Praying for blessings is naturally Lin Ji's bad taste.
When he saw the astonished expression on Xi Yushan's face across from him, these four words were already worth it.
The moment the sword edge fell completely, countless golden threads and black threads appeared inexplicably in Xiyushan's eyes, and then these golden threads and black threads were constantly entangled.
He felt an inexplicable emptiness.
He clearly still existed, and his five senses were still sharp, but he felt as if he had been hollowed out.
In other words, it was completely stripped naked, like a newborn baby, and was completely seen through by Lin Ji.
But all the inexplicable feelings only last for a moment.
He then saw Lin Ji slowly put the long sword into the scabbard behind his back, and watched as Lin Ji's left hand turned into a fan and slowly flapped it.
The situation around me changed, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers just now disappeared, and the sunshine in the sky also disappeared.
The sudden change made Xiyu Mountain feel a bit cold for the first time in a long time.
He looked up and saw the bright moon hanging high.
Back, back to the far north.
Dongdong!
The dull heartbeat sounded in Xiyushan's ears.
He was still hanging in mid-air, but after the heartbeat sounded, he suddenly fell into the air and landed on the ground.
Peng!
With a muffled sound, Xiyu Mountain fell to the ground, stirring up a burst of snowflakes.
His body was punctured by countless tiny ice shards on the ground, which were the remaining traces of his previous ice domain.
A monk who has entered the Taoist realm, even if he does not cultivate his physical body, should not be so fragile.
But this small injury is irrelevant at this time.
Because Xiyushan finally found the source of the emptiness.
He lowered his head and looked at his chest.
Right at his heart, a small wound was slowly turning his clothes black, and the color was getting darker and darker, as blood was flowing out.
He quickly raised his hand and pulled open his front, looking at the sword wound that penetrated his heart.
He felt increasingly cold, and his hands and feet began to feel cold.
His heart pulse was severed.
After looking at the wound for a moment, he looked up at Lin Ji again.
His expression was extremely complicated, ranging from unwillingness to resentment, but in the end it turned into surprise and confusion.
"What about cutting off my cultivation as promised?"
Lin Ji was stunned.
"Who told you?"
"When you kill Bai Qianjiao, don't you just kill the cultivation base?"
"Bai Qianjiao is a powerful person who has entered the late stage of Taoism and has lived for more than three hundred years. You are not worthy to be compared with her."
Lin Ji spent all his money, but he could only kill Bai Qianjiao's two hundred years of Taoism. That was when he pushed the Tao of Cause and Effect to the limit.
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The merits outweigh the sins. God of Heaven, your Holy Fire Sect is indeed good for the barbarians, but it is a pity that those who are not from my race must have different intentions. I am a Central Plains person, and I am a natural enemy of the barbarians. "
"Haha...cough." Xiyushan gasped, the light in his eyes getting weaker and weaker, "The far north was originally part of Kyushu, and the barbarians were once the subjects of the Central Plains Dynasty."
"That was before." Lin Ji shook his head, "What does the past have to do with me?"
After saying that, Lin Ji looked at his empty right arm again and sighed slightly: "So do you regret it? You lost your life with just one arm."
"I regret it." Xi Yushan said calmly. If he knew what would happen to him, he would not dare to block the way even if he died.
Not long after, his eyes completely lost their luster, and his head that he tried to hold up fell heavily to the ground.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and some power of the soul emerged.
Lin Ji waved his hand, and the soul that had not yet been condensed completely dissipated.
At this point, Xiyu Mountain is completely dead.
Lin Ji looked at Xi Yushan's body quietly, then waved his hand, and the surrounding wind and snow blew up, completely covering him and making him a tomb.
"As someone who has entered the middle stage of Taoism, most of my own golden thread of merit and black thread of sin have darkened. I am afraid it will take at least half a month to recover."
"As for the arms, I'm afraid it will take a little longer."
"The price is not too high, but I can't afford to do it again."
Lin Ji shook his head slightly, turned around and walked towards Jingchuan City.
In any case, we can no longer stay in this far north for the time being.
At least we have to wait until his arm recovers, and his golden thread and black thread of cause and effect recover.
...
Jingchuan City, above the city tower.
Several Yuanshen monks in the city all stared wide-eyed.
They couldn't understand what had just happened. They just saw that the white-haired man's arm was broken, and then the two seniors disappeared.
When he reappeared, the winner had already been decided.
"Youru..Senior of the Taoist Realm has died!"
"Who is that white-haired one?"
"Lin Ji from the Tiantian Division was seen in Wen Renjia before. The person who died was Xi Yushan, the second elder of the Holy Fire Sect."
"Hiss... He dares to kill people from the Holy Fire Cult? Or in the far north?"
"He can reach the Dao realm, what is he afraid of?"
"Hey, you are really right!"
"As expected of You Tianguan of the Supervisory Tiansi, he is indeed a worthy scholar despite his great reputation. This senior Lin is really powerful."
"Stop... stop talking nonsense, he's coming!"
The closed city gate was slowly opened, and several Yuanshen monks carefully looked at the figure slowly walking outside the city.
Most of their eyes only dared to glance at him, and then they quickly bowed and bowed to the end, never daring to raise their heads again.
"I've met Senior Lin."
Lin Ji nodded slightly and walked towards Wen Ren's house in the city.
After just two steps, his steps stopped.
He turned his head and looked to the side, and then saw Beishang staring at him with wide eyes in disbelief.
Beside Beishang, there was an old man with a solemn expression.
"Wenren Mingjing, I met Lin Tianguan."
Lin Ji suddenly understood that this was the one who had noticed in Wen Ren's family that he had entered the Taoist realm.
The other party didn't show up at that time, so he naturally wouldn't bother him.
Lin Ji returned the favor.
"I have met Taoist friend Wenren."
Lonely I walk alone
