Chapter 1449 Seeking Buddha (7)

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

No matter how rich or powerful people come here, they not only have a very respectful and polite attitude, but also do not hinder other pilgrims from seeking advice from Buddha.

And this Jian Junxi started to close the mountain in the middle of the night, but he just sent someone to notify him that he will be here today!
The monks don't know about the rich and powerful, and Jian Junxi is undoubtedly a powerful person, but what he did left a very bad impression on them.

"Master, let me help him up!" A middle-aged monk showed compassion, seeing that she had no strength, he couldn't bear it.

"Senior Brother Third, I'll go with you..." The other monk was also moved by it, shocked 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 disdain Jian Junxi's way, they are all monks after all, and they are merciful.

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

"No, just sit on the spot and pray for her!" Hong Yuan stretched out his right hand, signaling them not to go down.

The monks looked at each other in blank dismay, chanting sutras requires meditation.

It doesn't matter whether you stand, sit, or kneel, but kneeling in front of the Buddha and chanting sutras can better express the pious heart of the disciples.

Hongyuan asked them to kneel and chant. Although they were puzzled, Master Hongyuan was the Buddha in their hearts.

Not daring to ask further questions, he took a few steps back, knelt down on the spot, and began to pray for Jian Junxi...

Hong Yuan looked at the dying Jian Junxi with dark eyes.

Fog flickered in his pupils, his throat slipped with a sob, he took a step back, and knelt down on the same spot.

Seeing this, Wu Ze knelt beside him, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and chanted.

For a while, the voice of chanting sutras and praying for blessings became louder and louder. Jian Junxi froze when he heard it.

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

He took a deep breath, gathered all his strength, and continued to face the difficulties, kowtowing three times...

"Greatly merciful Buddha, have you seen me? Can you feel my sincerity?
My short and painful life, obviously only 18 years, makes me feel as if a century has passed, really exhausting.

In that year, if I could have foreseen the ending today, I would definitely not take the road of revenge.

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

Killing for life is a matter of course, and it is my own choice. I deserve what the ending will be, and I don't blame anyone.

No matter what kind of punishment God wants to give me, I will bear it without a single complaint.

Today, I beg you, bless Nangong Jing safe and sound, all this is my fault, let me bear all the pain alone!
If you can feel my sincerity, please, bless him!
I am willing to use everything I have in exchange for Nangong Jing's safe return!
Can you hear me? "

As she climbed up, she bowed her head piously, silently recited her confession and prayers in her heart, over and over again...

The sound of chanting was getting closer, and she dragged her tired body to move bit by bit, dust and dirt covered her body everywhere.

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

And her eyes were so empty that there was nothing but sadness, wandering after half an hour of pain.

Finally, there is only the last ladder left...

Hongyuan suddenly stopped chanting, and murmured: "Amitabha..."

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

(End of this chapter)

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