The old Taoist looked at the bloodstained steps, frowned slightly, and said with compassion: "When you climb to the top of the mountain, I'm afraid you won't even have the strength to speak. How can you pray to the Three Pure Ones? I will send you off!"
He walked down the stairs and reached out to support Xie Lanzhi to save him from physical pain.
“Boom!!!”
At this time, there were lightning and thunder in the night sky, and the old Taoist's outstretched hand was struck by lightning.
“Master!”
The Taoist temple disciples behind him ran down the stairs one after another.
The old Taoist's face was filled with fear. He stared at his hands in disbelief, his expression solemn and fearful.
He waved away the disciples who were surrounding him, and looked at Xie Lanzhi in surprise. After a moment, he shook his head and said, "You have a good fate. What you are asking for involves a lot of things. I'm afraid you will need to take one step at a time and kneel down in front of the Three Pure Ones to make a petition in person."
Xie Lanzhi was not surprised by this, and a faint smile appeared on his lips: "We are already halfway up the mountain, I will not give up halfway."
If you are sincere, your wish will come true. Even if there is a shortcut, he will not take it.
The old Taoist looked at Xie Lan deeply and stepped aside to make way.
Xie Lanzhi adjusted his breathing, stepped onto the stairs steadily with slightly trembling legs, and knelt on the ground.
He knocked his head on the steps, then stood up with difficulty and repeated the previous action.
Every time he took a step, he knelt down and kowtowed.
Eighty-eight thousand steps, from dusk to dawn, Xie Lanzhi gritted his teeth and persevered to the end, and the Taoist temple finally came into view in those pious eyes with clear black and white.
Xie Lanzhi's clothes were soaked with sweat, as if he had been fished out of a dungeon.
His handsome face looked tired and pale, with a dark circle under his eyes, but his eyes were black and shiny.
Xie Lanzhi was in such a miserable state!
The gate of the Taoist temple is open.
The old Taoist changed into a purple robe and led all the disciples in the Taoist temple to carefully receive the only pilgrim who came up the mountain on his knees.
"Donor, please follow me--"
The old Taoist made an invitation gesture, his expression solemn and awed.
Xie Lanzhi's legs had long been numb, and the material of his trousers had worn his knees terribly, revealing a pair of bloody knees.
Every step he took, he felt excruciating pain.
The glaring blood on his legs flowed down his calves into his shoes which were filled with blood. The blood gushed out, causing Xie Lanzhi to leave clearly visible and complete bloody footprints with every step he took.
Amuti and Langye watched the bloody footprints move towards the Taoist temple step by step, but they could do nothing.
When Xie Lanzhi stepped into the Taoist temple, his tall body swayed and he fell forward.
"Brother Lan!"
"donor!"
Screams were heard!
Before everyone rushed over, Xie Lanzhi used up the last of his strength to hold onto the door frame in a panic.
His voice was hoarse and broken: "I can!"
It was just the last step, and he would not allow himself to give up halfway.
Amuti slowly retracted his outstretched hand, turned his head away with a forbearing expression, tears rolling down his red eyes, and the same happened to Lang Ye.
The Taoists standing inside the door stared at Xie Lanzhi with admiration and curiosity.
They were curious about what exactly Xie Lanzhi was seeking that allowed him to persevere with such perseverance that ordinary people could not have.
Only the old Taoist seemed to know something and spoke to Xie Lanzhi again.
"Donor, my master has been waiting for a long time. If you are sure that you will not regret what you asked for today, I will make sure that you get what you wish for today."
As soon as these words came out, Xie Lanzhi, who was extremely weak, suddenly raised his head and asked, "Are you serious, Taoist priest?"
The old Taoist said a kind word: "I don't tell lies."
Xie Lanzhi seemed to have a last breath of life. He let go of the hand that was holding the door frame and stepped steadily into the Taoist temple with his other foot.
He endured the severe pain in his legs and followed the old Taoist leader closely.
I’m afraid that if I’m a step slower, the other party will go back on their word.
In the main hall, in front of the statues of the Three Pure Ones.
Xie Lanzhi knelt down again, his body swaying, but he held the incense in his hand very steadily.
An old man in a golden robe took the incense from Xie Lanzhi's hand and walked to the shrine to burn incense.
"The donor is of the highest and most noble status. Are you really willing to give up your own fate just for a woman?"
The old man had his back to Xie Lanzhi, and his voice seemed to ring from the clouds, echoing in the huge hall.
Xie Lanzhi's dark eyes were like the abyss as he stared at his purple-robed Taoist master, and his voice was hoarse: "I do."
After offering incense, the old man slowly turned around, with wise eyes, looking at Xie Lanzhi who was kneeling on the cushion with pity.
He shook his head and sighed: "Fool..."
Outside the hall with the door closed.
Amuti and Langye leaned against the stone pillars, waiting quietly.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.
Amuti stood up straight, looked up at the familiar scene, his heart beating like a drum.
A sudden bad premonition enveloped his whole body, and he subconsciously rushed towards the hall.
"donor!"
The old Taoist in purple robe teleported to the door and blocked Amuti's way.
Amuti gritted his teeth and roared, "Get out of the way!"
The old Taoist said indifferently: "If I let you in, not only will my master's ceremony be ruined, but the donor who knelt down on the 88,000 steps will also lose everything he did. You should think carefully."
Amuti stood there motionless, his face looking extremely solemn and ugly.
Lang Ye stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?"
Amuti couldn't tell what was going on, he just felt very panicked and had a premonition that something uncontrollable was about to happen.
His red eyes stared at the palace with its closed doors.
After a while, Amuti shook his head: "It's okay."
Maybe it was just his illusion, and he was so nervous because he had been too tense these days.
"boom!"
“Boom!!!”
Dark clouds rolled in, and the huge Yunxiao Mountain was shrouded in darkness.
There were flashes of lightning and thunder, and the sky and earth seemed to be torn apart. The mountain wind was howling, and the leaves were rustling, making people feel suppressed and palpitating.
In just a moment, torrential rain came suddenly, and the sky and the earth were in chaos, like a rain curtain splashed with ink, making it impossible to see the surrounding scenery clearly.
Amuti became more and more panicked, his heart almost jumped out of his throat, and he stood in the palace corridor, as if he had lost his soul.
This sudden rainstorm lasted for the entire day.
When the rainstorm stopped, the heavy wooden door of the palace was finally opened from the inside.
"Brother Lan!!!"
When Amuti saw the scene in the hall, his eyes were bloodshot and he screamed like crazy.
Lang Ye was also frightened, his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.
At the same time.
Yushan Village shrouded in darkness, the Qin family.
Qin Shu, lying on the bed, slowly opened her pair of bright and beautiful eyes.
"Mom is awake!"
"Mom! You finally woke up!"
"Mom Yaoyao misses you so much woooo woooo..."
The five siblings of the Xie family who were sitting around the bed saw Qin Shu open her eyes, and their screams almost blew the roof off.
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