhisattva of Joy shook his head.

"It only treats the symptoms, not the root cause."

The future Buddha praised it as follows.

"Indeed, after the old man's lifespan was extended, his five internal organs weakened, and he was plagued by illness every day, making his life worse than death. The young man squandered the wealth that the poor monk gave him in just a few days. The past was as beautiful as a dream, and it cannot be taken seriously."

The Bodhisattva of Joy offered this advice.

"The suffering in the world is like a mountain after a mountain, a sea after sea. You can help once, but you can't help forever. The Buddha is compassionate and has passed down the three thousand great scriptures to help mortals find liberation."

"Doing so is the best way to find relief."

"No!"

The future Buddha slowly opened his eyes, and beams of Buddha light swirled within them.

"Bodhisattva, this humble monk has a method that can liberate all beings from the sea of ​​suffering and free them from the entanglement of the eight sufferings and karmic afflictions!"

The Bodhisattva of Joy was taken aback.

How can we liberate all beings from the sea of ​​suffering?

The Bodhisattva of Joy asked cautiously.

"Does the Buddha know Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"

The Future Buddha nodded.

"I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty. This humble monk naturally knows the meaning of Jiu." <＃…）※≡

“But my teachings are different from those of Ksitigarbha.”

A faint halo emanated from the face of the future Buddha, truly revealing his majestic and dignified appearance.

The Bodhisattva of Joy asked curiously.

"What's the difference?"

Upon witnessing this scene, Zhou Yan immediately felt an immense crisis about to befall him.

The little Yama who was controlling the water mirror spoke.

"Want to continue watching?"

Zhou Yan's eyes darted up and down in the sky, and the wind howled.

"Play it."

Little Yama pressed the play button on the Water Mirror.

The dignified and majestic Future Buddha spoke.

"Three days later, the Buddha of the Past will preach at Bodhi Temple!"

"Bodhisattva of Joy..."

"The Buddha of the Past..."

"Together……"

Zhou Yan's vision distorted, and the sounds in his ears began to come out in fits and starts.

Zhou Yan can no longer see.

……

Lingshan Qingjing Temple, Aruna Monk's Quarters.

Arona held Zhou Yan's body and complained.

"Ever since I followed my father, I have been locked in a small courtyard. There are rules for everything, from eating and drinking to how I treat people. If I do something, I can't do this or that."

“If I make even the slightest mistake, everyone will complain about me and say that I have no manners.”

“I hate my father, I hate Zhangwei Mountain. I’ve always wanted to escape from Zhangwei Mountain and live with you, Da Bai, to travel the world with you and live a carefree life.”

At this point, Arona smiled sweetly, but her expression quickly turned sour again.

"But not long after, I heard that you, Da Bai, were betrothed by the Heavenly Emperor."

Zhou Yan shuddered.

Arona exclaimed with delight.

“Da Bai, you don’t like being constrained, so you definitely don’t like arranged marriages…right…”

A bloody smell emanated from the top of Arona's head, and Arona looked up in surprise.

He saw Zhou Yan's head fall from his neck, roll a few times on the bed, and land with a thud, like a raw egg being dropped on the ground. After the protective shell shattered, the "egg white" and "yolk" flowed out.

A soft, almost molten feeling emanated from the body Arona was holding. Arona watched in disbelief as Zhou Yan's body became as soft as tofu, easily crushed.

"Big White!"

Arona screamed hysterically. He had followed the previous Bai Ze for hundreds of years and knew many of Bai Ze's secrets, but this generation's Zhou Yan possessed supernatural powers from the Little Western Heaven that Arona did not know.

So Aruna knew that Zhou Yan had run away, but he didn't know how Zhou Yan had run away.

Of course, this did not prevent Arona from being engulfed in a fury that nearly set his entire body ablaze.

Aruna roared in his meditation room.

"You can't hide, Big White, I'll come looking for you!"

……

Jile Temple.

The nine-colored deer lay on the ground. The Bodhisattva of Joy stroked the deer's head and offered it a few leaves. The deer opened its mouth, bit the leaves, and chewed.

The Bodhisattva of Joy touched the small antlers of the Nine-Colored Deer and laughed.