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

Many other famous deities also possess considerable combat power.

Guanyin Bodhisattva is at the peak of true godhood, Manjushri Bodhisattva is at the late stage of true godhood, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva is at the late stage of true godhood, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is at the peak of true godhood, and Maitreya Buddha is at the middle stage of heavenly godhood.

There are also several more senior ancient Buddhas, such as Medicine Buddha, Akshobhya Buddha, and Ratnasambhava Buddha, who are all in the realm of gods and each secluded themselves in their own Buddha-land, detached from worldly affairs.

This shocked Lin Mo.

"Since they are so powerful, why didn't they descend to the mortal realm when I was conquering Xihe Niuzhou?"

Miaoyu spoke:

"In reply to the master, although these gods and Buddhas are powerful in battle, they do not concern themselves with worldly affairs and are all in seclusion."

Besides, what do the lives and deaths of peasants in the lower realm have to do with them?

Xiaoxitian is a Buddhist pure land, which is inherently isolated from the mundane world.

When people in the lower realm die, it is due to their karmic burdens.

It is a blessing for those in the lower realms to be alive.

The Buddhist order does not save those without affinity, nor does it rescue those without karma.

Lin Mo was speechless for a moment.

He understood.

The gods and Buddhas of Little Western Paradise weren't unaware of what was happening in the mortal realm; they simply didn't care.

In their view, everything in the lower realm is a result of cause and effect, karma, and the choice of sentient beings themselves.

They stand high above, overlooking the cycle of reincarnation in the Three Realms and Six Paths, yet they never interfere.

Even if the Xihe Niuzhou were invaded by the demon race, and even if countless lives were lost, they would only chant "Amitabha" and then continue their seclusion.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Mo decided to continue exploring the area under the identity of Miaoyu.

He sent Miaoyu to World Number One, and then used transformation magic to disguise himself as her.

From body shape to facial features, from hair color to skin luster, every detail was adjusted to be exactly the same as Miaoyu's.

He had also changed into a moon-white long dress, the lotus embroidery on the hem swaying gently in the breeze.

They returned to Little Western Paradise and headed towards the Sutra Repository from Miaoyu's memory.

We passed through several corridors and arched bridges, and circled around several suspended mountain peaks.

He encountered several monks along the way, and he bowed slightly, put his hands together, and greeted them in the same way Miaoyu usually did.

The monks all returned the greeting with their palms together, and no one gave him a second glance.

Just as Lin Mo continued to delve deeper, a floating lotus platform drifted down and landed in front of him.

Sitting atop the robe was an extremely beautiful woman, dressed in a plain white monk's robe with pale gold lotus patterns embroidered on the hem. Her long hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, and her face was dignified and kind, with a gentle compassion in her eyes.

"Holy crap, Guanyin!"

Lin Mo's impression of Guanyin is not only based on Miaoyu's memories, but also on the fact that Chang'e once transformed into her appearance to help Lin Mo recharge.

Guanyin did not realize that the Jade Maiden was an illusion created by Lin Mo.

She landed in front of Lin Mo, her gaze lingered on his face for a moment, then she nodded slightly and said calmly:

"Miaoyu, you've come at the perfect time."

"Come with me, and I will grant you a great destiny."

Lin Mo clasped his hands in prayer and followed behind Guanyin.

Guanyin led him through several corridors, around several floating islands, and towards a valley deep within Little Western Paradise.

The valley was shrouded in a layer of pale golden mist, within which one could faintly smell an extremely rich spiritual energy, purer and more profound than that of other places in Little Western Paradise.

As the two entered the valley, the view suddenly opened up before them.

In the center of the valley is a natural hot spring. The hot spring is not large, only a few feet square. The water is a translucent milky white, with a very thin layer of mist floating on the surface.

Fine bubbles continuously rise from the bottom of the hot spring, and each bubble releases a wisp of pure divine power when it bursts, forming a thin halo in the air.

Guanyin stopped by the hot spring and turned to look at Lin Mo:

"This divine spring is a good thing; it contains an unhealthy divine liquid."

"Your aptitude is too poor, you've been stuck at the Golden Immortal level for so long. Come in and absorb some of the Unfavorable Divine Liquid with me; it will help improve your aptitude."

Guanyin said this as she walked towards the hot spring.

Her plain white monk's robe slipped off her shoulders and piled up on the stone platform beside the hot spring.

Her figure was partially visible in the milky white pool water, which just reached her waist, revealing her upper body in the thin mist.

Her skin was even whiter and more delicate than Lin Mo had expected, like mutton fat jade that had been nourished by Buddhist power for countless years, gleaming with a warm luster in the dim light of the hot spring.

The lines of her shoulders and neck are smooth and graceful, her collarbones are exquisitely sculpted, and her long hair falls from the back of her head, with the ends of her hair dipping into the water and spreading out in a dark fan shape on the surface of the pool.

Lin Mo stared at Guanyin's retreating figure, swallowing hard.

"Yes, Master!"

Lin Mo quickly took off his clothes and jumped into the water.

The warm spring water reached above his chest, and the intense, almost tangible divine power seeped into his meridians through his skin, instantly activating the Qi in his dantian.

He took a deep breath and could clearly feel the Divine Elixir of Inevil seeping into his pores and into his meridians as the spring water flowed, where it merged, blended, and transformed with the immortal power in his dantian.

Just as Lin Mo was enjoying the hot spring, Guanyin spoke again:

"Miaoyu, why haven't you come to serve your master during his bath?"

"Well……"

Lin Mo's expression instantly turned strange.

My mind raced. Serving someone during a bath?

He didn't even know how Miaoyu usually served Guanyin during her bath; he didn't look at these details when he was going through Miaoyu's memories.

"Why aren't you coming over yet?"

Guanyin's voice sounded somewhat impatient.

"They're here!"

Lin Mo steeled himself and walked up to her, standing somewhat bewildered in the water.

He had no idea what the specific bathing process Guanyin had described was.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up!"

The scarf was extremely thin and soft, made of a material between silk and sericulture. When soaked in water, it felt almost weightless in the palm of your hand.

She turned around, her back to Lin Mo, exposing her entire back to him.

The lines of that back were smooth and graceful, with slightly raised shoulder blades, deep waist dimples, and skin that shone with a delicate luster from being soaked in spring water.

Lin Mo took the gauze and began to wipe her back.

The Way is neither too light nor too heavy.

With my palm pressed against Guanyin's skin through a thin gauze scarf, I could feel the muscles in her back tense slightly upon contact, then quickly relax.

"Miaoyu, your strength seems to have increased in just a few days..."

Guanyin closed her eyes and slowly spoke.

Her voice was more languid than before, with a long, drawn-out ending, carrying a sense of contentment from being pampered.

"Did Master hurt you?"

"How could that be? You are merely a Golden Immortal, while I am already a True God. How could you possibly hurt me?"

Just use all your strength, it's hard on me!

"good!"

Lin Mo nodded, increasing the force in his hands considerably, but he still didn't surpass the level of a Golden Immortal.

He dared not use his full strength, as he was currently impersonating Miaoyu, whose cultivation level was only at the Golden Immortal realm.

If he, a cultivator at the late stage of True God, were to unleash his full power, his strength would likely be dozens of times greater than Miaoyu's; a single swipe of his gauze could rub sparks off Guanyin's back.

"Hmm... your technique was exceptionally good today."

Guanyin sighed softly.

"Looks like you've been working hard behind the scenes! Thank you for your dedication!"