Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

Buddhism is a traditional religion in Kyushu. How it came about, Bai Mo did not find the answer in the history books.

Over five thousand years of ups and downs, the ancient civilization on this land has forgotten many things.

It’s just based on speculation on the Internet and the performance of some magicians who believe in Buddhism.

Buddhism is closely related to the spiritual system, and it has produced many masters of the space system.

Every Buddhist temple is a private area for Buddhists, although cultivation quotas are allocated to all walks of life every year.

But they pay attention to fate, and how much they gain in the temple depends entirely on themselves.

The same is true of Jing'an Stone Temple.

As soon as Bai Mo stepped over the simple threshold and stepped into it, he felt the relaxation and comfort from his soul.

What catches the eye is the vigorous ginkgo tree, with its golden leaves adorning the simple blue bricks at your feet. Xiuzhu of the same color stretched out a tall body from behind the courtyard wall.

A quiet and peaceful place.

Jing'an Stone Temple is located in the back courtyard of Jing'an Temple. It is simple and elegant, while in front is a renovated normal Buddhist temple, providing a place for people to worship Buddha and offer incense.

Bai Mo does not pay homage to the Buddha, nor does he read Buddhist scriptures. I can't tell how unique the flowers, plants, rocks and trees in the backyard are. I just think it has a different charm here.

The same was true for Mei Qian and Zhou Tianyuan next to him.

"Squeak~"

The door of the ancient stone temple in front of them was pushed open, and the elderly monk stood like an old pine tree at the door. He faced them with a smile, and his eyes were crystal clear, as if he could detect everything in the world.

I saw him clasping his hands together and saying: "The three donors are here. Time is precious, so I won't disturb you. When the time is up, someone will tell the three of them to perform."

When Bai Mo and the others heard this, they also put their palms together in front of them and returned the salute.

"Thank you, Master, for showing me the way!"

The wise monk smiled slightly and stepped out.

"Let's go in." Mei Qian glanced at Bai Mo and Zhou Tianyuan and said.

"Yes." The two nodded and looked at the temple door, which was pitch dark and could not see the contents inside.

They walked in one after another.

As soon as he stepped into the temple gate, Bai Mo felt his eyes light up. In front of him, a simple and solemn Buddha statue sat on a high platform.

There is an incense cauldron placed in front of the Buddha statue. Next to the cauldron is a pile of incense in a wooden box.

Not far in front of the tripod is a futon.

Bai Mo looked around and found that only the Buddha statue, the incense tripod, the incense and the futon in front of him were clear.

The rest was still invisible darkness.

Zhou Tianyuan and Mei Qian, who came with them, have disappeared.

Thinking of the space fluctuation he felt when he came in, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

Then he turned his gaze again to the small space in front of him that he could see clearly.

He scanned carefully and found no wooden fish.

Bai Mo took two steps forward, came to the cauldron, and took three sticks of incense from the incense box.

Light it with the candle burning next to it and insert it into the incense cauldron in front of you.

After all, it is an unscientific magical world, and he would rather believe that it exists than that it does not exist.

After doing this, Bai Mo sat cross-legged on the futon. He reached around, took out a wooden fish from the open space, and started to knock.

He wanted to see what surprises were waiting for him.

"Da da da~"

A calm and clear voice sounded in the silent space. Bai Mo didn't feel anything unusual at first, but as he continued to knock.

He felt as if his spirit was tied to something and became a little heavy.

In his invisible spiritual world, the silver stardust rotated slowly, almost as fast as his usual meditation and practice speed.

"It is rumored that the Buddhist music in Jing'an Stone Temple has the magical effect of improving spiritual power, and can even help people break through the spiritual realm."

More than two months ago, the words of the head teacher Suning when he informed them of the experience evaluation came to mind.

In Bai Mo's opinion, this should be the function of knocking on the wooden fish.

Therefore, his movements did not stop, and he struck the wooden fish in his hand again and again despite the increasingly heavy mental pressure.

"Da da da~"

The gentle voice was still ringing continuously, but Bai Mo felt that he could no longer hear clearly. The invisible pressure became stronger, and his forehead was already covered with sweat.

It even felt as if my head had become someone else's wooden fish, being hit again and again.

Bai Mo didn't know how long he had been knocking, maybe a day, maybe half a day.

But he could no longer hold on, his body could no longer withstand the mental pressure, and he subconsciously stopped tapping.

So as the sound of the wooden fish disappeared in the space, the mental oppression receded like a tide.

He took out his phone and checked the time. It was six o'clock in the evening. They came at eight o'clock in the morning.

When his attention returned to himself, the hunger spread from his abdomen to his whole body.

Bai Mo took out some food such as bread and water from the space. After wrapping his belly, he took a rest to relax his tense spirit.

After finishing the food in his hand, his aimlessly looking eyes fell on the incense cauldron.

I lit incense this morning, but it is gone now.

Bai Mo stood up, picked up three sticks of incense again, lit them and added them.

The incense burned for a while, and when he smelled the unique smell, he felt a sense of comfort in his tired spirit.

It's like taking a hot bath after exercising.

He was too tired to meditate before, but now he feels that his condition is recovering at a very fast speed. This fragrance can actually restore his mental fatigue.

"No wonder I have been able to practice for so long."

Bai Mo secretly sighed in his heart. Under normal circumstances, if he was under such great pressure, he could only last for four or five hours at most, but today he persisted for so long.

Knowing the magical effect of this incense, Bai Mo didn't waste time. He sat cross-legged on the futon, closed his eyes, and sank into the spiritual world and entered meditation.

Soon, he discovered that Suning was right. The speed of practicing here was much faster than outside.

The silver stardust that was originally rotating at a constant speed was now rotating at high speed in his spiritual world.

As if a water pipe was connected, the magic energy continued to grow.

Five hours later, Bai Mo opened his eyes. Because of the fragrance, meditation did not make him tired. Instead, his mental state had recovered, so he picked up the wooden fish again.

The sound of knocking, neither fast nor slow, neither long nor short, light nor heavy, echoed again.

The familiar sense of oppression emerged again along with this voice. Bai Mo remained silent and resisted silently.

His breathing gradually changed from light to heavy, his body gradually relaxed and became tense, and beads of sweat streaked across his cheeks and fell to the ground.

Just when Bai Mo thought he couldn't hold on anymore, there seemed to be a crisp sound in the air, as if something was broken.

Bai Mo, who originally felt strenuous and could no longer control his body, suddenly felt that the increasing mental pressure was lighter.

It feels like you are holding in your pee while someone else is whistling next to you. When you can't stand it anymore, you find that you are suddenly a little immune to the whistle, and you can persist a little longer.

"This is the third level!"

Bai Mo made a judgment in his mind. He was not too far away from the third realm, so his breakthrough was not unexpected.

The cultivation of mental power is difficult. Even if he has good talent in this area, he still agrees with this judgment. Therefore, Bai Mo didn't want to let go of this opportunity to cultivate his spiritual power.

Therefore, even if he broke through to the third level, he still did not stop to rest and reward himself.

Since I don’t know the origin of this incense, it is so useful.

After Bai Mo was still exhausted, he would light an incense stick and then use meditation to restore his state.