Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

The sky and the earth are like the sun and the moon, the heaven and the river, spring and autumn, and the four seasons, infinite, grass and trees, all kinds of fruit trees, holy crosses and ginseng.

Bai Lingmiao sits cross-legged on the white lotus throne like a treasure-born Dharma image. His two upper bodies are split up and down, and his four hands hold lotus fingers, spreading like branches.

The other White Lotus believers surrounded the saint and followed her in chanting chants over and over again. Everyone's face was extremely pious, and the white lotus between their eyebrows flickered in and out with their breathing.

Not just here, but all the White Lotus believers in other places put down their work and chanted together. According to the current number of White Lotus believers, the entire beam was temporarily enveloped by the sound of chanting.

This spectacular scene makes those who don't believe in the White Lotus Sect feel fearful and even speak softly.

An hour later, Long Hua's first meeting finally came to an end. As Bai Lingmiao slowly opened his eyes, the entire hall gradually became quiet.

Everyone looked at Bai Lingmiao, as if waiting for something to be announced, but when they saw that the White Lotus Saint was neither sad nor happy, everyone showed a hint of disappointment.

This Longhua First Meeting has been held every day by the decree given by the old mother Wu Sheng. As long as all the White Lotus believers work together, this empty hometown can be brought down.

The Bailian believers sitting cross-legged on the futons bowed to Bai Lingmiao one after another, and then slowly withdrew. The originally bustling and crowded hall suddenly became very quiet.

When Bai Lingmiao just stood up from the bunk bed and bent down to put on her white shoes, she heard a familiar voice coming from behind. Do you think this Longhua Chuhui is useful? I think it's useless. Even if so many White Lotus believers recite it ten thousand times, I'm afraid they won't be able to come down from their hometown.

Bai Lingmiao shook his head slightly, We are White Lotus believers. The old mother Wusheng appeared and said that this method is useful, so of course it is useful. We have to believe it.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Bai Lingmiao still had fantasies in his heart. What if, what if Vacuum Hometown really existed? What if his family was really sent to Vacuum Hometown?

Hmph, I really don't know what you are doing now.

Do what we should do. When Bai Lingmiao came to the door, the white donkey messengers were already carrying a sedan and were ready.

As she sat on it, the gorgeous sedan was lifted and walked along the street toward an alley in the distance.

The alley was messy and dirty, with people covered in flies everywhere, and rats gnawing on flesh and blood wantonly. The people in this alley are people who want to die but can't.

When Bai Lingmiao got off the sedan, everyone seemed to have been summoned. They squirmed their dirty bodies, raised their dirty hands, and stretched out towards her white clothes.

Everyone has longing in their eyes, longing to stare at the holy girl in front of them, longing for her to grant them death.

Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, Bai Lingmiao's eyes showed deep sadness and compassion.

These are real people, but now they are worse than ghosts.

She stretched out her hand and waved it in front of their foreheads with compassion in her heart. Every time she waved one person past, that person fell to the ground with a smile of relief on his face.

Groups of people died in Bai Lingmiao's hands, and in the hearts of onlookers, Bai Lingmiao became more and more holy, even though she had two upper bodies.

In the past, White Lotus Saint was just a title, but now it is real in their hearts.

Finally, everyone in the alley was dead, and Bai Lingmiao came to the next alley, where there were also rows of undead.

There are many people in Daliang who want to die. More people are rushing here day and night, rushing to reincarnate.

Bai Lingmiao didn't know how many people he had sent away that day, but seeing the relieved smiles on their faces, it always felt like it was worth it.

It's a pity that no matter how many people he sends away, there are still people who are tortured all the time, let alone those who are burned to ashes. .

After everything was finally resolved, Bai Lingmiao, who was compassionate, prayed to Wu Sheng's old mother.

My great and merciful old mother without life, please give death to the people of the world again.

She didn't know if Wusheng Old Mother could hear her wish, but she still had to do this kind of thing every day.

Why doesn't Mother Wusheng give death? Bai Lingmiao sometimes thinks about this question. If Mother Wusheng had given it, she should have given it.

Did Mother Wusheng encounter some problem? Bai Lingmiao thought about this possibility and decided to do something.

Oh, if she is really going to be in trouble, what can you and I, mortals, do to help?

After listening to the words of the two gods, Bai Lingmiao got on the sedan chair. She did not go back to the hall, but went directly to Daliang Jiantiansi.

Whether you can help or not is one thing, whether you can do it or not is another thing.

When he saw the red robe appearing in front of him, Bai Lingmiao felt happy immediately. He was about to say Sui Sui but stopped when he said, Master Si Tianjian, Bai Lingmiao is polite.

Holy girl, are you here? Do you have something important to do? With a slight wave of Xuan Mi's hand, their bodies instantly shrank to the size of a grain of rice in other people's sights, and they were no longer noticeable.

This natural disaster will last for a long time. Is there any plan within the Supervisory Sky Division? Under normal circumstances, whenever a natural disaster occurs, it will be under the supervision of the Supervisory Sky Division.

Since the past is under their control, they must have a solution to this problem.

If there is anything the White Lotus Sect can do to help, please ask. Everyone in White Lotus will do their best.

Xuan Mi paused, What did Wusheng Mother say?

Hearing this, Bai Lingmiao's expression became a little gloomy, and she shook her head gently. Old Mother Wusheng has no response other than asking the White Lotus believers to hold the Longhua First Meeting every day. Even if I borrow the twelfth-grade Golden Lotus, it will be of no use.

Something happened to Mother Wusheng. Xuan Miao's words suddenly made Bai Lingmiao's heart skip a beat. What?

If it is normal and Si Ming seizes the way of heaven, the natural disaster will dissipate in less than half a day and less than ten days.

But now that the disaster has been going on for several months, there must be something wrong with the commander in charge of this command.

Now I'm afraid that it won't just be death. I'm afraid that if it is delayed for a long time, other accidents may happen. But don't forget that Wusheng Old Mother is still in charge of mercy.

If death is gone and compassion is gone, then

Then what can we do now to make this natural disaster pass? Bai Lingmiao asked seriously.

After thinking for a moment, Xuan Ma asked back to Bai Lingmiao: You just said that Mother Wu Sheng wants you to hold the first meeting of Longhua? Please tell me in detail how the meeting will be held.

Naturally, Bai Lingmiao couldn't hide anything from Li Sui, so she told him everything immediately.

Xuan Mi stretched out her slender fingers to record something on her robe. After writing this, she looked at it carefully for a while and said to Bai Lingmiao: I know what she wants from Long Hua Chuhui, she wants to get out of trouble.

Old Mother Wusheng is trapped. As long as she can move a little, Death Heaven should be able to come back.

The millions of White Lotus believers working together with Supervisor Tiansi may try to help Wusheng Old Mother get out of the current situation.