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

Little Yama was overjoyed and hurriedly asked.

"Medicine Buddha, what do you want us to do next?"

The Medicine Buddha's eyes were unfocused, but as time passed, the unfocusedness gradually diminished, and Buddhist light and rationality blossomed from the depths of his eyes.

The Medicine Buddha softly chanted "Amitabha Buddha".

Little Yama roared angrily.

"Stop talking nonsense. We're here to rescue you, so give us a mission hint."

The Medicine Buddha's lips moved slightly.

"Kill Maitreya before all the temples on Lingshan are transformed into the Later Holy Temple."

These words seemed to have exhausted all of Medicine Buddha's strength. As soon as he finished speaking, Medicine Buddha closed his eyes wearily.

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Chapter Twenty-Two: The Golden Ratio

The mission prompt is to destroy Maitreya Buddha before Lingshan Temple is completely swallowed up by the Later Holy Temple?

How to make it explode?

Wang Lingguan crawled to the front of Little Yama, kneeling on his knees, and spoke righteously.

"You shouldn't have stopped me just now."

Wang Lingguan was actually curious to see how the Buddha statue of Maitreya would react after he chopped it up. Radicalism and conservatism are two paths with different consequences, and there is no right or wrong between them.

Little Yama patted the head of the Medicine Buddha in his hand.

The Medicine Buddha remained motionless, without even a twitch of his face.

Wenquxing guessed from the side.

"Perhaps, other limbs are needed to speak again."

Wenquxing glanced at the hands and head of the Medicine Buddha.

"As it stands, the Medicine Buddha still needs to collect one hand, two feet, and one torso."

Zhou Yan, who was seated by Little Yama, Wenquxing, and Wang Lingguan, lowered his head and scanned the surrounding Hou Sheng Temple, trying to find fragments of the Medicine Buddha's body among the various tombs.

Disappointingly, despite the presence of hundreds of Hou Sheng Temples in the surrounding area, each with a large cemetery, Zhou Yan could not find another tombstone inscribed with "Tomb of Medicine Buddha".

Little Yama also scanned the area below, and after confirming that he hadn't seen the Medicine Buddha's body among the tens of thousands of tombstones, he couldn't help but speculate.

"The body of the Medicine Buddha may have been hidden."

It was only after Guanyin pointed out that Zhou Yan and others found the Medicine Buddha's hand among the Buddha statues.

Zhou Yan, who was carrying everyone, couldn't help but respond.

"So we need to go down and search all these post-saint temples inside and out?"

Zhou Yan looked down at the ever-expanding Hou Sheng Temple on the ground. With Zhou Yan's abilities, he could see that the Buddha statue hidden inside the body of the Medicine Buddha was actually there. When Guanyin pointed out that the Buddha statue was not right, Zhou Yan's omniscience gave him a report that there was a problem with the Buddha statue.

According to this calculation, Zhou Yan could find the location where the Medicine Buddha's body fragments were hidden. However, it would take a very long time for Zhou Yan to search each location one by one, even if Little Yama could summon a large number of evil spirits to help.

Of course, this is no excuse for doing nothing. Little Yama patted Zhou Yan's head.

"Anyway, let's go down first, one by one..."

"let me!"

Wang Lingguan changed from a sitting position to a standing position and then walked up to Zhou Yan.

Wang Lingguan's disdainful gaze swept over Little Yama.

"Searching for them one by one is too slow."

Wang Lingguan drew his sword from his waist and casually swung it down at a temple belonging to Zhou Yan, which was under Zhou Yan's claws.

The sword energy, like a waterfall, cascaded down, completely covering a temple. Within the covering, boundless Buddhist light surged forth, and the chanting of "Amitabha" could be faintly heard.

The sword energy paused for a moment, but then came a series of devastating shattering sounds.

When the sword energy dissipated, the Hou Sheng Temple had been razed to the ground, with only tombstones and mounds bearing the names of various gods remaining in the cemetery.

Judging from this, there doesn't seem to be any fragment of the Medicine Buddha's body inside this temple.

Little Yama, the God of Literature, stared in astonishment at Wang Lingguan.

Wang Lingguan twirled his sword beautifully.

"Am I going to speed things up like this...?"

"Amitabha……"

At the site of the Hou Sheng Temple, which had been shattered by Wang Lingguan's sword, a large amount of Buddhist light surged out from beneath the broken ground. Within the light were countless phantoms of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats. These phantoms seemed to know that their Hou Sheng Temple was gone, and they all flew towards the surrounding Hou Sheng Temples.

Upon arrival, an even stronger aura of the Four Buddhas emanated from the temples. Previously, the sounds were only garbled and indistinct, but they seemed clearer amidst the surging Buddha light.

“Amitabha…An…An…”

"Color...aspect...possessing...all..."

"Eh..."

Wang Lingguan, gripping the hilt of his sword, had a solemn expression.

Wenquxing asked in confusion.

Will erasing the Temple of the Holy One cause Maitreya Buddha to awaken faster?

Previously, the Medicine Buddha said that he would kill Maitreya Buddha before the temples of the Later Saints covered Mount Ling. Wenquxing was thinking that if his side used methods to demolish these temples one by one, would it be useful in preventing Maitreya Buddha from waking up?

Now it seems that demolishing the temple is useless; instead, it makes the eerie Buddhist light and shadows around it seem more real.

Whether it's a good thing that the illusory Buddha light has become real is debatable, but Wenquxing, Xiao Yanjun, Zhou Yan, and Wang Lingguan all tend to think that the illusory Buddha light is an alarm clock. When the illusory Buddha light becomes real, Maitreya Buddha should be fully awakened.

In short, brute-force attacks seem to have many problems.

"So what do we do next?"

Wang Lingguan held the sword, unsure of what to do.

He now possesses extraordinary powers, yet dares not use them.

Little Yama snapped his fingers, and beneath them, yin energy cascaded down like a waterfall. As soon as it landed, countless little ghosts rushed out and flooded into the nearby Hou Sheng Temple.

There are only a little over two hundred post-sacred temples now. If Little Yama wanted, he could summon tens of thousands of little ghosts, and then divide them equally, each post-sacred temple could have several hundred little ghosts.

Hundreds of kids searching for one thing—it's neither simple nor complicated.

But as soon as this thought arose, Little Yama saw the tens of thousands of little ghosts he had summoned surge into different temples. Then, different temples successively emitted bursts of Buddhist light of varying colors. The illusory figures within the light blocked the little ghosts as they rushed in, and the gentle Buddhist light enveloped them. Seven

In no time, the little ghosts melted away like snow, and all the Yin ghosts summoned by Little Yama were wiped out by the Buddha's light.

Zhou Yan exclaimed in surprise as he witnessed all of this.

"My omniscience has detected that these phantoms are beginning to materialize; the current level of materialization is 3%, and they are beginning to possess a certain degree of intelligence."

Upon hearing this, Wenquxing looked towards the monks' quarters of the Hou Sheng Temple, where he had previously heard about the Future Buddha, the Past Buddha, and the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta.

Only a faint Buddhist light appeared in that place; there was no sign of the future Buddha or the past Buddha emerging from the monks' quarters.

Wenquxing took out the Book of Songs, which carried the fragrance of young girls, from his bosom. He shook it, and boundless literary energy fell to the ground, transforming into talented men and beautiful women.

The talented men and beautiful women smiled and flocked to the nearby Hou Sheng Temple. After entering, they were enveloped in a radiant light of Buddha. They clasped their hands together, saying they wanted to enter the temple to pray for a good marriage.

The phantoms within the Buddha's light naturally stepped aside, and several of them even led talented men and beautiful women to the Mahavira Hall to pay their respects.

Wenquxing breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could finish, the talented men and beautiful women who entered the Mahavira Hall were covered by Buddhist light. When the light dissipated, the talented men became bald monks, and the beautiful women wore light blue nun's robes.

Wenquxing couldn't help but curse loudly.

"These bald monks have gone mad! Someone came in seeking a marriage partner, and they actually shaved their head and ordained them as monks!"

Wenquxing then took out a copy of "Records of the Grand Historian" from his pocket. Little Yama pressed Wenquxing's hand down and said to Zhou Yan.

"Xiao Yan, just pick any temple and go down. Oh, and make sure you max out your luck buff!"

Zhou Yan's heart stirred.

Oh right, how could you forget that you're an auspicious beast!

Moreover, it's the most top-tier auspicious beast, whose luck is always off the charts. Since it's already difficult to find fragments of the Medicine Buddha's body here using reason, then we can only rely on metaphysics.

Zhou Yan added keywords such as "strong luck", "divine blessing", "strong fortune", "strong luck", "strong luck" to his name using the Great Evolution method.

After adding everything, Zhou Yan didn't care which was which and plunged headfirst into any random temple he found at his feet.

This time, instead of entering through the mountain gate of the Hou Sheng Temple, Zhou Yan went straight to the Heavenly King Hall behind the mountain gate. Inside the Hou Sheng Temple, where Zhou Yan entered, Buddhist light gathered, and countless illusory figures appeared in layers within the light.

After Zhou Yan arrived, the illusory figures in the boundless Buddha light all turned around. Some formed the meditation mudra, some the lion mudra, and some the vase mudra.

The Buddhist light in front of Zhou Yan transformed into countless Buddhist spells, which rained down on Zhou Yan's head without reservation.

These sentient and materializing phantoms already knew to expel the outsiders.

Wang Lingguan gave a soft groan. Little Yama and Wenquxing didn't see how Wang Lingguan made a move. A circular circle of sword energy appeared around Zhou Yan. The sword energy shattered the Buddhist light and the phantoms, creating a clear circle around Zhou Yan.

Wang Lingguan said solemnly.

"Make yourself at home, young man. I, Wang, will back you up!"

Zhou Yan rushed into the Heavenly King's Palace.

Inside the Heavenly King Hall, there were even more Buddhist lights and humanoid phantoms. Wang Lingguan, expressionless, activated the sword energy within his body. Endless Buddhist lights and phantoms surged forth like waves, only to be blocked by Wang Lingguan's rock-solid sword energy circle.

The waves never cease, the rock never retreats.

Zhou Yan stared at the Buddha statues in the Hall of Heavenly Kings for a while. The Buddha statues in the Hall of Heavenly Kings were normal. The main seat was occupied by Maitreya Buddha, below which were the Four Heavenly Kings, and behind them was Skanda.

Under omniscience, there is no problem with this place.

Zhou Yan took a step forward, shrinking the earth to an inch, and the environment in front of him twisted and changed as the Shrinking Earth Divine Power was activated.

Zhou Yan arrived at the Mahavira Hall behind the Hall of Heavenly Kings.

Inside the main hall, the atmosphere remained grand and vast, with endless Buddhist light and the phantom images of Bodhisattvas visible everywhere.

The circle of sword energy that Wang Lingguan could previously block the Buddha's light was slightly compressed, but at least these phantom images of Buddha's light did not press into the dangerous area.

Zhou Yan glanced around but didn't find anything wrong with the place.

After stepping out again, Zhou Yan went to the bell tower, drum tower, canteen, monks' quarters, and back mountain.

After examining the entire Hou Sheng Temple inch by inch, Zhou Yan exclaimed in astonishment.

"It seems there are no fragments of the Medicine Buddha's body in this place."

My luck has run out?

It's a top-tier auspicious beast, the king of auspicious beasts!

Little Yama reassured him.

"Don't worry, you might run into him next time."

Zhou Yan stepped out of the void. This time, to increase the randomness, Zhou Yan folded the space over several kilometers and randomly chose a point to go to.

The surrounding colored lines twisted and then released in an instant.

Zhou Yan arrived at a new temple dedicated to the Holy One.

Zhou Yan's heart skipped a beat.

When Zhou Yan shrank the earth to an inch just now, he randomly chose a point to come from. Zhou Yan himself didn't even know where he would shrink the earth to an inch to.

Now, having shrunk the distance to an inch, we are inside a new temple of the Holy One.

Moreover, the surrounding environment...

Zhou Yan found himself in a monk's cell.

After a careful look, Zhou Yan's gaze settled on the shared beds in the monks' quarters.

Many of the monks' rooms in Housheng Temple are shared rooms, where four or five monks sleep on one bed. Half of the room is occupied by the large bed, so the first thing you see when you enter the room is definitely this bed that can accommodate four or five monks.

Zhou Yan didn't even need to walk; he could reach the dormitory bed with a simple stretch of his paw.

The Wenquxing (a star associated with literature and scholarship) above Zhou Yan's head asked.