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

After thinking about it for a long time without finding a solution, she could only put the matter aside for the time being.

She then assessed Lin Mo's cultivation level.

He has reached the True God Realm, a level higher than when he cultivated with her before.

Without the Yang worm, one cannot break through.

She stood in the center of the quiet room, remaining silent for a long time.

"Come with me."

She suddenly spoke up and led Lin Mo back to the statue of the Buddha of Joy to request a divine position for him.

The temple remained dimly lit, with the flames of the eternal lamps flickering before the Buddha statue.

The abbot knelt before the Buddha statue, chanting incantations.

Her voice was lower than when she was Miaozhen, and those awkward and obscure syllables flowed from her throat, echoing in the empty hall.

The dark red bead between the Buddha's eyebrows lit up again, the light seeping outward from the inside of the bead, growing brighter and brighter.

A very thin pink ray of light shot out from the bead and precisely entered Lin Mo's brow.

The feeling was the same as last time.

A seed enters from between the eyebrows, travels down the meridians, and lands in the dantian, where it takes root and sprouts.

A moment later, another small pink insect appeared in his dantian. It was about the same size as the previous one, but the patterns on its surface were slightly different.

Its head is embedded with a tiny dark red bead, and countless fine pink threads extend from its body, piercing into its veins, bones, and flesh.

This divine insect is also an alien divine insect.

Lin Mo sensed its abilities the moment he came into contact with it.

Just like Miao Chen's "control"!

By forcibly taking over the will of the other party through their offspring, it can be simply called bewitching.

This shocked Lin Mo.

The host also looked pleasantly surprised.

Under normal circumstances, the number of alien insects in a world is limited.

Whenever a host of a supernatural insect dies, the insect does not disappear immediately, but returns to the Heavenly Pool to compete with the Yin insects in the world again, waiting for the next destined person, just like reincarnation.

Others may be able to rediscover the new alien insects.

Therefore, those who control the alien insects are the enemies of all cultivators.

When you encounter other forces, they will either devour your alien insects to inherit your strange abilities, or they will try to kill you so that the alien insects can return to the Heavenly Pool and allow their own forces to draw cards.

Lin Mo was too lucky. He lost his Devouring God Worm, but after Miao Chen died, the Bewitching God Worm was given to him again.

"Excellent! Once he reaches the peak of True Godhood, I'll devour his alien insects and attain God King status in one fell swoop!"

The host couldn't help but smile.

Her gaze fell on Lin Mo's dantian, and the light in her eyes shone even brighter than before.

In her view, this alien insect was only temporarily residing in Lin Mo's body.

When it grows big enough, on the day she is ready, she will take it out herself, swallow it, and then become the God-King.

Lin Mo was merely a temporary vessel for that insect.

"It's a pity, we'll have to keep finding insects to improve his strength!"

The host, who had originally wanted to save himself the trouble, was now busy again with cultivation resources.

However, this is a good thing in a way.

If it weren't for the goal of becoming a God-King, she would have kept Lin Mo hidden away, ensuring he belonged only to her.

"From now on, you're mine alone!"

The host took the initiative to sit in Lin Mo's lap, intending to relax for a bit.

During the process, Lin Mo once again activated the Yin-Yang Technique.

Feeling the suction force, the host's eyes widened suddenly:

"How can you still devour the divine power within me!"

"I don't know..."

Lin Mo shook his head, feigning innocence.

The host, however, had mixed feelings of joy and worry, never expecting that Lin Mo would be shared away again.

A few days later, after a period of deep relaxation, the host was once again guided by reason.

She stood up and straightened her robe:

"Starting tomorrow, I will continue my training with the disciples in the temple."

"good!"

Lin Mo nodded.

The presiding official then summoned four elders:

"You'd better take good care of them today!"

After she finished speaking, she transmitted her voice to Lin Mo:

"Absorb their divine power with all your might!"

Lin Mo glanced at the four beautiful women beside him, feeling secretly pleased, but nodded reluctantly.

"Alright!"

A hint of joy flashed across the faces of the four beautiful elder women.

To be honest, they were also quite attracted to Lin Mo. After all, most cultivators might never even see a man in their entire lives. Previously, they had only asked the disciples to cultivate and hadn't been invited, which made them feel a little uncomfortable.

I never thought it would be my turn today!

"Thank you, host!"

The four beautiful elder women bowed in unison.

These four elders, despite their advanced age, really had very little experience.

They have lived for thousands of years, but their cultivation is stuck at the late stage of the Celestial God realm. They spend their days cultivating and chanting scriptures. To them, matters between men and women are no different from heavenly books.

Therefore, in the process of Lin Mo taking the lead, he inevitably gave them a vivid biology lesson.

The Yin-Yang Technique and the Star Absorbing Skill circulated through the meridians of the four elders, like withered saplings greedily absorbing sweet rain.

At first, the four elders maintained the airs of monks, with solemn expressions and steady breathing. But as time passed, their breathing became rapid, and their fingers began to unconsciously clench the hem of their robes.

Early in the morning, a nun knocked on the door.

The four elders then left the room, still feeling quite unsatisfied.

They met the young nun who had come to cultivate at the entrance. All four of them had an unnatural flush on their faces, their eyes were somewhat unfocused, and their steps were unsteady.

At night, the host pushed open the door and came in.

Lin Mo was sitting cross-legged on a futon with his eyes closed, resting.

The host didn't speak, but walked straight up to him, looked down at him for a while, and then bent down, his deep red robe slipping off his shoulders and bunching up at his waist.

Her movements were much more skillful and composed than before.

Lin Mo sighed deeply, feeling like he had become a donkey in the production team.

During the process, Lin Mo secretly circulated his Yin-Yang Technique, subtly influencing the host's thoughts. Although the effect might be minimal, it might have some miraculous effect at a crucial moment.

The abbot closed his eyes, his breathing gradually slowed, his face gradually became warm and rosy, and he was completely immersed in the operation of the Joyful Meditation, almost unaware of the little insect's devouring.

After a long while, the abbot got up from his embrace, straightened his robes, and then reached out and placed his palm on the abbot's dantian.

Her Buddhist power seeped into his meridians, slowly probing around his dantian, sensing the growth of the small pink worm. After a moment, she withdrew her hand and nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad, it's gotten even bigger than yesterday."

One day, two days, three days.

As the insect grew larger, the golden patterns on its surface became denser, and the dark red bead on its head became brighter.

Its size has grown from the initial thumb size to almost the size of a fist. Its body is translucent pink, and the golden patterns inside are as dense as blood vessels. The dark red bead on its head pulsates slowly, and with each pulsation, a faint red light spreads outward.

Lin Mo's cultivation level is also steadily rising, from late True God stage to late True God stage, and he is very close to the peak of True God.

"In another ten days, he should be able to break through to the peak of True God!"

The host muttered to himself, his eyes shining.

It was much faster than the 49 days she had initially planned.

Her original plan was for Lin Mo to take forty-nine days, but she didn't expect him to make such rapid progress.