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

Wang Lingguan made a move to leave.

Zhou Yan stepped forward and clasped his hands in greeting.

"I've heard of the name Wang Fu before. May I ask if he's the leader of the Salvation Army?"

Wang Lingguan smiled faintly.

"There's no talk of saving the world; it's all for the sake of the common people."

Zhou Yan and Little Yama showed no outward signs, but their hearts sank simultaneously.

The Wang Lingguan opposite him was not the reincarnation of Wang Lingguan after he died in Lingshan, but rather the Wang Lingguan who had returned to two hundred years ago and encountered him for the first time, before he was killed by the dangers within Lingshan.

As expected of the Medicine Buddha, the Great Vow Temple, where he resides, presents a problem that Zhou Yan and Little Yama are truly facing for the first time.

Little Yama also clasped his hands in greeting.

"Killing the Five Tigers Army, subduing the Dragon Guards, shattering the capital, restoring order to the world—how can the claim of saving the world be unreasonable?"

Zhou Yan also joined in the boasting.

"What is even more admirable is that Senior Wang retired gracefully at the height of his career. After making unparalleled contributions, he did not covet power and left without taking any credit. Such a wise and courageous move is truly admirable."

According to historical records, Wang Lingguan tore off the last fig leaf of the Taisho Dynasty. After defeating Zhao Wenhe, he gave up the throne and wealth that were within his grasp and quietly retired.

This is highly regarded in historical records, but because he did not participate in the subsequent democratic reforms, the main figures of the era were the presidents and high-ranking officials who established the Eastern Xia Federation. Furthermore, because Wang Lingguan died in Lingshan afterward and had no more heroic deeds, historical records about him are only brief. Unless one is a specialist in the field, one would not pay much attention to this Wang Fuduo.

The four kings and the spirit official looked righteous.

The neighbor said, "Wang killed the traitors and eliminated the villains for the sake of the common people. Now that the world is somewhat at peace, he should retire after achieving his goal."

King Lingguan looked at Zhou Yan and Xiao Yanjun again. As a true god with divine blood, and a battle maniac who had risen through the ranks by slaughtering demigods and high-level cultivators of the Great Zheng Dynasty, he knew from the first glance that Xiao Yanjun and Zhou Yan were extraordinary.

Each of them is probably no less capable than Zhao Wenhe. If it were one of them, Wang Lingguan estimated that he could still win, but if the two of them joined forces, he would probably have no choice but to turn around and run away.

Therefore, he only dared to sneak a peek at Zhou Yan and Xiao Yanjun from the end of the street, trying to figure out who these two people were, whether they were here to explore like him, or whether they were originally Buddhist protectors of Mount Ling.

Now that these two have summoned him, Wang Lingguan clasped his hands in a fist salute once more.

"Since you two know so much about my past, are you perhaps also one of those righteous armies?"

When Wang Lingguan gained power, he supported many rebel armies that rose up because they could not survive. Some anti-Taisho intellectuals even called these rebel armies the "Seventy-Two Routes of Beacon Fire," saying that the beacon fire covered the sky and swallowed the true dragon, implying that the Taisho Dynasty would be destroyed by the rebel army.

This shows the size and momentum of the rebel army at that time.

Zhou Yan shook his head.

"We are just two reclusive people from the mountains, with no reputation whatsoever. We apologize for making a fool of ourselves in front of Senior Wang."

Wang Lingguan looked at Zhou Yan's hands, feet, and hair, and chuckled.

"In all his life, Wang has never seen such a clean and tidy hermit in the mountains."

Zhou Yan and Xiao Yanjun's hands were very clean, their nails were free of black grime, and their hair was neatly styled to be black and shiny. Most importantly, both of them wore new, brightly colored clothes and had a faint fragrance emanating from their bodies.

All these things combined are not something a hermit living in simple conditions could achieve. Even if a hermit were willing to spend a lot of time and energy taking care of his body and making his clothes so bright and shiny, he would have to go to the bustling market to buy clothes every now and then.

"do not mind the details."

Little Yama's smile is adorable.

"Senior Wang, you've come here for reasons that aren't entirely innocent, have you?"

Wang Lingguan Fan%=′泀פ澌）·彡武六/-四中≯⊥★群±◆：问。

"Isn't it the same for you two to come here?"

Wang Lingguan glanced at the Dayuan Temple behind Zhou Yan.

“The pure land of Buddhism, the holy place where all the Bodhisattvas and the Buddha once resided, has now become like this.”

Wang Lingguan's expression gradually became serious.

"Wang was afraid there was something hidden inside, and since he was confident in his martial arts skills, he came here to find out the truth."

Little Yama responded.

"I have the same thought. If Senior Wang is willing, we can join forces and look after each other if we encounter any danger later."

“Wang Mou…”

Wang Lingguan's expression softened considerably.

"Right on my mind."

Regardless of whether Zhou Yan and Xiao Yanjun are righteous or evil, now that they have met, Wang Lingguan is genuinely worried that the two might ambush him somewhere later.

So rather than letting these two people secretly plot against you, it's better to keep them by your side.

An open attack is easier to defend against than a hidden one.

Little Yama gave Zhou Yan a look, and Zhou Yan nodded without saying a word.

He had returned to two hundred years ago, which happened to be the time when Wang Lingguan had come to Lingshan before he died. What does this mean?

This shows that Dayuan Temple has a very clear idea of ​​what it wants to do: help Wang Lingguan deal with the calamity that killed him in the first place.

Zhou Yan recalled that when he first arrived at Lingshan, even though he had already gotten used to Wang Lingguan's corpse, he still made a point of waiting a little longer in front of it.

The whim of the gods...

It seems that I had a vague feeling before that this matter was related to Wang Lingguan, which is why I had the urge to go and see Wang Lingguan's body.

"Since we've already decided to go together..."

As Wang Lingguan spoke, he tentatively took a step toward Zhou Yan and Little Yama.

Zhou Yan and Little Yama remained calm and did not back down, which reassured Wang Lingguan. If Zhou Yan and Little Yama had taken a step back in fright at his approach, it would have meant that these two had something to hide, and he would have to be more vigilant in the future.

Of course, not retreating doesn't mean these two are safe. It's more likely that these two are very shrewd and won't easily reveal their true thoughts.

"Judging from the demeanor of these two righteous men, they must have been here long ago. I wonder what insights you two gained here? Would you be willing to offer some guidance?"

Wang Lingguan asked.

Little Yama gave Zhou Yan another look, and Zhou Yan spoke.

"I don't have much experience, but I've visited a few temples, and the monks in Lingshan Temple seem increasingly abnormal to me."

Zhou Yan recounted all the faceless monks and monks who had only part of their bodies that he had seen before. According to Ying Long, these monks were the embers of their existence, which is why they were strangely shaped and eerily mysterious, leaving people puzzled.

Wang Lingguan had previously searched several temples on Mount Ling, and he had seen all the ones Zhou Yan mentioned. Therefore, after Zhou Yan finished speaking, Wang Lingguan responded.

"I, Wang, have also seen these strange monks. To test them, I previously captured a faceless monk and carried him to a place to interrogate him..."

Zhou Yan and Little Yama were both surprised.

Wang Lingguan truly lived up to his reputation as a fierce warrior who had fought his way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. While Zhou Yan and Little Yama were trying to hide as long as possible when they arrived, this man directly captured a monk and tortured him.

Little Yama hurriedly asked.

"What was the result? What did they find out during the interrogation?"

Zhou Yan, Little Yama has never kidnapped monks from Mount Ling, and he doesn't know what he can interrogate these monks to find out.

Wang Lingguan said bitterly.

"I don't know what happened to that monk. I couldn't use any of my eighteen martial arts skills. After asking a few questions, he turned into smoke and disappeared."

These embers themselves didn't have much power. When Wang Lingguan captured the monk, he probably scattered the original embers, leaving nothing behind.

Furthermore, without Yinglong's reminder, Wang Lingguan had no idea what was going on with the smoke dissipating, and was still completely baffled.

Wang Lingguan's face darkened.

"I caught a few more after that, but I didn't even have to use any special methods before they were all gone."

Little Yama reassured him.

"Perhaps we can use..."

Wang Lingguan interrupted.

"I felt that things couldn't go on like this, so I came up with a plan: if we're going to make a move, we should make a big one."

Wang Lingguan's brain sneezed in one direction.

“Wang was going to Guangming Temple to kidnap, no, to find the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta.”

Zhou Yan/Little Yama: "..."

Wang Lingguan turned around and asked with a smile.

"Gentlemen, why don't you come with me to Guangming Temple?"

Zhou Yan looked at Little Yama, unsure whether he should be courting death like this; it was up to Little Yama to decide.

Little Yama is perfectly acceptable.

"Please lead the way, Senior Wang."

"You two should follow me."

Chapter Fourteen Vajradhatu Mandala

Guangming Temple is located three kilometers east of Dayuan Temple. Its layout is similar to Dayuan Temple, but it is much smaller. Inside the temple, there are faint signs of chanting and Buddhist light. There are faceless monks sweeping the ground inside and outside the entrance.

After arriving near Guangming Temple, Zhou Yan, Wang Lingguan, and Xiao Yanjun did not approach it directly. Instead, they found a corner and secretly peered at Guangming Temple from there, where it was clear that people were present.

Wang Lingguan stared at the faceless monk at the door.

"Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva is the right-hand attendant of Amitabha Buddha, the supreme Buddha of the Western Pure Land, and is as famous as Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva, one of the four great Bodhisattvas. Such a great Bodhisattva must know a lot about Vulture Peak. As long as we go in and face Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva, we should be able to learn a lot about him."

Little Yama asked.

"Will the Bodhisattva pay attention to us?"

Wang Lingguan placed his fist, as big as a clay pot and covered with calluses and healed wounds, in front of Little Yama.

"People are usually very easy to talk to when you put your fist in front of them."

Little Yama: "..."

Little Yama seemed to have heard this before. It was said by a special forces soldier who was planning to persuade a terrorist to cooperate with his plan. Little Yama also asked if terrorists were not easy to cooperate with.

The special forces soldier released the safety on his gun and said that normal people would be very willing to cooperate with you if they saw a gun pointed at their head.

Little Yama asked again.

"But this place is Mount Ling. If we just go in like this, won't we be discovered?"

If you launch a sneak attack on someone else's territory, you might only manage to beat one person before hundreds or even thousands of Arhats and Bodhisattvas appear and beat yourselves to a pulp.

So before going in, be prepared to be ganged up on. Little Yama just wanted to hear what big shot Wang Lingguan had to say about his future plans.

Wang Lingguan said in a low voice.

"There's a high probability we'll be discovered, so we'll sneak in quietly, and no shooting."

Wang Lingguan's keen eyes darted back and forth around the entrance of Guangming Temple, preparing to find a side path to sneak in.

Little Yama was a little worried. "Your plan is just to sneak in quietly, without any guns?"

"Besides sneaking in, are you prepared to be discovered?"

Wang Lingguan nodded.

"Yes, we didn't realize they were assassins. If we did, we'd storm in, tie up the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta, and run away. As long as we run fast enough, no one can catch us."

Little Yama: "..."

Are you playing some kind of assassin game here?

This Wang Lingguan seems a bit unreliable. Little Yama nudged Zhou Yan's side with his elbow.

"Xiao Yan, can we go in?"

Zhou Yan, who was gazing intently at the future, nodded.

"This place isn't difficult..."

As far as the eye can see.

Zhou Yan stealthily bypassed the monks at the entrance and reached a corner of the wall surrounding Guangming Temple.

They ascended through the air and descended from the wall.

The moment he landed, Zhou Yan's expression changed repeatedly.