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

The next morning, Miaozhen took Lin Mo to see the abbot.

In the early morning, Huanxi Temple was shrouded in a thin mist, and the eaves of the halls appeared and disappeared in the mist, like a mirage floating in mid-air.

The two walked up the stone steps from the bamboo forest to the mountaintop, passing several side halls and corridors along the way, encountering more and more nuns along the way.

They walked in twos and threes on their way to morning prayers, holding scriptures in their hands, their faces solemn.

The first nun to notice him was walking with her head down when a pair of men's boots suddenly appeared in her line of sight. She instinctively looked up and froze as if she had been frozen in place.

Her mouth was slightly open, and the scroll in her hand almost fell to the ground. Her eyes swept from Lin Mo's face to his shoulder, then from his shoulder to his waist, and finally landed on his chest, which was covered by his robe.

Her cheeks flushed red at a visible speed, and even her ears felt burning hot.

The second, the third, the fourth—more and more people stopped in their tracks.

The nuns on both sides of the stone steps seemed to be drawn by some invisible force, their gazes all falling on Lin Mo.

Someone pretended to be chanting scriptures with their head down, but kept glancing at him out of the corner of their eye;

Some people simply stopped pretending and stared straight at him, whispering something to the junior sister next to them.

Several older nuns stood behind the pillars in the corridor, half-hiding themselves, but their eyes followed his back through the gaps in the pillars.

Lin Mo walked half a step behind Miao Zhen, wearing a dark red kasaya, the golden patterns on the kasaya flowing slightly in the morning light.

A faint smile even played at the corners of his lips; he was overjoyed.

The nuns at Huanxi Temple are all incredibly beautiful.

From Miaozhen to Miaochen, and then to all the others I saw along the way, there were those who were aloof, those who were sweet, those who were dignified, and those who were charming; each had her own unique beauty, whether plump or slender.

What's wrong with being a gigolo?

An inopportune thought even popped into his head:

If this were on Earth, Huanxi Temple would be a top-tier private club.

The two passed through the front hall and walked along the corridor to a secluded courtyard at the deepest part of the temple.

Above the gate of the courtyard hangs a wooden plaque with the words "Cihang" written on it.

The courtyard gate was ajar. Miaozhen stopped in front of the gate, straightened her clothes, and then gently knocked three times.

"Come in."

A soft and steady voice came from inside the door. The tone was not loud, but it carried a weight that made people want to obey.

Miaozhen pushed open the door and stepped aside to let Lin Mo go in first.

The courtyard is not large, but it is decorated with great elegance.

A tree in the courtyard is covered with white flowers, and the petals flutter down in the breeze, covering the ground with a thin white carpet.

Under the tree was a stone table and two stone stools. On the table were a celadon teapot and an upside-down teacup.

At the end of the courtyard is a quiet room facing south, with the curtain half-drawn, and a warm yellow light faintly shining through.

The host sat on a futon in the quiet room.

She wore a deep red cassock, similar in style to the one Miaozhen had given Lin Mo, but thicker and with more intricate gold patterns along the edges.

Her face was more mature than Miaozhen and Miaochen's, and she looked to be in her early thirties, the age when a woman is most charming.

Her features were delicate and dignified, her eyes and brows conveying a sense of composure and clarity that comes with the passage of time, and a faint smile played on her lips.

Her skin was fair and delicate, and her figure was plump yet well-proportioned. The deep red kasaya wrapped around her body made her look like a Bodhisattva statue that had been worshipped for many years, gentle yet dignified.

The moment she saw Lin Mo, a look of joy flashed across her face.

She stood up and quickly walked to Lin Mo, looking him over closely.

Her gaze moved from his face to his shoulders, from his shoulders to his waist and abdomen, and then from his waist and abdomen to the tips of his boots peeking out from under the hem of his robe.

Her breathing became a little more rapid than before, and the light in her eyes brightened a bit.

"Okay, okay!"

She said "good" three times in a row, her satisfaction evident in her voice.

"Where do you come from, sir?"

"I don't know either, I just opened my eyes and found myself in the nearby forest!"

Lin Mo made it up.

"Yes, host. I saw him wandering alone in the woods and worried that he might be in danger, so I brought him back."

"Miaozhen, you did a good job. You may leave now."

Miaozhen bowed her head and replied "Yes," then turned and left the courtyard.

As she left, she glanced back at Lin Mo, her gaze filled with a complex mix of emotions and reluctance.

After the courtyard gate closed, the abbot's gaze lingered for a moment on the area around the boy's dantian, as if sensing something.

A moment later, the host looked inward at his dantian, where a worm almost identical to the pink worm parasitizing Lin Mo's body was coiled.

However, the worm inside her was larger and darker in color, and had grown to almost the size of a fist.

However, the magnetic insect within her body only possesses the yin aspect, being extremely yin and devoid of yang, thus it can never achieve perfection.

She has been stuck at the peak of the Celestial God realm for thousands of years, and no matter how she cultivates, she cannot break through to the God King realm.

Until today, she saw Lin Mo.

She could clearly sense that the pink worm inside Lin Mo's body was the yang aspect.

If the two magnetic insects, Yin and Yang, can merge into one body, they will evolve into a Yin-Yang body, at which point breaking through to the God King realm will be a natural outcome.

She was secretly making plans in her heart, but her face still wore that gentle and calm smile.

Then she took Lin Mo to her residence.

The mansion is located in a secluded valley behind Huanxi Temple and is several times larger than the front hall, Jihangin.

The entire mansion is built against the mountain, with pavilions and towers scattered in a well-organized manner. A stream flows out from the depths of the valley, passes through the garden in the center of the mansion, and converges into a clear pond among the artificial hills.

A grove of pink flowering trees grows along the edge of the pond, their petals falling onto the water and drifting with the current.

The abbot led Lin Mo to a spacious quiet room, had him sit on a futon, and then took out a jade box from his storage ring.

The moment the jade box was opened, a strong, sweet aroma wafted out, like some kind of over-fermented nectar.

The jade box contained rows of insects neatly arranged.

The insects were of various shapes and sizes; some were entirely green, like a piece of jade carved into the shape of an insect.

Some are entirely golden, with their wings covered in fine scales;

Others are translucent milky white, with faintly visible flowing light spots inside;

"These are cultivation resources that can help you solidify your divine position and improve your cultivation level."

The host pushed the jade box in front of Lin Mo, saying, "Eat them."

Lin Mo looked down at the rows of wriggling insects. Some were still crawling slowly, some had curled up into balls, and some were spitting out strands of colorful silk from their mouths.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he asked uncertainly:

"have eaten?"