In the temple surrounded by incense, Bai Lingmiao, with long hair draped over her shoulders, sat cross-legged on the lotus stone table. Although her hideous teeth were exposed from the corners of her mouth, there were black hedgehog long needles and green snake scales hidden between her white hair.

But compared to before, it has been much better. At least there are only two eyes on her face, although one of them is still an animal eye.

Around Bai Lingmiao's lotus platform are monks from Daqi Zhengde Temple. They sit cross-legged on the futon and beat the wooden fish rhythmically.

They knocked over and recited obscure Buddhist scriptures again and again. "The Lotus Pond Sea Meeting, Amitabha Tathagata, Guanyin Shi arrived at the lotus platform, led to the golden stairs, and swore a great vow to be free from dust. Namo Lotus Pond, the Sea Meeting Bodhisattva Mahasattva."

As they chanted the mantra, Bai Lingmiao's body began to gradually change. The things that did not belong to her original body were slowly squirming and gradually transforming into Bai Lingmiao's miserable skin.

Many monks had traces of beast transformation from immortals on their bodies, but they were quickly suppressed.

Two hours later, the transformation slowly stopped. When Bai Lingmiao put down his hands and gently touched his face with four hands, he found that his unrecognizable face had changed back to what he should have.

Bai Lingmiao bowed from the lotus platform, respectfully gave a Buddhist tribute to a kind-looking old monk and said, "Abbot, thank you for your trouble these days."

"Amitabha, if the female donor is there, I really can't help this Shura path, so I can only do my best to do a little bit of my strength in this matter."

After the two of them were kind to each other, Bai Lingmiao bid farewell to the abbot of Zhengde Temple, turned around and left the backyard and walked into the temple with a prosperous incense in front.

In the front hall, a huge Buddha lay on his side on the treasure table, enjoying the worship and worship of the people.

Bai Lingmiao picked up four incense sticks, bowed to the Buddha three times like everyone else, and then carefully inserted it into the incense burner.

As soon as he walked out of the hall, a messy and lively city appeared within Bai Lingmiao's perception range.

It is really hard to imagine that such a big city was still under the control of the Dharma teachings a month ago, but now it is still occupied by them and belongs to Daliang.

The black cloth strips and white scarf hats that once filled the city were still missing, and they were more of the white lotus marks on their foreheads.

"Saint! Saint is here!"

"Hurry! Son, I'll give you one to the Saint! May the Saint bless your father to come back soon."

As long as the White Lotus Sect believers were lying on the ground, they were almost half a street kneeling.

The expansion of the Dharma teachings at the beginning was as fast as the expansion of the White Lotus teachings now, especially with the help of the court.

Now there are notices in the city that no matter what religion you believe in, you must believe in one. Anyone who dares not believe in religion will be beheaded directly.

Although this method is simple and crude, it is very effective in infiltration of Dharma teachings. As long as you believe in the old mother without birth, not many people will place their hopes on the child god.

What Yuer God said is that the mother without birth can do it, so why not believe that someone is not easy to behead.

Bai Lingmiao looked at them with a soft expression and walked slowly past them.

As Bai Lingmiao's hand brushed over some people's heads, these people suddenly felt ecstatic and felt that they had received the favor of the saint's mother from the saint.

When he saw a wounded little beggar crawling towards him, Bai Lingmiao walked over and came to him.

His eyes were full of desire when he looked at Bai Lingmiao. "Saint Saint, my parents, and my elder brother and second brother are all dead. I believe in our White Lotus Sect. Can they really not be lonely ghosts, can they really live a good life in their vacuum hometown?"

Looking at the other party's belly that had already started to grow maggots and the obviously abnormal waxy face, Bai Lingmiao knew that this child would probably have lived for a few days.

No matter how the battle starts, the bitterness is always the same type of people.

"Yes, don't worry, your father, mother and your brothers and sisters are all in the vacuum of their hometown at this moment." As he reached out and slapped the little beggar's head, his face showed sincere happiness.

"That's great, I'll be able to meet them soon."

Seeing the other party laughing happily, Bai Lingmiao took out the drum from his waist and gently knocked it. Soon, with the help of the Bai family immortals, the boy's appearance immediately recovered a lot.

"Your father and mother said that you can live well, and they still care about your children and grandchildren."

"Yes! I will! I will build our Yao family's ancestral hall again! I will marry a wife and pass on the family line!"

Bai Lingmiao stood up, comforting the others one by one as if comforting the boy.

When she returned to a hall in the White Lotus Sect again, she saw that Lu Xiucai was concentrating on answering some of the things in cultivation to the believers of the new White Lotus Sect.

Now, Lu Xiucai has completely changed when he first came. His left cheek is sunken, his teeth are gone, and his collarbone is covered with a blood-seeking cloth, and the skin is gone.

The sleeves on the left hand were empty, and there were only four fingers without fingernails left in the right hand. Coupled with the scars all over the body, it looked extremely miserable.

Although "The Great Records" can help Lu Xiucai survive the extremely tragic flesh and blood grinding, the opposite is that he needs to pay something from his body.

Seeing Bai Lingmiao's voice, Lu Xiucai grinned and waved his hand with only four fingers at her happily. "Master's wife! Long time no see! Have you seen my master?"

The bitter and revengeful Lu Xiucai disappeared, and his carefree appearance seemed to be back.

Bai Lingmiao felt the wound without scabs on his body with a complicated expression. "Go back, go back to Niuxin Village. Your father is just crazy. He is not dead yet. Don't forget that you have your little niece."

The smile on Lu Xiucai's face was still on his face. "It's okay, Gouwa Zhao Wu and the others will take care of him. I swear in front of my father that I haven't killed enough of these beasts in the Dharma teachings."

"As long as the Dharma teachings exist for one day, I can't go back."

The bitter and revengeful Lu Xiucai did not disappear, but he learned to hide some things in his heart.

Bai Lingmiao sighed softly, "Scholar, if you deal with so many people in the Dharma teachings, you will not have as many as you have, and you should let go."

It can be foreseen that if this continues, Lu Xiucai will really die in the near future. There are enough people who have died in the Lu family. She really doesn't want Lu Xiucai to embark on the road of no return.
Chapter completed!