Chapter 9 This Is a Lie

"Traitor! Traitor! Traitor!"

"Without spiritual roots, how can you practice in the future!"

Senjian Hall.

Cloud-patterned tiger painting, misty green smoke, and ancient trees covering the top.

Li Wanshou's face was gloomy. It was the first time that he shouted at Xu Xi. He could make the usually kind old man scold him like this, which showed that he was really angry this time.

"It's very simple. I just don't practice, teacher."

Xu Xi replied with a faint smile. Perhaps because this simulation has come to an end, he was not timid in the face of the furious Li Wanshou.

He paused.

This time his voice was a little calm: "After all, I don't have many years to live after this time. It doesn't matter whether I practice or not."

Hearing this, Li Wanshou's expression froze, and the anger on his face gradually faded, changing into a very complicated expression, just staring at his beloved disciple who had lost all his cultivation.

"Speak, tell me clearly from beginning to end what you did."

"Yes, teacher."

There is no concealment, and there is no need to conceal.

Xu Xi told Li Wanshou how he studied the external spiritual roots and burned himself to make them without any omissions. Li Wanshou heard it thoroughly.

"Ah", Li Wanshou's eyes widened.

He even accidentally pulled off a white beard.

"How is it possible? I just said it casually at the beginning, and you actually made an external spiritual root."

"A genius, a genius!"

Li Wanshou was overjoyed at first, and then shook his head regretfully: "It's a pity that you, kid, have cut off your spiritual roots, otherwise you can ascend to become an immortal."

The old man suddenly fell silent, shook his head and sighed.

He paced back and forth in the hall.

Finally, he stomped his feet in disappointment.

He looked at Xu Xi angrily.

"Traitor, why are you so impatient? Do you know what you have done? Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

Facing the old man's scolding, Xu Xi shook his head slightly: "If I had told you in advance, you would have stopped me."

"I understand what you mean, teacher. You want me to be slow and steady, and save Mo Li's life without hurting myself."

"But I can't do it."

"I can't watch my loved ones die."

The old man was speechless.

His lips moved subconsciously twice, but in the end he didn't dare to scold anything.

His eyes gradually became relieved, and at the same time a little relieved.

It was like seeing a naive child grow up, and the elders couldn't help but feel emotional.

"Master understands."

"Since it is your decision, then as a teacher, I have nothing to say."

All the angry emotions calmed down, and Li Wanshou said: "I will solve the sect for you, and I can say a few words."

"But Mo Li's..."

Li Wanshou hesitated to speak.

He knew that the relationship between the two siblings was very good. If his sister Xu Mo Li knew that her brother sacrificed himself to save her, she would probably be on the verge of emotional collapse.

The breeze came slowly, blowing the ancient trees outside the hall, forming the shadow of the undulating sea of ​​leaves.

In a trance, there was also the humming of the ancient bell.

Xu Xi's pupils were dim: "I don't plan to tell her the truth. After a while, I will leave the Tianjian Sect."

"By then, Mo Li will be taught by the teacher."

Sacrificing his brother's life to survive, this reality is too cruel.

Even a person who has experienced many hardships will blame himself for this.

Not to mention.

The girl who had always been with Xu Xi since she was a child.

…

After discussing everything with the master, Xu Xi slowly left the Senjian Hall with an ancient wooden sword on his back. The sword was forced upon him by the old man.

The details are as follows:

"Get lost, traitor!"

"Take this sword with you, so you won't be beaten to death by mortals in the future and lose face in public!"

The old man cursed and jumped, and blasted Xu Xi out of the ancient hall.

He closed the door with a bang.

As if he never wanted to see Xu Xi again.

Xu Xi stood outside the hall, the road paved with blue slabs winding down, stretched out his hand behind him, tightly grasped the hilt of the wooden sword, and the surging mana fluctuations were transmitted from inside.

With the permission of the original owner.

Even mortals can drive it at will.

"Disciple obeys the order."

...

After returning to the cave, Xu Xi stayed by the bed for two days before the external spiritual root was completely integrated with the girl's body, and the original heavenly disaster disappeared invisibly.

In contrast, the girl's inexplicable breakthrough in the sense of qi.

She had not really started practicing yet.

But with her own talent, she took the first step to transcend the mundane world.

"Brother..."

Xu Moli's voice was hoarse, with the weakness of recovering from a serious illness, but she soon found that her body was no longer in pain, and even had an indescribable sense of relief.

"Great."

As if she had guessed something, she smiled sweetly at Xu Xi on the sickbed: "Brother, you have done what you promised Moli."

"Yes."

Xu Xi gently held the girl's white palm that had regained its warmth.

Like holding flying flowers.

Catching the summer breeze.

The tired voice was full of gentleness: "Brother promised you that I would definitely save Mo Li, definitely."

The girl laughed even more happily, but as she laughed, her eyes became uncontrollably red, and she could only wipe them with the back of her hand.

"I'm sorry, brother, I don't know what happened, I suddenly want to cry."

"It's like something very sad has happened."

"It's so strange, I should be happy now."

I don't know why.

I don't know why.

Xu Moli clutched her clothes, her fingers turned white with force, as if something extremely important was going away, something that must not be lost, absolutely not.

It's more important than her own life, more precious than all her persistence.

It's like the roots of a tree, the wings of a bird, the teeth of an animal.

If there is no such thing, she will definitely not survive the suffocation.

"It's okay."

Xu Xi's soothing voice came from beside her, and his palm gently stroked the girl's hair. Only at this moment, the emptiness of the girl's loss of that important thing will be temporarily filled.

"I think it should be that Xiao Moli slept too long, and her body is a little uncomfortable."

"It will be fine after a while, don't worry."

Is that so...

The 17-year-old girl felt that something was wrong, but after thinking carefully, Xu Xi had no reason to lie to her. Maybe it was really because she was sick for too long before, so she couldn't control her tears.

Thinking like this, her emotions gradually calmed down.

Already.

There is nothing to be afraid of.

No matter what difficulties and obstacles we encounter, my brother will be by my side. As long as my brother is there, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Yes, as long as my brother is there.

Xu Moli took the initiative to hold Xu Xi's hand tightly, holding it very hard, holding it tightly and refusing to let go.

"Will my brother leave Moli?"

"...No."

This is a lie.