He is the creator's fault

The sun is shining, the breeze is warm, and the white roses adorn the entire church. On the stained glass window, the green branches and leaves spread all the way. The priest in the holy robe stands under the statue of the Virgin, facing the girl in the wedding dress and the suit in front of her. The man recited eloquently:

"Today, we gather here under the gaze of God, and in front of this group of people, to witness the sacred wedding of a couple. Bridegroom, are you willing to marry her? Regardless of rich or poor, regardless of poverty and disease, regardless of difficulties and setbacks, will be by her side, love her, protect her?"

"I...will."

When these three words fell, the lingering golden light in Xie Citing's eyes suddenly lit up, and then quickly dimmed. The vast power retreated from him, and the will that contained the whole world dissipated. From this moment on, Xie Citing's body was no longer God.

In the void, Yao felt the changes in Xie Citing's body, and felt very regretful.

"The divine blood has disappeared..."

Immediately afterwards, his eyes fell on Qian You who was opposite Xie Citing, who is now married to Xie Citing, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Why can even such a mortal who is swallowed up by vanity and controlled by desire be favored by God?"

Even if God's consciousness has fallen asleep, it is still a choice he made in his body, which Yao simply can't understand.

"Master, is the power of lies and deceit."

"lie?"

"Yes, human beings are despicable and cunning, and they are good at using lies to achieve their own goals, even if their real thoughts are not the same in many cases."

Although Xiaobai has only been born with spiritual wisdom not long ago, it is clear that his understanding of mortals is far superior to that of Yao.

As if to verify Xiaobai's words, Qian You also said the three words "I do" affectionately to Xie Tingting, and tears were shed in the corners of his eyes because of joy. She felt a strong love in her body. If there was a bar showing her affection for Xie Citing, the value would only reach 60.

Rather than saying that she loves Xie Citing, it is better to say that what she loves is money. The oaths she swore were all lies. This kind of thing is very common in the world of mortals. Divorce abounds, this is the power of lies.

The failure of Yaohui this time is that he is too rigid, even unwilling to do superficial skills, which aroused the vigilance of the gods, so the conflict is inevitable. If he is willing to spend a little effort to boil the frogs in warm water, it may not be impossible to get what he wants possible.

After all, the heart is hidden in the body, who knows if it is true?

When the first ray of breeze blows away the morning mist and the rays of the early sun shine on the mountains, the ancient temple on the mountainside finally shows its true face. There are hundreds of steps on the blue-gray steps. , a golden temple rose from the ground, exuding a solemn momentum, and three large characters were engraved in gold letters on the plaque in the center - Wuxiang Temple.

After traveling for a day and a night, the carriage finally arrived at the destination, and stopped in front of the blue-gray steps. There was still a certain distance from Wuxiang Temple, but it was impossible to rely on the carriage to move forward.

To go to Wuxiang Temple, one must climb hundreds of stairs. This is the result of the steep terrain of Wuxiang Mountain, and it is also a test for believers in Wuxiang Temple. Tianhuang nobles can't make an exception.

"Your Highness, we are here."

The maid's voice sounded outside the carriage, and a plain white hand lifted the curtain, revealing a young man with his eyes closed and resting his mind. The young man was just a weak crown, dressed in white, with black hair hanging down his shoulders, and his skin was much paler than ordinary people. Healing feeling.

Hearing the voice, the young man opened his eyes. His dark pupils were like obsidian. At first glance, they were incomparably deep, but they inadvertently flowed with a seductive brilliance, adding a strange charm to the whole face.

"okay, I get it."

The young man responded, his voice was as warm as spring water, it was a pleasure to hear it, the maid was obviously not immune to such a situation, a thin blush appeared on her cheeks, but the young man had already looked away, He bowed and got off the carriage.

"Cough...cough..."

As soon as he saw the wind, the young man coughed, which showed how weak his body was, but the young man was not worried about it. Anyone who coughed for ten days and a half months should be used to it.

The young man is Yao who has entered the new world. Under the guidance of Xiaobai, he came to the Wuxiang Temple where the blood of the gods may exist. From the hundreds of steps in front of him, he felt the malice from the gods.

Letting a sick man climb such a high staircase is probably not to recuperate, but to die.

Yao's current identity is the Crown Prince Si Yao of the Morning Star Kingdom. Because he was poisoned in his mother's womb, his body was weak and sick after birth, and he almost grew up soaked in a medicine jar.

Because Si Yao's mother, Empress Jiang, was favored by the emperor alone, even though Si Yao was weak and sick, the emperor still made Si Yao the crown prince, favored him, and searched for good doctors to heal him, but unfortunately the effect was minimal.

After discovering that the divine blood might appear in Wuxiang Temple, Yao came to Wuxiang Temple on the grounds of resting and praying for blessings, and was shocked by the stone ladder in front of him.

In order to show piety, the stone ladder of Wuxiang Temple can only be climbed step by step. For ordinary people, it is tiring and slow, but for Si Yao's body, it is terrible.

The maid obviously also found that the road ahead was difficult, and said to Yao worriedly: "Your Highness, the road to the mountain gate is too steep, so I'd better have someone take you up."

"No need, leave a few guards to follow me up the mountain, and the rest will go back."

Yao took a deep breath, stepped up the steps, and walked towards the top of the mountain at a steady speed, while adjusting his breathing to reduce the load on his body as much as possible.

Behind Yao, the four guards stood one step away blankly, ready to respond in time if Yao's body had problems. His safety is more than enough.

When he climbed to the 150th step, Yao began to breathe short of breath, and his body felt tired. When he climbed to the 240th step, fine sweat dripped from Yao's forehead, and an abnormal blush appeared on his pale face. Yao began to have difficulty breathing and his hands and feet were sore and weak. When he climbed to the [-]th step, Yao's vision became blurred and he became dizzy.

Seeing Yao's painful expression, the four dead soldiers stepped forward to persuade them, "Your Highness, your health is very important, let the subordinates send you up."

"No, not much."

After Yao took a short rest, he continued to walk towards the top of the mountain. The four dead soldiers looked at each other, and some couldn't understand Yao's actions. From their point of view, the prince Si Yao was a daughter of gold, so why should he embarrass himself so much?

Of course it's for the goodwill...

Since the divine blood appeared in Wuxiang Temple, it is very likely that it is a monk among them. If Yao can't even pass the gate of the mountain, how can he make friends with others?

And with Xiaobai's care, even if this body is a little weaker, it will not die. At most, Yao will suffer a little, and Yao can still bear the effort.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Yao climbed up to the [-]th step again. At this time, his face could be described as pale. Because of his extreme weakness, even the blush caused by panting was suppressed. The gate of hell is closed and I walked away.

"Your Highness..."

The dead man's expressionless face finally showed a little emotion. He doubted whether Yao could reach the top of the mountain alive.

"I'm fine."

Yao waved his hand, stopping their support.

Yao continued to walk upwards, because of the lack of oxygen, his eyes turned black in bursts, and he almost couldn't even see the stairs clearly. Finally, at a certain moment, Yao's footing shifted, he didn't step on it firmly, and his body lost his balance and fell down the mountain. go.

The dead man following Yao's right immediately took a step forward to catch Yao's body. It was very light and had a pleasant medicinal fragrance. Yao's body fell into the arms of the dead man, meeting those dark eyes. Eyes, the dead man's numb heart fluctuated.

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

It took a long time for Yao to wake up from the dizziness. Looking at the concerned gaze of the dead man, there was a trace of apology on his face: "Thank you, what's your name?"

"The code name of this subordinate is Wei Yi."

"Wei Yi...the only...does it mean unique? I remember it."

The codenames of dead soldiers are all ranked according to their strength. Wei Yi never felt that there was anything special about his codenames, but after hearing Yao's words, a strange emotion suddenly rose in his heart.

"Your Highness, do you want to continue?"

"of course."

"But your body..."

A dead man shouldn't say so many things, let alone interfere with his master's thoughts, but when Wei Yi met those strangely attractive eyes, he said it unconsciously.

"I'm fine, nothing to worry about."

Yao let go of Wei Yi's supporting hand, and walked towards the top of the mountain with firm eyes. Fortunately, his hard work paid off, and Yao finally stepped on the [-]th step. But at this time, he almost lost the strength to stand up. It was his dignity as the crown prince that made him stand firmly in place.

Outside the gate of Wuxiang Temple, the abbot and all the monks had been waiting for a long time. They had seen the situation on the stone steps. Due to the Buddhist regulations, they could not help each other. At this time, facing the weak Yao, they felt a little more guilty and appreciative.

"Amitabha, His Royal Highness is devout to the Buddha, which is moving. Please don't blame him for his negligence."

"I've met the abbot. The abbot is serious. I'm the one who disturbed your temple. I should be the one who should be accused."

Yao returned a salute to the abbot Juekong, glanced at the monks behind the abbot from the corner of his eye, and finally landed on a holy monk on the right hand wearing gray robes and drooping eyebrows.

"Who is this?"

"Xuan Tan has met His Royal Highness, the poor monk is very polite." Xuan Tan clasped his palms together, bowed to Yao, showing a sense of compassion from all over his body.

"I have seen Master Xuan Tan."

The holy monk Xuan Tan turned out to be him!

Yao had heard the name Xuan Tan before he came to Wuxiang Temple. It is rumored that Xuan Tan was born with a Buddha heart, and he is the person who is most likely to become a true Buddha in the past thousand years. The respect for Xuan Tan even exceeds that of the royal family.

Now it's troublesome... Seducing a monk is already very difficult, but you have to seduce the most determined monk among the monks. Yao feels that this task may not be so easy to complete.

Perhaps it was because Yao's gaze stayed on Xuan Tan for too long, Xuan Tan suddenly raised his eyes to look at Yao, the two eyes collided in the air, Xuan Tan's expression remained unchanged, but Yao raised the corners of his lips and smiled slightly at Xuan Tan , the pitch-black pupils are like a whirlpool, trying to suck people's mind into them.

Xuan Tan was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head, Yao couldn't see his expression, and didn't know how he reacted.The two stared at each other in just a breath, and no one around them noticed anything wrong.

The abbot saw that Yao was not feeling well, so he quickly ended the greetings.

"His Royal Highness has come from a long distance, and the boat and car are exhausting. The temple has prepared a meditation room. His Highness can rest for a while, and the matter of praying for blessings will be postponed."

"Thank you abbot."

Yao followed the little novice who led the way to his meditation room, because it was an edict issued by the emperor himself that the prince wanted to come to Wuxiang Temple to rest. So someone sent them up the mountain, so the layout of the room Yao saw was almost the same as the one he had in the palace.

As soon as he entered the room, without the prying eyes of others, the pressure on Yao's body dropped suddenly, and the feeling of exhaustion flooded in like a tide, causing Yao to collapse in an instant.

"Your Highness!"

Wei Yi didn't care about dignity, and immediately hugged Yao to the bed.Even the dead warrior without emotions, seeing his master so weak, felt a lot of dissatisfaction with Wuxiang Temple at this time.

The author has something to say: A brief explanation about the last world: Strictly speaking, the last world is only half of the world, which is considered a transition. The second is to change Shou's mentality, because Shou is really tough. From his habit of killing people directly, he knows that he likes to be tough. This is not acceptable.

With the above two points, from the beginning of this world, you will find that Gong is always just a younger brother in front of Shou.