The disciples got the order, lazy and lazy, some were reluctant, regretting that they came to the Xuanzhen Temple, thinking that as long as they chanted the scriptures, they never thought that they would even have to carry water up the mountain

Zhou Qilang followed a few brothers who were in good health, carrying buckets, and slowly trekked into the Canglang River, which was not too turbulent. Because it is a tributary, the river is somewhat gentle, but few people know that the center of the river is actually very deep.

Zhou Qilang rolled up his trousers and sleeves, carried the water burden on his shoulders, carried two large wooden buckets, and stepped into the cool river water, the water flowed across his ankles, cool and penetrating, and the soles of his feet were rugged and cool stones.

Thump!

A few brothers and nephews did not stand firmly, sat in the river with their butts, came to a cool bath, and splashed a circle of water.

Zhou Qilang smiled lightly, the water level had already overflowed his belly, and then he pressed the bucket into the water and poured it into the cool river water.

Bang la blah.

As the water level rose and the bucket was filled with river water, Zhou Qilang took a deep breath, pressed the water burden on his shoulders, squatted and slowly got up.

"!" Zhou Qilang cursed in his heart, this Nima is too heavy!

His face was flushed at the moment, and the green tendons on his neck burst out like snakes, and the green tendons on his arms were one by one.

And the few monks beside him were nothing more than this, and they were all stunned in an instant.

"Ha!" someone shouted, and a slightly stronger monk rushed ashore with all his might.

"Senior Brother Xiaoqi, come on!"

Zhou Qilang glanced at him, he really didn't have a backache when he stood and talked. But he still mustered up all his strength and mobilized the aura of the sea of qi, which reduced the weight on his shoulders a little, and as soon as he lifted his qi, he took a few quick steps, and the second one rushed ashore.

The senior brother over there looked at Zhou Qilang and the first new monk with a smile on his lips, and seemed to like it very much.

Next, the new monks more or less carried two buckets ashore, stood in a row, and prepared to go up the mountain.

The precepts led the way in front, and the precepts followed behind Zhou Qilang, using what he said to cheer him up.

"Little Senior Brother, why don't you have to carry water?" Zhou Qilang asked in a low voice while holding the water burden.

"No, I can do it when I'm four years old. Ring Se smiled, with indescribable pride behind his hands.

But Zhou Qilang opened his mouth wide in surprise, his eyes widened, and he looked incredulous, what kind of people are these, especially this little senior brother, what a demon!

Can a four year old be as tall as a bucket?

Bang bang bang.

A group of monks carried buckets and began their journey up the mountain.

At first, it was okay, everyone was still able to walk, but after going up twenty or thirty steps, there were backward people who gasped for air.

With the slow trek, more and more monks couldn't hold on, stopped on the stone steps, looked up at the towering Xuanzhen Temple's yellow walls, black tiles and mahogany doors, all of them were deflated, their expressions were sluggish, and they really couldn't lift their strength.

They sat on the stone steps, beating their legs and inhaling, and the brothers who came up later would call a few cheers when they passed by.

The mighty team of 100 people, when it reached the fifth of the stone steps, there were less than 20 people left, and Zhou Qilang ranked fifth.

The speed of more than two dozen people was obviously not fast, most of them were humming and forcibly holding on, the monk's robe was already wet, and the water in the bucket had been picked up so far away, and some of it was scattered, but it did not affect its weight at all.

Zhou Qilang constantly adjusted his aura and maintained a stable state, among the twenty or so people, one was evenly panting, and the other was the monk at the head, as if carrying water was very ordinary for him, and his pace was firm.

Jiese jumped on the stone steps with his hands behind his back, jumped a few steps and turned around, looked at Zhou Qilang and said, "Senior Brother Xiaoqi, come on, look at the first one." ”

Zhou Qilang stepped on the stone steps step by step, and every step he took was a test of himself.

When they reached the mountainside, there were only seven people left climbing, and Zhou Qilang was in fourth place.

"Senior Brother Xiaoqi, come on, look at the first one. Jiese stood on it, turned around and raised his finger to the top, looking at Zhou Qilang who seemed to be panting below with anxiety.

Zhou Qilang stepped on the stone steps in one step, the sweat on his forehead fell to the ground, and instantly seeped into the stone steps, the two buckets of water swayed, and his figure printed in the water shadow was a little decadent.

"Whew. Zhou Qilang exhaled, raised his eyebrows and looked up, three backs plus the smiling face of the little brother who quit color.

The three backs are not easy, similar to Zhou Qilang, they are all relying on perseverance to insist on boarding.

This is the mountainside, there are still half of the stone steps, there are more than 400 steps left, and a little mist is above, and the peaks surrounded by white clouds are towering.

Zhou Qilang breathed a sigh of relief, continued to step out, and silently climbed the mountain following the three backs in front of him.

And the precepts are at the front, holding the Buddha's hand, pinching the Buddha beads, reciting the Buddhist scriptures, not caring about the disciples and nephews behind him, but he will always stop and wait for a moment.

climbed more than a hundred steps like this, and finally someone couldn't hold on and stopped, and in the end, only four figures were left who were still persistent, and Zhou Qilang was second.

In front of him is the burly back, which seems to have endless strength, and his steps are solid, and every step is very stable and rhythmic.

Zhou Qilang raised his eyebrows and looked at the back, taking him as his goal until death.

"I can!" Zhou Qilang kept silently thinking in his heart, because his aura was almost complete, and it seemed impossible to climb to the top of the mountain, but he had an immortal will in his heart, the will not to admit defeat.

"Senior Brother Xiaoqi, come on, there's still a little bit to come, you see the first one. The little senior brother still had a face of hatred for iron, and his little fleshy face was lowered, and he raised his finger and pointed at it.

Zhou Qilang was about to be calloused by this little senior brother, and it seemed that he would stop and "criticize" himself after more than a dozen steps.

This will suddenly come down from the top of the mountain a group of warrior monks, who are the warrior monks of the martial hall with the precepts.

They were obviously stunned when they saw that there were still a few of these new monks who insisted on coming here.

They quickly descended from the top of the hill with a slight smile.

But from a distance, Jiewu saw the second Zhou Qilang, and frowned.

"Senior Brother Jiewu, you see, it's that lay disciple, it's not simple. Ring sneered and pointed his fingers.

Jiewu and they quickly passed by the new monks who were climbing the mountain, and that Jiewu deliberately bumped Zhou Qilang with his shoulder.

Zhou Qilang almost didn't stabilize his body, the bucket shook several times, and he blushed and looked at him gloomily.

Jiewu looked apologetic, holding the Buddha's hand and said, "I'm sorry, junior brother, are you okay?" ”

Zhou Qilang stabilized his body, frowned and looked at the martial arts with a sneering face, and suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Quit martial arts! what are you doing!" The little senior brother of Jiese is not a vegetarian, although he is only seven years old, but he has a lot of weight in the temple, and the second disciple who presided over the Xuanzhen Temple immediately lowered his face and drank the martial arts.

"Jiewu has seen Senior Brother. Jiewu held the Buddha's hand, bowed his head and saluted the ring, and then turned around and threatened in Zhou Qilang's ear in a low voice: "There are still two days." ”

Zhou Qilang frowned, suppressed the anger in his heart, and adjusted his breathing.

And the martial arts raised their eyebrows, and quickly joined the team of the warrior monks of the Shangwu Hall and ran down the mountain, leaving with the ridicule of several people.

Jiese jumped down nervously, frowned thickly, looked at the group of figures under the mountain and said, "Little Seventh Senior Brother, are you okay?"

Zhou Qilang shook his head, smiled, and then looked at the distant back, shook the water burden on his shoulder, and then followed again.

The precept at the front was already standing at the gate of the mountain, looking down at the few people who had climbed up the stone steps below, and nodding incessantly, especially when he looked at Zhou Qilang, who was in the first place and a little behind, the smile on his face was even more obvious.

"This son is extraordinary. The precepts squinted his deep eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he nodded his head with the Buddha's hand, and his voice was in tune with the wind, and the yellow monk's robe was blown by the mountain peaks, so that he really looked like a monk who had attained the Tao.

"Little Seventh Senior Brother, come on! There are still nineteen floors!" Jie Se cheered, shouting and cheering behind Zhou Qilang's buttocks, who were constantly trembling.

There are 999 stone steps in the entire temple, and now only Zhou Qilang and the first monk are left!

The long white steps, dotted with monks, looked up at the ant-like figure above their heads, only the two figures in their eyes climbed the stone steps from the bottom of the mountain without stopping.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, these two senior brothers are really gods. ”

"yes, that's too, aren't they just entering the temple?"

"Look at the second place, it's about to surpass the first place, it's still a lay disciple, I heard that it was brought in by Uncle Jiexian himself, and I don't know where it is a rich child."

Those monks who were idle on the stone steps below looked up at the two people who were trekking on the stone steps on the mountain at this moment, constantly frowning and swallowing saliva, which was really chilling in their hearts

For!

Zhou Qilang stepped down one step, trembling all over, his arms were already iron-blue, and the monk's robe was already soaked, and he could ooze sweat. The eyebrows were deep-set, the eyes were bloodshot, the nose and mouth were panting, and the cheeks were constantly low and clear sweat, reflecting the brilliance of the scorching sun.

Beside him was the monk who had been in the first place, at the moment he was already tired and prostration, the corners of his mouth were white, and when he saw Zhou Qilang step out and step on the upper stone steps for the second time, he gave up, and collapsed to the ground at once, and the bucket tumbled and tumbled.

But a cyan mist suddenly fell from the top of the mountain, dragging the monk who was about to roll down, and gently dragged it to the stone steps.

The precept smiled, reached out the loose sleeve robe with his big hand, and nodded in agreement, it was not easy to get to this point.

On the entire stone steps, Zhou Qilang was left alone at the moment.

"Senior Brother Xiaoqi, you are the only one left, you are the first!" The most excited thing is to quit sex, cheering and waving his meat fist, as if he is the one who climbs the mountain at this moment.

The long white stone staircase, at a glance, only a humble figure is still holding on.

Zhou Qilang fell down in one step and took a deep breath, the aura in the sea of qi had long been exhausted, at this moment his mouth was dry, his mind was blank, he didn't know why he stepped on it, he was completely in instinct, a heart that wants to win, and does not give up or abandon!

"I can do it!" Zhou Qilang's chest continued to rise and fall, he gritted his teeth suddenly, his face distorted, and he struggled to take several steps in a row!

"Ah, there's the last order!"

Zhou Qilang's waist was bent at ninety degrees, and as soon as his eyebrows and eyes were raised slightly, he saw the last stone steps, but his eyes were confused by sweat, a little dry and stinging, and he only felt a strong smell of blood in his chest.

He collapsed, he had no strength, he kept stiffening like this, constantly exhaling and inhaling, and the last step seemed to be impossible to step out, and his feet seemed to be filled with lead, weighing a thousand pounds!

Zhou Qilang's feet trembled constantly, and he wanted to lift it, but he couldn't lift it.

"Ahh

A back flashed through his mind, that man!

Tong!

Step on it, like 10,000 catties! The entire Pingyang Mountain seemed to tremble, and Zhou Qilang's last step landed on the last stone steps!

Ringing the mountain gate, the clouds and mist are surging, and the crane is singing alone!

The precept lowered his eyebrows and looked at Zhou Qilang in front of him, who was slowly falling down immediately, and with a flick of his sleeves, a breeze dragged him down.

Zhou Qilang's arms hung down weakly at the moment, with a smile on his face, he did it!

His eyes were in a trance, looking at the yellow wall, black tiles, and vermilion mountain gate, and the thick smile of the senior brother of the Dharma Ring was in full view.

"Senior Brother Xiaoqi!" Jiese jumped up, and his small body supported the collapsed Zhou Qilang.

"I did it," Zhou Qilang muttered continuously, and finally fainted with a smile.