The root of cause and effect. Don’t consider other methods. She can only fulfill her inner demon’s desires, otherwise it will be useless to kill me.”

Zhao Changhe's heart moved slightly. This may indeed be possible, but it is impossible to count on these monks, who are the strongest and only have the first-level ancient Buddha. The only one they can count on is himself. Unfortunately, his law of cause and effect is not strong enough, just like the Buddhists.

There may be some reference methods here that you can learn from...

"Then let me give this a try..." Zhao Changhe said: "The last question...you have been incarnated thousands of times, is there any way to separate the reincarnation body from the soul of the previous life?"

"If you can completely distinguish the two and achieve perfect cutting, then I do know a way to create independent clones later."

"How to do it?"

Bo Xun's tone was malicious and gloating: "It's the same as riding a donkey to find a donkey. Do you have no idea about the ability of the Buddhist lotus platform to evolve the body?"

Zhao Changhe: "..."

It seems so, that's how Nezha played... The lotus platform we got in the Maitreya Secret Realm a long time ago was also said to have the power of life. At that time, everyone divided a few petals and used them to exercise themselves. It's true.

The effect is overwhelming.

That is just a lotus grown in the backyard of an ancient Buddhist temple. This is the headquarters of Buddhism. There are definitely better ones. If there are enough suitable treasures, Piao Miao might be able to condense the body, and she also has the Book of Life here to assist.

, still somewhat confident.

It's just that this may be the lifeblood of Buddhism. No wonder Bo Xun's words are full of malice and he takes pleasure in others' misfortune.

Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment, then said to Yuan Cheng: "Suppress him here for now, wait until I try these things."

Bo Xun sneered: "I have answered all the questions that need to be answered... I heard that Zhao Changhe will keep his word, but I want to see if he breaks his promise."

Zhao Changhe turned around and left: "I'm not you."

Yuan Cheng hesitated for a while, until he followed Zhao Changhe out of the tower, and then asked in a low voice: "Is King Zhao really planning to let Bo Xun go? This is a demon, and you should not let it go lightly..."

Zhao Changhe lowered his voice: "Suppress him for a period of time to make him weak... After he becomes weak, there will most likely be a dog-eat-dog drama. We will watch when the time comes. Let him go, and maybe his real death will be

."

Yuan Cheng's expression brightened slightly: "In these years of King Zhao's campaigns in the south and north, there has never been a mistake in his plans. I can trust him."

Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "I thought you would worry about Lotus with me first, but you actually care about Zonghu first. The old monk is really good."

Yuan Cheng rolled his eyes: "Because we don't have any good lotus stands at all... Back then, Maitreya, in order to get a petal, I went to Tang Buqi through the back door. King Zhao forgot? We used that petal.

I replanted a lotus stand, but it hasn’t bloomed yet..."

Zhao Changhe: "...then do you know where it is?"

The ancient Buddha, who had been silent all this time, put his hands together and said: "The ancient Lingshan Mountain has been destroyed. If there are still such treasures, it is only possible that the Emperor Ye still has them in his collection."

Zhao Changhe couldn't help but look at Piaomiao, who clenched his fists.

Judging from the small medicine pool that Ying Wu obtained before, Ye Wuming may really have these... If nothing else, Ye Wuming may have a palace, and inside it is the real rich world.

Could it be that if I want to separate my body, I have to go to Wuming Ye?

Zhao Changhe sighed and asked Yuan Cheng: "I wonder if your temple has any classics on cause and effect. Zhao would like to borrow one or two. Master, feel free to ask for any compensation needed."

Yuan Cheng smiled and said: "Does King Zhao not know that Bo Xun is our biggest enemy? The favor of King Zhao alone to capture Bo Xun is as great as heaven. All the classics in our temple are at King Zhao's disposal. The correlation between cause and effect is quite certain.

Quite a few, we are so ignorant that no one can learn from us."

Zhao Changhe folded his hands and saluted: "Thank you very much, Master. I used to have many misunderstandings about Buddhism. The existence of your temple has made me understand a lot again."

"You're welcome." Yuan Cheng blinked: "I still believe that King Zhao is very close to Buddhism. The Buddhist Scripture Pavilion is not far from here, so King Zhao will come with me."

After following Yuan Cheng to get the classics, Zhao Changhe and Piaomiao returned to the backyard with their own concerns.

Zhao Changhe flipped through the classics casually, feeling the rare silence around him. He couldn't help but feel a little strange and asked casually: "Why have you been silent this time? If it weren't for the fact that your demonic aura is still strong, I would have suspected that you have recovered."

Piao Miao raised her head and glanced at him: "Since they are all people who cannot be killed, they can't do anything, and acting bad is just annoying. The so-called evil intention, as long as there is no stimulation, it is not impossible to suppress."

"Are you afraid of annoying people?"

"..." Piaomiao stopped talking.

What do those monks have to do with me? I'm just afraid of annoying you.

I know that everything I did before was very naughty. We didn't have any relationship at first, so what if I acted naughtyly, but now... I don't want to be bored by him.

Zhao Changhe asked Bo Xun four questions. Han Chi suppressed things and had no hope of getting answers. The Mirror of True Illusion was a project in cooperation with Ye Jiuyou... The other two questions were all for her Piaomiao, and he did not hesitate to do so.

Zongtiger.

Regardless of whether what Zhao Changhe said before made people feel unrealistic, in short, what he did made people feel at ease, and there was nothing to criticize.

Cui Yuanyang's voice suddenly came from the sea of ​​consciousness: "Sister."

Little Green Tea woke up... Piaomiao really didn't want to talk to her, she was so fooled by this Little Green Tea.

Cui Yuanyang apologized and smiled: "Sister, don't be angry. I did it with good intentions. Let him think that he got it, and the demons in his heart will disappear, and my sister won't need to make an antidote... But I really didn't expect that my sister would wake up..."

Piaomiao said coldly: "It doesn't make any difference whether he wakes up or not... Anyway, the body is yours. Now that his inner demons have been eliminated, and he can do things seriously, he is much more lovable than before when he could only speak in a glib tone."

Cui Yuanyang said: "Sister really likes him."

Piaomiao was silent for a moment: "I don't know."

Cui Yuanyang said: "Do you want to try your heart?"

"What other evil ideas do you have to trick me?"

"It's really not..." Cui Yuanyang said: "Sister, look at the table."

The two of them sat across from each other at a stone table with a tea set on it. Zhao Changhe was sitting at the table reading a book. Piaomiao glanced at it: "What's wrong with the tea set?"

"He is reading the classics, helping my sister to find the solution to the obsession and the way to separate you and me... Would you like to make him a cup of tea? If not, then I will do it. Although his inner demon has faded, his spirit has not recovered.

Still working so hard... If my sister doesn’t feel sorry for you, I feel sorry for you.”

Piaomiao was silent for a long time, and finally whispered: "I'll do it. He's working hard for me, and it's my duty."

The fragrance of tea gradually filled the backyard of the Buddhist temple. The bamboo forest was quiet and the fragrance of tea was lingering. Zhao Changhe was so startled as he read a book in trance that he almost thought that this atmosphere was around Tang Wanzhuang.

But when he looked up, he still had the round face that belonged to Cui Yuanyang, but his eyes were hidden in the steaming mist of the tea, making them difficult to see.

Su held the tea cup in his hand and said in a calm voice: "You haven't recovered your energy yet, so you don't have to work too hard... take a rest and don't be in a hurry."

Zhao Changhe was in a daze for a moment. Is this tone and expression serious or misty?
Chapter completed!