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Chapter 271

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    "If you have no strength, just wait below." Xiang Ziyu uttered a sentence with difficulty, and gritted his teeth with the last bit of strength to climb up.

    After climbing a few steps, his legs and feet softened, and he fell to his knees on the steps with a plop. His knees slammed into the sharp part of the steps. Xiang Ziyu felt pain, but his brain was no longer in control, and he was dizzy.  The steps also began to shake, limp, vain, and unrealistic.

    A voice came from his ear, as if calling him, but Xiang Ziyu no longer had the will to listen, he just felt dizzy to the point of nausea, crawling on the steps, panting little by little, panting harder, rushing in  The air can almost crush the lungs, and if you don't breathe, you will die directly.  Just panting in small mouthfuls like this, the nose is useless.

    Lying there, unable to move at all, panting for a while, resting for a while, finally regained some willpower, climbed up with hands and feet together for a while, then stopped, rested for a while, and then climbed again,  Rest, climb, rest.

    Xiang Ziyu repeated this process countless times, his head was dazed and blank, leaving only a few thoughts, Huarong and the child kept supporting him up.

    One level, two levels, three levels.

    ? Just keep going, just a little bit.

    It's just a little bit close, I can't stop, think about the thousands of steps I climbed up, I can't give up when I finally win, I am not reconciled, if I persist, I am just a little bit closer.

    arrive.

    Xiang Ziyu stretched his hands up enough, but he couldn't touch the cold steps. Xiang Ziyu knew that he had arrived and climbed to the end. His whole body seemed to have unloaded all his strength and crawled softly on the ground like a puddle of mud.  Bones, the eyes are half-closed like that, with the whites of the eyes exposed.  If it wasn't for the heat rising from his body and the warmth on his hands and feet, he might be considered a corpse!

    "The benefactor."

    After a long time, Xiang Ziyu heard someone calling him in a daze. The voice was thick and mellow, which was quite nice.

    Gritting his teeth, he tried to open his eyes to see who was calling him, and vaguely glimpsed a monk in coarse cloth squatting in front of him, oh, it should be from the temple on this mountain.

    "I came to make a wish." Xiang Ziyu said with difficulty, his mouth was dry, and every word was a grinding sound from his parched throat.

    "Making a wish?" The monk looked behind Xiang Ziyu, who was a little surprised by the endless stairs, "did the benefactor climb up from the ladder?"

    Xiang Ziyu: ""

    Xiang Ziyu looked at the only living creature in front of him, and was a little speechless. Could it be that it doesn't look like it? Could it be that there are other ways to go up the mountain?

    The monk seemed to understand the meaning in Xiang Ziyu's eyes, and said with a smile: "In the past few hundred years, there are only a handful of people who can climb up, so the poor monk is a little surprised to see the benefactor."

    Xiang Ziyu let out a casual "hmm", obviously he didn't want to talk nonsense with him, he could make a wish or give him saliva!  Are all the monks on the top of this mountain so blind?  !

    The monk was surprised for a long time before seeing the dissatisfaction on Xiang Ziyu's face, and then he came back to his senses, took down the water bottle from night to feed Xiang Ziyu, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, and took out a jet-black  The pill dripped into Xiang Ziyu's mouth, and then he took another sip of water.

    Xiang Ziyu didn't have time to react, he just felt like he had eaten something, and immediately glared at the monk with wide eyes, asking him what he ate for himself?  !

    The monk was startled, and shrank back slightly. After all, Xiang Ziyu is the emperor above ten thousand people. When he stares and frowns, the majesty that makes people submit will be exuded.

    The monk calmed down and explained: "This is a elixir specially practiced in the temple to strengthen the body. The poor monk saw that the benefactor was tired, so he fed this elixir to the benefactor, hoping that the benefactor can ease his strength."

    After listening to the monk's explanation, the anger on Xiang Ziyu's body dissipated a little. He rested for a while and tried to lift his arms and legs, but he was not as tired as before, and the pain all over his body was relieved a lot.

    "Thank you, Master." Gritting his teeth, Xiang Ziyu stood up and thanked the monk.

    "You're welcome, you're welcome." The monk smiled, "After all, you don't often see outsiders on this mountain, so it's a novelty for you to come here."

    Xiang Ziyu smiled dryly, and instead of greeting Tai Chi here, he went straight to the topic, "I came here to make a wish, and I heard that the wish on the ladder came true. I don't know how to make it? Please enlighten me, Master."

    "Making a wish" The monk turned his head and pointed to the temple with red bricks and blue tiles behind him, "Enter the temple and make a wish to the Buddha. You are the first person I have seen come up the mountain to make a wish."

    Xiang Ziyu was slightly stunned, "Didn't you say that there are only a handful of them? Then there should be a few more."

      "Oh, those few!" The monk suddenly said, "When those few came, I hadn't gone up the mountain yet, so I heard what others said. You are the first one, a living person."

    Xiang Ziyu choked and laughed twice.  Following the monk to the temple, he asked casually, "Who are those?"

    "King Zhou is Daji, King Zhou You is Baosi, Shihuang is the world, Liu Bang is the king, Cao Cao is the emperor to make the princes, Zhao Gao is the power, and Shi Chong is the power." The monk thought for a while and said: "Up to the princes  , down to the generals. What they want is nothing more than fame and fortune, or to rule the world, or for love."

    After a pause, the monk asked curiously, "Young master? What are you asking for?"

    After listening to the series of names reported by the monk, he was slightly shocked, and couldn't help but become slightly respectful, "Your Majesty Liang, come here for the queen and the child."

    The monk gave a faint "hmm" and didn't show too much surprise because of Xiang Ziyu's identity, "So it's for love."

    Xiang Ziyu smiled and did not refute.

    The temple is very large and magnificent. It stands on the top of the mountain, and its scale is so large that people can't help but admire it. Although the red paint on the pillars is a bit mottled, it adds a bit of mystery to the temple on the top of the mountain.

    Entering the place, Xiang Ziyu didn't see a single person until the place where the Buddha was worshipped. Those who walked around could only hear the sound of the monk sitting under the Buddha statue beating the wooden fish, one sound, lingering in the whole temple.

    The monk led Xiang Ziyu to the Buddha, and after saluting to the Buddha, he stepped aside, closed his eyes, and twisted the beads in his hand.

    There is a yellow kneeling mat next to the incense table directly below the Buddha. Xiang Ziyu knelt down, clasped his hands together, and slowly closed his eyes.  I meditated on what I was praying for in my heart, kowtowed three more times to complete the ceremony, and then I got up and retreated out.

    The monk who was twisting the beads suddenly opened his eyes, walked to the direction where Xiang Ziyu was kneeling and saluted, and then retreated, walking to Xiang Ziyu's side.

    Xiang Ziyu opened his mouth and was about to say something, but was signaled by the monk's eyes, don't say more.  Xiang Zi made it clear, so he didn't say any more.

    After leaving the temple, the monk asked, "Did the almsgiver make a wish?"

    "Yes." Xiang Ziyu said, "I don't know what this temple is"

    The monk interrupted Xiang Ziyu's words and shook his head, "Since the heart is sincere, it will be effective. How effective it is depends on the sincerity of the donor." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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