Lin Xing in the back hall didn't have time to think so much.

Under Lin Xing's perception, the inspiration between heaven and earth poured into his sea of ​​consciousness frantically.

These waves of inspiration were so overwhelming that he had to concentrate all his energy on breathing, and he no longer had time to care about anything outside his body.

Under his guidance, the violent inspiration became slightly softer, and after passing the back of the head and the back of the neck, it continued to impact the key points of the vest.

It was also during the process that Lin Xing was breathing in spiritual energy and trying to circulate it through his Qi, that the spiritual thoughts in his mind were absorbing the incoming spiritual energy bit by bit and becoming increasingly powerful.

The speed of the entire breathing process was far faster than any of his previous breathing exercises, and even faster than he had originally expected.

As time went by, the inspiration became more and more powerful.

First, the six "flying swords" made of bricks and stones around gradually collapsed and turned into countless large and small fragments. Under the penetration of sword intent, they formed flying swords full of cracks and gaps.

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Breathing (2nd floor 36%) → Breathing (2nd floor 37%)

The others also looked in the direction Bai Yiyi pointed, and the next moment they all exclaimed in surprise.

As the old man Fo Guang was speaking, he knelt on the ground with a look of emotion on his face and prayed devoutly.

Breathing (2nd floor 99%) → Breathing (3rd floor 0%)

There were even Buddha statues outside the temple walking towards Lin Xing, prostrating themselves outside the temple gate like believers eager for Buddha's guidance.

"For example, when the scale of the spiritual machine becomes larger and larger, if you are not careful when operating it, it may cause fatal damage to the body."

The spiritual inspiration that was already surging began to become like a raging storm, and under Lin Xing's guidance, it continued to oppress his body.

Spiritual Thoughts: 4.3→4.8 The old man’s improvement in breathing seems to have further increased the speed of absorbing spiritual energy.

"This speed of breathing in and out spiritual energy is really too amazing. I'm afraid it's not a normal practice method that any cultivator would use. Naturally, it also contains flaws and dangers that ordinary people can hardly imagine."

Through repeated breathing and death, Lin Xing felt that his ability to guide spiritual energy had improved rapidly. The originally turbulent and violent spiritual energy gradually became tamer under his control.

As the concentration of spiritual energy increased again, the first thing to be affected this time was the Buddha's light covering Lin Xing's head.

"How can there be such a comfortable thing..."

On the other side, old man Foguang, Bai Yiyi and others had been squeezed out of the hall by the Buddha statues at this time.

Zhao Wanxi nodded: "Okay."

Spiritual Mind: 4.2→4.3 Old Man About a day later, Lin Xing felt a sudden roar erupt from his back.

When he came to his senses again, he felt a surge of inspiration flowing from the back of his brain to his perineum, and he immediately concentrated on the operation again.

The number of these spiritual inspirations was small, but they were extremely strong, and instantly attracted the attention of the surrounding Buddha statues.

The old man Fo Guang has been observing Lin Xing for the past day and night.

But she suddenly frowned again, as if something was wrong, as if she had forgotten something.

Lin Xing felt that the process of guiding and absorbing inspiration was like operating a small boat in the ocean.

But as the breathing noises in the back hall grew louder and louder, he was suddenly awakened.

As they watched, the faces of the Buddha statues closest to Lin Xing actually changed. Their ears, eyes, mouths... all became similar to Lin Xing.

Bai Yiyi took a deep breath and felt the puppet's physical strength becoming more and more sufficient, as if it could get a lot of supplies with every breath.

Wisps of inspiration dissipated from the broken parts of these flying swords.

The power called inspiration surged up and down like the sea, and if he was not careful, it would tear him into pieces.

And when Lin Xing's breathing broke through to the third level, the momentum of the gathering of spiritual energy increased dramatically again.

All of this made Lin Xing, who was sitting cross-legged in the center, really look like the legendary Great Light Buddha.

At the beginning, the intense surge of inspiration only appeared in the perception of the old man Fo Guang.

The front hall on the other side.

And with the breakthrough of the key points in his body, Lin Xing also felt that the spiritual thoughts in his sea of ​​consciousness were strengthened again.

"We must be more careful and more focused..."

The old man with Buddha Light said excitedly: "It is indeed the Buddha who has come. All the Buddha statues have been melted one by one." Bai Yiyi frowned, instinctively feeling that this was not the case.

"Brother wants to practice breathing exercises to the sixth level here, and I will stay here to protect him."

"I will continue to worship Buddha and wait until the last day before going to Sheshen Cliff. At that time, I will open the Immortal Gate at Sheshen Cliff at the agreed time and take my brother and the ancestor over..."

After Lin Xing persisted for about half an hour, the inspiration that was constantly attacking the perineum acupoint suddenly became a little out of control.

Bai Yiyi suddenly blinked, looked at the Buddha statue that had squeezed in front of Lin Xing at the beginning and said, "That Buddha statue...how come it looks a bit like Lin Xing."

The old man said in disbelief: "The Buddha statue is actually absorbing the spiritual energy scattered by the Buddha of Light... Why?"

The leader of the Zhanxie Sect did not have a sweet dream like Zhao Wanxi, but felt that in the process of worshiping Buddha, layers of pleasure continued to come to his body, making him gradually unable to stop.

"Is worshipping Buddha so satisfying? There are still believers who can't persist?"

The leader of the Zhanxie Sect, who was originally praying to Buddha earnestly, was immersed in a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere.

Bai Yiyi thought to herself, "The concentration of spiritual energy is increasing. Did Lin Xing's breathing cause changes in the environment? He temporarily created an environment with a higher concentration of spiritual energy?"

While Lin Xing was wholeheartedly devoting himself to the process of breathing in and out his spiritual energy, the strange phenomena caused by his breathing process were also constantly changing.

"The Great Light Buddha has returned, and the day of the great prosperity of Buddhism has arrived!"

After practicing in Guangming Temple for so many years, it was the first time that old man Foguang saw that the Buddha statue could absorb spiritual energy.

The Buddha's light began to expand slowly, with Lin Xing's body as the center, spreading out inch by inch in all directions, gradually covering the six flying swords around.

Shaking her head, Zhao Wanxi took the opportunity to worship Buddha.

But as Lin Xing continued to breathe in and out, the phenomenon of spiritual inspiration gathering began to gradually affect the material world.

The surging inspiration instantly broke through the shackles, passed through the vest, broke through the lower back, and penetrated all the way to the perineum under the crotch before encountering an obstacle again.

As time went by, more and more Buddha statues approached Lin Xing, and the expressions on the Buddha statues' faces became more and more intoxicated.

She raised her head and glanced at the old man who was still praying devoutly in front of her, thinking that this was probably to hide it from the other party.

At this moment, watching countless Buddha statues worshiping Lin Xing in the center, Zhao Wanxi whispered to Bai Yiyi beside her: "Ancestor, what should we do next? How long will Senior Brother finish his breathing?"

This seemed to mean that a large amount of spiritual energy that had dissipated and not yet been absorbed by Lin Xing was continuously spreading throughout the hall.

Suddenly, there was a faint light in the air, moving back and forth like starlight, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

A breeze swept across the ground in front of Bai Yiyi and Zhao Wanxi, and countless dust, leaves, and weeds formed lines of handwriting that emerged.

Zhao Wanxi glanced at the words on the ground and immediately understood Lin Xing's plan.

Under the crowd of Buddha statues, Old Man Fo Guang, Bai Yiyi and others had to retreat and watched Lin Xing being completely surrounded by Buddha statues.

The next moment, there was a loud bang and Lin Xing felt a sharp pain at the place where the spiritual energy hit, and he had lost consciousness.

"It's like being wrapped by pairs of gentle hands... kneading and rubbing... "

"As the Buddha breathes in and out, the spiritual power is becoming more and more turbulent..."

The leader of the Zhanxie Sect was immersed in the pleasure brought by worshiping Buddha, and felt that there was no problem if he could worship Buddha for three days in a row.

Before Bai Yiyi could answer, an invisible force had already come to them.

With these changes, the surrounding Buddha statues changed again. They leaned forward one by one, as if they wanted to seize every opportunity to get close to Lin Xing, and their faces showed expressions of enjoyment.

In the past day and night, Zhao Wanxi spent most of her time praying to Buddha in order to complete the Buddha time, but she was awakened from time to time by the noise caused by Lin Xing.

And after several hours, the spiritual thoughts originating from Lin Xing's sea of ​​consciousness grew again after continuously absorbing spiritual inspiration.

Looking towards the main hall, they could see layers of Buddha statues shrouded in Buddha's light, surrounding Lin Xing with an intoxicated and blissful look on their faces, worshipping him.

I saw the Buddha statues cautiously approaching where Lin Xing was, and then each of them showed an expression of enjoyment on their face, as if they were taking elixir.

But the effect of this kind of absorbing spiritual energy was unprecedented. As the spiritual energy continued to roar, Lin Xing could sense that the key point on his vest was gradually loosening with the flushing of the spiritual energy, and his breathing skills were also growing rapidly.

Zhao Wanxi's mind was moved: "Is this Lin Xing using his spiritual thoughts to write and talk to us?"

“Hiss… this feeling…”

The leader of the Zhanxie Sect was suddenly pulled away from the pleasure of worshiping Buddha, and he first felt an extreme emptiness and depression.

But he soon came to his senses and a strong sense of vigilance surged in his heart.

"What a powerful method! This Great Light Buddha unconsciously influenced me step by step while I was worshipping him, and made me sink into the pleasure."

Looking towards the back hall, the leader of the Zhan Xie Sect thought to himself, "That old monster made such a big fuss, could it be that he wanted to teach us something so that we wouldn't be gradually brainwashed by the Great Light Buddha?"

(End of this chapter)