Chapter 747 Let Go

In the temple filled with incense, Bai Lingmiao, who has long hair and shawl, sits cross-legged on the lotus stone table. Although her ferocious teeth are exposed from the corners of her mouth, there are long black hedgehog needles and green snake scales hidden in the white hair.

But compared with before, it has gotten much better. At least she has exactly two eyes on her face, although one of them is still an animal eye.

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

They knocked on it again and again, and recited obscure Buddhist scriptures again and again. "Amitabha Tathagata gathered in the lotus pond, and Avalokitesvara came to sit on the lotus platform. He was led up the golden steps, the great vows were made, and the universal vows left the dust. In the lotus pond in the south, the sea gathered Bodhisattva and Mahasattva."

Amidst their chanting, Bai Lingmiao's body began to gradually change. Things that did not belong to her original body were slowly squirming, gradually transforming into Bai Lingmiao's pale skin.

Many monks showed traces of the immortal beast transformation on their bodies, but they were quickly suppressed by them.

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

Bai Lingmiao bowed from the lotus platform, respectfully performed a Buddhist salute to a kind-hearted old monk and said, "Abbott, thank you for your trouble these days."

"Amitabha, if there is no female benefactor, the poor monk really can't help in this Shura path, so he can only do his meager contribution in this matter."

After the two were polite to each other, Bai Lingmiao said goodbye to the abbot of Zhengde Temple, turned around and left the backyard and walked into the popular temple in front.

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

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

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

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

The black cloth strips and white scarves and hats that once filled the city were still missing, and they were mostly covered with white lotus prints on their foreheads.

"The Holy Lady! The Holy Lady is here!"

"Quick! Son, give the Holy Lady a kiss! May the Holy Lady bless your father to come back soon."

All the followers of the White Lotus Sect immediately fell to the ground and prostrated themselves, and the entire street was knelt for almost half of the street.

Just as the White Lotus Sect expanded rapidly in the past, the White Lotus Sect has expanded as fast as it did now, especially with the help of the imperial court.

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

Although this method is simple and crude, it is very effective in penetrating the teachings. As long as they believe in the Wusheng Old Mother, not many people will place their hope on the Son God.

As Yu Ershen said, even an unborn mother can do it, so why not believe in someone who is not easy to behead.

Bai Lingmiao looked at them with a gentle expression and walked slowly in front of them.

As Bai Lingmiao's hands brushed over some people's heads, these people suddenly felt ecstatic, feeling that they had received the care of the Inanimate Mother from the Holy Lady.

When he saw an injured beggar struggling to crawl towards him, Bai Lingmiao walked over and came to him.

He looked at Bai Lingmiao with eyes full of longing. "Holy Saint, my father, mother, and my eldest and second brothers are all dead. I believe in our White Lotus Sect. Can they really not have to be lonely ghosts and live a good life in their hometown of Vacuum? "

Looking at the other person's belly that was already full of maggots and his obviously abnormal waxy face, Bai Lingmiao knew that the child might not live for a few days.

No matter how the war is fought, the same type of people will always suffer.

"Yes, don't worry. Your father, mother, and your brothers and sisters are all in Vacuum Hometown at the moment." Then he stretched out his hand and patted the little beggar's head gently, making his face show genuine joy. .

"That's great, I can meet them right away."

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

"Your father and mother also said that you should live well. They are still thinking about your children and grandchildren."

"Yes! I will! I will build the ancestral hall of our Yao family again! I will marry a daughter-in-law and carry on the family line!"

Bai Lingmiao stood up and comforted the others one by one as if comforting a young man.

When she returned to a hall of the White Lotus Sect, she saw Lu Xiucai concentrating on explaining some matters concerning cultivation to the new White Lotus Sect believers.

Lu Xiucai is now completely different from when he first came here. His left cheek is sunken, and all the teeth there are gone. The collarbone is covered with a piece of cloth that is bleeding, and the skin there is gone.

The sleeve on his left hand was empty, and there were only four fingers without fingernails left on his right hand. Coupled with the scars all over his body, he looked extremely miserable.

Although "Da Qian Lu" allowed Lu Xiucai to survive the extremely cruel grinding mill of flesh and blood, in contrast, he needed to pay something from himself.

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

The bitter and resentful Lu Xiucai disappeared. His careless look made it seem as if the original Lu Xiucai had returned.

Bai Lingmiao felt the unscathed wounds 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 still have your little niece."

The smile on Lu Xiucai's face still hung on his face. "It's okay. Gouwa Zhao Wu and the others will take care of it. I swore in front of my father that I haven't killed enough of these beasts like Fa Jiao."

"As long as the teachings exist, I can't go back."

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

Bai Lingmiao sighed softly, "Xiucai, if you are dealing with so many people in the Dharma, you should let go if you are too much or too little."

It was foreseeable that if this situation continued, Lu Xiucai would really die in the near future. Enough people in the Lu family class had died, and she really didn't want Lu Xiucai to embark on a path of no return.

After hearing the other party's persuasion, the smile on Lu Xiucai's face gradually disappeared. He looked at Bai Lingmiao and asked, "Master, have you let it go?"