ps: Depressed, collection, high orders are rising, but the average is determined not to rise. Now the average is still 187. Come on, don’t raise 80,000 words. If the average is determined to exceed 200, I will update it!

Speaking of which, after Yang Xingguo was weak, he fell into a deep sleep. Before going to bed, his only idea was to try the mental power thing. Can you save it or save a little.

He slept for a whole day and a night before he woke up. But that's the case. His mental power had only recovered by five o'clock, and the natural recovery was too slow.

A guy like Longzao who steals the incense of believers will probably recover quickly. This is the problem of the foundation.

"You have to find a place to absorb some mental energy, and you can't squander it at will!" Yang Xingguo thought so, and then he used the cultivation method he got from Longzao again to absorb the slightest mental power and gossip that ordinary people radiated from the air. At the same time, he stimulated his own mental power recovery ability through eating, which made the recovery faster.

This method of cultivation is not without a name, but the name is too ugly. The name is called "The Decision of Worshiping Gods", which implies that it is the Dharma of obtaining spiritual power through the kneeling of believers.

Yang Xingguo was naturally unable to complain about the art of naming his ancestors. At this time, he just wanted to recover quickly and then go to find Yamamoto to take revenge.

Two days later, Amy walked in with a nervous look on her face.

Yang Xingguo opened his eyes, looked at Amy and asked, "What's going on?"

Amy replied: "I just went out to buy some daily necessities, but now someone is following us."

"What daily necessities?" Yang Xingguo was very puzzled. He had already told Amy not to go out for activities alone, so why did he still have to go out?

Amy blushed and said embarrassedly: "It's just a daily product, boss, you hate it so much!"

Yang Xingguo was stunned, this...

Is this a lot of information too much?

But isn’t the hotel equipped? Why do you still have to go out to buy it?

"This, Amy, I have two in my room. Do you need to buy it?" Yang Xingguo said weakly: "Or is the size here not meeting the size? No, you shouldn't know my size!"

"Boss, what are you thinking about?" Amy stomped her feet. Even though she was an open European and American girl, her face was as red as the sun was floating in the sky. She said hesitantly: "I'm going to buy girls' daily necessities, that's coming..."

"Puff..." Yang Xingguo almost sprayed his old blood. He was so angry that he was flirting just now that he suddenly told him that his aunt was coming. Is this going to make him impotence?

"Stop kidding, our whereabouts have probably been exposed. What should I do?" Amy felt guilty for her revealing her whereabouts. At this time, she saw Yang Xingguo not being adjusted, and was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

"Okay, they probably don't dare to come and criticize. Since that's the case, I believe they will find us openly." Yang Xingguo smiled. In fact, if Ito hadn't caused him anger last time, he wouldn't have sent them to see Marx.

To be honest, there is still a possibility of awakening as a vegetative person, but after being hit by his mental impact, it is the same as a vegetative person on the surface, but there is a qualitative change inside. Vegetative persons are usually hit by a certain position in their brain, which causes the brain to not be able to be scattered. However, mental impact means that the brain completely turns into a ball of slurry. If you want to wake up, there is no way.

Therefore, the struggles between cultivators are often life-and-death, which is very cruel. Yang Xingguo also had some insights from this incident, but this is precisely because he wanted to improve his own strength even more urgently.

"It's really too slow to meditate like this!" Yang Xingguo was eager to improve his strength, so he was very unwilling to sit like this.

"There are many temples in Tokyo, and maybe other temples have similar situations. After all, this is a base camp of World War II, so I don't believe that other temples have this situation."

After making up his mind, Yang Xingguo left other temples.

His first stop was Sensoji Temple.

Sensoji Temple is well-known for all hikers.

There are always more tourists in Sensoji Temple, so there are more people coming to worship.

With a Jing, the National Divine Toilet allowed Yang Xingguo to level 5. If Yang Xingguo had come here intact before, he would probably have broken through to the Sword Realm.

When Yang Xingguo saw the mental remnants floating in Senso Temple, he was like being locked in a military camp for three years. When he suddenly saw a beautiful woman when he was released, his eyes were green, and Amy was so scared that he quickly stayed away from him.

Yang Xingguo did not have any trouble this time, so he went to find some abbot. He sat cross-legged in a pavilion and began to absorb it roughly.

This absorption is like a person with long-term malnutrition suddenly encounters a great tonic. He sweats all over and feels so comfortable that Yang Xingguo almost hums.

Amy sat outside the pavilion, making the wind for him. Seeing Yang Xingguo's practice, he inexplicably felt that he was suitable for encountering an amazing opportunity.

After absorbing it for a while, Yang Xingguo's injuries were all recovered and he made some progress.

Yang Xingguo, who realized the usefulness, began to absorb it unrestrainedly, and this absorption took only one hour.

After absorbing it, he stood up with unfulfilled desire, "I wish I could carry a statue of incense on his body at any time."

"Maybe there will be a statue of Dharma here in Sensoji Temple, but it's someone else's." Amy took the conversation.

"Yes, maybe you can steal one." Yang Xingguo suddenly realized, but before that, he had to test it first to see if he could absorb the incense on other people's magic.

Yang Xingguo took Amy and pretended to be a passenger, and got involved in the crowd of tourists burning incense.

The two of them pretended to hold a stick of incense, and then went to the Buddha statues worshipped in the temple to pretend to burn incense.

Amy is now an ordinary person, and she can't detect the remaining spiritual energy on the Dharma, so this task fell on Yang Xingguo.

Yang Xingguo relaxed his mind and saw that the image in front of him was entangled in spirit, forming an orange aperture like a human spiritual magnetic field, which was not like a mental remnant.

"Good guy, they are all orange. If you can steal it, you will at least have enough to recover twice with all your strength. It seems that this is a substitute for the cultivator in a certain sense!" Yang Xingguo seemed to have realized that this method seemed to be used by the cultivator for worship by believers on behalf of the cultivator.

Yang Xingguo tentatively extended his spiritual magnetic field to the Dharma image.

It is exactly the same as contacting ordinary people. After Yang Xingguo's magnetic field aperture touches the aperture of the magic image, the two begin to contact and blend.

"Hehe, success or failure is here!" Yang Xingguo wiped it according to the previous method of intercepting fortunes and intercepted one-tenth of it.
Chapter completed!