The Book of Troubled Times Chapter 827

Chapter 827: Dawn of Partition

This is not the first time that Piaomiao has focused on Zhao Changhe's appearance... but he has always found it pleasing to the eye, probably because of Cui Yuanyang's memory.

But it looks particularly beautiful at this moment. I don't know why my heart beats faster. No matter how hard I practice, I can't control it.

 Perhaps it was the first time he felt tenderness. It was exactly the same as when he saw Cui Yuanyang before. This moment was not for Cui Yuanyang, but for Piaomiao.

Even though Zhao Changhe was sincere, she still felt very vain and unsteady. She felt that Zhao Changhe had no reason to like Piaomiao, and it would be nice if he didn't dislike his temper and unreasonableness. The best explanation of **** seems to be unexplainable. Zhao Changhe is really not familiar with her appearance, so why would he want her?

 Piaomiao can't understand why.

 On the other hand, she had even more reasons to be emotional.

All the hatred towards him is nothing more than undeserved debts, but once he admits that he is emotionally moved, those things become voluntary, and there is no hatred at all... At least in this moment of mist, I really can't feel hatred.

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 will disappear, and my sister won't need to make an antidote... But I really didn't expect that my sister would wake up..."

 Zhao Changhe nodded and said to himself that it's a good thing you guys are sensible, otherwise I would have died in Piaomiao's hands this morning. It's so difficult to soak up this kind of ancient demon with your head hanging from the waist of your pants...

The two of them arrived outside the tower. Yuan Cheng was guarding outside. When he saw the two coming, he put his hands together and saluted: "King Zhao's evil spirit has been relieved. I am very happy to congratulate you."

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 startled from reading the book and almost thought that this atmosphere was around Tang Wanzhuang.

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

Even Piaomiao doesn't believe it. He had previously discussed killing Bo Xun to eliminate her demonic state, but now he says he won't kill her...Does he really think that the possessed Piaomiao is cuter?

Zhao Changhe sneered: "I just praised you for your insight into people's hearts, but now you can't tell if I'm joking?"

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

The voice transmission from the soul rang out: "You...can't kill me...I am just the protrusion of the human heart, inside but not outside. Apart from the demonic energy that appears on the outside, it is still born in your hearts. You are better than anyone else." Clearly, these things are not imposed on you by me, they are all your own."

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

Yuan Cheng smiled and said: "Does King Zhao not know that Bo Xun is our biggest enemy? King Zhao's ability to capture Bo Xun alone is a huge favor. All the classics in our temple are at King Zhao's disposal. The correlation between cause and effect is quite real. Quite a few, we are so ignorant that no one can learn from us.”

Cui Yuanyang said: "Sister really likes him."

Yuan Cheng replied: "The effect of our pagoda should be better than the chains... After all, the chains are just restraints, and our pagoda is the whole one. Of course, it will be best if we work together. But the chains belong to King Zhao after all, and we can't do it without permission." It's up to you to return it to King Zhao first.”

 Zhao Changhe: “…”

 The place where Buddhism suppressed Bo Xun is a tower.

They were sitting across from each other at a stone table with a tea set. Zhao Changhe was sitting at the table reading a book. Piaomiao glanced at it: "What's wrong with the tea set?"

Piaomiao said: "Who said I was a princess?"

Zhao Changhe touched his chin: "Are you afraid of farting for such a long time?"

"How to do it?"

"No more... Our ancient Buddha now is just a Vajra left from ancient times. King Zhao also knew him. Bo Xun once tried to demonize him, but King Zhao and Miss Yue helped to stop this."

Zhao Changhe knocked his head and remembered that Xia Longyuan had once tried to destroy the Buddha. It turned out that his opponent that time was the Buddha. I don't know if Xia Longyuan hates Buddhism or because he is guided by Ye Wuming. This is really a long-term project for two generations to help her get rid of all kinds of ancient demons.

Zhao Changhe frowned: "How long will the pain last?"

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

Bo Xun finally said: "What do you want to know?"

Yuancheng smiled honestly and did not argue. I yelled several times last night but I didn't get any rebuttal from you, so now I'm doing the reverse...

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

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

Bo Xun asked back: "Han Chi suppressed things? I've never heard of it."

Bo Xun's black energy began to fluctuate, and he obviously had the same judgment: "You, Zhao Changhe, are not a person who talks nonsense. The reason why you talk so much is because you want something. Just tell me."

Zhao Changhe didn't hold out much hope either. He didn't even know that Han Chi had suppressed anything, let alone anything else... He asked the next question directly: "The second thing, the Mirror of True Illusion you gave Ye Jiuyou , is it true or false? If it is false, where is the real thing?"

Yuancheng rolled his eyes: "Because we don't have any good lotus platform at all... Back then, for Maitreya, I went to Tang Buqi through the back door to get a petal. King Zhao forgot? Let's use that petal to start a new one. I planted a lotus stand, but it hasn't bloomed yet…”

It's just that this may be the lifeblood of Buddhism. No wonder Bo Xun's words are full of malice and gloating about misfortune.

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

"What's so surprising?" Zhao Changhe said: "At least so far you don't have any inextricable hatred from me. Instead, you have become a bit of a matchmaker between me and Piao Miao... It's not that I have to kill you."

This means that Ye Jiuyou was using poison as a jelly bean to eat, but nothing happened to him. He didn't even feel it was poisonous. He only suspected that the jelly beans were fake.

Piaomiao glanced at him. He was always willing to change the subject...forget it.

"He is reading the classics, helping my sister to find the solution to the obsession and the way to separate you and me...Would my sister be willing to make him a cup of tea? If not, then I will do it. Although his inner demon has faded and his spirit has not recovered, he is still So much trouble... My sister doesn't feel sorry for me, I feel sorry for her."

Does it mean that if you want to separate your body, you 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 you need."

 There are really people in the world who are like Rishanhesheji...or the demonized version.

Zhao Changhe said: "So you thought I might kill you, so you said you wanted to increase your confidence?"

Piaomiao was startled. Indeed...compared to killing Bo Xun, I don't know if it can be solved. Of course, letting Bo Xun solve it himself is the most appropriate solution.

"Tsk... He is indeed the devil of the human heart. He has a good eye for seeing into the human heart." Zhao Changhe said: "I'll ask you a few questions. If you can answer them, I won't kill you, and I can even let you go."

"Of course, even if you are swallowed by the snow owl, at least he is an entity, and it will be much easier to solve in the future. So it depends entirely on whether your answer is useful to me. If you are unwilling to cooperate, I will poke it with this arrow..." Zhao As Changhe said, the golden arrow had already touched the edge of the black mist.

Zhao Changhe's heart moved slightly. This may indeed be possible, but it is impossible to count on this group of monks who are the strongest and only have the first-level ancient Buddha. The only one they can count on is himself. It's a pity that my own law of cause and effect is not strong enough. There may be some Buddhist methods that I can learn from...

 Zhao Changhe: “…”

Bo Xun laughed loudly: "There is a book of true illusions, but there is no mirror of true illusions. This has always been fake. In fact, there is only a soul-capturing mirror. You have all tasted that thing. What it glimpses is not the deepest thing in your heart." The fragility of reality? It's not a big problem if it's called the Mirror of True Illusion.”

As he spoke, his eyes wandered around Piao Miao, whose meaning was unclear.

“Because it will be painful. Months or even years of torture? Are you kidding me. You caused this, and if she has to suffer for it, I will pay you back a hundredfold!”

Zhao Changhe helped her get up and get off the ground, and whispered: "Let's go, don't think about that now. He claims to be rational, but it's impossible to be as rational as before in the possessed state, and it's useless to think about it. Let's deal with Bo Xun, and then we'll be dealt with Your own problem.”

Piaomiao said coldly: "It doesn't make any difference whether he's awake or not... Anyway, the body is yours. At this moment, his inner demons are gone, and he is much more likeable when he can do things seriously than before when he could only speak glibly."

Piaomiao said "hmm" and silently followed him out.

“What other evil ideas do you have to trick me?”

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."

 As he spoke, he had already reached the top of the pagoda. The so-called suppression was not at the bottom, but at the top, which surprised Zhao Changhe. But when you get to the location, you can feel the meaning of a bright sun shining all-pervasively on this small space. The evil spirits inside are gradually consumed by this scorching sun and turned into mist.

Bo Xun sneered: "Don't think that you, Zhao Changhe, have the ability to kill gods. You just can't do it facing me!"

Bo Xun said "Huh" and remained silent.

Bo Xun said: "Because it's too unbelievable."

It seems that being too strong can lead to misjudgment, right...

"That's right, it was only part of it that was given to Ye Jiuyou. Thanks to the strength of this girl, who was reflected in the soul-capturing mirror every day, nothing happened... No, she didn't feel any harm at all. She really looked like a mirror. Just kidding, this is the scariest thing... If it were a weaker one, it would at least be able to detect the damage of absorbing the soul and give up decisively. If it were any weaker, he would have died long ago..."

Piaomiao glanced at him again, then moved his gaze away, landing on a ball of black air in the center of the tower.

Seeing that faint smile, you knew what he was thinking... He really didn't refute last night. Isn't it because the situation was urgent and there was no time to talk about such words?

Piaomiao was silent for a long time, and finally whispered: "I'll do it. He worked hard for me, and it's what I should do."

Piao Miao felt pain all over her body, groaned, and retreated from the range uncomfortably.

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 see when the time comes. Let him go, and maybe his real death will be. "

This is Bo Xun's true body. It feels a little dying at the moment, but it still can't hide its ferocious evil intent.

 Piaomiao: “…”

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 indulge in them. Tiger.

That is just a lotus grown in the backyard of an ancient Buddhist temple. This is the headquarters of Buddhism, so there are definitely better ones. If there are enough appropriate treasures, Piao Miao might be able to condense the body. She also has the Book of Life here to assist her, so she is still a little bit sure.

 “…” Piaomiao stopped talking.

Bo Xun didn't believe it: “Are you willing to let me go? Are you kidding me?”

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.

"Secondly, Ye Jiuyou told me before that if she kills you, she will absorb your will and become the new Bo Xun... Your nature is too special. If I kill you, you may also have a new incarnation. Extremely It could be Snow Owl. Killing you means giving him a divine blessing. I've already given him a Destruction, do you think I'm like a boy giving away treasures after all?”

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

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

Of course, I didn't dare to show it too obviously, so I still said politely: “I've met the princess.”

Bo Xun lazily said: "This kind of problem shouldn't be enough to ask you to let me go. Tell me, what other key issues are there?" "The third thing...can you directly lift the misty state of obsession?"

Everyone entered the pagoda together and Zhao Changhe asked casually: "If I'm not mistaken, Bo Xun itself belongs to your concept of Buddhism, and I believe you are the most suitable. I'm a little curious, Bo Xun has it, what about your Buddha Sect and so on? Still here?"

Just as he was about to speak, Zhao Changhe had already cut off: "Okay, let's stop chatting. What's going on with Bo Xun? Are you sure you can really suppress it without the soul chain?"

“Then let me give this a try...” Zhao Changhe said: “The last question... You have had thousands of incarnations, is there any way to separate the reincarnation body from the soul of the previous life?”

Zhao Changhe said: "The first thing is, the thing suppressed in the Han Chi Ice Abyss belongs to the same spiritual system as you. Do you know what it is?"

Those monks have nothing to do with me. I'm just afraid of annoying you.

“Well, remember this, I came to you this time for the same reason... Even Bo Xun can survive, but Buddha can't?”

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

Zhao Changhe took out the golden arrow that was once stained with the blood of the demon god, and approached Bo Xun: "It's useless to say more, we'll find out if we try... I can't guarantee whether I can kill you, but I can at least make you like you were in the last era. I am very confident in sleeping so deep that I don't know when I will wake up, what do you think?”

Bo Xun sneered: "Aren't you riding a donkey looking for a donkey? The best solution is to let Piaomiao stay in this tower and let the pagoda purify her demonic energy. It's just more painful."

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

Yuancheng was a little embarrassed: "Actually, he was still alive, but he was destroyed by the late emperor not long after."

Piao Miao pursed her lips and said nothing.

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

 “Is that the mountain wall?”

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."

Bo Xun's tone was a bit 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?"

 “Are you afraid of annoying people?”

Bo Xun was very surprised: "What's not possible? For our long life, years and months are just a snap of the fingers."

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

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

"That won't work!" Zhao Changhe said flatly: "Is there any other solution?"

Zhao Changhe reached out and held her hand. The isolation of space enveloped Piaomiao's whole body, temporarily blocking her from this strong restraint.

Bo Xun said: "Then it depends on the ability of these bald donkeys. It could take a few years at a slower time or a few months at a faster time."

Now this project seems to be coming to an end. If Bo Xun is solved, there will really be very few ancient demon gods left... The new version of the demon **** list actually allows you to follow the map to determine how many targets are left...

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

Bo Xun also thought about it speechlessly for a while, and then said: "There are other ways, but it is more difficult... There is an effect according to the cause. Ask these bald donkeys who is proficient in cause and effect and see if you can determine the cause and effect. Root. Don't consider other methods. She can only fulfill her inner demon's desires, otherwise it will be useless to kill me.”

Perhaps Zhao Changhe just wants this result?

Piaomiao didn't know that her mind was very confused at the moment. It was so chaotic that even after he wiped it and put on his clothes, he was still a little confused and distracted.

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

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

“If you can completely distinguish the two and achieve a perfect cut, then I do know a way to create an independent clone.”

No matter 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.

But when he looked up, he still had the round face that belonged to Cui Yuanyang, but his eyes were hidden in the mist of the steaming 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?

 (End of this chapter)

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