Lin Jineng can help people cut off their karma, so that they have to accept divine punishment to eliminate disasters under the rules of heaven.
Such a method is unavoidable and unavoidable, and naturally it has its limitations.
And this limitation is Lin Ji himself.
"Heaven will not punish you, so I will use Lin's hand to make you pay the price you deserve... But doing justice for God is not that simple."
Lin Ji's tone became calmer, and the expression on his face became calmer.
"You know this truth, but you still try your best?" Bai Qianjiao said through gritted teeth. She already felt the inexplicable feeling of being locked in. It was a desperate feeling with nowhere to hide.
Just like the sword of divine punishment used by Lin Ji before using the Thunder Sword Technique, once the sword is released, there is nowhere to escape.
Lin Ji sneered, but his smile was superficial.
"You want my life, why don't you allow me to fight you?"
"What I said was just a joke, why did you take it seriously?"
"Fellow Taoist really thinks Lin is a fool."
"It's nothing, don't talk nonsense!" Bai Qianjiao shook her head and said, "There is still room for redemption now. If this sword is not used, you will not have to bear the backlash of the Tao! You are far from the point where you can live up to the Tao.
, this sword falls, you will either die or be disabled!"
"Fellow Taoist is either dead or disabled!"
"We have no grudges at all, why not turn our hostility into friendship?"
"This sword has drained away the power of my soul. If this sword does not strike out, Lin will be a lamb to be slaughtered, and I can only let my fellow Taoist do whatever he wants."
"You will do the same thing if you are struck by this sword..." Bai Qianjiao couldn't continue as soon as she started speaking.
Because Lin Ji did not cut with this sword, she could easily take it down.
This is a situation where the arrow has to be fired.
This is the way for monks who have entered the Tao. Every time they understand it deeper, they can further use the power of the Tao.
But if you use all your strength to promote the manifestation of the avenue, you can exceed your own limits.
It's just a price, but most of it has to be paid for with one's life.
It is precisely because of this kind of life-and-death method that monks who have entered Taoism will not easily fight to the death.
"If you are in the late stage of Taoism, with your talent, although such behavior is reckless, it may not be an opportunity, an opportunity for you to adapt yourself to Taoism. If it succeeds, you will become a monk in the eighth realm.
I want to call you venerable, and I dare not offend you."
Bai Qianjiao sighed softly, the Bai Ling around her became more and more floating, and the phantom of the colorful clouds appeared behind her again.
"But you are only in the early stage of entering the Tao, so you cannot use your body to conform to the Tao, you can only use your body to feed the Tao."
Saying that, Bai Qianjiao shook her head again.
"You can't kill me with this sword. Your current level of cultivation is far from enough."
"I can't kill you, but I will cut off your path to enlightenment! I will also make it difficult for you to recover from serious injuries for decades!"
As Lin Ji finished speaking, he waved the green sword in his hand and dropped it like a child who had just learned to sword.
He didn't even look at the other side, because while he was swinging his sword, his body seemed to be emptied out by something, and it shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His long hair, which had almost returned to jet black, turned pale again.
And after his sword fell, he completely lost his strength. He couldn't even hold the sword steady and fell from the air. The same happened to him.
At the same time, Bai Qianjiao's eyes narrowed.
"coming."
But then, she suddenly raised her eyebrows.
Because she couldn't feel the slightest bit of power at all, as if the Sword of Heaven's Scourge, which had scared her so much before, was just like thunder and rain.
Seeing Lin Ji falling from the air opposite her and seeing the green sword thrust straight into the ground, she was a little at a loss.
But suddenly.
Her heart beat suddenly.
Her eyes suddenly widened and her face turned red.
She saw golden and black lines appearing around her body, and the lines were glowing with fluorescence.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and the black threads around her body began to slowly dissipate. After dissipating about half of the time, the wind finally slowed down a bit, and the remaining black threads were entangled with the gold threads, as if they were wind.
Rootless duckweed.
"Is this what his two children of different colors saw? Are these golden threads and black threads the cause and effect on me?"
Bai Qianjiao felt a little enlightened in her heart.
Her mood calmed down and she dispelled all desires in her heart.
"My cultivation is going backwards."
She turned back and looked at the shadow on the avenue behind her.
The colorful clouds and mist began to melt from the edge, and in just an instant, they were more than half smaller than before.
Feeling the constant feeling of weakness in her body, Bai Qianjiao swallowed.
Her expression was still calm, but there was a bit of despair in her eyes.
The thoughts in her mind kept popping up, and they couldn't be completely dispelled by the way of desire.
"I am over three hundred years old. I entered Taoism when I was eighty years old. It took me more than two hundred years to achieve my current level of cultivation."
"I entered the Tao in seven kalpas, and Gao Qunshu like me has already achieved Taoism."
"I still have two hundred years to comprehend the Great Dao. The state of attainment is not so far away for me."
The low murmur ended here, and the shadow on the avenue behind Bai Qianjiao also disappeared.
She lost her strength and fell from the air.
The moment her feet stepped on the ground, she finally had a sense of reality, but everything just now was too nihilistic, leaving her wrapped in a sense of powerlessness.
Knows everything, but can do nothing.
She hadn't felt like this for a long time.
"Most of the power of the soul has been used up... No, it should be said that most of it has been chopped off, but this is inconsequential."
Although it is troublesome to exhaust the power of the soul, it can always be restored.
She looked at Lin Ji, who was struggling to stand up again not far ahead.
At this time, Lin Ji's physical body was no longer as shriveled as before, but had returned to its original state. Although his face was pale, there was nothing else that could be seen.
Only his hair was completely gray again.
"Are you using Shouyuan?" Bai Qianjiao asked.
"Absolutely." Lin Ji responded.
In addition to lifespan, there is also everything in his body.
With one stroke of his sword, he cut off most of the karma and consequences of Bai Qianjiao's sins, a late-stage monk who had entered Taoism in the past three hundred years.
This sword was far beyond his limit.
At this time, he can still stand and speak, which means that the origin of his causal path is different.
Bai Qianjiao nodded and walked slowly towards Lin Ji.
"How much life did this sword cost?"
"Less than two hundred years."
"Then you still have almost three hundred years to live."
While talking, Bai Qianjiao had already arrived in front of Lin Ji.
"And your sword cut off most of my cultivation, but you can still cut off my understanding of the great road. It's really incredible."
"Hey, Lin just draws his sword, God has the final say on the outcome." Lin Ji grinned, "But Lin is a little surprised, the karma you have been contaminated with is not too much, but it is interesting."
"You cut off my path, and I want your life. Isn't that too much?"
"What's too much for me is not too much for you."
"Then let's hit the road."
Bai Qianjiao's right hand turned into a claw and grabbed Lin Ji's heart fiercely.