Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. Why did that voice sound somewhat familiar?
Zhao Min and the Yellow-robed Woman also looked up at the same time. A large group of people wearing white headscarves suddenly emerged from the grass nearby and surrounded their party.
Song Qingshu felt slightly embarrassed. He had truly been too careless, so occupied with talking to Zhao Min that he had not even noticed they had entered the enemy's encirclement.
"True Void Homeland, Wusheng Laomu~"
"True Void Homeland, Wusheng Laomu~"
"True Void Homeland, Wusheng Laomu~"
After surrounding them, the group assumed a strange posture in unison and muttered incessantly. The droning sound made the women dizzy.
"What are they babbling about?" Song Qingshu was thoroughly baffled. He understood every word individually, yet could not understand them when they were put together.
The Yellow-robed Woman's expression darkened. "They are from the White Lotus Society. The White Lotus Society worships Wusheng Laomu, believing her to be an ancient Buddha of Heaven, unborn and undying. She wishes to deliver the children of the mortal world back to the heavenly realm, sparing them from calamity. This heavenly realm is the True Void Homeland. 'True Void Homeland, Wusheng Laomu' is the eight-character mantra worshipped by all believers. You can think of it as something like monks constantly chanting Amitabha or the Western Paradise."
"The White Lotus Society?" Song Qingshu immediately perked up and looked eagerly at the White Lotus followers. In the films and television dramas of his previous life, the White Lotus Society had been one of the most frequently appearing villainous factions. Now that he had seen living members with his own eyes, how could he not be excited?
"By the way, novels always say that your White Lotus Society has Saintesses and Holy Mothers. What was the