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

"This Little Western Paradise is, in a sense, a small world in itself!"

Lin Mo muttered to himself, "I never expected that there would be someone in Buddhism who is so proficient in formations."

He had always thought that Buddhism was only good at meditation and mental power, but he never expected that its mastery of spatial arrays was so profound.

The ingenuity and complexity of this teleportation array far surpasses the small world array patterns of the five major families.

"Perhaps Little Western Paradise has a method for creating a miniature world!"

With that in mind, Lin Mo began to modify the teleportation array.

He plans to reconnect Xiaoxitian.

A moment later, Lin Mo located the key points of the teleportation array.

The array points are distributed in the four directions and the very center of the stone platform, each consisting of an extremely complex set of runes.

The arrangement of the runes was unlike any array Lin Mo had ever seen before, carrying a distinct Buddhist style. The lines were rounded and smooth, like scriptures written in Sanskrit, rather than array diagrams drawn with geometric lines.

He then concentrated his immortal power at his fingertips and modified the formation.

He simply touched the core of the formation lightly.

The moment his fingertip touched the surface of the array's core, a tremendous rebound force surged from the depths of the runes, attempting to push his immortal power back.

But Lin Mo's immortal power was more profound and enduring than that rebound force.

As immortal power seeped in, the runes on the surface of the teleportation array began to change drastically. Under the guidance of his immortal power, the Sanskrit characters and array patterns rearranged, reorganized, and connected, opening a gap in the originally closed structure, revealing the coordinates leading to the Little Western Paradise.

A moment later, Lin Mo took out the Pangu Axe, a primordial spiritual treasure confiscated from the Hu family, and placed it in the core of the array.

As soon as the giant black axe entered the array's core, the primal force within the axe began to resonate with the spiritual energy of the teleportation array.

The runes in the array's core became even brighter under the brute force of Pangu's axe, and the originally slowly flowing light spots suddenly accelerated, causing the entire teleportation array to tremble slightly.

He then infused another surge of immortal power, completely fusing the power of the Pangu Axe with the structure of the teleportation array.

The teleportation array lit up instantly and began to rotate slowly.

All the Sanskrit characters and patterns on the surface of the stone platform simultaneously emitted a dazzling golden light, the vertical pillar of light suddenly expanded by one circle, and the moving light spots inside became denser.

A clear crack appeared in the void at the top of the pillar of light, emanating the aura of Little Western Paradise, carrying a rich Buddhist power and an ancient and serene charm.

"It's done!"

A hint of joy flashed across Lin Mo's face.

However, he did not immediately enter the teleportation array. Instead, he took out the Heluo Book and began to deduce its contents.

He immersed his consciousness into the pages of the book and silently recited the question.

The Dao patterns flowed slowly across the paper, and countless points of light jumped and recombine.

A moment later, four large characters slowly appeared in the center of the paper.

It's man-made.

Seeing this, Lin Mo frowned slightly.

The meaning of the He Luo Shu is clearly that whether something is a blessing or a curse depends on what one does.

It did not give a clear judgment of good or bad fortune, but left the outcome to him.

This means that Xiaoxitian's journey itself has no fixed fate; everything depends on his choices and actions.

In that case, be careful.

With this in mind, Lin Mo became extremely focused.

He put the Heluo Book into his spatial storage, checked his protective immortal power, and adjusted his bewitching power to a state where it could be released at any time.

Then he took a deep breath and stepped into the pillar of light of the teleportation array.

The next moment, a surge of Buddhist power, so intense it was almost tangible, rushed towards me.

The Buddha's power was warm and profound, as if it had been permeated by countless years of spiritual power, and even the air was tinged with a faint golden hue.

Lin Mo quickly looked around and found himself standing in a wide-open square, with white jade-like stone slabs under his feet, each engraved with fine Sanskrit characters, gleaming with a warm luster in the soft light.

Rows of Bodhi trees stand around the square, their trunks thick and their branches and leaves lush. Their canopies intertwine overhead to form a huge dome, completely obscuring the sky.

Occasionally, a few rays of golden light would leak through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

Several mountain peaks floated in the distant void, connected by rainbow-like arched bridges. Occasionally, a few figures dressed in monks' robes would walk slowly across the bridges, their steps unhurried and their faces serene.

A refreshing floral fragrance filled the air, as if it were flowing continuously from some unseen source.

The fragrance of the flowers was extremely faint and light, yet it was refreshing and invigorating, leaving one feeling calm and clear-headed.

He tried to circulate his divine power and found that it flowed much more smoothly in his meridians than in the outside world, as if the world itself was actively providing him with nourishment.

"Incredible! The concentration of spiritual energy here is even higher than that of the valley where the ancestral chaotic vein of Penglai Immortal Island is located."

Moreover, the spiritual energy contained a divine power rarely seen in the outside world!

As Lin Mo felt a surge of emotion, he used an invisibility spell to conceal his presence.

He walked along the path at the edge of the square, avoiding the suspended peaks and rainbow arch bridges, and chose a seemingly deserted path, heading deeper into Xiaoxitian.

The path is lined with bamboo groves, the bamboo stalks gleaming with a pale golden luster, their joints engraved with intricate scriptures, and emitting a low, chanting sound when the wind blows.

After walking for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the bamboo forest ahead suddenly opened up, revealing a quiet valley.

In the center of the valley stands a small hermitage, its walls made of white jade, its gate half-closed, from which faint voices could be heard.

Lin Mo did not rush to approach, but stopped at the edge of the bamboo forest and silently probed the courtyard with his divine sense.

There is a person in the monastery.

She was a young woman wearing a moon-white long dress with several delicate lotus flowers embroidered on the hem.

Her figure was slender and well-proportioned, her face delicate and beautiful, and her eyes and brows carried a kind of purity and detachment unique to nuns, but that purity also revealed an indescribable spirituality.

Her long hair was loosely tied up with a plain ribbon, with a few stray strands falling beside her ears, making her face look exceptionally soft.

The woman was standing beside a well in the courtyard, drawing water from it. Her movements were light and steady, and the wooden bucket barely splashed when it hit the water.

She picked up the bucket, poured the water into the stone vat, and then turned and walked towards the courtyard gate.

Lin Mo did not hesitate. He activated his bewitching power, precisely enveloping her sea of ​​consciousness the instant she stepped out of the courtyard gate.

The woman paused for a moment, her eyes shifting from clear to blank, and then from blank to submissive.

Lin Mo walked up to her and quickly accessed her memories.

Her name was Miaoyu, and she was a golden fairy maiden under the tutelage of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

They are responsible for serving the Bodhisattva's daily life and assisting with some trivial matters.

She was one of Guanyin's most trusted disciples and was often sent to various places to deliver messages or carry out tasks.

Lin Mo continued to peruse her memories, gaining an understanding of the power of the Little Western Heaven Immortal.

The strongest is Dipankara Buddha, a god-king of battle power. After the fall of the Buddha throne, he took control of the Buddhist realm.

Dipankara Buddha is a Buddha of the past who has been in seclusion in Little Western Paradise for countless eons and rarely appears in public, adhering to the principle of letting things take their natural course.

But all Buddhist disciples know that although he appears easygoing and indifferent to worldly affairs.

However, he is the only one in the entire Little Western Paradise to have reached the God King realm.

It is said that he has cultivated the Great Illumination Dharma to its ultimate level, and can illuminate the three thousand worlds in a single thought and destroy an entire star field with a wave of his hand.