After hearing Aling's sad words, Lu Zhaoer's worries finally calmed down a little.
"Aling, are you so sure that he can become a Taoist?" Lu Zhaoer couldn't help but ask.
Hearing this, Aling glanced at Lu Zhaoer in surprise.
"Why are you looking at me like this?" Lu Zhaoer was puzzled.
"Sister Zhao'er... If the one surnamed Lin can't survive the catastrophe of entering the Dao, then it will be difficult for new people to enter the Dao in this world." A Ling held his mouth and said, "He is obviously a human monk, and his body is stronger than mine. The great demon in the sixth realm is even more powerful, and coupled with his own cultivation... this guy will definitely be a powerful character after he joins the Tao."
"That's not right. This guy is already powerful enough even if he hasn't even entered Taoism yet!"
Listening to Aling's thoughts, Lu Zhaoer finally felt relieved.
"I hope it's as you said."
...
Qingshan Mountains, Qinghua Mountain.
In the back mountain, in an inconspicuous small courtyard.
An old man was hunched over the medicine field in the courtyard, while in an open space not far away, a girl with dark skin and heroic features was sitting cross-legged, sweating profusely.
Judging from the way she was shaking, she seemed to be experiencing something painful.
"This is the last time. If you can't suppress the Rakshasa bloodline in your body, I will personally cut off your foundation. You will retire on Qinghua Mountain in the future." The old man said with a smile.
Hearing the old man's words, the girl didn't know where she got the strength to open her eyes and gave the old man a cold look.
"Shut up if you don't know how to speak! This girl is still in her youth, why is it that she has to live in her old age when you talk about her?"
As soon as she finished speaking, there was a little regret in the girl's eyes. She spoke too quickly and couldn't hold back.
In the past six months, she had been punished by the old man countless times for speaking out.
"Hmph, seeing that you are at a critical moment, I will spare you this time." The old man shook his head and was about to continue taking care of the medicine field.
Suddenly, a loud noise in the distant sky attracted his attention.
Rumble...
The thunder came so suddenly that Xiaoying, who was practicing in the open space, was startled and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Hold your breath and concentrate! This thunder has nothing to do with you, don't be frightened!" The old man waved his hand, and a burst of spiritual power calmed the uneasy Xiaoying.
"Old man, what kind of thunder is that?" Xiaoying couldn't help but ask.
The old man did not answer, but focused on the road up the mountain not far away.
After a moment, a figure appeared. It was Lingshan, the leader of the Qingcheng Sect.
"Brother, over there is..."
"Entering the Heavenly Tribulation." Elder Lingchen nodded slightly and looked again at the vortex of calamity clouds that had the potential to cover the sky and the sun.
"Gene Era"
He looked away, a little surprised.
"There are actually people who are going through the tribulation in the Qingshan Mountains? Are they so close to our Qingcheng sect? Lingshan, have you never noticed it in the past?"
"It should be a fellow Taoist who has been here not long ago." Lingshan shook his head slightly, "In any case, although the other party's behavior is a bit unruly, the vortex of calamity cloud has appeared, but it is not easy for anyone to go to explore it, so we can only Let’s talk about it after he overcomes the tribulation.”
"Are you going or should I go?" Elder Lingchen asked.
"It is against the rules for us to go and let Zhao Wenshan take Lingyin." Lingshan shook his head and said, "We can't lose the prestige of our Qingcheng sect just because of a Taoist disciple. The chief deacon and elder took the senior disciples of the sect to greet him. , I’ve already given him enough face.”
"That's the truth." Elder Lingchen smiled.
...
Deep in the Qingshan Mountains.
On a hillside that was originally full of dead trees, the grass and trees all over the mountain have turned into powder.
A figure stood in mid-air, directly above the head was the pitch-black whirlpool of tribulation.
"Huh... the wind is too strong." Lin Ji looked up at the sky and murmured to himself, "It's rare that I put my hair in a bun when I got up in the morning, and it was blown away like that. It takes a long time to get your hair cut."
While talking nonsense, most of Lin Ji's attention has fallen on his own body.
From the moment he faced the catastrophe head-on, the spiritual energy in his body was running wildly through his meridians like crazy. In less than half an hour, the meridians in his body were already slightly damaged.
"The violent spiritual power overflowed and hurt my insides." Lin Ji was secretly frightened.
With his third level of true dragon body, he could only resist such changes.
And this is just an appetizer.
Soon, Lin Ji noticed that his Dantian began to expand and contract continuously, and as the degree became more and more severe, finally, his meridians could no longer bear it.
Peng!
There was a muffled sound.
Just under the strong wind caused by the catastrophe, another hurricane of spiritual power blew up around Lin Ji, and spiritual power like a tornado spread out in all directions.
In such a situation, any monk would probably be seriously injured on the spot, and even if he could save his life, his cultivation would be ruined.
This is a situation where the meridians all over the body are almost broken and the Dantian is broken.
But at this moment, the soul in Lin Ji's mind moved. The soul was instantly unsheathed, but his consciousness was still controlled by Lin Ji's body.
This was a novel feeling that Lin Ji had never experienced before.
"how so..."
Just when Lin Ji was at a loss, the power of the soul enveloped his entire physical body, and even the already violent spiritual power seemed to be shackled. Even though it was still violent, it could not cause any harm to his physical body.
After a few breaths, Lin Ji's physical injuries had all recovered.
"It's the spiritual power between heaven and earth, far exceeding the spiritual power in my body." Lin Ji had a hint of enlightenment in his heart.
He felt the spiritual power around him. It was not something he could try to absorb as usual, but he felt like he could control it like an arm.
He raised his hand and tried to fiddle with it twice.
A hurricane of spiritual power rose up in response to his thoughts and swept into the distance.
He stretched out his hand again.
Peng!
A ball of spiritual power exploded in his hand, which was enough to equal more than 30% of the amount in Lin Ji's body previously.
And this is just the power of his gestures at this moment.
"This... is Taoism." Lin Ji suddenly realized.
Sure enough, God has eyes. If you don't enter the Tao, it will not lead to the catastrophe of entering the Tao.
Previously, Lin Ji thought that he would use the golden and black threads of cause and effect to temporarily achieve enlightenment and resist the catastrophe.
But at this moment, before the Heavenly Tribulation of Entering the Dao fell, he had already naturally broken through to the realm of entering the Dao under the pressure of this heavenly power.
It was not his temporary entry into the Tao that borrowed the Path of Cause and Effect, nor was it the Yu family's entry into the Tao that was not far away from death and its power was greatly reduced.
But a true monk.
But at the moment when Lin Ji had just understood what it meant to enter the Tao, the thunder in the sky finally fell down as if it couldn't wait any longer.
In an instant, lightning almost covered the sky and the earth.
