Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 1448 Seeking Buddha (6)

Looking up, when he saw the Tathagata Buddha in the sky, he was so excited that tears filled his eyes for a moment.

Kneeling down piously, the young monk followed suit.

Hongyuan murmured: "My Buddha is merciful, saves the suffering, saves all living beings, Namo Amitabha..."

Afterwards, he knelt on the same spot again, murmuring Buddhist words that ordinary people could not understand.

At this time, Jian Junxi had already climbed the nine hundred stairs, looking down from the top, Titi left a blood mark on her forehead.

She was so exhausted that she couldn't move a step. She knelt on the stairs without moving.

There seemed to be a dead air coiling around her body, if it wasn't for the violent ups and downs of her chest, she would have thought she had passed out.

Because she couldn't see, she didn't know how many stairs she had climbed, let alone how many stairs were ahead, and tears of pain rolled in her eyes.

His weak hands were covered with dust and dirt, and they kept shaking.

But still like a tortoise, she climbed up little by little. She was afraid that she would faint if she could not reach the top of the mountain, and that the Buddha would not see her piety.

In this life, she has never begged anyone, and no matter how hard it is, she dare not place her hope on the Buddha.

In fact, she doesn't know whether this place can solve her worries.
She just wanted to try, but it seemed that she still couldn't reach the end...

The bits and pieces of being with Nangong Jing emerged in my mind
From the first meeting to the next meeting, he put down all his self-esteem for her, just to stay by her side.

Block bullets for her without hesitation, learn to cook for her, fetch medicine for her, no matter what?
It's all for her, and what about her?
She didn't do anything for him. She didn't even answer his last call when he needed her the most.

She hated herself for not being able to save him in time, she hated her miserable fate, it was all a lifetime of regrets, and she didn't give her any chance of redemption.

She misses her mother, grandpa, master, and Nangong Jing even more.
No matter which scene, as long as she thinks about it, it feels like a knife is stabbing her heart continuously, one knife after another, which made her feel so painful that she would cry like a river of blood.

Tears of heartbreak rolled in her eyes, but she clenched her teeth and held back, not letting them fall...

Hong Yuan opened his eyes again, the Buddha who had been parked in the air for nearly two hours slowly dissipated in the air...

"Wu Ze, help Master up." Hong Yuan said hoarsely.

Kneeling for too long, he was getting old, and he couldn't get up for a while.

"Okay..." Wu Ze got up, looked at the sky, and helped him up.

Hong Yuan staggered towards the door, Wu Ze had never seen him so flustered.

Holding his arm, he asked suspiciously, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Quick, help me to the stairs..." Hong Yuan's voice was a little anxious, and his steps were a little messy.

When the disciples on the square saw him coming out of the gate, their eyes showed surprise, because he hadn't stepped out of the gate of the temple for nearly ten years...

"Abbot..." Everyone saw the Buddha leave and the abbot left the temple. They didn't know what happened, so they all stood up and followed behind them.

When Hongyuan reached the stairs, Jian Junxi was only thirty stairs away.

The mottled blood stains on his forehead were shocking to watch, but he still didn't give up, holding on to the stairs with trembling hands and moving forward little by little...

All the monks were stunned in place, and sighed in disbelief...

"Namo Amitabha..." Hong Yuan put a hand on his chest and nodded slightly towards the foot of the mountain.

"Master, is he the Jian Junxi who closed the mountain?" Wu Ze asked suspiciously.

(End of this chapter)