We said we would experience life, fairy, how did you become real?.

Chapter 255 Until the world's hair turns white, until the withered tree under the clouds blooms.

"Mother, is Brother Xiao alright?"

"Mother doesn't know either, but I guess everything should be alright."

"Mommy, this older sister is so pretty, but why doesn't she have any hair?"

"Weiwei, this is a monk, but a female monk. This is the first time Mother has ever seen one."

"Mother, what is this thing? It's pink, chubby, and has wings. It's so cute!" As she spoke, Ning Wei reached out and gently poked the unconscious Chaos.

The little wonton's chubby belly bounced around.

"Well, Mother doesn't really know either." Madam Wang quickly put her daughter's hand down. "But you can't touch people without permission."

"Oh wow."

Ning Wei nodded and continued to look at her older sister lying on the bed.

Not long ago, when the young woman was washing clothes by the river, she saw a lotus flower slowly drifting downstream.

A man and a woman were lying on the lotus flower.

After rescuing the man and woman from the lotus, Madam Wang realized that the man was Young Master Xiao.

Madam Wang quickly pulled Young Master Xiao down from the lotus, covered him with some straw, and pushed him back to the courtyard in a small cart, where no one noticed.

"Mother, look, this older sister seems to be waking up."

Seeing the older sister's long eyelashes flutter gently, Ning Wei quickly tugged at her mother's sleeve.

Madam Wang looked up and saw the young girl lying on the bed slowly open her eyes.

The girl's eyes held a hint of daze.

When Wangxin saw a woman and a little girl looking at her from the head of her bed, she was even more confused.

She only remembered that a cultivator at the Immortal Realm struck her with a palm, and she used the protective magic artifact given to her by her abbot grandfather. After that, she had no idea what happened.

"Xiao Mo!"

Once fully conscious, Wang Xin immediately thought of Xiao Mo.

"Don't worry, young lady, Young Master Xiao is resting in the next room," Madam Wang reassured Wangxin, then asked with a hint of doubt, "What is the relationship between you and Young Master Xiao?"

“Xiao Mo is my friend,” Wang Xin replied. “Esteemed guests, may I ask where this place is?”

"This is our residence. Earlier, the young lady and Young Master Xiao floated down on a lotus flower, and I stopped the lotus flower and brought Young Master Xiao and the young lady home."

Actually, my family has known Mr. Xiao for a long time.

Back in Maple Leaf City, the Wangchuan Sect tried to forcibly take away my daughter, but it was Young Master Xiao who helped me.

Afterwards, Young Master Xiao had someone escort my concubine and daughter to the Myriad Paths Sect.

To put Wangxin at ease, Madam Wang explained the whole story in detail, and also recounted the kindness that Young Master Xiao had shown to her family when they were in Maple Leaf City.

Wang Xin learned that Madam Wang and her daughter had indeed moved into Yexue Peak, where the Blood Lord had taken them in.

Just a few months ago, Xue Kui told them that Yin-Yang Eyes needed to go to the mortal world for a period of time to train, and it was not good for them to stay in the Demon Sect. So he sent the two of them to this courtyard, saying that he would take them back in four years.

Although Wang Xin didn't know the reason, this encounter was indeed fate.

Wang Xin got out of bed, went to Xiao Mo's room, and channeled her spiritual energy into Xiao Mo's body to examine his condition.

Just as Wang Xin had predicted—

Although Xiao Mo failed this tribulation and survived, it was still a tribulation for immortals.

After failing his tribulation, Xiao Mo's spiritual veins and physical bones were severely damaged, and his cultivation level had fallen to the Nascent Soul stage, even teetering on the brink of collapse, at which point he might not even be able to maintain his Nascent Soul state.
Let alone the level of attainment.

Xiao Mo's soul was also damaged to some extent, and it is unknown when he will wake up.

For most people, such severe damage to their soul could mean being bedridden for life and never waking up.

The day after Wangxin woke up, Xiaohundun also woke up. Xiaohundun was not injured.

However, it became very disappointed when it saw its owner lying motionless on the bed.

"Migu Migu."

Sitting on the edge of Xiao Mo's bed, Little Chaos rubbed against Xiao Mo's cheek, trying to wake its master, but to no avail.

one day.
Two days
Three days
As time went by, Wangxin and Xiaohundun had gotten used to life here.

Because there are many villagers in the village where Wangxin lives, his appearance is too conspicuous and may spread the word, attracting cultivators to come.

So Wangxin put on the wig again, took off his monk's robe, and put on ordinary hemp clothes.

Wang Xin takes care of Xiao Mo every day, wiping his body and preparing various medicines for him.

Aside from making a few "meows" in Xiao Mo's ear every day in an attempt to wake him up, Little Chaos follows Wang Xin around, searching for rare and precious treasures.

He would try any method that was available.

She even forgot herself and chanted Buddhist scriptures to the withered tree in the courtyard, hoping that Buddha would bless Xiao Mo to wake up.

Seeing everything Wangxin did for Young Master Xiao, even though Miss Wangxin said they were friends.

But Madam Wang felt there was definitely more.

If they were just friends, how could they go to such lengths?

For the girl who had forgotten her heart, it seemed that Xiao Mo was her life.

Before we knew it, half a month had passed.

A heavy snow fell in this small village.

The snow started falling in the latter half of the night and hadn't stopped by dawn.

The earthen-yellow rooftops were covered with a thick layer of white, with only a few chimneys showing dark, damp patches. Snowflakes had settled on the straw piled up on the courtyard wall, forming a loose layer.

The bare sycamore tree stood in the courtyard, its branches drooping slightly under the weight of the snow. Occasionally, a clump of snow would slide off the branch, splashing up fine snowflakes at the foot of the tree.

Occasionally, the sound of dogs barking could be heard from the courtyard, muffled, before silence returned.

Early in the morning, when Ning Wei woke up, she saw Sister Wangxin kneeling under the sycamore tree as usual, chanting Buddhist scriptures and praying for Brother Xiao.

"Sister Wangxin," Ning Wei stepped forward and called out softly.

"Hmm?" Wang Xin slowly opened her eyes and looked at the girl beside her.

"Why is Sister Wangxin praying to a phoenix tree? Shouldn't she be praying to a Buddha statue?" Ning Wei asked.

Actually, Ning Wei had wanted to ask this for a long time.

But her mother told her not to disturb Sister Wangxin.

Ning Wei's curiosity kept growing, and today she finally couldn't resist anymore.

“The abbot said that Buddha is all things. As long as you are sincere in your heart, you don’t need to face a Buddha statue. You can face a stone instead,” Wangxin replied gently.

“Sister Ke Wangxin, you’ve been praying for so long, what if Buddha doesn’t respond?” Ning Wei asked.

"If Buddha does not answer me, then I will keep praying."

"How long does Sister Wangxin want to last?" Ning Wei asked, unable to bear it.

"how long."

The girl looked up and watched the snowflakes fall from the sky.

"Until the world's hair turns white."

"Until the withered tree under the clouds blooms."

(End of this chapter)