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

"Is there something wrong with this bed?"

Zhou Yan lifted the lid of the communal bed. The communal bed was not a wooden bed, but a rectangular stone block made of special concrete, with bedding on top. Normally, it could not be opened, but for Zhou Yan, who was an awakened person with tens of thousands of strength attributes, lifting this concrete bed was too easy.

After the bed was lifted, the area in front and behind was a broken and uneven concrete area, but a square hole was exposed in the center of the bed, and inside the hole was a white urn containing ashes.

Zhou Yan grabbed the urn with his other paw, opened the lid, and inside was a delicate, warm arm radiating a faint white light.

Open the properties panel.

Name 7: Hand of the Medicine Buddha.

The four little Yama Kings patted Zhou Yan's head with delight.

"Well done, as expected of an auspicious beast, a lucky tycoon with incredible fortune!"

Zhou Yan grabbed the other hand of the Medicine Buddha and handed it to Xiao Yanjun. Xiao Yanjun then handed the little dragon girl in his arms to the young Wenquxing, and placed the Medicine Buddha's hand on the Medicine Buddha's head.

The Medicine Buddha's usually serene features twitched slightly, and his eyelids trembled rapidly, but his eyes remained closed, indicating that he needed more stimulation.

"Xiao Yan, continue."

Qi Wenquxing instructed Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan did not move immediately, but instead looked down at the empty space in the bed in front of him.

During this moment of stunned silence, the door to the monk's cell opened, and a surge of Buddhist light poured in. Amidst the pure, translucent pale golden light, a monk with one hand in a palm and the other in a fist walked in.

Wang Lingguan, who was bringing up the rear, had a solemn expression.

Kasyapa...

The monk with his fist clenched smiled gently at Wang Lingguan. This smile conveyed great liberation, great freedom, and great bliss, and along with it, his palm slowly opened.

Kasyapa was a disciple of the Buddha. He never put his hands together in prayer when he was by the Buddha's side. Instead, he clenched one fist because Kasyapa's hand carried immeasurable merit, immeasurable light, and immeasurable wisdom. He was afraid of overshadowing the Buddha's glory.

Now, the immeasurable light, immeasurable wisdom, and immeasurable merit that could even overshadow the Buddha were overwhelming. Wang Lingguan had no choice but to draw his sword, and the boundless sword energy, carrying faint lightning, struck the light of Kasyapa Buddha.

The Buddha's light shattered, and the sword energy tore the illusory image of Kasyapa into pieces.

At this moment, Zhou Yan stomped his claws, causing the surrounding colored lines to distort and disperse.

However, after the surrounding space returned to normal, Xiao Yanjun, Wenquxing, and Wang Lingguan found it hard to understand that Zhou Yan did not go to other temples to search for the Medicine Buddha's body, but instead came to the sky above Mount Ling.

Looking down from above, the Hou Sheng Temple has already swallowed up one-third of the Lingshan Temple, and the Buddhist light emanating from the Hou Sheng Temple almost connects Lingshan into one.

"I see!"

Zhou Yan suddenly shouted, his tone filled with indescribable surprise.

"Know what?"

Wang Lingguan walked up to Zhou Yan's head, sword in hand.

Zhou Yan pointed to the ground beneath his feet.

"I... I just connected the three points of the Medicine Buddha's body fragments we found and drew a triangle. What kind of triangle is this?"

"This is an equilateral triangle, centered on the head of the Medicine Buddha. The distance between the two hands is the same, and the value conforms to the golden ratio."

Wang Lingguan, constrained by the times, didn't quite understand the meaning of an equilateral triangle or the golden ratio, but Little Yama and Wenquxing immediately understood after Zhou Yan's explanation.

"Xiao Yan, do you mean that the placement of these fragments of the Medicine Buddha's body follows a pattern?"

Zhou Yan nodded. Three.

"Yes, the fragments of the Medicine Buddha's body were arranged according to a hidden rule based on human proportions."

What are human body proportions?

This refers to the golden ratio, or 0.618. Specifically, the navel is located at 0.618 of the body's length; the throat is located at 0.618 of the distance between the navel and the top of the head; and the elbow joint is located at 0.618 of the distance between the shoulder joint and the fingertip. If the human body grows according to this rule, it will exhibit an indescribable beauty.

Based on this, Zhou Yan calculated the distance between the Medicine Buddha's head and arm, and used this value to run towards the golden ratio navel.

That place happened to be a post-sacred temple.

If the torso of the Medicine Buddha is found within this rear temple, or the rear temple located at the heart of the temple, Zhou Yan can confirm his conjecture that the Medicine Buddha's body is arranged in the golden ratio.

Zhou Yan covered only a few kilometers and landed on the ground of the Later Saint Temple in one step.

As soon as he landed, naturally, Buddhist light and figures emanating from it spread out. Amidst the layers of Buddhist light, Kasyapa Bodhisattva, who had been shredded by Wang Lingguan, walked up surrounded by thousands of figures.

Behind this figure were two other Arhats: one with dragons coiled around his body, and the other with a tiger-taming Arhat.

Kasyapa Bodhisattva smiled gently with compassion, releasing his clenched fist. Immeasurable light surged toward Zhou Yan. Wang Lingguan charged forward with his sword, his thunderous sword energy colliding with Kasyapa Bodhisattva. Kasyapa Bodhisattva's realism was less than 10%, and the Buddhist light shattered when provoked by Wang Lingguan's sword energy.

But at this moment, the Tiger-Taming Arhat and the Dragon-Subduing Arhat stepped forward one after another, their two completely different beams of Buddhist light intertwining with Wang Lingguan's sword energy. Then, countless overlapping figures behind them released Buddhist light and formed hand seals.

Wang Lingguan shouted.

"You guys go, I'll handle things here!"

In reality, there are no scenes of never giving up or abandoning. Without saying a word, Zhou Yan stepped out with his claws, leaving the battlefield where the Buddhas were fighting and entering the Heavenly King's Palace.

Perhaps because Wang Lingguan had drawn away the enemy's main force, the Heavenly King Hall and the Great Hero Hall were not in great danger. The Buddha's light and the phantom were easily shattered and destroyed by the underworld magic used by Little Yama.

There was nothing to see in the Mahavira Hall and the Heavenly King Hall, so Zhou Yan went to the back hall, the scripture hall, and finally the dining hall. There he found the body of the Medicine Buddha buried under the wood-fired stove, covered with countless pieces of black charcoal, but when he took it out, there was not a trace of dirt on it.

The little Yama above Zhou Yan's head said in horror.

"I was terrified. I was actually a little afraid that there might be a Medicine Buddha's body in a pot of stewed meat in the cafeteria."

Chapter Twenty-Three: Manifesto

The God of Literature, who was beside Little Yama, said...

"Old Yan, you've been watching too many horror movies. What kind of stuff involves putting people in a pot to stew? This is Mount Ling."

Although Mount Ling is quite eerie now, Wenquxing believes that something like stewing a Buddhist leader as food will not happen.

Zhou Yan presented the torso of the Medicine Buddha, which he had dug out of the ash heap, to Little Yama. Little Yama received it. The torso was fair and delicate, with full bones and blood vessels at the wounds on its hands, feet, and neck. Such a fresh torso should have been bleeding profusely from the wounds, but this torso remained completely fresh, without a drop of blood flowing out.

Little Yama placed the head of the Medicine Buddha on the wound on his neck, and the moment they touched, the red line on the wound quickly disappeared.

Next are two arms.

His arm pressed against the wound on the upper part of his torso, and the blood vessels in the wound quickly faded and disappeared the moment the flesh came into contact. Two

The Medicine Buddha's eyelids twitched faster, and after the wound on his arm had completely healed, the Medicine Buddha opened his eyes again.

Little Yama hurriedly said. 4

"Buddha, shouldn't the quest prompts be updated?" Lin

The Buddha's Buddha-nature was gathered, but his dim eyes flickered slightly.

"Go and gather all the necessary parts of this humble monk's body. Only then can we deal with the still-unawakened Maitreya." (Shan)

The updated mission prompts were similar to what Little Yama had expected. As the leader of the Eastern Pure Land of Lapis Lazuli, the Medicine Buddha's status was no less than that of the future Buddha, Maitreya. If they wanted to deal with Maitreya, they really needed the Medicine Buddha's help. (Five)

After saying this, the Medicine Buddha seemed to have exhausted his energy again, and this man of few words closed his eyes.

"Bang..."

The canteen door burst open, and Wang Lingguan, whose clothes were now riddled with holes, stumbled in.

"Has it been found?"

"Amitabha……"

"Please wait, benefactor..."

"You have a karmic connection with Buddha..."

Behind Wang Lingguan, various majestic, serene, and indifferent voices faintly emerged. These voices were much clearer than before, when they were only indistinct and each word was audible. They also began to carry human emotions that could be clearly heard.

The figures inside the Buddha's light outside seemed to have become even more realistic.

Zhou Yan ran up to Wang Lingguan, grabbed him with one claw, and then stomped out with his foot.

Endless Buddhist light enveloped Zhou Yan's white-haired body at this moment, but before it could touch Zhou Yan's body, the light distorted, and the colors and lines rapidly moved away from Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan ran out of the Hou Sheng Temple and reached the airspace outside the temple.

At this time, the population growth of the Later Saint Temple had reached half of the entire Ling Mountain, which was much faster than before.

Zhou Yan suspected that every time he found a body of the Medicine Buddha, the proliferation of the Later Holy Temple would accelerate considerably.

The Maitreya Buddha, who had not yet awakened, may have sensed the crisis and instinctively accelerated the engulfment of the Lingshan Temple.

The only pity is that Zhou Yan has already found the pattern of the area where the Medicine Buddha's body is located. Next, as long as he collects one more stab from the Medicine Buddha, the Medicine Buddha should be able to come out and fight against Maitreya Buddha on his side.

As for the legs, Zhou Yan calculated the distance and took a step, compressing the distance of more than ten kilometers in one step.

The scenery before Zhou Yan's eyes twisted and spun, like a spring that had been pressed to its limit being released and then quickly bounced back to its original state.

Zhou Yan ran to a lotus pond where lotus flowers were in full bloom, a place of tranquility and serenity.

"Ok?"

"Lotus Pond?"

"This place..."

Wang Lingguan, Little Yama, and Wenquxing above Zhou Yan's head were all stunned.

Zhou Yan and the others had thoroughly explored the Hou Sheng Temple several times and were very clear about its architectural layout and various details.

Therefore, everyone could immediately see that the lotus pond in front of them was something that the previous Hou Sheng Temple did not have.

Of course, as a temple connected by a timeline, it is understandable that a lotus pond was built at a certain point in time.

The problem was that when Zhou Yan stared at the lotus pond, it clearly read "Lotus Pond of Mingyue Temple".

Below are annotations such as "Don't look, this isn't the Hou Sheng Temple," "The Future Buddha and the Past Buddha are wearing the same pants," "Have you thought about having a big-bellied Future Buddha with 'positive' written all over your legs later?" and "I have twelve kinds of lower abdomen tattoos for you to choose from."

Zhou Yanba_瞴ˇ→綺≌〉≠榴〔∈散≥∥泤栮扣u：A jolt, followed by a shout.

"Damn it! The Buddha of the Past has made his move!"

Little Yama, Wenquxing, and Wang Lingguan were all taken aback.

Zhou Yan shouted, his scalp tingling.

“This place is fixed in the past of the Buddha of the past and will not become a temple for the later saints. If nothing unexpected happens, we will not be able to find the fragments of the Medicine Buddha’s body unless it becomes a temple for the later saints.”

It seems that the Medicine Buddha was dismembered by Maitreya Buddha and placed in different places in the Later Holy Temple. Now that the Later Holy Temple is not coming out, Zhou Yan's side has no way to take action.

This is a terrifying scene. If the Buddha had waited for the other temples on Mount Ling to become the Post-Holy Temples before withdrawing his power and allowing the Post-Holy Temple containing the Medicine Buddha's thigh to appear, Maitreya would have been able to awaken immediately.

There's no way Zhou Yan will be able to find the Medicine Buddha's two legs before Maitreya awakens.

Holy crap!

Little Yama cursed loudly.

"That old codger, the Buddha of the Past, is trying to trick us at this time?!"

The Buddha of the Past gave the Buddha of the Future a cheat code, directly pushing Zhou Yan's side into a desperate situation.

Wenquxing's expression changed several times before he had no choice but to ask Zhou Yan.

"So what should we do next?"

Zhou Yan's gaze shifted left and right. With his omniscient abilities, Zhou Yan could see the source of the power of the past Buddha that had frozen the past.

"There's only one way left."

Zhou Yan gritted his teeth.

"The Buddhas of the past were so at odds with us that they must have driven us to this point. We have no choice but to ask the Buddhas of the past to go to another world to save all sentient beings."

Wang Lingguan laughed heartily.

"Well said. I've been ready to make my move for a while now. I'll start the fight later, so you all won't have to fight over it."

If it weren't for the fact that this was a group operation, Wang Lingguan would have already charged out alone with his sword.

Following the power of the Buddha of the past, Zhou Yan compressed space with each step, and then quickly restored it. After the restoration, the lotus pond in Mingyue Temple had disappeared, and what was placed in front of Zhou Yan and the others was a temple called Bodhi Temple.

Upon seeing the plaque of Bodhi Temple, Zhou Yan's expression changed slightly.

This place seems to be the place that the super beautiful woman, Mara, the sixth demon king, wanted me to come to.

When Zhou Yan was in Lingshan, he had experienced the danger of Bodhi Temple. The sense of crisis was incredible, like a blade scraping against Zhou Yan's bones, cold and painful, and accompanied by a shivering sensation.

For this reason, Zhou Yan had never dared to enter the Bodhi Temple before, but now...

There's no room for hesitation anymore.