Since the opening of their Kek Lok Temple, they have never closed the mountain.

No matter how wealthy or powerful people come here, not only are they very respectful and courteous, but they also do not prevent other pilgrims from asking the Buddha for questions.

And this Jian Junxi, the third watch began to close the mountain in the middle of the night, and just sent someone to inform him that he would arrive today!

The monks don't know about the rich and powerful, but Jian Junxi is undoubtedly a powerful person, but the things he does make them have a very bad impression.

"Host, I'll go and help him up!" A middle-aged monk showed compassion on his face, and when he saw that she had no strength, he couldn't bear it.

"Third Senior Brother, I'll go with you ......" Another monk was also moved, shaken by the fact that she could kneel from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

The other monks were also moved, no matter how much they disdained Jian Junxi's ways, but after all, they were all monks, and they were compassionate.

Now that he has figured it out, he probably doesn't want anyone to see him kneeling and praying for Buddha......

"No, kneel on the spot and pray for her!" Hongyuan stretched out his right hand and motioned for them not to go down.

The monks looked at each other, and chanting required meditation.

It makes no difference whether you are standing, sitting, or kneeling, but kneeling in front of the Buddha and chanting sutras can better express the pious heart of the practitioners.

Hongyuan asked them to kneel and recite, although they were puzzled, but Master Hongyuan was the Buddha in their hearts.

didn't dare to ask more, and after taking a few steps back, he knelt down on the spot and began to chant and pray for Jian Junxi......

Hongyuan's eyes looked at Jian Junxi who was dying.

The mist flickered in the pupils, and his throat slid chokingly, and he took a step back, also kneeling in place.

Seeing this, Wu Ze knelt beside him, folded his hands, and closed his eyes to chant.

For a while, the sound of chanting and praying became louder and louder, and Jian Junxi stiffened when he heard it.

She could feel that she was not far from the top of the mountain, and a new strength suddenly gave birth to her heart.

took a deep breath, exerted all his strength, and continued to face the difficulties, one ladder and three kowtows......

"Great Compassion Buddha, have you seen me? Can you feel my sincerity?

My short and painful life, even though it was only eighteen years, made me feel as if a century had passed, and I was really tired.

That year, if I could have foreseen today's outcome, I would definitely not have taken the road of revenge.

I want to say that I regret it, I really regret it, but it's too late......

Killing people to pay for their lives is justified, it is my own choice, and I deserve any kind of ending, and I don't blame anyone.

No matter what kind of punishment God wants to give me, I will suffer it, and I will never complain.

Today, I beg you, bless Nangong Jing safe and sound, all this is my fault, all the pain, let me suffer alone!

If you can feel the slightest trace of my sincerity, I beg you, bless him!

I am willing to use everything I have in exchange for him Nangong Jing to return safely!

Can you hear me? ”

As she climbed up, she kowtowed reverently, silently reciting her confessions and prayers in her heart, over and over again......

The sound of chanting was getting closer and closer, and she dragged her tired body to move little by little, and her body was covered in dust and mud.

The mottled blood stains on the forehead began to flow from the center of the eyebrows to the tip of the nose, which was particularly shocking.

And her gaze was so empty that nothing but sadness remained, wandering in pain for half an hour.

Finally, only the last ladder remained......

Hongyuan's chanting stopped abruptly and murmured: "Amitabha Buddha ......"

The chanting of the monks stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at the beautiful young man in front of them.

(End of chapter)