Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

In this way, he mainly focused on cultivating his mental power. When he was mentally exhausted, he lit incense and meditated to recover. For the first time, Bai Mo realized the boringness of cultivation.

After his mental power broke through to the third level, although he had been practicing continuously, he could not see or feel the increase in mental power.

I can only repeat the torture over and over again, and I can only run all the way on the road of self-hypnosis, telling myself that my efforts will not be in vain, and that my efforts will bear fruit.

On the ninth day, Bai Mo had finished practicing his spiritual power and was meditating to recover.

In the spiritual world, the silver stardust has expanded in a circle again and is still spinning at high speed.

But Bai Mo keenly discovered that no matter how hard he practiced, the star dust showed no sign of expanding. Instead, it gave him the feeling that it was accumulating wind and rain, waiting to explode.

The stars in the stardust are also more restless than usual, constantly hitting the boundary of the stardust, as if trying to break some shackles.

As his perception deepened, Bai Mo discovered that the space system stardust was surrounded by a layer of eggshell, and like a silkworm cocoon, solidly and pliably restraining the expansion of the silver stardust.

"This is the first level of perfection!"

The bottleneck from elementary to intermediate level is not terrible. You can break through it by yourself. The mage can wear out this shackles through time.

If you don't want to waste time, you can also baptize yourself through various natural and earthly treasures and use them to achieve breakthroughs.

It's just said that those who break through by relying on their own abilities generally have higher mental power than those of the same level.

So Bai Mo resolutely moved into the space system Stardust, led it, and launched a fearless charge against the prison that restricted his growth.

"Hiss~~~~~~~!"

The severe pain, as if it was a knife or an axe, made Bai Mo take a breath of air and offer some warmth to the world.

The violent impact caused the stardust to sway, but the shackles that bound it were still there unchanged, still strong, as if silently laughing at Bai Mo's incompetence.

Bai Mo was not discouraged. He felt that even the First Emperor could not succeed in one attempt.

Otherwise, such awesome deeds would have to be written down for others to praise.

Although there are many outstanding things about him, this is just a trivial matter in comparison.

After his thoughts dissipated, Bai Mo put his mind on the calmed silver stardust, and saw that the originally full silver stardust shrank in size and its light dimmed slightly.

A slight regression in cultivation was an inevitable sign of failure in breakthrough, and Bai Mo was not surprised by this.

Continuing to meditate, he took stock.

It takes about two days to recover.

After recovering mentally, he began to cultivate his mental power again.

Five days later, in the empty and silent space, Bai Mo was meditating. He had just finished his second attack on the intermediate barrier.

Then there were three knocks on the door. Ringing in his ears, calling him out of his meditative state.

Naturally, Bai Mo knew that his cultivation accelerator card had expired.

So he turned around, glanced at the Buddha statue in front of him, turned around, and walked towards the door.

As soon as he took a step, he felt his eyes light up, and he came outside the temple gate and into the courtyard.

In front of him, an old monk standing upright in a red cassock was looking at him with a smile.

"How's the harvest?"

"It's big."

"The donor is extremely talented, and the small temple can only provide some conveniences at the beginning level. If you are destined, you can go to Xuanxuankong Pavilion."

"Xuankong Pavilion?" Bai Mo asked in confusion, "Where is this?"

"You will find out if you are destined."

"When will we be destined?"

"Destiny comes and goes, and when fate comes, it is the day of destiny."

"..."

Bai Mo was speechless, feeling like he had heard something and yet nothing.

It sounds like it should be a Buddhist place. This old monk wouldn't want him to join the Buddhism, right?

Shaking his head, he knew himself very clearly. He had no other hobbies but lust. Become a monk? impossible.

When he came to the front yard, Bai Mo didn't rush out, but first burned a stick of incense in the main hall.

Then he walked out of Jing'an Temple. Today was Friday, and he didn't go back to school right away.

After not eating well for almost half a month, Bai Mo found a restaurant not far away with the highest rating on Dianping. He wanted to have a good meal.

"Bai Mo! Why don't you go back to school?"

In a restaurant, facing the braised pork, steamed fish, and pickled radish duck soup in front of him, Bai Mo heard a surprised question.

It sounded a bit familiar. He turned around and saw a mature woman wearing business attire, short hair, and a pair of glasses perched on the bridge of her small nose, sitting on the table on the other side of him.

Who else could it be if it wasn't their class teacher Suning?

"Old Su, why are you here?"

There was no trace of panic on Bai Mo's face. He put down the bowl and chopsticks and asked vaguely.

"Lao Su!!!" Suning's face twisted and she said helplessly, "I have a day off today and came here to eat."

"Oh..." Bai Mo glanced at his messy tabletop and saw that he had almost eaten.

He took out a piece of paper and wiped his mouth and said:

"I just came out of Jing'an Stone Temple. I'm starving. I need to eat first. Teacher, please take it easy. I'll go back soon."

After saying that, he slipped away.

He loves learning and is a good student. He definitely doesn't feel embarrassed if he continues to stay here.

……

In the evening, Bai Mo returned home from school.

He saw a young man who looked very similar to him, but had dark skin and the solemn and capable aura of a military mage. He was lying on the sofa watching TV.

"Hey, why are you back? You haven't changed much in a year. Brother, why don't you call me Bai Mo instead?"

Bai Mo raised his eyebrows, looked Bai Hanxing up and down, and smacked his lips.

"..."

Bai Hanxing squeezed his hand, suppressing the thought of beating this man up, and directed his mental energy towards Bai Mo, showing a hint of surprise.

"Basic Level 3? Have you taken any medicine?"

"What the hell, I told you, I'm a peerless genius. I can catch up with a lot of people just by practicing. I'm much better than you."

Bai Hanxing rolled his eyes and pretended not to hear. He saw that Bai Mo's aura was solid. This was definitely not something that could be caused by forcing others to encourage others. In order to regain his majesty as the eldest brother again, he said to himself:

"You have great talent, but you have to guard against arrogance and impetuosity. Don't live up to it. I see that many elders in the family group say that you know how to play every day?"

"I am number one in my grade! And I am number one in the experience test a few days ago!"

Bai Mo didn't answer, just threw out two facts, and then said:

"I was just taking a normal rest, so what's the point of taking papers? Those uncles and aunts' children can take papers, but they still can't compare to me. They just have sour teeth."

Bai Hanxing was choked. He had only been back for a while, and he didn't know much about Bai Mo's situation this year. He decided to observe before drawing any conclusions, so he said:

"I'm too lazy to care about you."

"Tch." Bai Mo curled his lips, took a can of Coke and sat on his lazy sofa.