Yuan Qingling argued weakly in his heart, no, you are a monkey, what do you know? Science is science, and it has nothing to do with Buddhism.

"What you mean is that the Buddhas you believe in are all the brains that are more developed than others, so they have the power that is almost God-like. I don't agree with it, I don't agree with you." Yuan Qingling shook his head and said.

The abbot smiled and changed the topic and said, "This medicine box is not controlled by me, but by the princess, you control yourself. It's just that you haven't tapped your potential. You even said that you deliberately suppressed the power given to you by your brain."

Yuan Qingling was so amused that he shook his head and said, "I don't agree with what you said. You should just speak the Buddhist theory steadily, so that everyone will feel at ease."

"Just treat me as a nonsense, but one day, the princess will understand it." said the abbot.

Yuan Qingling quickly stood up. This place could not be kept for a long time. The longer it stayed, the more strange it made people feel.

She would rather believe in gods and Buddhas than believe in his rude words.

"I am not that monkey. I just used to study the same topic like the princess, and I have been here almost in the same way. It has been fifty-two years since I came here." The abbot said slowly.

Yuan Qingling looked at him, "You...who are you?"

The abbot said: "Yuan Bo will not know me. I followed your research on your project, three hundred years later."

"So, you are a scientific researcher, now you are a monk who recites scriptures?" Yuan Qingling was even more amused and crying.

"Essence of the world is all about knowledge!" The abbot clasped his hands together and recited Amitabha.

Yuan Qingling almost fell down.

It is really too inconsistent, but inconsistent, it makes people feel strangely harmonious.

"The Purple Golden Pill was developed by me before." The abbot said again.

Yuan Qingling couldn't help but ask, "Do you believe in Buddhism or science?"

"Is there any conflict?" the abbot stared at her and asked.

Yuan Qingling didn't know.

I don't know now.

The abbot smiled, "Doctor, if you have the chance, go to Dazhou to ask for their Queen Mother Long, maybe she can give you an answer, she is more thorough than me."

Queen Mother Long, Yuan Qingling knew that it was the one who developed the Wuyou Pill.

She asked in a trembling voice: "Can she behaves in drug research and development, right? She is also from our village?"

The monk just laughed and said nothing again.

Yuan Qingling felt that he seemed to be transparent in front of him, as transparent as an idiot.

"You just said that this medicine box is my own subconscious control, right?" Yuan Qingling asked.

"That's right!" said the monk.

Yuan Qingling concentrated, "Come!"

The medicine box slowly became smaller and returned to its matchbox. Yuan Qingling picked it up and put it in his sleeve bag, calming his expression, "I will come to visit you again if you have the chance in the future."

The great monk said meaningfully: "Princess takes care of it. This medicine box is of great use to the princess and to the prince. However, all things in the world will ultimately turn back. Success is Xiao He and failure is Xiao He."

Yuan Qingling pulled the door out without looking back.

She needs to calm down and digest it well.
Chapter completed!