Chapter 712 Believers

Li Huowang, who was naked from the waist up, was breathing heavily with an extremely painful expression.

He watched helplessly as his body split and closed uncontrollably, but there was nothing he could do.

The sweat from the pain slipped into the cracks of flesh and blood, causing Li Huowang's body to even twitch in pain.

He had endured severe pain worse than this in the past, but that kind of feeling only happened in a moment, but this feeling always existed and would become more and more intense.

Bai Lingmiao on the side tried to help, but no matter whether it was giggling or dancing, no matter what he invited, it had no such effect on Li Huowang.

Li Huowang knew it was useless, just because this kind of torture came from Siming Bahui. In his eyes, these cats and dogs could not withstand anything.

As you climb more steps, your body's sensitivity increases and your healing ability improves at first.

But it was obvious that Ba Hui was not just waiting for him to harm himself, he wanted to torture himself himself.

It is rumored that after reaching a certain level, he will become Ba Pan's favorite, and he seems to be close to it.

Judging from the current situation, I am afraid that when he truly becomes Ba Hui's heart, the pain all over his body will not stop for a moment, and his whole body will be wrapped in pain.

"What? You want to compete with Ji Liangpan? Are you still determined to give up?" Li Huowang asked towards the severe pain in his body at this moment.

Pain, as a feeling, naturally has no response. Li Huowang sat there talking to himself, his consciousness being tortured by the continuous severe pain and becoming a little confused.

Fortunately, this feeling did not last long. After two sticks of incense, the open wounds on Li Huowang's body quickly closed up.

"I'll take a rest." Li Huowang, who was exhausted from the severe pain, lay back and fell asleep immediately. He was too tired.

Bai Lingmiao came closer and looked at Li Huowang at this moment. She suddenly felt distressed in her heart. She brought a basin of warm water, put the towel in and took it out. After wringing it out, she began to wipe Li Huowang's body.

In just a short while, the wounds on Li Huowang's body had scabbed over, and as Bai Lingmiao wiped them, they fell off.

Li Sui stretched out his tentacles from behind, sucked up all the blood scabs with a suction cup, and slowly pulled it back. After a while, Bai Lingmiao heard a clicking sound behind him.

After washing Li Huowang's feet, Bai Lingmiao covered Li Huowang with a quilt, turned around and prepared to go out.

"Sui Sui, your dad is very tired today. You sleep with him. Take good care of him and don't let others disturb him."

"Okay." The slim Li Sui walked to the bed and opened his small cherry mouth, and the wriggling tentacles came out and quickly got into Li Huowang's quilt.

When he saw Li Su folding his body on the bedside like he was folding clothes, Bai Lingmiao turned around and walked out of the room.

"Li Huowang can bear it now. If this trouble is not removed, I am afraid this severe pain will follow him for the rest of his life."

After hearing the words of the two gods in his mind, Bai Lingmiao kept walking forward in silence.

Soon she walked into a somewhat crowded alley. Lotus flowers were hung or painted on the wooden doors of the alley, and there were many Dharma flags hanging under the eaves. This was the place of the White Lotus Sect.

All living beings are equal under the White Lotus. There are no poor or lucky people who can stay here, only devout White Lotus believers.

Through the cracks in some open doors, one could even see a group of people lying on the ground in silence and kneeling in worship.

Everyone who came across from Bai Lingmiao bowed their heads and stood respectfully beside him.

Soon she came to a hall filled with candles. In the center of the hall, there was a lotus flower glowing with white light, illuminating the whole room like daylight.

Bai Lingmiao came to the futon, knelt down on her knees, put her hands together and prayed silently to the white lotus. "My compassionate old mother Wusheng, I pray that you can help Senior Brother Li escape from the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible."

Bailian's light began to change slightly, as if something happened and then nothing changed.

After praying silently for a long time, Bai Lingmiao looked at Bai Lian and opened her eyes, "I am willing to give up everything and serve you all my life. I hope Mother Wu Sheng will accept us with mercy."

"My disciple is willing to recite sutras for you thousands of times. I will worship and recite them with sincerity and respect."

"But, you once promised my disciple that if you scheme against me in this matter, I will make you regret it."

After saying this softly and softly, Bai Lingmiao once again bowed and kowtowed to the Bingdilian.

Bai Lian's light suddenly surged, and a ray of light shot into Bai Lingmiao's eyebrows. Soon she felt some kind of compassionate emotion, and there were no other emotions in her heart.

In the vast whiteness, Bai Lingmiao seemed to see something. It was Li Huowang, a very abstract and twisted Li Huowang.

Soon a ball of blood surged on his left side, and on his right side, another Li Huowang emerged from his palm. This Li Huowang was very weird. He had no back, and both front and back were front.

The two-faced Li Huowang and Bloody pulled Li Huowang in the middle and began to exert force. As they pulled harder, the force became stronger, and finally Li Huowang was torn into two sides.

As Bai Lingmiao woke up from a dream, she immediately understood what Wu Sheng's mother expressed to her.

This seems to be a prophecy or some kind of revelation. Li Huowang can no longer use the Nestorian magic, especially he can no longer climb the stairs. If he continues, he may really become two halves!

"Thank you for your guidance, the kind and compassionate old mother, my disciple. Thank you." Bai Lingmiao said and knelt down devoutly for a few more times before standing up and walking towards Li Huowang's bedroom.

But just when she walked out of the alley, she saw Lu Xiucai walking towards her with a haggard look on her face.

"Master's wife." He lowered his head towards Bai Lingmiao.

Seeing his left hand with two fingers missing, Bai Lingmiao asked not to use Daqianlu again, and left in a hurry.

After watching Bai Lingmiao leave, Lu Xiucai walked into a bungalow in the alley, respectfully picked up three sticks of incense, bowed to the white lotus on the wall, inserted it into the incense burner, and then he lay motionless in front of the painting.

"Disciple Lu Xiucai has thought about it. He will never marry or have children for the rest of his life. He will never touch meat or gold or silver. He is willing to bear three disasters and three tribulations for his lifeless old mother with his body."

After he finished speaking, a middle-aged aunt came out of the corner. She was Lian Zhibei who had found Bai Lingmiao.

She took off Lu Xiucai's clothes, revealing his scarred back.

Right in front of the lotus portrait, he took out a tattoo needle and started tattooing on his back.

Feeling that the color was a bit faded, Lian Zhibei rubbed the tattoo needle into the white lotus in the mural, and then tattooed it on Lu Xiucai.

A needle pricked his back, and Lu Xiucai was so painful that his lotions turned pale, but he did not dare to move at all and clenched his mouth tightly.