Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

The Temple of Heaven in Daliang is a round hall with three eaves and pavilions, with a gilded roof and blue glazed tile roof. The nine dragon caissons in the hall are magnificent and dazzling.

At this moment, a huge bronze tree pierced the blue glass and reached into the sky. On the eight altars surrounding the Temple of Heaven, a Taoist priest in a bronze mask looked up at the sky with his long eyes, sitting cross-legged and waiting for Si Tianjian's order.

Further outside, surrounding the Temple of Heaven were dense crowds of White Lotus believers. Everyone was wearing white clothes and had solemn expressions on their faces. Many of them had their hands trembling with excitement.

The breeze blows, causing the white ribbons tied on the heads of Bailian believers to sway gently, and the swaying white ribbons join together to form a white ocean.

At this moment, this person's eyes were focused on Bai Lingmiao above the Temple of Heaven, which made her already confused heart even more confused.

But when she thought about what she was going to do next, she forced herself to calm down. This was related to the death of all the people in the world, and she couldn't be careless.

Don't panic, I've hired strong foreign aid this time, I'm sure.

Hearing Xuan Mi say this, Bai Lingmiao nodded silently. This makes me feel more at ease.

That's right. Supervisor Tiansi will definitely be prepared for such a big battle and work hard to do his own thing.

Bai Lingmiao repeated in her mind what she was going to do next.

Although everyone was here, no one moved. Time passed by little by little. Everyone present seemed to be waiting for something in this anxious atmosphere.

Just when the sun was firmly in the sky, she heard the sound of bells in the distance. Xuan Mi stretched out her three hands from her Taoist robe and began to form seals.

A low voice of chanting came from the mouths of every White Lotus believer, and a new Dharma session began.

Open the altar, practice! As the blind Huangfu Tiangang sword pointed at the sky, the eight Taoist priests wearing bronze masks on the high platform began to wave the peach wood swords in their hands, and scattered red talismans toward the sky.

When purple flames ignited from every altar, the entire Shangjing City was instantly enveloped by something, and all the people in Shangjing City involuntarily followed them in chanting sutras.

And as Xuan Mu took action, other illusions in the six realms of Daliang also gave orders at the same time, and his orders reached every corner of Daliang.

With the cooperation of county magistrates from various places, as long as they could speak, they all started chanting the sutras together.

Under the temptation of the food, everyone recited it very seriously, and for a while the whole Daqi turned into a Dharma assembly of the White Lotus Sect. This was the largest Dharma assembly so far.

At this moment, Bai Lingmiao, who was in the center of the entire ceremony, obviously felt that something was different from before. The invisible and intangible things were closer.

The twelve-grade golden lotus glowing with intense white light was placed on the bronze tree, illuminating everything around it.

Bai Lingmiao held her breath, sat cross-legged under the bronze tree, closed her eyes, calmed down, and began to chant the sutra. Old Mother Wu Sheng, everyone in the world needs you. If you are in danger, we are here to help you!

. Xuan Mi's chanting sounds also sounded at this moment, like a smooth loach mixed into the chanting sounds of the White Lotus believers.

But Bai Lingmiao had no idea what happened next. She had immersed herself in the white light and sat down to meditate in an attempt to contact Wusheng Old Mother again.

In this vast chanting sound, Bai Lingmiao was obviously very close, but she always felt like there was something behind her.

If it had been in the past, she would have seen Wusheng Old Mother long ago, but now it seemed that something was blocking the connection.

Time passed little by little, but this situation did not change at all. On the contrary, it went even further. It seemed that she could no longer feel the existence of Wusheng Old Mother.

In the chaos, Bai Lingmiao was unwilling to give in. She moved hard, trying to get closer to Wu Sheng's old mother.

She really moved closer and the feeling came again. Although it was very thin, she felt the Wusheng Old Mother again.

Bai Lingmiao kept calling, but Wu Sheng's old mother seemed to be dead, just separated by a thin layer of gauze, not moving an inch.

.. At this moment, Xuan Mi's chanting became clearer in her ears, and she felt that she was moving faster.

Not only that, Bai Lingmiao also saw some threads on her body. Those threads were connected from her body to the old mother Wu Sheng who didn't know where she was.

Bai Lingmiao stretched out four hands and pulled the threads hard, trying hard to get closer to Wu Sheng's old mother.

Gradually, she was getting closer and closer to Wusheng Old Mother, so close that she could even see the big black mass wrapped around Wusheng Old Mother.

It was because of these things that Wusheng Old Mother stopped moving!

Bai Lingmiao tentatively reached out and touched the black color lightly. The next moment, a powerful desire to die enveloped her heart and washed away her mind. She had no other thoughts except the idea of ​​suicide.

Desperate, Bai Lingmiao slowly opened her eyes and found that for some reason she was not sitting cross-legged on the Temple of Heaven, and the huge bronze tree had also disappeared.

Only the Bingdilian glowing with white light was suspended above his head, holding him back from falling.

At this moment, the world was upside down, and he was floating in the air. A huge jade gate stood in front of him like a mountain.

But Bai Lingmiao felt that nothing mattered at this moment. She reached out and pulled out the hairpin, and was about to insert it into her neck.

Just when the sharp hairpin was about to sink into the white neck, a white-haired animal claw firmly restrained the hand holding the hairpin.

Li Sui!! The two gods opened their mouths full of fangs and shouted loudly to Xuan Mi, who was intercepting Xie Sui next to them: Something happened here! Didn't I say there was help? Where is your help?

There were evil spirits surrounding Bai Yujing everywhere. They seemed to be spying on the golden lotus and kept trying to get closer. The situation was once very chaotic.

As soon as she finished speaking, several cracks flew into the outer sky from below, tearing apart the evil spirits that were watching eagerly around them.

Li Huowang held the sword in both hands and gritted his teeth, flew up from below, pierced the white jade door with his sword, and hung there steadily.

The helper Xuan Mi mentioned before was obviously referring to Li Huowang.

What's going on! Why are you so close to Bai Yujing! Don't you know it's very dangerous here? Feeling the prying eyes behind the door, Li Huowang shouted to the others.

Xuan Mi waved her long sleeves vigorously to wipe away the evil spirit in front of her, turned around and explained: This place is closer to Bai Yujing.

Li Huowang! Help! The two gods' fangs moved up and down, firmly blocking Bai Lingmiao's upper and lower jaws as he tried to bite his tongue to commit suicide.