C2292 Karmic Syndrome and My Heart

"The hellfire doesn't burn my body, but my Dao. It burns my heart, and all sorts of thoughts!" More accurately speaking, this Karmic sinflames everything that my heart holds on to! "

"Karmic sinflames, karmic sinflames, evil deeds harms the body like fire! But what evil deeds did I, Lin Bai, possess? Just because I insist on something different from your teachings, you want to burn me with karmic fire? What have I done, what have I done, to deserve you to judge me with this fire? Was it because I had protected the things I cared about the most, because I wanted to make the people I loved more free and happy? What was wrong with his persistence? With your fire, how can you burn my heart? "

The hellfire burned fiercely. Lin Bai's heart grew increasingly clear, and he felt more and more that he had gained the essence of understanding this! Although countless scars appeared on his body under the pressure of the karmic sinflames formed by the faith and will, those injuries were continuously healing with the help of the powerful life force he had obtained from the medicine doll!

More importantly, under the burning of the hellfire, his heart had become firmer and firmer, and his will had become more and more unyielding!

The burning of karmic sinflames was different from the divine retribution of the past, but it was also different from the killing of enemies with life and death in the past. This was a torture to the heart, a torture to the heart, to the belief that the heart, and a torture to the heart!

The heart is the root of the person, meaning is the basis of the person. Without this foundation, one cannot be called a person! Thus, although this kind of hellfire wouldn't raise one's cultivation, it would make one's heart even more determined!

When he walked to this step of Lin Bai's, the things that he carried on his back had already far surpassed the imagination of an ordinary person. In such a complicated situation, whether he can persevere with his heart and be able to act as he had previously said, his heart's desire is the biggest problem that I have in front of Lin Bai.

The burning of the Karmic sinflames had given Lin Bai an opportunity to test his true nature and to interrogate him as he was now, whether he could still persevere with what he had endured in the past!

With Lin Bai's current experience, he felt that the reason why the sages like Sakyamuni and Laozi chose to burn their bodies with karmic sinflames was probably not to bear fruit, but to torture their own hearts with karmic sinflames just like him!

However, the more he tortured Lin Bai, the more he realized that there was nothing wrong with his heart and the things he insisted on. Nothing had changed between the past and the present!

Through his heart, Lin Bai felt as if he had never been able to see through anything before. At this moment, he even had a feeling that his entire body had turned into a flawless piece of jade, emitting a splendorous radiance!

In truth, this was not a scene that Lin Bai imagined in his heart. Instead, it was a true image that existed in front of Bertrand and and the Temple Knight! Within the hellfire, Lin Bai's body was floating. His body was emitting a brilliant light, as if he had become an eternal body, blending with the endless hellfire and never changing, as if his original intention was hard to change!

Despair, at this moment, had already occupied the hearts of Bertrand and the Templar Knights. They could not understand why this monstrous faith in power, this holy light that could punish all heresy, had turned into something that Lin Bai used to temper his body. This was an unimaginable scene!

'Abandon, I and the others who persevere have indeed become Abandoned! ' At this moment, the feeling of helplessness in Bertrand's heart grew stronger and stronger, and the bitter smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more helpless.

He knew that at this stage, the final killing move that his abandoned son had plotted would no longer have any effect on Lin Bai! Whether it was him, the other Templars, or the destruction of the Vatican churches, they had all become nothing more than abandoned children, victims of no value at all.

My lord, has your glory abandoned the Holy See and us?

Boom!" His body seemed to have already washed away all the dust and filth, as if all the complicated external matters had been removed by him. At this moment, he was like a newborn baby, possessing the most primitive and fundamental cleanliness!

At this moment, the burning faith in the heavens seemed unable to approach Lin Bai in the slightest. In their eyes, Lin Bai was no longer an existence that they judged and judged, but an existence that they looked up to!

In the end, Lin Bai stood up and lightly pushed his hands outwards. Under the gentle caress of his hands, the vast amount of faith energy seemed to be like a light cloud that was directly pushed away and scattered in all directions!

As for him, after breaking free from the holy light, his entire body was bathed in a resplendent immortal light. His entire being was like a saint who had descended to the mortal world, untainted by even a speck of dust from the mortal world.

"Thank you for your faith and will. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have had the chance to see through my intentions!" Slowly relaxing his body, a smile gradually appeared on Lin Bai's lips. He glanced at Bertrand and slowly said.

His voice was extremely clean, without a single hint of ridicule. It was as if it came from the heart, carrying with it the most essential of gratitude.

Just as he said, if it wasn't for the killing move of the Holy See, if it wasn't for the faith power that filled the sky, how could Lin Bai see through his own heart?

However, his words that did not contain any ridicule, when it entered the ears of Bertrand and the Templar Knights, made them feel even more disappointed than the words of ridicule. Vast amounts of faith power and the accumulation of the Church could not eradicate Lin Bai. On the contrary, Lin Bai was treated as a sharpening stone by him. In this world, what could possibly stop his footsteps?!

I sincerely hope that after you die, you can ascend to the kingdom of heaven. I can go and ask your master in person, and see what he will say about what you have done, and see who, in his eyes, is a heretic like you or I! "" In his eyes, who is a heretic like you? "" In his eyes, who is a heretic like me?

As his voice fell, Lin Bai Yu regained his former indifference. He spread out his palm horizontally, lightly sweeping forward. The Innate True Handle penetrated through his body and swept towards Bertrand and the Temple Knights, like an autumn wind sweeping through withered leaves.

After the tiger leopard thunder's destructive power had been restored, Lin Bai's methods had increased by several folds compared to before. With a single palm strike, it was like the passing of a heavenly wind, and in the blink of an eye, Bertrand and and the other Templar Knights were turned into ashes, and with their regrets and questions, they disappeared into thin air!

"This church has existed for far too long. It's time to destroy it, to be reborn from the destruction, or to turn into a pair of forgotten pieces!" After wiping out Bertrand and the Knight Temple, Lin Bai did not stop his steps. Instead, he walked step by step towards the cracked and threatened St. Peter's Cathedral.

When he reached St. Peter's Cathedral, he raised his hand and pushed forward. It was this seemingly careless attack that resulted in countless strong gusts of wind suddenly blowing out, pouring in right beside the church!

BOOM! BOOM! At this moment, the sound of the collapse could be heard. The existence that was regarded as the holy land by the Western teachings and was considered by many as the land of light by the people, under this palm, completely shattered. Inch by inch, those magnificent buildings, those existences that were filled with divinity and mystery, were all turned to dust!

Without a doubt, this day was the darkest day the Holy Church had ever experienced! The holy knights and priests who were guarding the Church had all died a horrible death. Even the symbol of the land of light had been destroyed by the heretics. Their so-called light had suffered the most appalling blasphemy! However, this desecration was something that no one could change!

Even if thousands of years had passed, even if tens of thousands of years had passed, the people who believed in the West would always think about this day and would silently mourn. They couldn't help but shiver!

After a long moment of silence, Lin Bai slowly waved his hands as he stared at the faith's will, "All of you should disperse as well!"

"Don't you think your actions are a bit too excessive? "Heretic, you have to accept your judgement!" And right at this moment, a brilliant splendor suddenly scattered down from the sky. Following the brilliant radiance, a voice suddenly appeared. That voice was incomparably vast, like rolling thunder that swept through the heavens, bringing with it a pressure that others would not be able to look up to.

As the voice faded away, a huge hand that seemed to be formed from countless bright lights reached out to Lin Bai, who was silently staring at the ruins of St. Peter's Cathedral.

This palm strike was incomparably swift. The speed, the power, it could be said to be the fastest that Lin Bai had ever seen. In fact, this palm strike even faintly made him feel as if he had returned to the Mount Shu Sword Sect and seen the green lotus struggle against this unknown existence!

What kind of power was this? This kind of power absolutely should not exist in this world! After destroying the Church, am I supposed to have to hand it over to them here?! Staring at the giant hand whistling towards him, Lin Bai felt that he couldn't avoid it. His heart was filled with mockery!

He destroyed the Church, he destroyed the faith of millions of people in the Western World, he trampled these magnificent buildings under his feet, but at this moment, he was once again going to be killed by such an unexpected force, how ironic was that …