This was not the first time that Piao Miao had focused on Zhao Changhe's appearance... but she had always found him pleasing to the eye, probably because of Cui Yuanyang's memory.
But it was particularly beautiful at this moment. I didn't know why my heart started beating faster, and no amount of practice could control it.
Perhaps it was the first time he felt tenderness, and it was exactly the same as when he treated Cui Yuanyang before. At this moment, it was not towards Cui Yuanyang, but towards Piaomiao.
Zhao Changhe was sincere, but she still felt very empty and uneasy. She felt that Zhao Changhe had no reason to like Piaomiao, and it was good enough that he didn't dislike her bad temper and unreasonable behavior. The most explainable lust seemed to be unable to explain it. Zhao Changhe was really not familiar with her appearance, so why would he desire her
Piaomiao couldn't understand why.
On the contrary, she herself had even more reasons to be moved.
All the hatred towards him was nothing more than those undeserved sins, but once I admitted that I had fallen in love with him, those things became voluntary and there was no hatred at all... At least at this moment, Piaomiao really couldn't feel any hatred.
Maybe this is just the result Zhao Changhe wants
Piao Miao didn't know that her mind was in a mess at the moment, so much so that even after she let him wipe her and put on her clothes, she was still a little dazed and absent-minded.
Zhao Changhe helped her up and walked down the stairs, whispering, "Let's go. Don't think about that for now. You claim to be rational, but you can't be as rational as before when you are possessed by a demon. It's useless to think too much. Let's deal with Po Xun first, and then solve our own problems."
Piaomiao said "hmm" and followed him out silently.
… …
The place where Buddhism suppressed Mara was a pagoda.
The two arrived outside the tower. Yuan Cheng was guarding outside. When he saw them coming, he put his hands together and saluted: "The evil spirit of King Zhao has been resolved. Congratulations."
As he spoke, his eyes rolled around towards Piao Miao, the meaning of which was unclear.
There really are people in this world who hate the country... and they are demonized versions of this.
Of course, he didn't dare to show it too obviously, so he still performed the courtesy: "Greetings, Princess."
Piaomiao asked, "Who said I was a princess?"
Yuan Cheng smiled innocently and didn't argue. I yelled at you several times last night but you didn't refute me. Now you're pretending...
Seeing that ethereal smile, I knew what he was thinking... I indeed didn't refute it last night. Wasn't it because the situation was urgent and I didn't have the time to argue over such words
Just as he was about to speak, Zhao Changhe interrupted him: "Okay, let's stop talking nonsense. What's the situation with Bo Xun? Are you sure you can really suppress it without the Soul Chain?"
Piaomiao glanced at him. He was always good at changing the subject... Never mind.
Yuan Cheng replied: "Our pagoda should be more effective than chains... After all, chains only restrain, while our pagoda suppresses the whole body. Of course, it would be best if we use both methods. But the chains belong to King Zhao after all, so we can't make decisions on our own. We should return them to King Zhao first."
Zhao Changhe nodded, thinking to himself, "Luckily you guys are sensible, otherwise I would have died in Piaomiao's hands this morning." It's really hard to seduce an ancient demon like this...
Everyone entered the pagoda together. Zhao Changhe asked casually, "If I'm not mistaken, Poxun itself belongs to your Buddhist concept. I believe you are the most suitable. I'm a little curious. If Poxun exists, then are your Buddhas and Buddhist sects still there?"
"Gone... Now our ancient Buddha is just a Vajra left over from the ancient times. King Zhao also knew him. Once, Po Xun tried to demonize him, but King Zhao and Miss Yue helped stop him."
"Yes, I remember this. This time I came to you for this reason... If Bo Xun can survive, why can't the Buddha survive?"
Yuan Cheng was a little embarrassed: "In fact, he was alive and lingering, but he was killed by the previous emperor not long after."
Zhao Changhe tapped his head, remembering that Xia Longyuan had once tried to destroy Buddhism. It turned out that his opponent was the Buddha. He didn't know whether Xia Longyuan hated Buddhism or whether he had Ye Wuming's guidance. Two generations of people were helping her to eliminate various ancient demons. It was a long-term project.
Now this project seems to be coming to an end. If we solve the problem of Po Xun, there will really be very few ancient demons left... The new version of the Demon List is actually to let you follow the map to determine how many targets are left...
As they were talking, they had already reached the top of the pagoda. The so-called suppression was not in the ground, but on the top, which surprised Zhao Changhe a little. But when he got there, he could feel a bright sun shining through this small space. The evil spirits in it were gradually dissipated under the scorching sun and turned into wisps of mist.
Piaomiao felt a stinging pain all over his body, groaned, and retreated from this area uncomfortably.
Zhao Changhe reached out and held her hand. The isolation of space enveloped Piaomiao's whole body, briefly isolating her from this strong restraint.
Piaomiao looked at him again, then his gaze moved away and fell on a ball of black air in the center of the tower.
This is the true form of Po Xun. He looks a bit dying at the moment, but he still can't hide his vicious demonic intent.
The voice from the soul sounded: "You... can't kill me... I am just the manifestation of human heart, inside, not outside. Remove this external evil spirit, and it will still be born in your heart. You know better than anyone that those are not imposed on you by me, but are your own."
Zhao Changhe touched his chin and said, "You farted so long, are you scared?"
Bo Xun sneered: "Don't think that you, Zhao Changhe, have the ability to kill gods. You just can't do it against me!"
Zhao Changhe said: "So you think I might kill you, so you said it to boost your confidence?"
Po Xun: “…”
Zhao Changhe took out the golden arrow that was once stained with the blood of the demon god, and approached Po Xun: "There is no point in talking more, we will know after we try... I can't guarantee that I can kill you, but I can at least make you sleep like in the last era until you wake up at an unknown time. I am very confident about this, what do you think?"
The black energy of Bo Xun began to fluctuate, and it was obvious that he had the same judgment: "You, Zhao Changhe, are not the kind of person who would talk too much nonsense. The reason you said so much is because of what you want. Just tell me directly."
"Tsk... You are indeed the devil of human hearts. You are good at reading people's minds." Zhao Changhe said, "I will ask you a few questions. If you can answer them, I will not kill you. I can even let you go."
Po Xun didn't believe it: "You're willing to let me go? You must be joking."
Even Piao Miao didn’t quite believe it. They had previously agreed to kill Po Xun in order to eliminate her demonic state, but now he says he won’t kill her... Does he really think that the possessed Piao Miao is more adorable
Zhao Changhe sneered: "Just now I praised you for your insight into people's hearts, but now you can't tell whether I was joking or not?"
Bo Xun said: "Because it is too unbelievable."
"What's so incredible?" Zhao Changhe said, "At least so far you don't have any irreconcilable hatred towards me. Instead, you seem to be the matchmaker between me and Piao Miao... It doesn't mean you have to kill me."
Bo Xun: “?”
Piaomiao: “…”
"Secondly, Ye Jiuyou told me that if she killed you, she would absorb your will and become a new Po Xun... Your nature is too special. If I kill you, you may also have a new incarnation, most likely Snow Owl. Killing you would be giving him a divine fortune. I have already given him an Anmie. Do you think I am like a treasure boy who keeps giving away treasures?"
Bo Xun said "Eh" and remained silent.
“Of course, even if you are swallowed by the Snow Owl, at least he is a physical entity, and it will be much easier to deal with him in the future. So it all depends on whether your answer is useful to me. If you refuse to cooperate, I will shoot you with this arrow…” Zhao Changhe said as the golden arrow had already touched the edge of the black fog.
Bo Xun finally asked, "What do you want to know?"
Zhao Changhe said: "First of all, the thing suppressed in the Frost Chi Ice Abyss is of the same spiritual type as you. Do you know what it is?"
Po Xun asked back: "Han Chi suppressed something? I haven't heard of it."
Zhao Changhe didn't hold out much hope. This guy didn't even know that Han Chi had suppressed something, let alone expect anything else... He asked the next question directly: "The second thing, is the True Illusion Mirror you gave Ye Jiuyou real or fake? If it's fake, where is the real one?"
Po Xun laughed loudly: "Since there is a book of true illusion, how can there be a mirror of true illusion? This has always been fake. In reality, there is only the soul-catching mirror. You have all tasted that thing. What it sees is not the truest vulnerability of your heart? It is not a big problem to call it a mirror of true illusion."
"Is that the mountain wall?"
"Yes, what I gave to Ye Jiuyou was only a part of it. Fortunately, this woman is so strong that she was reflected by the soul-sucking mirror every day, but she was not hurt at all... No, she didn't feel any harm at all, and really treated it as a mirror for fun. This is the most terrifying thing... I changed it to a weaker one, who at least could sense the damage of soul absorption, and decisively abandoned it. If it was weaker, she would have died long ago..."
Zhao Changhe: “…”
This means that Ye Jiuyou was eating poison as if it were candy beans, and nothing happened to him. He didn't even think they were poisonous, and only suspected that the candy beans were fake.
It seems that being too strong can also lead to misjudgment, right
Bo Xun said lazily: "This kind of problem shouldn't be enough to make you let me go. Tell me, what other key issues do you have?" "The third thing... can you directly remove Piao Miao's demonic state?"
Piao Miao was stunned. Indeed... Compared to not knowing whether the problem can be solved by killing Boxun, of course, letting Boxun solve it himself is the most appropriate way.
Po Xun sneered: "You are just looking for trouble. The best solution is to let Piao Miao stay in this tower as well, and let the pagoda purify her evil spirit. It will just be more painful."
Zhao Changhe frowned: "Pain... How long does it last?"
Bo Xun said: "It depends on the ability of these bald donkeys. It may take several years at the slowest and several months at the fastest."
"That won't work!" Zhao Changhe said decisively: "Is there any other solution?"
Po Xun was very puzzled: "Why not? For our long lives, a few years and months are just a blink of an eye."
"Because it will be painful. Months or even years of torture? You are kidding. You are the one who caused this. If she has to suffer because of this, I will repay you a hundredfold!"
Piaomiao pursed her lips and said nothing.
Bo Xun thought about it for a while in silence, and then said, "There are other ways, but they are more difficult... There is a cause for every effect. Ask these bald donkeys who are proficient in cause and effect and see if they can cut off the root of the cause and effect. Don't consider other ways. Only by fulfilling her inner demon's wish, otherwise killing me will be useless."
Zhao Changhe's heart was slightly moved. This might indeed be possible, but he couldn't count on these monks whose strongest was only the first level of the Imperial Realm. He could only count on himself. Unfortunately, his own causal path was not strong enough. It just so happened that the Buddhists might have some methods to refer to, which he could learn...
"Then let me give it a try..." Zhao Changhe said, "One last question... You have transformed into millions of incarnations. Is there any way to separate your reincarnated body from your previous life's soul?"
"If you can completely distinguish the two and make a perfect cut, then I do know a way to create an independent clone later."
"How to do it?"
Po Xun's tone was somewhat malicious and gloating: "It's the same as riding a donkey to look for a donkey. You don't know the ability of the Buddhist lotus platform to evolve the body?"
Zhao Changhe: “…”
It seems so, that’s how Nezha played... The lotus platform obtained in the Maitreya Secret Realm a long time ago, everyone also said that it has great life energy. At that time, everyone divided a few petals and used them to strengthen their bodies. It was indeed very effective.
That was just a lotus planted in the backyard of an ancient Buddhist temple. This was the Buddhist base camp, so there must be something better. If there were enough suitable treasures, Piaomiao himself might be able to condense his body. He also had the Book of Life to assist him, so he was somewhat confident.
But this might be the lifeblood of Buddhism. No wonder Po Xun's words were full of malice and he gloated over other people's misfortune.
Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment, then said to Yuan Cheng, "Let's suppress him here for now, and I'll do it after I try these things."
Bo Xun sneered: "I have answered all the questions I should answer... I heard that Zhao Changhe always keeps his word, I want to see if he breaks his promise."
Zhao Changhe turned around and left: "I am not you."
Yuan Cheng hesitated for a moment, and only after following Zhao Changhe out of the tower did he ask in a low voice, "Does the King of Zhao really intend to release Po Xun? This is a demon, and we cannot let him go lightly..."
Zhao Changhe lowered his voice and said, "We should suppress him here for a while and make him weak... After he becomes weak, there will probably be a dog-eat-dog situation. We will just have to wait and see. Letting him go may be the real end of his life."
Yuan Cheng's expression eased a little: "King Zhao has been fighting in the south and the north for many years, and his plans have never been wrong. I can trust him."
Zhao Changhe smiled and said, "I thought you would argue with me about the lotus platform first, but you actually cared about Zong Hu first. The old monk is really good."
Yuan Cheng rolled his eyes: "Because we don't have any good lotus pedestals at all... When Maitreya was in the past, I had to ask Tang Buqi for help through the back door in order to get a petal. Did King Zhao forget? We used that petal to cultivate a new lotus pedestal, and it hasn't even bloomed yet..."
Zhao Changhe: "... Then do you know where it is?"
The ancient Buddha, who had been silent the whole time, clasped his hands together and said, "The ancient sacred mountain has been destroyed. If there are still treasures like this, it can only be that the Night Emperor 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 might really have these... If nothing unexpected happens, Ye Wuming might have a palace, and inside it is truly the richest in the three realms.
Do I have to ask Ye Wuming for help if I want to split my body
Zhao Changhe sighed and asked Yuan Cheng, "I wonder if your temple has any books on karma. I would like to borrow a few. Please feel free to ask for any reward."
Yuan Cheng smiled and said, "Doesn't the King of Zhao know that Poxun is our greatest enemy? Just because the King of Zhao captured Poxun, this favor is greater than the sky. All the books in our temple are at the King's disposal. There are indeed many cause and effect correlations among them, but we are ignorant and no one can learn from them."
Zhao Changhe clasped his hands together and bowed: "Thank you very much, Master. I had many misunderstandings about Buddhism in the past. The existence of your temple has given me a new understanding of Buddhism."
"You're welcome." Yuan Cheng blinked. "I still believe that King Zhao has a good affinity with Buddhism. The Sutra Repository is not far from here. King Zhao, please follow me."
After following Yuan Cheng to get the classics, Zhao Changhe and Piao Miao returned to the backyard with their own thoughts.
Zhao Changhe was flipping through the books casually, and felt the rare silence around him. He couldn't help but feel a little strange, and asked casually: "Why did you remain silent this time? If I didn't feel that your demonic energy was still strong, I would have suspected that you had recovered."
Piao Miao raised her head and glanced at him: "Since they are all people who cannot be killed, there is nothing that can be done. Throwing a tantrum will only annoy people. The so-called demonic intention, as long as there is no stimulation, it is not impossible to suppress it."
"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, okay
I know that what I did before was very tantrum. It didn't matter to us, so what if I was tantrum? But now... I don't want to be annoyed by him.
Zhao Changhe asked Boxun four questions. He didn't expect the object of Han Chi's suppression to have an answer. The Mirror of True Illusion was a project in cooperation with Ye Jiuyou... The other two questions were for her Piaomiao, and she was willing to let the tiger go for this.
Regardless of whether what Zhao Changhe said before made people feel unrealistic, what he did made people feel at ease and there was nothing to complain about.
Cui Yuanyang's voice suddenly came from the sea of consciousness: "Sister."
The little green tea girl woke up... Piao Miao really didn't want to pay attention to her. She was badly tricked by this little green tea girl.
Cui Yuanyang smiled apologetically: "Don't be angry, sister. I did that with good intentions. Let him think he has got it, and the demon in his heart will fade away, and sister won't need to make an antidote... But I really didn't expect sister to wake up..."
Piao Miao said coldly: "It doesn't matter whether he wakes up or not... the body is yours anyway. His inner demons are gone now, and he is able to do things seriously, which is much more likable than before when he could only talk glibly."
Cui Yuanyang said: "Sister really likes him."
Piaomiao was silent for a moment: "I don't know."
Cui Yuanyang asked, “Do you want to test your heart?”
"What evil plan do you have to trick me?"
"It's really not..." Cui Yuanyang said, "Sister, look at the table."
The two sat opposite each other at a stone table with tea sets on it. Zhao Changhe was reading a book at the table. Piaomiao took a look and asked, "What's wrong with the tea sets?"
"He is reading books, trying to help me find a solution to my demonic possession and a way to separate us... Would you like to make him a cup of tea? If not, I'll do it. Although his demons have faded, his spirit has not recovered, and he is still working so hard... I am the one who feels sorry for him."
Piao Miao was silent for a long time, and finally whispered: "Let me do it. He worked so hard for me, so I should do it."
The fragrance of tea gradually filled the backyard of the Buddhist temple. The bamboo forest was quiet and the tea fragrance was lingering. Zhao Changhe was startled from his absorbed reading and almost thought that this atmosphere was around Tang Wanzhuang.
But when he looked up, it was still Cui Yuanyang's round face, but his eyes were hidden in the mist of the tea, making them hard to see.
She took the teacup with her bare hands and said calmly, "You haven't recovered yet, so don't worry too much... Take a rest, there's no need to rush."
Zhao Changhe was a little dazed for a moment. Was this tone and expression Yangyang or Piaomiao
(End of this chapter)