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

Chapter 257 This is my only path

Twenty days passed after Xiao Mo woke up.

Over the past few days, Xiao Mo's external injuries have almost completely healed thanks to the herbal medicine carefully prepared by Wang Xin.

The skin that had been charred black by the lightning strike had fallen off, and new flesh and skin had grown back.

However, Xiao Mo's spiritual veins and physical constitution did not improve at all.

The Soul-Gathering Blade was simply placed in the room.

Because the Soul-Gathering Blade has absorbed too much blood and evil energy in Xiao Mo's hands over the years, pulling it out requires not only a sufficient cultivation level, but also a sufficient amount of blood and evil energy to propel it.

Therefore, it has become a luxury for Xiao Mo to draw out the Soul-Gathering Blade now.

Xiao Mo would sit in the courtyard every day to meditate, trying to repair the spiritual veins and bones in his body, but all his efforts were in vain.

Sometimes, Xiao Mo would even act too hastily, causing the bloodthirsty energy to attack his heart, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and further damaging his spiritual veins and bones.

Whenever Wang Xin saw Xiao Mo like this, she would feel extremely anxious and worried.

Countless times, Wang Xin wanted to persuade Xiao Mo to give up.

Otherwise, if Xiao Mo continues to struggle like this, not only will he not be able to recover his cultivation level, but his body might not even be able to withstand it.

Even the heart knows.

How could Xiao Mo possibly listen to what she said?
However, Xiao Mo wasn't stupid. After trying to repair the spiritual veins multiple times, all of which ended in failure, Xiao Mo realized that this method was simply not going to work, so he simply gave up for the time being.

Xiao Mo stopped repairing the spiritual veins and instead sat in the courtyard in a daze, which lasted all day.

He pondered all the ways to rebuild the spiritual veins in his mind.

But no matter which path you take, it's a dead end.

One day, as Xiao Mo sat on a stone bench and saw a spider weaving its web in a tree, a bold conjecture flashed through his mind.

No one has tried this method before, and it is extremely risky.

But Xiao Mo finally decided to give it a try.

Otherwise, what's the point of just surviving like this?

From that day onward, Xiao Mo would sit in the courtyard and meditate every morning after waking up.

As usual, Xiao Mo helped Madam Wang chop firewood.

When Ning Wei was practicing her cultivation techniques, Xiao Mo would still provide her with appropriate guidance.

Although Xiao Mo's current cultivation level is only at the cave dwelling level, his vision is still there.

The cultivation technique Ning Wei practices, "Thousand Soul Yin Yang Technique," is a technique that is extremely suitable for Ning Wei's cultivation.

If Ning Wei is diligent enough and talented enough, it's not impossible for her to enter the upper three realms in the future through her cultivation techniques.

Xiao Mo's actions were not much different from before.

However, Xiao Mo seemed resigned to his fate at this moment. He spent a lot of time on other things but no longer thought about reshaping the spiritual veins.

Wang Xin watched Xiao Mo's every move with suspicion.

She didn't think Xiao Mo would give up so easily, but she didn't know what Xiao Mo was doing.

Wang Xin just felt that Xiao Mo seemed to be making some preparations for something.

He was emptying his mind, and then his heart became more at peace.

"Wangxin, could you explain the Buddhist teachings of your Kongnian Temple to me?"

One day, as Wangxin walked past Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo said to Wangxin.

"Huh?" Wang Xin thought she had misheard. "Xiao Mo, do you want to learn Buddhism?"

"It's not really learning, I just want to hear it." Xiao Mo shook his head. "If it can't be shared, then forget it."

"Yes, yes, that's fine." A look of joy flashed in Wangxin's eyes. She quickly ran into her room and took out a scripture. "Let's start with this one."

Seeing Wang Xin's happy expression, Xiao Mo nodded: "Then I'll trouble you."

“It’s no trouble at all.” Wang Xin shook her head.

Although Wang Xin doesn't know what Xiao Mo is going to do, it would be good if he could persuade Xiao Mo to do good and find a bit of peace in Buddhism.

And so, in the small courtyard, the woman earnestly recited Buddhist scriptures, while the man listened attentively.

Sometimes Madam Wang would listen in from the sidelines; she was quite interested in Buddhism.

Ning Wei tried to listen for a while, but became more and more confused, so she picked up the little dumpling and went to play.

The sound of Buddhist scriptures could be heard from time to time beside the stone table in the courtyard. Not far away, Little Chaos rolled around in the courtyard, turning himself into a small snowball.

Ning Wei chased after Little Chaos everywhere.

It was as if time had stopped at that moment.

Before we knew it, winter had passed and the old snow had melted.

That morning, Xiao Mo said something to Madam Wang and Wang Xin, and then left early.

Xiao Mo arrived at a hilltop outside the village.

He took out some spirit stones from his storage bag and slowly set up a magic array.

Half an hour later, after the magic array was set up, Xiao Mo sat cross-legged in the array, with the stream flowing slowly down in front of him.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Mo released all the spiritual power and blood energy within his body.

In an instant, the bone-corroding evil energy began to erode Xiao Mo's body.

Cold sweat beaded on Xiao Mo's forehead, and he gripped his knees tightly with his hands.

He controlled the evil energy within his body, directly removing the damaged parts of his spiritual veins and bones.

This process was like Xiao Mo taking a scalpel, cutting open his own abdomen, and performing surgery to remove the lesions.

Moreover, the entire "surgery" must be performed while the patient remains conscious, without any anesthesia, and the pain is hundreds or thousands of times greater than the pain of having flesh torn apart.

After Xiao Mo removed the damaged spiritual veins and bones from his body, he used blood and evil energy to construct new spiritual veins and fill his bones.

This was the solution Xiao Mo had come up with.

Since his spiritual veins and foundation were severely damaged and difficult to repair.

Then I simply used my blood and evil energy to build a bridge to connect all the spiritual veins.

Using the blood and evil energy as "materials," the root bones are repaired.

The entire process was extremely painful and dangerous; if Xiao Mo wasn't careful, he might suffer a qi deviation.

So during this time, Xiao Mo studied Buddhist scriptures and did other things to try his best to calm his mind.

If, in the end, he fails and his reason is completely destroyed by the bloodthirsty energy, turning him into a "blood demon," then the moment Xiao Mo steps out of this magic array, he will be annihilated by the array.

Xiao Mo didn't know if this method would work, but in his view, it was his only way out.

"Kill them."

"Xiao Mo! Prepare to die!"

"Please don't kill us, please, please don't kill us."

"Fifth brother, this is the Western Regions! I will not be bullied, I will climb to the top step by step!"

"Kid, remember this: in the Western Regions, if you don't get eaten, you have to eat people first!"

While constructing spiritual veins and repairing his physical bones, Xiao Mo kept recalling every major battle he had fought before, and every single person he had killed.

"boom!"

With a loud bang.

Bloodlust burst forth from the forest, directly destroying the magic array surrounding Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were bloodshot, devoid of any humanity, like a bloodthirsty beast.

"Xiao Mo, dinner's ready. Xiao Mo, where are you?"

Wang Xin kept calling out Xiao Mo's name in the woods, searching for his figure.

Upon sensing the bloodthirsty aura, Wang Xin was startled and immediately flew over.

Soon, Wang Xin saw Xiao Mo slowly stand up by the stream.

"Xiao Mo?"

Wang Xin called out softly, a feeling of extreme unease rising in his heart.

Xiao Mo turned around and saw him transform his blood energy into a long sword, which vanished from the spot in an instant.