Standing under the Tongtian Glazed Tower based on the five-color lotus platform, Zhao Hao couldn't control himself after looking at the three big words "First Tower" written by Emperor Chengzu on the tower gate.

Only by seeing with your own eyes and going with your own eyes can you truly realize how magnificent this pagoda is and how brilliant the miracle buildings of the Ming Dynasty are!

Xuelang and the other two could feel that at that moment, Zhao Hao seemed to have become a different person.

Mr. Zhao, who was lazy and casual in the past, had a face full of respect at this time, just like the most devout Buddhist, excitedly stretching out his hand to touch the wall of the tower with five colors of glass.

On the wall of the tower, there are countless statues of the Heavenly King of Lions inlaid with the statues of the Heavenly King. Each one has a crown, a thorn, a helmet, a belt, a spear, a halberd, a wheel, and a utensil. None of them is repeated. Looking up, each layer of the eaves are covered with carved pillars, and the calyx of the lunar spirals are circulated with vermilion calyx, and the green tiles are scaled, with brilliant brilliance.

At the top of the ninth-level pagoda, there is a huge iron roulette. The wheels on the plate are stacked several kilometers, and are topped with golden beads about twelve feet in size. They are tied around them with gold copper chains and pendants with golden bells. Each level of the eaves are hung with gold roulettes, which melodiously sounded in the autumn wind, singing the most brilliant music of the Ming Dynasty.

Xuelang told Zhao Hao that, in addition to a "Guanxin Wood" on the top of such a glazed tower, it does not apply inch wood all over the body. This is also the reason why it survived the thunder fire last year...

When the monk guarding the pagoda was ordered by Xue Lang to open the copper iron door with golden nails and red paint, Zhao Hao discovered that there was a three-story Xuantian lobby in the glazed tower.

When you enter the pagoda, you will see a tower of relics with pure gold in the middle of the lobby, with a golden body of Sakyamuni Buddha on all sides.

Xuelang stepped forward to light incense for the Buddha statue. The two women knelt on the cushion and kowtowed devoutly to the Buddha, not knowing what they were praying for.

At this time, Zhao Hao stood there, looking up at the hundreds of Buddha statues scattered across the hall walls and caissons. Each one was extremely exquisite, with all his eyebrows and hair, either majestic, compassionate, or indifferently looking at him.

The Buddhas seemed to be asking him who you are, where you came from, and where you are going?

Zhao Hao could not answer, so he could only withdraw his gaze and follow Xuelang's footsteps to climb the spiral ladder surrounding the tower wall.

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The four of them serpently rotated up the spiral ladder, and each time they went up the floor, they worshiped Buddha as they did at first.

The middle of the second floor is the great statue of Amitabha Buddha;

The middle of the third floor is a statue of the Great Sakyamuni Buddha;

The statue of the Great Compassion Buddha is offered in the middle of the four floors;

The middle of the fifth floor is a statue of the Great Muni Buddha;

The middle of the sixth floor is the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva;

The seventh floor is offering the statue of Master Yingluo;

The eight and nine layers are like one layer, each offering Buddha statues on all sides...

When he arrived at the top floor, Zhao Hao saw a gate leading to the outside of the tower. He asked Xuelang that it was reserved for maintenance of the top of the tower, so he excitedly suggested that he would go out and take a look.

Xue Lang's face turned pale when he heard this: "I forgive the little monk to be with me, I'm afraid of heights."

Qiaoqiao was also very scared, but when she saw Ma Xianglan was eager to try, she was unwilling to let go and said, "I'll go out and have a look."

"You must be careful, there will be no life if you fall down." Xue Lang was really worried, for fear that the Ming Dynasty poetry world would lose its fig leaf, so he tied the rope that Xiaoxiaomi usually used to wipe the windows outside the tower to the three of them. Then he took out the key and opened the door fan.

As soon as the door opened, a sudden wind gushed in. Zhao Hao took the lead and Ma Xianglan was behind. The two of them protected the small Qiaoqiao in the middle.

When he arrived outside the tower, he saw a platform more than three feet wide for his stay. Zhao Hao couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't worry, it's very spacious."

"Yes, Qiaoqiao, open your eyes and take a look. I'm afraid this beautiful scenery will be the only one to see in this life." Ma Xianglan also advised Qiaoqiao.

Qiaoqiao was scared by the shrill sound of wind in her ears, and still closed her eyes with her legs and hugged Zhao Hao's arm tightly with both hands. How dare she open her eyes to see?

Zhao Hao and Ma Xianglan had to ignore her. When they turned around, they saw mountains and rivers everywhere, flying birds and clouds within reach.

Looking closely at the magnificent imperial palace in Jinling City, the majestic civil and military yamen, the crisscrossing streets and alleys, dense waterways, rivers and canals, as well as houses, alleys, cars and horses, and boats... In the past, the huge, unattainable and deeply trapped in it were all presented at their feet like pictures.

At this time, the sun sets, and the entire Nanjing city is shrouded in golden light.

Listening to the crisp bell ringtone in his ears, Zhao Hao had no distractions, and he finally found the answer he had been looking for since he came to this world.

Why am I here? What am I going to do?

It turns out that I came here to make this glazed pagoda stand under the Nandu City forever...

It turns out that I came here to preserve the prosperity of the thousands of miles of China...

It turns out that I came here to keep the world crawling at the feet of China!

When he figured out these things, he felt that the film between him and this world was broken silently.

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In early winter, the sun sets in a blink of an eye.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Zhao Hao and Ma Xianglan took Qiaoqiao back to the tower.

With his feet on the ground, Qiaoqiao finally opened his eyes and said in a crying voice: "My God, it's so terrible. I will never go to a higher place again."

"Yes." Xue Langshen nodded with consent, "We should be down-to-earth, let's go down."

As we walked down, we met teams of little novice monks holding candles and oil tanks, lighting up the lights in front of windows and adding oil.

When Zhao Hao and the others left the pagoda, when they looked back, they saw that the entire glass tower was already brightly lit and the treasure light was flowing.

"It looks so good!" Qiaoqiao couldn't help but clapped her hands and said, "I would have known that I would have looked down. Why bother to go up this time?"

"If you don't go up this trip, you will regret it for the rest of your life." Ma Xianglan shook her head and chuckled, but the person leaned on Qiao Qiao's shoulder.

She spent most of the day up and down. Her legs were already sore, and she kept holding the railing before she could barely get off. At this time, she was already shaking.

Although Zhao Hao is a little better than her, he is also very tired.

Seeing that the city gate was closed, Xuelang stayed overnight.

If Zhao Hao was alone, he would definitely let him live in his monastery directly, so that the two of them would have enough time to talk to each other.

But with two women, Tan Yue, there is naturally inconvenient to stay in the temple. Fortunately, Dabaoen Temple has many industries, so there are large rooms outside the temple for pilgrims.

Xuelang sent the three of them to an exquisite courtyard, and asked the monk to treat him well, so he hurried back to attend his evening class.

The little novice monk brought hot water to let the three of them soak their feet to relieve fatigue. He also set up a vegetarian banquet to entertain the senior brother's VIP.

The three of them were so hungry that they were close to each other. This was the first time they enjoyed the vegetarian meal from Dabaoen Temple, so they naturally ate endlessly.

"Well, the vegetarian rice in Dabaoen Temple is indeed well-known." Zhao Hao had enough food and drank, stretched his waist, and leaned on the Arhat's bed without wanting to move.

Qiaoqiao helped the little novice monk to pack the tableware. Ma Xianglan was willing to help, but she couldn't stand up, so she had to sit on the other side of the Arhat bed and smiled bitterly with Zhao Hao.

While Qiao Qiao was away, Zhao Hao took out an envelope from his sleeve casually and handed it to Ma Xianglan and said, "I'll give you a little gift."
Chapter completed!