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

Then we'll check three generations back.

Zhou Yan found out about Zhao Anting's parents and master. After going through the information, he was surprised to discover that Zhao Anting was actually the successor of a major sect with a thousand-year history.

However, the number of cultivators has dwindled, and by the time this major sect reached him, there were only two people left: a master and his disciple.

However, since Zhao Anting was truly capable, he didn't lack for living expenses; it was just that his disciple...

Zhou Yan couldn't see the disciple's identity information, but through subtle clues, he could guess that the disciple's name was "Bai Zi'an," the daughter of a wealthy family, whose dream was to revitalize the Daoist sect and give humanity the ability to fight against the Awakened.

These dreams are minor matters; the biggest thing is... [unclear - possibly a type of plant or tree].

Bai Zi'an is a woman... Qiu

Zhou Yan recalled how Mara had repeatedly disguised himself as a woman to seduce Buddha, the most extreme instance being when he even went so far as to use both mother and daughter as bait, begging Buddha to stay.

As a result, Buddha, being the straightforward and honest man he is, slapped Mara and his most beautiful daughter back with one hand each.

Zhou Yan hadn't thought much about this before, but now it seems that Mara actually cares a lot about the fact that he was giving money to Buddha and Buddha didn't seem to care.

Therefore, the resurrected Buddha was depicted as a woman. (Part Three)

Then... 5

Zhou Yan was curious. Bo Xun's female attire was unparalleled; even the future slightly plump young woman, Xiao Yanjun, couldn't match half his charm. What about his male attire?

How incredibly handsome can he be? *sss*

Could they possibly sway the Buddha, who was still inexperienced and unenlightened?

Forget it, forget it. What's the use of a stinky man being handsome if he's not a pretty girl? But if Bo Xun were to throw himself at him, Zhou Yan would be so scared that he'd chop himself up and pretend to be the Ninth Prince to refuse.

Zhou Yan opened his eyes, which were wide open.

Su Bijun, Jiu Feng, and the bound Zhang Ye all turned their gazes back to Zhou Yan's face, all of them with curious expressions.

None of the three knew that Zhou Yan possessed the Extreme Eye; they all assumed that Zhou Yan was using Bai Ze's supernatural powers to search through big data.

Jiufeng spoke first.

"Xiao Yan, how are you?"

Zhou Yan said smugly.

"Found it, but..."

Because of Mara's favor, Zhou Yan's ability to see Bai Zi'an directly is impossible with his supernatural vision. However, now that he has found Zhao Anting, it is only a matter of time before he finds Bai Zi'an with Zhao Anting's help.

"I need to go see those people myself. You all wait here. I'll be right back if there are no problems."

At Zhou Yan's current speed, it would only take him a few steps to find someone in China, or even to go to the other side of the world.

Zhao Anting was only a few thousand kilometers away from Zhou Yan, but Zhou Yan's step covered a thousand kilometers. Then, based on Zhao Anting's specific location, the distance was reduced from a thousand kilometers to a hundred kilometers, ten kilometers, kilometers, and finally to a few hundred meters, tens of meters, and a few meters.

Zhou Yan arrived at the Yixin Temple.

The gate of Yixin Temple was closed. As the residence of the head of a thousand-year-old sect, Yixin Temple did not receive outside tourists, nor did it perform divination or collect incense money. However, Zhou Yan could tell from the decoration of the outer wall and the material of the door that the owner of Yixin Temple was definitely a wealthy person.

Zhou Yan sneaked to the outer wall and, seeing no one around, prepared to climb over. However, before he could climb over, a familiar voice appeared behind him.

"Xiao Yan? It really is you!"

Zhou Yan turned around and looked. Six

"Brother Yan?!"

Three meters behind Zhou Yan, a familiar Siyou Imperial Carriage was parked. Little Yama peeked out from behind the carriage's curtain; it was Zhou Yan's friend, the Little Yama who was diligently working out to get in shape with the slightly plump young woman. Death

Zhou Yan asked in surprise.

"Brother Yan, have you... been around here recently?"

Little Yama emerged from behind the curtain, and as soon as he jumped off the Imperial Chariot of the Netherworld, it vanished in a streak of light. (Yu)

"No way..." Han

Little Yama took out a cup of milk tea from behind him and said while drinking it:

"I've been feeling some unusual conceptual changes lately. I thought it was you testing your newfound supernatural powers, so I didn't pay any attention. But after only a few days, the feeling of these changes has become stronger and stronger, so I couldn't help but come and take a look. Turns out, it really was you who did it."

Little Yama looked at the One Heart Temple in front of Zhou Yan.

"Is this something you, Xiao Yan, planned to hide in history?"

Zhou Yan was stunned.

"Hidden within, history?"

Little Yama asked in return.

"It seems like something is about to unfold here. Isn't it something you decided to hide in your history?"

Zhou Yan: “(?°?°?)”

Looking at Zhou Yan's expression, Little Yama said in disbelief.

"Hey, hey, hey, Xiao Yan, don't tell me you have no idea what's going to happen here?"

Zhou Yan was a little unsure how to explain that he had only come to find the incarnation of Buddha.

Wait, an incarnation of Buddha...

Zhou Yan suddenly thought of a story, in which a certain old charlatan, who was supposedly quite capable, predicted that his empire would be destroyed by the older of a certain twin brother.

So the king ordered the twins killed, but the twins' mother, for the sake of her child, sent her beloved son away before the king arrived.

The king eventually killed his younger brother and mother. When the older brother grew up and learned that his brother and loving mother had been killed by the king, he rebelled, leading an army to massacre the king's kingdom.

As prophesied, the king's kingdom was indeed destroyed, and so were the people foretold in the prophecy.

From a causal perspective, if the old charlatan hadn't made the prophecy, the king wouldn't have known that the older twin would destroy his country. If he hadn't known, he wouldn't have killed the older twin. And if he hadn't killed the older twin, the older twin's mother and the younger twin wouldn't have died.

The twin brother wouldn't rebel and destroy the country.

This leads to a paradox: if the king ignores the prophecy, will the prophecy not come true?

Zhou Yan considered his own supernatural abilities, such as the Extreme Vision, which completely failed to detect Bai Zi'an's presence. Besides the possibility of Mara's favor, was it possible that Bai Zi'an didn't actually exist before Zhou Yan became aware of him? 5

Is he the nexus connecting Bai Zi'an to this world? Only after he sees Bai Zi'an will Bai Zi'an truly exist in this world?

Zhou Yan felt like he was the one who was preparing to kill the twin brother in the prophecy in order to protect his country's king. He thought that if he climbed into the courtyard, Bai Zi'an would naturally accept his fate.

That is, to become the Buddha.

But if I don't care about Bai Zi'an, will Bai Zi'an cease to exist?

"Xiao Yan, you look terrible. Did something happen?"

Little Yama asked.

Zhou Yan told Little Yama everything he knew.

"...That's basically the situation, Brother Yan. Do you think it's better for me to do nothing now than to manage everything?"

Little Yama slowly shook his head.

"Of course not. Do you really think this prophecy won't come true if the king doesn't believe it?"

"I do not know."

"Let me tell you, even if you don't care, this prophecy will still happen, because this brother is still alive. Who knows if he will gather his troops again and conquer your kingdom when you don't care? You know, since he was able to destroy a kingdom once, it means that he himself has the ability to destroy a kingdom."

"Therefore, the only solution to this prophecy is..."

Little Yama inhales and exhales.

"Kill the old charlatan before he makes his prophecy. If he doesn't make his prophecy, none of this will happen."

Zhou Yan's eyes lit up, then dimmed again.

Little Yama did provide Zhou Yan with an idea, but the only problem was that the old charlatan in this story, if applied to the present reality, would be none other than Mara.

Furthermore, Mara had already prophesied that He would resurrect the Buddha, meaning that the prophecy of the charlatan was no longer an option.

So, regardless of whether one tries or ignores it, the world will move in the direction of the prophecy, and Buddha will eventually be resurrected?

Whether that king killed his twin brother or not, he would still face the fate of his kingdom's destruction.

Make up:

Chapter 669, Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Girl

Focus your attention inward.

Zhao Anting, who was still on the phone buying medicinal plants, paced back and forth in his meditation room.

His only disciple, Bai Zi'an, sat on a futon, munching on a small dessert, his cheeks twitching. Zhao Anting, who was halfway through a phone call, covered the speakerphone with his hand and said unhappily to his closed-door disciple.

"All grains are impure; if you eat so much, it will be difficult for you to cultivate."

Bai Zian said vaguely.

"It's as if the elders in the family can improve their spiritual practice by fasting every day."

Many of the modern founders of Yixin Temple were dedicated to cultivation. Some were so strict with themselves that they even abused themselves in order to maintain their physical bodies. But even under such circumstances, Yixin Temple did not produce many cultivators who could fight against Ghost-level Awakeners.

Zhao Anting sighed. He regularly fasted to maintain his health, but in terms of cultivation, he was not much different from the unkempt disciple.

“Zi’an, there is no hope for your generation. The heavy responsibility of revitalizing the sect has fallen entirely on your shoulders. Your master really can’t bear to see you ruin your body.”

Bai Zian put the last piece of mung bean cake in his mouth and mumbled something indistinctly.

"Okay, okay, disciple won't eat anymore. Master, don't worry. Once disciple leaves Yixin Temple, I will be a Taoist protector of the new era. Even those divine beasts won't dare to look down on me!"

Bai Zi'an always had a feeling that he was extraordinary, that he was not someone ordinary people could compare to. He was waiting for an opportunity to appear so that he could leave this small Taoist temple, riding on colorful auspicious clouds and endless auspicious light, and let the whole world watch him be born in astonishment.

When will that opportunity arise?

Bai Zi'an looked towards the wall of his Taoist temple. It seemed that his encounter with the white-haired divine beast was a turning point, and the time for him to leave Yixin Temple was getting closer and closer.

The old Taoist priest Zhao Anting said with satisfaction.

"Zi'an, you know this well. Now, demons and monsters are rampant in our human world. Everywhere there are arrogant and domineering demons and monsters. And those sword immortals and Taoist masters from ancient times have all disappeared. I don't know how many times I've thought about hoping that our place can restore the glory of cultivation in the past."

Zhao Anting released his phone and continued to discuss the immortal plants he wanted from the elixir formula Zhou Yan had provided.

赵安7庭早就决定4了，1不惜一6切培养自9己的0弟子。7〗、8＄’0∧

He wanted to cultivate a god who, in modern times, was the only one capable of ascending to immortality.

……

Outside.

What are you worried about?

Little Yama walked up to Zhou Yan, intending to pat him on the shoulder. However, she realized for the umpteenth time that she was still shorter than Zhou Yan's chest. She had to use a ghost to lift him up and bring him to Zhou Yan's side before she could pat his shoulder.

"You think I know things that those old guys like Guanyin and Ksitigarbha don't?"

Little Yama affirmed.

“They must have known that Mara had made a prophecy and had prepared to deal with it, but Avalokiteshvara and the others still did it. I estimate that they had a way to distort Mara’s prophecy.”

Indeed, Zhou Yan remembered that it seemed that Guanyin had asked him to come here to find Mara to explore history. As a great Bodhisattva in Buddhism, Guanyin must be well aware of Mara's methods.

Little Yama asked Zhou Yan again.

"So, there must be a reason why Guanyin asked you to come here. Did she tell you what she wanted you to do? Don't overthink it. Just do whatever Guanyin tells you to do."

What does Guanyin want to do?

Guanyin wanted to stop those world fragments that had not yet connected with this world from being inserted by Mara.

How to stop it?

Zhou Yan leaned against the wall, pondering carefully. After a few seconds, he looked at Little Yama.

“…Brother Yan, Guanyin told me to stop Mara’s sixth-day fragment from connecting with the real world. Now that I’m entering this courtyard, you feel that there are signs of change in this world. But you also said that even if I do nothing, this world will still move in the direction that Mara hopes for.”

"So what do you think I need to do to achieve my goal, by choosing between doing nothing and doing something?"

Little Yama hesitated.

"That's a good question, let me think about it."

Little Yama tried his best to think, but after a few seconds, he saw Zhou Yan opposite him with an expression of uncontrollable amusement.

Little Yama immediately narrowed his eyes.