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

Zhou Yan, along with Wang Lingguan, Little Yama, and Wenquxing, stormed into the Bodhi Temple.

The Bodhi Temple in this fragmented world is not the real Bodhi Temple, but when Zhou Yan entered, he could feel a sense of crisis that almost made his pores bleed.

The layout of Bodhi Temple is completely different from that of the seven-room monastery of Hou Sheng Temple. Bodhi Temple has no shrine, bell tower, or drum tower. After Zhou Yan entered, all he saw was the dining hall at the front and the scripture pavilion opposite it, with a large area of ​​monks' quarters behind the scripture pavilion.

Bodhi Temple does not have the same thick and pure Buddha light as other temples in the later period. Without Buddha light, there is naturally no grand procession of Buddha light and figures.

But when Zhou Yan carried Little Yama, Wenquxing, and Wang Lingguan into the canteen, the door to the Sutra Repository, which was opposite the dining hall, opened, and a figure without facial features or clothes, formed purely of Buddhist light, walked out.

As the figure moved, the surrounding space appeared as if it were above flames, with distorted colors. However, this was not a refraction phenomenon caused by uneven heating and density of the air, but rather a collapse of the air due to its immense size and weight.

Zhou Yan opened the person's attribute panel.

Name: Burning Lamp Buddha Light.

Realism: 38%.

Recommendation: If you don't fight now, you'll lose.

Zhou Yan shouted.

"Let's do it!"

Wang Lingguan, who was prepared in advance, drew his divine sword from his waist. A magnificent sword aura exploded from Wang Lingguan's hand, crashing like an inverted river before the space in front of the Buddha collapsed.

This sword strike was used by Wang Lingguan to block Sun Wukong at his most powerful moment during the havoc in the Heavenly Palace, and it also shattered the Vajra Garbhadhatu Realm established by three golden-bodied Arhats in the Great Righteous Capital. Previously, it had even casually cut through the Vajra Protection established by the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta in front of Zhou Yan.

The sword energy, capable of killing even true gods, should have been utterly devastating. However, before Dipankara Buddha, it couldn't even pierce the Buddha's radiant body, let alone the distorted circle surrounding him caused by his immense size and weight. It could only split and detour around the distorted circle.

Little Yama clapped his hands, then took a deep breath and spoke. Nine

"Death!" Si

If the King of Hell wants you dead at midnight, who dares to keep you alive until dawn?

Moreover, the Little Yama King is not Yama, but the Central Ghost Emperor among the Five Ghost Emperors.

The light emanating from the lamp at the entrance paused. On the body shimmering with light, a character for "death," radiating endless black energy, appeared. The originally clear and pure light slowly began to exude a decaying, grayish-white aura under this light.

The God of Literature didn't say much. He reached into his robes and pulled out a book. This time, instead of summoning ancient scholars as he had done with Zhao Wenhe, he inscribed the Buddha Dipankara into the book and began writing a proclamation.

What was the most impressive thing about scholars in ancient times? Road

Of course, it's about wielding a pen that can make good people look bad and bad people look good. Hiss.

Qin Shi Huang's burning of books and burying of scholars can be portrayed as the burning of books and burying of Confucian scholars; Chen Shimei can be rumored to be a scumbag throughout history; Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, who clearly had no connection in life, can be hailed as a model of love.

In short, in the hands of a scholar's pen, you are born if he commands you to live, and you die if he commands you to die.

If you're black, you're not white; if you're white, even if you commit murder, arson, and all sorts of evil deeds, you can be instantly whitewashed and become a Buddha.

"Heaven is the father, and Earth is the mother; the omens of fortune and misfortune descend according to their respective circumstances. Randeng knew this, yet he ignorantly transgressed it, disregarding grave taboos, distorting the laws of Heaven, and destroying moral order. In the past, Qin Shi Huang destroyed the system of posthumous titles, attempting to extend the lineage to ten thousand generations with numbers one and two. Randeng, however, predicted a lifespan of thirty-six thousand years, stating that his own life would end there. Following the path of the fallen Qin dynasty, he extended the number to infinity. This is his grave crime of defying Heaven..."

Chapter Twenty-Four: Fate

"They split Mount Ling, severing all access. The Buddha is the only Buddha, and questions cannot be asked. They confine the mountains and marshes, acting recklessly and arbitrarily. They built nine temples, exhausting all earthworks. This is their great sin of defying the land..."

“They honored the wicked and trusted the treacherous, executed the loyal and upright, and, according to their words, drove red chariots at full speed, wielding the law day and night. They wrongfully imprisoned the innocent and falsely exterminated the common people. They carried out tortures like cannon blasts, abolished laws that followed the times, poured strong vinegar into their bodies, and attacked them with the five poisons... These are the great crimes of those who defy the people.”

Wenquxing wrote down each character one by one. The characters were originally black, but as the number of characters increased, the ink characters began to turn dark red, then red, and finally blood red.

Every word was written in blood, and every sentence was piercing to the heart.

Although more than half of the words in it are fabricated charges by the Wenquxing (a famous Chinese literary figure), this does not diminish the strong malice in the text: "I want you dead, and I want you to die in disgrace, a death that everyone despises."

The Buddha Light of Burning Lamp, which was already suppressed by the word "death" from Little Yama, began to display blood-stained characters within its pure Buddha Light.

The scholar's ability to alter people's perceptions and distort right and wrong with his pen is vividly displayed in the manifesto written by the God of Literature. Even the Buddha Dipankara in the past, whose body began to stiffen under the influence of a large number of vicious curses, began to feel stiff.

Wang Lingguan leaped out from behind Zhou Yan, wielding his divine sword and slashing at the twisted circle in front of Dipankara Buddha.

The area where the twisted circle was struck became even more chaotic, with the sword energy merging with the twisted circle to create an extremely bizarre and chaotic appearance.

The illusory image of Dipankara Buddha can now distort the surrounding space, time, matter, and energy with its own Buddha light, forming the prototype of a small world.

When Wang Lingguan swung his sword, he wasn't cutting down Dipankara Buddha at all, but rather a small world.

But this wasn't the first time Wang Lingguan had slashed down small worlds. Whether it was the Vajra Garbhadhatu Realm in the capital of the Great Zheng Dynasty or the Vajra Garbhadhatu Realm of the Lingshan Guangming Temple, Wang Lingguan had shattered them all.

"Squeak... squeak..."

At the point where Wang Lingguan's divine sword touched the twisted ring of the past Buddha, countless fine cracks appeared. Wang Lingguan infused his divine sword with magical power, and large cracks shattered the twisted ring.

With death looming over him, the Buddha of Light, whose entire body was covered in the proclamation of the God of Literature, stretched out both hands, and endless Buddha light gushed out from his palms.

Zhou Yan hurriedly replied.

"A Buddhist Kingdom in the Palm of Your Hand! Those old fogies are calling in reinforcements!"

The scholar, who was killing people with his pen, looked up and roared.

"You despicable scoundrel! You've got some nerve to cause trouble! What are you capable of?! Have the guts to fight us one-on-one!"

Zhou Yan turned his head 180 degrees and stared blankly at Wenquxing, who spoke righteously.

"There's no need to talk about chivalry with these wicked and unorthodox sects. Of course, we, as a reputable and righteous sect, can stand shoulder to shoulder with them!"

For intellectuals, double standards are a basic skill; if you're unhappy with them, don't play along.

Zhou Yan turned his head, and Buddhist light bloomed in front of him. Asuras, heavenly dragons, and various Buddhist guardians and Dharma protectors emerged one by one from the Buddhist light in the hands of the Buddha of the past.

These guards were originally only the size of a fingernail, or even a mosquito or fly, but as they emerged from the Buddha's light, their size increased exponentially. The Buddha's guardian closest to Wang Lingguan was already more than three meters tall.

Zhou Yan scanned the Buddhist guardians. The weakest of these guardians were demigods, and many of them were Buddhist protectors who had been imbued with the Buddha's aura and were already capable of fighting against true gods of moderate awakening.

Once these things come out, they won't pose a significant crisis to Zhou Yan and his group, but they will definitely restrict their actions and give Randeng Foguang more strategic flexibility.

Therefore, Zhou Yan completely let go of his fear.

A terrifying aura emanating from Bai Ze enveloped Wang Lingguan.

The thousands of Buddhist guardians, in a vast and mighty procession, paused all at once, then roared and trembled as they frantically rushed off in any direction.

There were countless injuries, tramplings, and collisions during that period.

Of course, these seven things are not important; what is important is that there are no longer any Buddhist protectors interfering with Wang Lingyi.

The important thing is that Zhou Yan found an opportunity, took out the Divine Firmament Seal that he had prepared long ago from his own little world, took a breath and shouted.

"Lei Lai!"

A bolt of lightning as thick as a thigh exploded in front of Zhou Yan, pouring into the silver snake favored by the Heavenly Emperor. It bypassed Wang Lingguan and crashed into the nascent Buddhist kingdom in front of Wang Lingguan, which had already been partially shattered by Wang Lingguan's divine sword.

The already cracked Twisted Ring (the embryonic form of the Buddhist Kingdom) began to flow with viscous silver serpent thunderous liquid from every crack. The thunderous liquid ruthlessly widened the cracks and caused them to collapse. Occasionally, tiny black holes could be seen at the points of collapse, and the black holes would quickly disappear.

Wang Lingguan immediately felt the pressure on his divine sword greatly reduced, and without hesitation, he poured all his power into his divine sword. The sword energy surged out, and coupled with the thunder favored by the Antarctic Longevity Emperor, the twisted ring in front of Dipankara Buddha shattered rapidly amidst countless crisp sounds, and fragments of darkness fell continuously.

Wang Lingguan's divine sword faced the shattered fragments of the Buddhist kingdom, its tip like a shooting star, piercing straight towards the heart of the Buddha of the past.

In the past, the Buddha placed one hand in the palm of his hand, containing the Buddha-land, while slowly extending the other hand.

The hand was extended extremely slowly, but before it could even be seen through Wang Lingguan's divine sword, it arrived first and blocked the tip of Wang Lingguan's sword.

Qi caught the blade with one hand.

The Buddha of the Past seized Wang Lingguan's divine sword.

Wang Lingguan's expression changed, but behind him, six milky-white sword energies flew out. They were so fast that they drew explosive white spirals in the air and approached the future Buddha's head with a roar.

The six Buddhas of the past were startled. This Buddha, formed from the convergence of Buddha light, clearly had no facial features and its body was a strange thing composed purely of Buddha light. However, when the milky white sword energy approached, the Buddhas of the past still showed a strong, palpable astonishment.

Nine was still in shock when Little Yama shouted again.

"shock!"

"Die!"

"shock!"

"Spiritual wound!"

"pain!"

Five brand-new black characters were placed on the head of the Buddha of the Past, and the Buddha's light on the Buddha of the Past was almost dimmed by the black characters.

Wenquxing also began frantically writing manifestos without hesitation.

The crimson characters within the Buddha's body tripled in an instant. Furthermore, with Wang Lingguan continuously pouring immense magical power into his divine sword, the Buddha's body of Dipankara offered little resistance, and the Gouchen sword energy poured into the Buddha's head.

The body of the Buddha, whose body was formed by half of his Buddha-light, exploded.

The realism of the Dipankara Buddha in front of Zhou Yan dropped from 45% to 28% in an instant.

Under this level of awakening, Dipankara Buddha was completely powerless to stop the combined attack of Little Yama, Wenquxing, and Wang Lingguan. The divine sword that Wang Lingguan had been holding in the Buddha's body of light was released and naturally pierced into the Buddha's body of light.

With 28% of his physical body remaining, the Buddha's body exploded, leaving Dipankara Buddha with only 15% of his awakening level.

Zhou Yan spoke up.

"Senior Wang, you deal with Dipankara Buddha here, and we'll go deal with Bhaisajyaguru Buddha's legs?"

The reality of Dipankara Buddha has now dropped so low that he can be restrained by Wang Lingguan alone.

Wang Lingguan said in a deep voice.

"Go now!"

Zhou Yan twisted his body and shoved towards the distance.

The surrounding colors and lines contracted and relaxed, and Zhou Yan arrived at the previous address of Mingyue Temple.

However, at this moment, Mingyue Temple, having lost the blessing of the past Buddha, could no longer withstand the devouring by the Later Holy Temple and had already transformed into the shape of the Later Holy Temple.

Zhou Yan frantically rushed towards the Heavenly King Hall, the Great Buddha Hall, the monks' quarters, and the dining hall, encountering various Buddhist figures along the way, all of which were resolved by Little Yama and Wenquxing.

Zhou Yan's only task was to find a powerful patron like the Medicine Buddha.

After searching for five seconds, Zhou Yan found the urn containing the Medicine Buddha's thigh under a brick on the first floor of the Sutra Repository. After tossing the urn to Little Yama, Zhou Yan took another step forward.

This time, they were heading towards the Hou Sheng Temple, where the last leg of the Medicine Buddha was hidden.

The space stretched and relaxed, and with Zhou Yan's current spatial control ability, a thousand miles was only a few steps away. The last temple of the Holy One was stepped into by Zhou Yan in less than half a second.

This is, according to the golden ratio, the final location for the fragments of the Medicine Buddha's body.

Once the fragments of the Medicine Buddha's body are found here, our side will have completed the assembly of the Medicine Buddha. Then, the Medicine Buddha and Maitreya Buddha will fight, and we can just play a supporting role.

The surrounding scenery began to return to normal, and Zhou Yan saw the familiar architectural layout of the Hou Sheng Temple.

Zhou Yan breathed a sigh of relief and was about to continue forward to search for the Medicine Buddha's last body from the Heavenly King Temple when, before he had taken more than a few steps, the temple gate opened automatically, and endless Buddhist light and shadowy, humanoid figures emerged from inside the temple.

Little Yama and Wenquxing were both ready to make their move, but after these phantoms and the Buddha's light appeared, they quietly and neatly moved aside to both sides, clearing a path.

This appearance is exactly the same as when Guanyin first appeared.

Zhou Yan asked in surprise.

"So...is it Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva or Sun Wukong who came to help us?"

"Amitabha……"

“The three benefactors are deeply rooted in Buddhism, naturally endowed with the qualities of Buddha, and have a karmic connection with the Buddha.”

A majestic yet gentle voice emanated from the central road flanked by Buddha's light and human figures, gently touching the faces of Zhou Yan, Little Yama, and Wenquxing, bringing peace of mind and indescribable comfort.

Following the sound, a portly man, who looked like he could definitely star in a children's anime, slowly walked out.

The fat man had peaceful features and a wide smile. He was dressed in a clean yellow monk's robe, surrounded by a halo of Buddha's light. He exuded indescribable kindness and gentleness, without a trace of evil.

But Zhou Yan, Little Yama, and Wenquxing instantly felt their scalps tingle.

The person who came was Maitreya Buddha.

Moreover, it is not a phantom image of Maitreya Buddha formed from Buddha's light, but a real Maitreya Buddha with the physical form of Maitreya Buddha.

Zhou Yan glanced at Maitreya Buddha, then looked behind him. Behind this future Buddha stood a blond-haired boy holding a wooden tray with an urn of ashes on it.

The last fragments of the Medicine Buddha's body were personally kept by Maitreya Buddha.

Chapter Twenty-Five: The Human Race Bag

There's a bug in this world: the goal is a prerequisite for fulfilling certain conditions. ［●□∴∥＊［

For example, now, Medicine Buddha says that He needs to find all the fragments of His body before He can come out to deal with Maitreya, the future Buddha.

But now Maitreya Buddha has appeared, personally carrying an urn containing fragments of Medicine Buddha's body.

To defeat Maitreya, you must collect the remains of Bhaisajyaguru Buddha. However, to obtain the remains of Bhaisajyaguru Buddha, you must pass through the hands of Maitreya Buddha, which is roughly equivalent to defeating Maitreya.