Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

"Wearing this robe can protect you from being spied on."

"At the party, I will take you to the temple to worship the Buddha of Joy. Once you become her disciple, she will grant you a divine position!"

Lin Mo nodded, thinking to himself:

"It seems that cultivation at this Joyful Temple requires the permission of the Joyful Buddha first!"

At midnight, the two left the bamboo house. Miaozhen walked in front, and Lin Mo followed behind, keeping a distance of three steps.

The fog in the bamboo forest was thicker than before, and the moonlight shone through the clouds, casting a thin, silvery-white veil among the bamboo leaves.

Miaozhen's steps were very light, and her gray-white monk's robe fluttered in the mist, like a piece of paper gliding along the ground.

Lin Mo was wearing a dark red kasaya, the gold patterns on which shimmered slightly in the moonlight, completely concealing his presence within the kasaya's coverage. None of the patrolling nuns along the way noticed his presence.

They bypassed the front hall and corridors, and went up a hidden stone staircase behind the Huanxi Temple.

The stone steps were narrow and steep, with moss growing on both sides, making them slippery underfoot.

Miaozhen walked steadily, her bare feet making almost no sound on the stone steps, occasionally glancing back to see if Lin Mo was following.

At the end of the stone steps is the back door of the temple.

A narrow wooden door was ajar. Miaozhen reached out and pushed it open, then slipped inside.

Lin Mo followed behind, bent down, passed through the doorway, and entered the temple.

All the candles in the hall had been extinguished, except for the ever-burning lamp in front of the Buddha statue, whose dark red flame flickered in the darkness, casting the outline of the Buddha statue in an intermittent light.

The Buddha of Joy still maintained its alluring posture, its pink body glowing with a warm luster in the firelight, and the smile on its face appearing particularly eerie in the interplay of light and shadow.

Miaozhen knelt down in front of the Buddha statue, gesturing for Lin Mo to kneel down beside her as well.

She took out a small copper bell from her sleeve and gently shook it in front of the Buddha statue.

The bell rang crisply and briefly, echoing three times in the empty hall before dissipating.

Then she began to recite the scriptures, still in that awkward and obscure language, with a strange rhythm between the syllables, like some ancient ritual unknown to outsiders.

Lin Mo knelt beside her, pulling the dark red cassock tighter around himself.

The golden patterns on the robe began to flow slowly amidst the chanting of scriptures, as if responding to some kind of call.

He could feel a warm energy emanating from the surface of the robe, seeping into his body along his shoulders and back, forming a very thin protective layer on his skin.

After Miaozhen finished reciting the last passage of scripture, she bowed down in worship.

Her forehead pressed against the cold ground, her long hair slipping out of her monk's hat and spreading out at her sides.

Then she looked up and whispered something to Lin Mo:

"Repeat after me."

She reads a sentence, and Lin Mo repeats it after her.

Even if Lin Mo had a complete language encyclopedia, he wouldn't understand what those syllables meant.

Each time Lin Mo spoke, a strange sensation welled up in his throat, as if something was crawling down his vocal cords. When he recited the third line, the dark red bead between the Buddha's eyebrows suddenly lit up.

Light seeped outwards from inside the bead, as if awakened from slumber by some force.

When the fifth sentence was recited, an extremely thin pink ray of light shot out from the bead and precisely entered Lin Mo's brow.

Lin Mo felt something crawl into his body.

The thing was extremely thin and small, like a seed. It entered from between his eyebrows, traveled down along his meridians, and finally landed in his dantian.

Then it began to grow. Using his dantian as soil and his immortal power as nutrients, the seed took root, sprouted, and expanded rapidly in a very short time.

His dantian underwent a dramatic change in that instant. The originally chaotic-colored pill was entangled, wrapped, and permeated by the pink root. The law patterns on the surface were covered by a layer of pink light film, and the internal structure was rearranged.

He then found that his understanding of the laws of the world had taken a step closer.

That feeling was strange.

When he was trying to comprehend the laws before, it was like groping around in a pitch-black room, with each law being a door that needed to be pushed open with great effort.

But now that layer of pink light covered his dantian, he felt that his perception of the world around him had become extremely sharp, as if someone had lit a lamp in the dark.

Those originally vague nodes of the law became clear and bright in his perception, and every line, every node, and every connection was within reach.

He didn't even need to consciously comprehend them; those laws seemed to be drawn to him by something, flowing into his sea of ​​consciousness on their own.

His cultivation level even broke through the Heavenly Dao, advancing to the early stage of the True God Realm.

The immortal power in his dantian underwent a qualitative change in that instant.

The originally heavy immortal power was compressed, purified, and rearranged, transforming into a more condensed and lighter force.

He could feel his spiritual sense expanding rapidly, his physical body strengthening quickly, and his soul solidifying rapidly.

The magnitude of that improvement far exceeded his expectations, skipping directly from the early stage of the Heavenly Dao to the middle, late, and peak stages, and stepping into the early stage of the True God Realm in one fell swoop.

Leaping through several minor realms in succession would be an earth-shattering opportunity in any world.

Lin Mo, who had jumped several minor realms in a row, was not happy at all, but rather worried.

He looked inward and discovered that his dantian had changed.

The chaotic-colored pill has disappeared.

In its original spot, a small pink insect was perched.

The insect was about the size of a thumb, and its body was a translucent pink color. Its body was composed of segmented ring structures, and each segment was covered with fine golden patterns.

Its head is embedded with a tiny dark red bead, which is positioned directly in front of the center of the dantian. A faint red light emanates from the bead as it breathes slowly.

Countless extremely fine pink threads extended from the insect's body, and these threads, like roots, burrowed into its meridians, bones, and flesh, connecting its entire body together.

"What kind of heretical practice is this!"

Lin Mo felt that this whole thing was strange no matter how you looked at it.

His dantian was occupied by an insect.

His cultivation level improved thanks to this insect.

His understanding of the laws also came from this insect.

He is now completely bound to this insect. As long as the insect is there, his cultivation level will remain; if the insect dies or is taken away, what will happen to his cultivation level?

He dared not think.