PFC Chapter 113 What on earth did Master Lin experience?
Chapter 113 What on earth did Master Lin experience?
Everyone was only focused on what was happening in the air, and no one noticed Rong Xin's gaze.
"Master!"
Lin Xuxi leaped forward, her right hand supporting the severely injured, falling Sect Leader. With a flick of her left sleeve, she drew the Sky-Blocking Umbrella into her grasp. A purple talisman shot forth, blocking the pursuing waves and protecting the Sect Leader as he descended back into the barrier.
"Xier, the Mahayana period is hidden...inside." The sect leader clenched Xier's hand, his throat filled with blood and his voice was hoarse.
Lin Xuxi landed on the ground holding the sect leader, and everyone immediately surrounded him.
"metropolitan."
"metropolitan!"
"There's a traitor in Xuanyu Sect." The Sect Master held Xixier's hand and instructed her word by word, blood in his mouth: "Tell the disciples of Xuanyu Sect to use the talisman you gave them. I, I can resist."
"No, not Master." Lin Xuxi threw the umbrella aside. Seeing Master vomiting blood, the tears she had been trying to hold back still rolled down like watermelons.
She caught the blood her master spat out with her bare hands, suppressed her tears, and shook her head, saying, "There are Mahayana demon cultivators hiding inside. Apart from self-destruction, what other methods do you have to stop them?"
Self-destruction, Lin Xuxi knew it too well.
Even though she often recalled the despair, resentment and pain in her past life, she would deliberately avoid it. She would not let the Sect Master experience that moment.
"Master, Master, please don't say such things." Lin Xuxi held Master's hand, pressed it against her face, and choked with sobs, "Master, Master, can you bear to let Xi'er go? And Senior Brother Rong Yi, Senior Brother Yin Li, we are all your children."
Yin Li knelt beside his master, clutching the medicine bottle in both hands. Even the most aloof and composed person couldn't help but tear up.
Jiang Sihan knelt on the other side. He looked at the seriously injured Sect Leader, and his once resolute heart wavered a little. He seemed to sense sadness, and an uncontrollable sadness surged in his heart.
"Xier has grown up now. In the future, she must cough cough - well, cough cough - take good care of the disciples of Xuanyu Sect." The Sect Master shook his head.
"Master, you'll be fine." Lin Xuxi thought of the medicine Duanmei had given her as an apology. She wouldn't let her master die again.
"Since I was a child, I have always been the most well-behaved and respectful person around my father, the emperor, and the empress, until I came to the world of immortal cultivation. Master, you always told me, Xi'er, that I don't have to follow the rules in everything. If immortal cultivators follow the rules in everything, they can't break the rules. You took me fishing and taught me to play the flute, and Xi'er remembered everything."
The others couldn't help feeling sad when they heard this, and they gathered around, not knowing what to say.
Tao Fengzhi had seen the unrestrained Master Lin and the indifferent Master Lin, but this was the first time he saw Master Lin cry, and his tears seemed to fall on his heart.
Hong Qing pushed aside the crowd and stood behind Xier. He wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know what to say.
With the only cultivator in the Spiritual Transformation Stage suffering such serious injuries, what chance do they have of winning?
"Han'er, Li'er, Xi'er." The leader wanted to call out another name, but found that Rong Yi was not beside him. He grabbed Xi'er's hand and forced himself to sit up, urging, "Hurry up."
The barrier was originally set by the Sect Master, and now that he was seriously injured, it was naturally damaged. The clue was obvious when looking at the Sky-Blocking Umbrella, whose brilliance was also half lost.
It was visible to the naked eye that the barrier was becoming weaker under the erosion of the huge waves, and it seemed that it could not last long.
"No!" Lin Xuxi forced a pill into Master's mouth and motioned for Senior Brother Yin Li to come over and lend a hand. "Senior Brother Yin Li, hold Master up."
"Okay." Yin Li put down the pile of medicine bottles and reached out to help his master. But he didn't know what his junior sister was going to do, so he just looked at her.
Lin Xuxi raised her sleeves and took all of Senior Brother Yin Li's medicine for herself. She wiped the tears from her face and stuffed something into her master's hand.
She took a small step back, knelt down and kowtowed three times, then straightened her back, smiling with tears in her eyes, "Master, you always say that the word 'Master' means like a teacher and a father. I am worthy of the heavens and the earth. Even when the disciples of Fushan beat me up, insulted, scolded, and blamed me, I always remembered Master's expectations and never treated them harshly or blamed them. All the favor and kindness you have given Xier, Xier has always given to the disciples of Fushan, striving to be a good master's wife and an elder. But, Master, not everyone is worthy of your heartfelt devotion."
Lin Xuxi knew that if there were any Mahayana cultivators among the demonic cultivators, she would be unable to return. She only wanted to vent her grievances to her master before she died.
Only when it comes to the child does he dare to express his grievances. These are his heartfelt words and also his last words.
She believed that her master would understand.
Hearing this, the disciples of Fushan around him lowered their heads, feeling ashamed and sad.
Wei Yujun looked at Lin Xuxi's back. It was a familiar figure. He had seen it since he was a child. Whenever there was danger, it was always this figure that stood in front of him.
"They are not worthy, but Master is different. Now, Master, let me protect you for once."
After Lin Xuxi finished speaking, he reached out and picked up the umbrella and left resolutely.
"Xier."
"Junior sister." Yin Li could only grab a piece of clothing, and in the end he couldn't even hold on to a piece of clothing.
Lin Xuxi went there with the determination to die.
The sect leader murmured, "The Sky-Covering Umbrella requires a person at the Spirit Transformation Stage to activate." What could Xier use to fight the enemy?
He looked down at his palm and saw the small sachet.
What was unexpected to everyone was that Lin Xuxi actually activated the sky-covering umbrella. The sky-covering umbrella was shining brightly in Lin Xuxi's hand, without any dimming.
"He's in the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm." Tao Feng was the only one who looked calm. He breathed a sigh of relief, remembering what Master Lin had just said.
Fushan's disciples beat, insulted, rebuked, and blamed him, but Tao Fengzhi felt the same way with just a few simple words. He couldn't believe what kind of suffering made Master Lin say such words.
Such a wronged face, with sadness and loneliness that no one can share.
At this time, Tao Feng hated everyone in Fushan, and even hated Zhou Jingyue.
What exactly did Master Lin experience?
"Senior brother, senior brother." Zhou Jingyue turned his face away and looked at Senior Brother Yan with tears in his eyes.
Yan Chuhua closed his eyes, holding back his tears, his heart aching.
Jian Hui and Yan Yao were bewildered. They had no idea when they had bullied Lin Xuxi. She had clearly been the first to speak rudely, so was there anything wrong with teaching her a lesson?
Jianhui even felt that Lin Xuxi was being pretentious and deliberately framing him.
None of Fushan's other disciples dared to argue, because every word the master's wife said was true.
"Another person in the God Transformation Stage?" When will Xuanyu Sect have another person in the God Transformation Stage?
Jiang Sihan didn't have time to ask anything. He just watched Lin Xuxi activate the Sky-Blocking Umbrella. He knew this was a good opportunity and said sternly, "Wei Yuyun, talisman cultivators and sword cultivators, listen to my orders..."
"The disciple is here!"
"Infuse spiritual power and stabilize the barrier!"
Wei Yuyun loudly replied, "Yes!" But he couldn't help but look up at the figure holding up the umbrella. He was horrified: Is he really in the Spiritual Transformation Stage?
Why did he always think that Lin Xuxi was a waste?
Rong Xin looked up at Lin Xuxi, gritting her teeth in hatred. How could she be in the Spiritual Transformation Stage? Lin Xuxi, you lied to me! How dare you lie to me? You're only in the late Nascent Soul Stage!
Damn it, Lin Xuxi.
But even if you're at the Spiritual Transformation stage, what's the point? He's at the Mahayana stage, and you'll be dead if you face him. Even your worthless sect leader couldn't resist, so how could you?