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

"It's okay, don't rush."

Zhou Yan put the nine-colored deer he was holding on the ground.

"Brother is going to the restroom. Qingcai, you can stay here and think of the answer."

The Nine-Colored Deer breathed a sigh of relief. It was afraid that Zhou Yan would think it was stupid and stop playing with it.

"Okay, okay, Qingcai will definitely be able to think of the answer before brother finishes using the toilet."

Zhou Yan waved and left in front of the Nine-Colored Deer.

A few minutes later, Zhou Yan arrived at the Bodhi tree he had cut open.

Inside the Bodhi tree, the mummified remains of Dipankara Buddha still lay, his face withered and his eyes sunken.

Zhou Yan looked up again at the Bodhi tree surrounding Dipankara Buddha.

The tree is under control, but its canopy is lush, large, and round, giving it a rather tacky appearance.

In addition, this tree is a Bodhi tree...

It should be noted that the place where Maitreya Buddha resides does not have any trees or similar structures surrounding him.

Zhou Yan had a feeling that this Bodhi tree might represent the Bodhi Temple.

As for whether there is Shakyamuni Buddha in Bodhi Temple...

Whether Mara sent Himself to save His beloved (?) is hard to say.

Zhou Yan withdrew his gaze and spoke to the mummified corpse of the Buddha of the Past.

“If the Tathagata is dead, and there is even the slightest possibility that He could be resurrected, then He should be the Buddha of the past.”

There was no search of the mummified remains of Dipankara Buddha.

Zhou Yan asked again.

“Dil-lamp Buddha, have you ever thought about how many people your plan has killed?”

The mummified corpse remained motionless.

Zhou Yan had never met this Buddha before and knew nothing about his dark history. He could not be easily swayed by him as he had been by Maitreya Buddha.

But if we don't waver, then we don't waver.

Zhou Yan carefully walked to the mummified corpse of the Buddha of the past, picked up the Buddha, and carefully placed it outside the hollow of the Bodhi tree. He then sat down under the Bodhi tree.

Sunlight streamed through the split tree and shone onto Zhou Yan's head. Zhou Yan felt a warm sensation on his face, a feeling reminiscent of going on a spring outing as a child.

Everything else is gone.

It looks like an ordinary tree hole, and to Zhou Yan, who is all-knowing, it appears to be a Bodhi tree.

Is something wrong?

Zhou Yan used the Great Evolution technique to add the keyword "Burning Lamp Buddha Light" to himself, and he also made a Thousand Lamp Seal of Burning Lamp in his hand, simulating himself as the appearance of the Burning Lamp Buddha.

"Ok?"

Zhou Yan, who was holding the Thousand Lantern Seal, looked down. Several vines wrapped around the boy's legs as if they were tentacle monsters facing a magical girl.

Impersonating the Buddha of the past is indeed effective!

The vines spread from Zhou Yan's thighs to his lower abdomen.

Search; ≠search≠：i≈♀∞∵∶∷6＞listen≤≯簱:♀`listen For some reason, Zhou Yan saw a memory. In the memory, a Bodhi seed fell to the ground. After being exposed to wind and rain, the skin on the surface of the Bodhi seed cracked, and a tender bud grew outward from inside the Bodhi seed. At the same time, the part of the Bodhi seed that was in contact with the ground also cracked, and a white and tender tree root was inserted into the ground.

The Bodhi seed began to grow upwards.

Initially, this Bodhi seed only had two tender green leaves. Under the sunlight, the small bud began to spread outwards, and white veins appeared on the green leaves.

Zhou Yan's gaze remained fixed on the tender leaves. The patterns that were slowly appearing on the leaves were very familiar, so familiar that the more Zhou Yan looked at them, the more he felt as if something from his memory had been unearthed.

After a long while, Zhou Yan recognized that the veins on the tender leaves were just like his elementary school.

As soon as the thought arose, countless memories surged in Zhou Yan's mind, and the surrounding scenes and sounds distorted.

Once the commotion around him subsided, Zhou Yan found himself in a corner of the playground where he used to attend elementary school, with a chubby girl standing in front of him.

The girl looked down at Zhou Yan and said weakly.

"Zhou Yan... I... I like you. Will you go out with me?"

Zhou Yan's expression changed drastically.

Humans are a species that is very good at forgetting the past. Most people have a hard time remembering things that happened before they were five years old, and they don't even remember some small things that happened five years ago.

But there are always some things that transcend the limitations of time and space, leaving a lasting imprint on a person's life.

Zhou Yan remembered the chubby girl. She was a child from the countryside. Because she was fat and did not study well, she was often bullied by her classmates. Once, Zhou Yan couldn't stand it and helped her. Perhaps it was this unintentional act that made the girl remember Zhou Yan.

After a physical education class, the girl found Zhou Yan and confessed her feelings to him.

It's quite embarrassing to say, but around fifth grade, some kids in Zhou Yan's area were already confessing their feelings to each other, and some even got pregnant as soon as they entered junior high.

Therefore, both teachers and students are very resilient to confessions of love to each other. As a result, Zhou Yan did not find it unbelievable when others confessed to him; he only felt it was inappropriate.

"No, your grades are too bad."

This was Zhou Yan's answer back then. Zhou Yan's parents had told him not to play with people in his class who were not good at studying, as it would make Zhou Yan's grades worse.

This girl, who came from the countryside, had always been at the bottom of her class academically.

The chubby girl covered her face and ran away.

Zhou Yan didn't think anything of it at the time, but he learned the next day that the girl had attempted suicide by cutting her wrists because of a breakup. Although she was rescued after being discovered by her parents, she transferred to another school afterward.

Zhou Yan felt very guilty about this for a while.

The chubby girl opposite Zhou Yan was secretly glancing at him, her two chubby little hands fidgeting restlessly around her lower abdomen, clearly very nervous.

She looked exactly like the girl in Zhou Yan's memory.

Zhou Yan understood something.

"Dating...and then what?"

Zhou Yan took a step toward the young woman.

Have you thought about what we'd want after we started dating?

The chubby girl was taken aback.

"What...what?"

Zhou Yan smiled.

"After we started dating, we gradually became closer, built a relationship, and then started a family. Have you thought about this whole process?"

The girl looked completely bewildered.

She's only 11 years old. Confessing to Zhou Yan was just a matter of liking him; she couldn't possibly think that far ahead.

Zhou Yan countered with a question.

“Aina (girl's name), we are no longer seven or eight-year-old children. Saying 'I like you' not only requires considering our feelings for each other, but also our future. Have you thought about how we will need to buy a car and a house, build a living environment for our children, and do our jobs well?”

The chubby girl gave a dry laugh.

"This...this is too complicated!"

Zhou Yan's face was tense.

"So you didn't think about anything, and just confessed your feelings because you said you liked me?"

The chubby girl lowered her head and said weakly.

"But I... but I just like you..."

“Liking someone isn’t just empty words; it’s about commitment and responsibility. Aina, I’m giving you a few days to think carefully about the relationship between love and responsibility. Come back to me when you’ve thought it through.”

Zhou Yan turned and left.

9. The surrounding environment quickly blurred, and the young man returned to the leaves of the Bodhi tree sapling.

Zhou Yan said sadly.

"Making up for the past?"

Both of them must have had countless regrets and pains in their lives. Those who can walk through the past must have carried too much burden. It seems that the divine power of the past Buddha can make up for the past.

Si Xiang is now, in Zhou Yan's memory, the girl who originally committed suicide because of his rejection did not commit suicide after his inexplicable rejection, but later transferred schools.

Regardless of whether one cultivates Buddhism or Taoism, past regrets and suffering can lead to inner demons, ultimately causing complete collapse. A thousand years of cultivation can vanish in a single day. This supernatural power of past Buddhas to make up for the past is truly the only way to slay inner demons.

The Buddha of the Umbrella Lamp truly deserves to be one of the three patriarchs of Buddhism.

Zhou Yan stared as the second set of leaves unfurled from the Bodhi seedling.

This time, during Zhou Yan's summer vacation when he was 12, everyone gathered on the elementary school playground to take graduation photos.

During the filming, Zhou Yan turned to look at his class's math representative.

Zhou Yan liked this girl because her grades were comparable to his. However, due to youthful shyness and the fact that Zhou Yan was not one to readily express his feelings, he did not reveal his true feelings until he graduated from elementary school.

It's a small but significant regret, even though my first love ended without a clear conclusion.

While the teacher was still organizing the class, Zhou Yan walked up to his first love, whom he had a crush on.

The math class representative was a pretty girl with two pigtails. When she saw Zhou Yan, she asked him curiously.

"Is something the matter?"

Zhou Yan took a breath and said in a trembling voice.

"I like you. Even though we've graduated from elementary school and probably won't see each other again, I still like you."

The students around him gasped in surprise.

The surrounding scenery continued to change.

Zhou Yan smiled slightly.

Making up for past regrets is really satisfying. Zhou Yan estimated that after this trip, he would truly have no regrets about the past.

The third batch of Bodhi tree leaves began to bloom, but this time, unlike the previous two times, only one leaf bloomed, and it was white.

White?

Zhou Yan looked at the leaf with a puzzled expression. As the leaf's veins changed, the scenery around him transformed once again.

This time, Zhou Yan found himself in an antique-style bedroom, facing a stunningly beautiful woman. Just as Zhou Yan was wondering what was going on, the woman smiled.

"My lord, it is late at night. Let me serve you."

Zhou Yan's expression changed.

What happened?

What happened?!

I can get a super pretty girl for free?!

The next second, the girl's profile page appeared.

Name: Bai Ze (Stop looking! Run away now!! This is my past life!!!)

Chapter Fifteen: Third-Rate Screenwriter

My past life?

Bai Ze in his past life?

White-haired beast!?

The one who toyed with the feelings of Fox King Su Yinjun, the one who angered all the gods and Buddhas to come and hunt him down, the one who could revive all the death gods of the South Heavenly Gate in his past life?

"Master."

A stunningly beautiful woman walked over, her face flushed and her eyes like water. Her graceful figure, charming and alluring face, and captivating charm rivaled those of Aunt Bo Xun on the sixth day.

Zhou Yan shuddered.

Looking at his past life, Zhou Yan could completely understand why he had managed to deceive so many gods and immortals.

Unfortunately, in this life, I've already seen through the scumbag inside me from my past life.

Zhou Yan remained unmoved.