Mutated Tao Chapter 712: Believers
Chapter 712 Believers
Li Huowang, who was naked from the upper body, panted heavily with an extremely painful expression.
He watched his body split and close uncontrollably, but there was nothing he could do.
The sweat that flowed out from the pain slid down into the fissures of flesh and blood, making Li Huowang’s body twitch with pain.
He has endured severe pains in the past, but that feeling is only a momentary thing, but this feeling has always existed, and it will intensify.
Bai Lingmiao on the side tried to help, but no matter whether it was a ji or dancing master, no matter what he invited, it had no effect on Li Huowang.
Li Huowang knew it was useless, just because this kind of torture came from Siming Bazhen, these cats and dogs couldn’t stand anything in his eyes.
With the continuous increase of steps, at the beginning, the body’s sensitivity increased and the healing ability improved.
But it is obvious that Ba Hui is not just waiting for himself to harm himself, he wants to torture himself himself.
It is rumored that after reaching a certain level, he will become Ba Fei’s heart, and he seems to be getting there soon.
Judging from the current situation, I am afraid that when he really becomes the heart of Ba Jin, 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 Ji? You still don’t give up?” Li Huowang asked about the severe pain in his body at the moment.
Pain, as a feeling, naturally has no response. Li Huowang sat there talking to himself, his consciousness was a little confused by the continuous severe pain.
Fortunately, this feeling didn’t last long. After two sticks of incense, the open wound on Li Huowang’s body healed quickly.
“I’ll rest for a while.” Li Huowang, who was exhausted by the severe pain, lay back and fell asleep immediately. He was so tired.
Bai Lingmiao leaned over and looked at Li Huowang at this moment, feeling distressed in her heart. She brought a basin of warm water, put the towel in and took it out, wringed it dry, and began to wipe Li Huowang’s body.
In just a short while, the wound on Li Huowang’s body had scabbed over, and as Bai Lingmiao wiped it, it fell down with a splash.
Li Sui’s tentacles stretched out from behind, sucked up all the scabs with a suction cup and slowly pulled them back. After a while, Bai Lingmiao heard a clicking sound behind him.
After washing Li Huowang’s feet, Bai Lingmiao covered Li Huowang with the quilt, turned around and was ready to go out.
“Sui Sui, your father is very tired today, you sleep with him, take good care of him, don’t let other people disturb him.”
“Okay.” The slim Li Sui walked to the bedside and opened his cherry mouth, wriggling tentacles came out of it, and quickly burrowed into Li Huowang’s quilt.
Seeing Li Sui folded his body on the bed like folding clothes, Bai Lingmiao turned and walked out of the room.
“Li Huowang can bear it now. If this kind of trouble is not removed, I am afraid that this severe pain will follow him for the rest of his life.”
Hearing the words of the two gods in his mind, Bai Lingmiao kept walking in silence.
Soon she walked into a somewhat crowded alley, where lotus flowers were hung or painted on the wooden doors, and many banners were hung under the eaves. This is the place of the White Lotus Sect.
All beings are equal under the white lotus, and there are no poor and blessed people who can stay here, only devout believers in the white lotus.
Through some open doors, one can even see a group of people kneeling silently on the ground.
Everyone who came across from Bai Lingmiao bowed their heads respectfully and stood beside them.
Soon she came to a hall full of candles. In the center of the hall, there was a white radiant Bingdilian, illuminating the whole room like daytime.
Bai Lingmiao came to the futon, knelt down on both knees, and prayed silently to the white lotus with her hands together. “Greatly merciful, lifeless old mother, I pray that you can let senior brother Li get out of the sea of suffering as soon as possible.”
Bai Lian’s light began to change slightly, as if something happened but nothing changed.
After praying silently for a long time, Bai Lingmiao watched Bai Lian open her eyes, “I voluntarily abandon everything to serve you for the rest of my life. I hope my old mother will take care of us.”
“Disciple is willing to chant sutras for you thousands of times, with sincerity and respect, and worship and recite.”
“However, you once promised disciple that if you plot against disciple in this matter, then I will make you regret it.”
After saying this softly and softly, Bai Lingmiao bowed three times and kowtowed nine times to the Bingdilian again.
Bai Lian’s radiance suddenly rose sharply, and a beam of light shot into Bai Lingmiao’s brow, and soon she felt some kind of compassionate emotion, and there was no other emotion in her heart.
In the vast expanse of whiteness, Bai Lingmiao seemed to see something. It was Li Huowang, a very abstract and distorted Li Huowang.
Soon a cloud of blood rushed to his left side, and on his right side was another Li Huowang drilled out of his palm. This Li Huowang was very weird.
The two-faced Li Huowang and Bloody pulled Li Huowang in the middle and began to exert force.
As Bai Lingmiao woke up like a dream, she immediately understood what Wu Sheng’s mother had expressed to herself.
This seems to be a prophecy or some kind of revelation. Li Huowang can no longer use the Nestorian spells, especially he can no longer ascend the steps. If he continues, I am afraid he will really become two halves!
“Thank you for your kind and compassionate old mother, my disciple, thank you.” Bai Lingmiao knelt down devoutly and then stood up and walked towards Li Huowang’s bedroom.
But just as she walked out of the alley, she saw Lu Xiucai walking towards her with a haggard face.
“Master.” He lowered his head towards Bai Lingmiao.
Seeing his left hand with two broken fingers, Bai Lingmiao asked Daqianlu not to use it anymore, and left in a hurry.
After watching Bai Lingmiao leave, Lu Xiucai walked into a one-story house 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 prostrated himself in front of the painting like a statue.
“Disciple Lu Xiucai has made up his mind. He will never marry or have children for the rest of his life. He will never touch any meat or touch gold or silver. He is willing to suffer three disasters and three calamities for his lifeless mother.”
After he finished speaking, a middle-aged aunt came out from the corner. She was Lian Zhibei who had found Bai Lingmiao.
She stripped Lu Xiucai’s clothes off, revealing his scarred back.
Just 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 used a tattoo needle to rub against the white lotus in the mural, and then tattooed Lu Xiucai.
A needle pierced his back, and Lu Xiucai’s lotus turned white from the pain, but he didn’t dare to move an inch, and clenched his mouth tightly.