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

"There's a bend in the road in about two kilometers. There are lots of people and cars there. Once we get in, these guys won't dare to make a move."

In areas with many people and vehicles, local police cannot afford to be careless; they may not even dare to fire their weapons, and even forcing a vehicle to stop requires more effort and hesitation.

Zhou Yan countered with a question.

"With so many people and cars, we can't drive too fast either, can we?"

Wu Song remained silent. There was no way to have the best of both worlds. If it could affect others, there was no reason it couldn't affect himself. Now that the enemy was strong and we were weak, we could only hope that God was on our side.

"Alright, alright, bro, you focus on driving, leave the rest to your older brother."

Zhou Yan reached out, and a white sword aura flew out from his sleeve, already biting the SUV where Zhou Yan and the others were. Several bulletproof police cars were slid past by the white sword aura, their tires bursting and sliding to the side.

The white sword energy flew towards the sky again, making a turn in mid-air before the helicopter flying in the sky exploded, and several policemen jumped out.

After this confrontation, the local police seemed to realize that the people they were chasing—no, pursuing—were no ordinary people. They all stopped their pursuit and helplessly watched as Wu Song's SUV drove away into the distance.

Inside a police car, an elderly policeman took out his cell phone and dialed the number of the local Second Security Bureau.

Combat:

Chapter 693, Chapter Twenty-One: Wild Fox Zen

3 PM.

Wu Song drove his carriage onto a deserted path. After confirming that no one was following him, he turned around to look at his brother, who was always considered a coward.

"Brother, you..."

Zhou Yan shook his head.

There are some things I don't want to talk about, so don't ask.

Wu Song withdrew his gaze and simply said...

"Where will we go next, brother? Have you thought about it?"

Zhou Yan shook his head.

Wu Song suggested.

"Let's go to Liangshan."

Zhou Yan looked at Wu Song in surprise, and Wu Song sighed.

“Brother, you may not know what Liangshan is. Liangshan is a gathering place for awakened criminals. Generally, awakened criminals who have committed crimes will gather there. We have killed someone now and can no longer stay in this place. We can go there to seek refuge. It is said that the bandit leader of Liangshan is eager to find talent. With your skills, brother, you will definitely be able to get a good position there.”

Little Yama peeked his head out from behind.

"And then what? Become outlaws, spend your whole life as bandits on Liangshan, waiting for the federal government to decide it can't let us continue like this, and then send in the army and powerful awakened ones to kill us?"

Wu Song looked at Little Yama with displeasure.

“Sister-in-law, that’s a woman’s view.”

Wu Song increasingly felt that Pan Jinlian was a femme fatale. If it weren't for this woman, how could his brother have become enemies with Ximen Qing? If it weren't for this woman, how could Ximen Qing have died at his brother's hands? If it weren't for this woman, why would he have had to flee?

Why must he now be forced to become a fugitive in Liangshan!

You're clearly the culprit, yet now you're forbidding this and that? Have you any self-awareness at all?!

However, Zhou Yan, who was seated, echoed this sentiment.

“Your sister-in-law is right, Liangshan is not a reliable place.”

Wu Song was a little annoyed.

"Then, brother, where do you think would be the most suitable place to go?"

Having killed the most favored descendant of the Ximen family, and subsequently clashed with the local police, he had offended everyone from the common people to the authorities. If he didn't go to Liangshan, he couldn't very well go back to jail, could he?

Wu Song believed that the local authorities had a thousand ways to kill him in prison, and he was helpless!

Zhou Yan stroked his chin and pondered for a while, then looked at Little Yama. Little Yama leaned close to Zhou Yan's ear and whispered something.

"I think I understand the workings of this world of memories."

Zhou Yan understood.

"I actually went quite lightly against Ximen Qing. Normally, it's impossible to kill someone, so Ximen Qing should have been killed by the plot, not by me!"

From the moment Zhou Yan heard "Big Brother, it's time to take your medicine," everything on his side was too coincidental.

It was as if Ximen Qing had just arrived after they went downstairs. Zhou Yan struck him with a stick, and Ximen Qing died. As soon as Ximen Qing died, Wu Song, the policeman, appeared.

It's not a holiday now; a policeman like Wu Song should be patrolling the city, not running back to see his brother.

Coincidentally, just as Wu Song arrived, before he could escape, Ximen Qing's bodyguards appeared.

Wu Song killed his bodyguard, was then pursued by the local police, and is now going to join Liangshan.

If Zhou Yan wasn't mistaken, after he joined Liangshan for a while, he would definitely be besieged by the government army, and then he would have to fight the government army again.

What is all this? It's a tragedy!

The chaos and turmoil of the mortal world, as described in Buddhism.

This should be the human world in Maitreya Buddha's thought, where the tree desires stillness but the wind never ceases. No matter what you don't want to do, karmic consequences will entangle you, forcing you to struggle in this world, experiencing pain and joy, and becoming covered in dust.

There is only one way to break free from this chaotic world and the inability to find peace.

Zhou Yan said seriously.

"Brother, do you know where the nearest temple is?"

Wu Song looked at Zhou Yan, puzzled.

Zhou Yan put his hands together in prayer position.

"We're not going to Liangshan to become bandits anymore, we're going to become monks!"

Wu Song looked at Zhou Qiyan with an expression that suggested he was looking at a madman who had lost his mind.

Zhou Yan said loudly.

"Little brother, don't you believe your older brother?"

Wu Song, who was usually serious, was now at a loss for words.

"Young man, were you frightened by all these dead people today? Why are you thinking of becoming a monk?"

What else could it be? Because in Maitreya Buddha's eyes, this world is so chaotic and corrupt, and if he wants to escape, the only way is to go to the pure land of Buddhism.

"Don't worry about this, take your brother to the nearby temple first!"

Wu Song wanted to refuse, but then he thought about the extraordinary power that Zhou Yan had just displayed, which was beyond the reach of ordinary people. Wu Song clearly remembered that his brother was just an ordinary person who was looked down upon.

Could it be that his brother obtained his extraordinary power in the temple?

"I see."

Wu Song changed his mind.

"I'll take you to the nearby temple now, brother."

Wu Song turned the carriage around, and Zhou Yan took out the Divine Firmament Seal from his pocket and began to practice thunder magic.

The nearest temple was more than 30 li away from Zhou Yan and Wu Song at this moment. Because the road was not very convenient, it took Wu Song more than an hour to drive the vehicle to the front of a temple called "Zhengben Temple".

The temple was located in a bustling suburban area. When Xiao Yanjun, Zhou Yan, and Wu Song arrived, there was still a queue. Many people said that the incense and prayers offered there were very effective, and that their wishes would almost always come true after they returned home.

Of course, Zhou Yan and Little Yama were not here to fulfill their wishes. Wu Song was outside keeping watch while Zhou Yan and Little Yama went into the temple together.

As soon as I entered, several monks came to greet me.

"Esteemed benefactor, what brings you to this temple with a wish?"

"Benefactor, do you pray for a child, wealth, or blessings? Different wishes are offered to different deities, and each will be answered."

One of the older monks looked Xiao Yanjun and Zhou Yan up and down, examining their clothes and phones to see how much incense money these two guests could bring to their temple.

Just as Zhou Yan was about to speak, Little Yama spoke up.

"Stop looking, these are all fox spirits in disguise."

Zhou Yan looked at Little Yama in surprise; Little Yama's eyes flashed with sinister light.

This powerful figure had already gathered enough Yin energy before Zhou Yan even awakened, enabling him to cast some weak spells. One of these, the Yin Eye Technique, allowed him to instantly see through the disguise of the monks before him—they were all fox spirits.

Of course, the meaning of this "fox spirit" is quite simple. (Swelling)

Wild fox Zen! (Forwarded)

This temple appears to be bustling with worshippers, seemingly divinely efficacious, and constantly crowded, but in reality, it's all quackery.

This should also be Maitreya Buddha's view of most temples in the world. These temples are hardly pure places; they are just a bunch of monks practicing unorthodox Zen.

Combat:

Chapter 694, Chapter Twenty-Two: Lin Chong

Zhou Yan and Xiao Yanjun turned and left the bustling temple. Outside the gate, Wu Song was still guarding the SUV that had escaped, a cigarette between his fingers. The rugged-looking man's face was filled with worry amidst the swirling smoke. However, when Zhou Yan and Xiao Yanjun came out of the temple, Wu Song suppressed his worry and exclaimed in surprise.

"Young master, so fast?"

Zhou Yan shook his head.

"These temples are full of fake monks who are only after fame and fortune; you can't find true sincerity in them."

Wu Song looked bewildered. He didn't quite understand what Zhou Yan meant by "fake monk" and "sincere heart."

"Then, how about..."

Wu Song silently looked in the direction he had come from.

"Shall we go back?"

Wu Song guessed that his elder brother's fighting prowess, which allowed him to confront the police, most likely came from their city, so if he couldn't find him outside, he would have to go back to look for him.

Zhou Yan shook his head.

"Wait a minute, there are some things we can talk about tonight."

Regardless, the first thing to do is to awaken your own bloodline and gain the ability to protect yourself before discussing anything else; this is definitely the right thing to do.

……

On the other side, in a certain city police station, the forensic autopsy room.

Inside, the police chief and Ximen Qing's father stood together, looking at Ximen Qing, who was stripped naked, on the autopsy table.

Ximen Qing's father stared at his son for a while. This local gentry, who had powerful connections and assets, did not wail and lament the injustice of society like the other victims' relatives, who held their loved ones' corpses.

He stared silently at his son's body, his face as calm as a pool of water reflecting the bright moon. But the police chief could sense that beneath the father's placid expression, a turbulent undercurrent had filled the room. The slightest touch would ignite this undercurrent, destroying the room and spreading throughout the entire city.

"Director Wang?"

Ximen Qing's father spoke calmly. As a high-ranking local official, Director Wang truly admired the old man's composure; even at this point, his tone remained completely undisturbed.

“I know my son is cunning and mischievous, and always causing trouble.”

Ximen Qing's father sighed.

Director Wang reassured him.

“Old Master Ximen, I’m not just being polite or trying to comfort you, but actually your son… isn’t bad at doing things.”

Ximen Qing didn't like committing crimes or doing evil. He seemed to know very well what his status required him to do, which was to philander and cause trouble simply by getting women pregnant. That was about the limit.

Director Wang had a gut feeling that Ximen Qing was a very intelligent and low-key rich second-generation.

Ximen Qing's father said sadly.

"Yes, actually that kid isn't a bad person. Compared to my other brothers' kids, he's much more well-behaved. Even if he does something wrong sometimes, at worst I'll beat him up, break his arms or legs, it's nothing. If he wants me to pay compensation, I won't be stingy."

"But how can it be like this..."

"...Did you kill someone?"

When the topic of murder came up, Ximen Qing's father's tone finally revealed a hint of barely concealed resentment.

Director Wang understood the meaning behind this benefactor who regularly provided financial assistance to his police station.

"Don't worry, Mr. Simon. Although the criminal who killed your son is not a normal person, we have already invited the Awakened Police Officers from the Second Security Bureau to come over."

Director Wang clenched his fist in front of his chest.

"With the intervention of the Awakened from the Second Security Bureau, the criminals on the other side will be caught soon!"