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Zhao Hao never thought of becoming a person without desires.

There has never been a person without desire or desire in this world.

Whether humans or demons, they have their own desires.

Even the legendary gods and Buddhas in the sky, and even the immortal saints of heaven, have joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

Otherwise, there would be no gods, no Journey to the West, and there would be no so many disputes.

When practicing, you seek transcendence, but you do not turn yourself into a machine of practice.

The higher the cultivation level, the greater the ability, and the greater the desire.

However, at that time, my horizons were wider and higher, and some things were naturally ignored.

Therefore, in the eyes of many mortals, gods and Buddhas in the heavens are born high and look down on all living beings, without desire or demand.

Unfortunately, they didn't know that the gods and Buddhas in the heavens just looked down on the common things in the mortal world.

They have higher levels and higher demands. For ordinary people, that is another world.

When Zhao Hao practices, he seeks transcendence, freedom, and freedom. He wants to be free and unrestrained. There is no one in the world who can restrain him.

Whether it is Buddha or Tao, it is just a means for Zhao Hao.

He is addicted to it, but he will never sink into it.

Desire is not a bad thing for people, as long as you can control desires, rather than becoming a slave to desires.

When Zhongxin heard Zhao Hao's words, he subconsciously shivered.

"Your Highness, can you consider my feelings?" Zhongxin said.

In front of him, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Zhao Hao's words and deeds just now were tantamount to criticizing Buddhist doctrines.

If this behavior had not been spoken from Zhao Hao, Zhongxin could have been regarded as a provocation to Shaolin Temple.

"Zhongxin, don't you have any ideas?" Zhao Hao asked.

"What's your thought?" Zhongxin said.

"I always think that the more advanced the Buddhism, the more doubted the Buddha will be. When the Buddha sat down, Jin Chanzi, the great disciple, was sent to the samsara by the Buddha. But will the true Buddhist practitioners really perish from then on? Practice is a process of constant doubt. The so-called gods and Buddhas are just one step more than you and me. It is ridiculous to regard them as a lifelong belief." Zhao Hao said with a bright look.

Zhongxin looked confused and said, "Your Highness, what are you talking about?"

Zhao Hao stared at Zhongxin for a moment, then suddenly patted Zhongxin on the shoulder, and chuckled, "Yes, there are some things you don't understand."

Life is rare to be confused.

The truly correct path is always full of thorns.

If you want to transcend, clear away the fog and see everything clearly, you have to pay a price.

When Jin Chanzi tried to do this, he was sent to reincarnation. The death of nine lifetimes brought a glimmer of hope.

From then on, the Buddha sat down and had an extra Buddha with great merit, but he would never question the Buddha's sandalwood merit.

Zhongxin is not Jin Chanzi. Even Jin Chanzi is like this. If Zhongxin thinks about these things, it will hurt him instead.

Moreover, the gap between him and Buddha was too big.

Ants think about how to defeat the elephant, which is not even a thing worth laughing about for the elephant.

The elephant will only ignore it.

Zhongxin's expression returned to normal. Just as he was about to say something to Zhao Hao, he found a Shaolin monk who led a young girl dressed in a palace maid and walked towards the Sutra Pavilion.

Behind the girl, a little boy of six or seven years old was also followed.

Zhao Hao had already stood up and walked outside.

Zhao Hao naturally discovered something that Zhongxin could discover earlier.

Zhao Hao knows this girl and is very familiar with her.

"Yiyi, why are you here? If you have any questions, just send someone to send me a letter. Why do you need to go there in person?" Zhao Hao came to the three of them, signaled the monk to retreat, and said to the girl in the palace dress.

The girl in the palace dress, named Yiyi, is Zhao Hao's personal maid. She has served Zhao Hao and Zhao Linger since she was a child. She is the absolute confidant of the Zhao brothers and sisters.

Seeing Zhao Hao, a happy smile appeared on Yiyi's face, she bowed to Zhao Hao, and said, "Your Highness, it's been a long time since I haven't served you. You're very uncomfortable staying in this monk temple."

There may be a lot of wrongs in the Zhao family, but in terms of approachability, few dynasties surpassed those of the Zhao family.

The Zhao royal family has never had any airs, and is quite easy-going to the palace maids and eunuchs.

Yiyi grew up with Zhao Hao and was about the same age. Rather than serving Zhao Hao and Zhao Ling'er, she was more like a childhood playmate.

Of course, neither Zhao Hao nor Zhao Ling'er just treats Yiyi as a simple playmate.

People with absolutely no problem with this kind of loyalty will naturally become effective helpers.

Yiyi knows a lot about Zhao Hao and Zhao Linger's secrets, and Yiyi never restrains herself in front of Zhao Hao.

"It seems like you have served me in the palace so many times. When I was twelve years old, Ling'er, you took you away from me. I don't know what to do. Could I still eat you?" Zhao Hao said angrily.

Yiyi covered her mouth and chuckled, "If your highness is intentional, just take Yiyi back from the princess. Anyway, no matter what your Highness does, Yiyi is absolutely willing."

"Stop coming, do you think I haven't asked Ling'er for anyone? When I talk about serious matters, what happened, I actually want you to come here in person?" Zhao Hao's face became serious.

Yiyi also put away the smile on her face and said solemnly: "Jia Sidao is here, and Concubine Jia is becoming more and more favored in the palace. Their actions are getting more and more excessive."

"What does Ling'er mean?" Zhao Hao frowned.

"The princess means to hold the army for the time being. Jia Sidao is not as angry as the sky, and now is not the time to take action." Yiyi said.

Zhao Hao nodded and said, "Ling'er's judgment is good. Jia Sidao is not yet at the point where Shi Miyuan fell and everyone pushed him. Now, we are prone to being passive. Give Jia Sidao some time, I will see him building a tall building, watch him entertain guests, and see his building collapse."

At the end of his speech, Zhao Hao's eyes shone coldly.

At that time, Zhao Hao had already killed one prime minister, so he would never mind killing another one.

But, seize the opportunity.

Today's Song Dynasty seems to be full of flowers, but in fact it is cooked with oil in a fire.

Opportunities will come soon.

It is conceivable how a natural cartilage like Jia Sidao reacts when facing the Mongolian army.

That time was the most suitable time to take him to sacrifice his flag.

"That's all alone, isn't enough for you to travel in person, right?" Zhao Hao said.

"Your Highness's clarity is that the princess actually discovered a peerless genius, but she didn't have the interest in accepting disciples, so she sent me to give him to your highness." Yiyi pulled the little boy beside her to her.

Zhao Hao's expression became strange.

He had high requirements for accepting disciples, but Zhao Hao also knew that Ling'er's vision was that the one who could be called a peerless genius by Ling'er was definitely not an mortal.

"What's your name?" Zhao Hao asked.

"Let the East come."

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