"Disperse your cultivation?"
On Peach Blossom Island, at the altar, Ban Yue had a look of shock on his face after hearing the words of the high priest.
Others may not know it clearly, but she knows how difficult it has been for this little guy to get to where he is today.
The eight meridians are blocked, and he has gone through countless hardships before embarking on the path of martial arts. Who can understand the pain of repairing every time a meridians are broken.
Now, after finally cultivating to the fifth level, and seeing that everything is going to be on the right track, he is about to give up his practice.
"Let's go."
Li Ziye looked at the eyes of everyone in front of him and said calmly, "Nothing is as important as life, right?"
"Xiao Ziye."
Banyue opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but she didn't know what to say.
Behind High Priest Bai Yue, Luo Luo and Hauni looked at each other and fell silent.
If you don't let go, you will definitely die. If you let go, there may be a glimmer of hope, but it will only delay the time of death a little.
As the high priest said, there is no solution to Xiao Ziye's situation, only expedient measures.
"Xiao Ziye, there is still one day, you can think about it slowly."
High Priest Baiyue stared at the white-haired young man in front of him and said softly, "Don't make a decision in a hurry."
"Don't think about it."
Li Ziye smiled and said, "That's it. There's nothing to hesitate about. After finishing the exercise, there should be other procedures. No wait. If the scholar cheats, I will die in less than three days. Isn't that right? What a big loss.”
“There’s definitely other things to do.”
High Priest Baiyue glanced at the moon in the sky and replied, "It's just that it's probably too late tonight. Besides, after your cultivation is gone, your body will definitely be very weak. It's best to rest for a day."
"Then let's relax first."
Li Ziye made a decisive decision, "No more delay. The high priest will tell me what to do."
"Just go up."
High Priest Baiyue looked at the altar in front and said, "Leave the rest to me."
"good."
Li Ziye responded and immediately stepped onto the altar.
"High Priest."
Seeing Xiao Ziye go up to the altar, Ban Yiyue took a step forward and asked unwillingly, "Is there no other way? You also know how difficult it is for Xiao Ziye to cultivate to this day."
"No."
High Priest Baiyue sighed, turned around and walked onto the altar without saying anything more.
"Liyue."
In front of the altar, Luo Luo looked at his close friends beside him and consoled him, "Save Xiao Ziye's life first, and do the rest step by step."
"I know."
Banyue clenched her hands tightly and nodded weakly.
If she could save her life by dispersing her skills, then she wouldn't be so unwilling.
Everyone watched. On the altar, Li Ziye sat cross-legged next to the statue of the Moon God, with a calm look on his face, and there was not much trouble in his expression.
"Xiao Ziye, please bear with me."
High Priest Baiyue stepped forward and gave a reminder. He immediately turned his palm to condense the essence and slowly pressed it on the former's back. Immediately, a steady stream of true essence poured into his body and began to disperse his five divine treasures. Infuriated.
"Well!"
As the true energy was peeling off, Li Ziye let out a muffled groan, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"Xiao Ziye."
In front of the altar, Ban Yue felt the rapid dissipation of Qi in the former's body, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.
On the side, Hauni couldn't help but look away when she saw this scene, and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
If there were other ways, who would choose this path?
Time passed little by little, and the zhenqi fluctuations on the white-haired young man on the altar became weaker and weaker. After about a moment, all the zhenqi dispersed between the sky and the earth, and not a single trace was left.
After years of hard training, it all came to an end in one night.
When the choice comes, there isn't even a moment to prepare.
Behind him, High Priest Baiyue stopped his hand, his true energy converged, and he was silent, not knowing how to comfort him.
In the sky, the bright moon moves westward, and in the east, a flash of white fish belly appears, indicating that the night is coming to an end and dawn is coming.
On the altar, Li Ziye sat there, panting feebly, and it took him half an hour to recover.
"Liyue, let's go. Let's go back first. Xiao Ziye and the high priest should have a lot to say."
At dawn, in front of the altar, Luo Luo gave a reminder and immediately left with many clan members.
Banbian Yue looked at the white-haired young man on the altar and hesitated to speak. In the end, he said nothing and turned to leave.
That's all, let him be quiet.
Not long after, all the Baiyue tribe members left in front of the altar, leaving only the high priest and Li Ziye on the altar.
In the eastern sky, the first ray of morning light fell. High Priest Baiyue sat down and looked at the rising sun in the east. He said softly, "Take your time. If your cultivation is gone, you can still cultivate it again, but your life is gone." Nothing is gone."
"Um."
Li Ziye took a deep breath, looked up at the rising sun in the sky, and asked with a confused look, "High Priest, do you think that after the dark night, dawn will definitely come?"
"Will."
High Priest Baiyue said categorically, "You have to believe in yourself. You have been working so hard for so many years. Isn't it because you believe that no matter how many difficulties you have, they are only temporary and hope will definitely come?"
"High Priest, I'm really tired."
Li Ziye stared at Dongfang and murmured softly, "This time, I may really be unable to hold on."
After hearing what the former said, High Priest Baiyue trembled slightly and looked over. When he saw the tired look on the face of the young man in front of him, he couldn't express the sadness in his heart.
This was the first time she had seen such a vulnerable side of this little guy.
It turns out that he will be tired too.
At the same time, in the southern territory of Dashang, Kong Qiu, who had always been paying attention to the situation on Peach Blossom Island, withdrew his gaze and sighed helplessly in his heart.
"Confucian leader."
On the side, Faru asked anxiously, "How's it going?"
"My cultivation is gone." Confucius replied truthfully.
When Fa Ru heard this, his body trembled violently.
Broken up?
He obviously worked so hard to get to where he is today.
"We can't let go anymore."
Confucius said with a complex expression, "His body is already riddled with holes and cannot withstand the impact of any true energy. Only when it dissipates can he have a glimmer of hope."
"Has High Priest Bai Yue found a way to save him?" Faru suppressed the waves in his heart and asked with a heavy expression.
"There is no way to save each other, only expediency."
Confucius replied, "That little guy's body can never return to its previous state. Any way to extend his life is useless to him. Now, the only way is to delay and let his body collapse. The speed can be slower.”
Having said this, Kong Qiu looked towards Nanling and said in a solemn voice, "Qiao'er and the others are already looking for news about Kunshan. This is the last chance."
