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

Chapter 87 Then what if I spend my whole life searching for him?
Xiao Mo returned to the palace in the evening.

Not long ago, Yan Shan'ao had a chat with Xiao Mo.

The coronation ceremony was postponed to four months later.

The reason is that Elder Huang of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect arrived a few days late, thus missing the auspicious day the day before yesterday.

The nearest auspicious day is only four months away.

Although delaying it for four months would indeed cause some unforeseen problems, Yan Shan'ao and Empress Dowager Yan wished they could immediately send their clanswomen to Xiao Mo's palace.

However, they dared not neglect such a grand ceremony as the coronation of an empress.

Auspicious dates and times contribute to harmony between husband and wife, prosperity for descendants, and even greater stability for the nation.

So even if they have to wait, they will wait for a good day.

Xiao Mo didn't care about this; whether they got married or not, it was all the same to him.

It's also better to get married later.

Otherwise, he would have to spend time with the Empress.

Even if Yan Ruxue becomes the empress, she can still follow him legitimately.

Your every move may be being monitored by the other party.

After bathing in Qingquan Palace, Xiao Mo returned to his bedroom and immediately entered the Book of a Hundred Generations.

The third incarnation of the Book of a Hundred Lifetimes (the second incarnation of "White as Snow") is not yet complete. Does the host wish to enter the River of Time and observe the events that occur after the host's passing?

"Yes."

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Mo transformed into an observer once again, stepping into the long river of time in the Book of a Hundred Generations.

Upon arriving at Shiqiao Village, Xiao Mo stood outside the courtyard, watching the woman inside sweeping the yard.

Her hair turned completely silver-white, and she exuded an extremely strong dragon aura.

But there was no life in her golden eyes.

It was as if the woman's heart was about to die, with only a fragile thread holding it up.

"Ugh"

Xiao Mo sighed softly.

How could he not know the reason?

But as an observer, there was nothing he could do but watch quietly, hoping that time would fade the mark he left on her heart.

"It seems your internal injuries have healed."

Fuchen arrived at the courtyard and quietly looked at the white-haired woman in front of him.

"Ah."

Bai Ruxue nodded.

The woman's stunningly beautiful face revealed a coldness as pure as ice and snow.

The girl who used to love to laugh seems to have not laughed in a long time.

"Is this your last day here?" Fuchen noticed the bundle on the table.

Bai Ruxue raised her head and looked at the courtyard where she had lived for so long: "My injuries have healed, it's time for me to leave. He's waiting for me."

"Like snow."

Fuchen sighed.

"Before he left this courtyard, he told me that after he died, he hoped to be buried under the stones on the path south of Sheshan. Although Xiao Mo disappeared in the North Sea, the human race believes in burial for peace, so let's bury his clothes there."

Bai Ruxue, as if she hadn't heard Fuchen's words, called out to Xiaoqing, "Xiaoqing, it's time to set off."

"Okay, sister."

Xiaoqing, who had been eavesdropping on her master and sister's conversation in the room, responded and opened the door to come out.

Bai Ruxue walked past Fuchen and said, "Daoist Fuchen, people need to be buried to be at peace after they die. Xiao Mo is not dead!"

The woman's long, silvery-white hair was lifted by the breeze, gently brushing against the shoulders of her whisk.

When Fuchen turned around, Bai Ruxue and her younger sister had already disappeared into the horizon.

For the next few years, Bai Ruxue and Xiaoqing searched for Xiao Mo's reincarnation.

Bai Ruxue took her younger sister and traveled all over the country.

In most prefectures and counties of the State of Qi, especially along dikes and rivers, there were usually ancestral halls dedicated to Xiao Mo.

Whenever Bai Ruxue sees the statue of a scholar in a blue robe in the ancestral hall, she stands there for a long time.

"Uncle, why are most of the ancestral halls of Prime Minister Xiao located by the water?" Xiaoqing asked an old man who came to pay his respects.

"The young lady must be from out of town."

The old man smiled.

"This Prime Minister Xiao, during his lifetime, built water conservancy projects and dredged waterways, saving countless ordinary people and creating countless fertile fields. Wherever Prime Minister Xiao was, no matter how big the flood was, we were not afraid."

Therefore, the Prime Minister's ancestral hall stands here to suppress river disasters and protect us.

Let me tell you some things that most people don't know.

The old man grinned, revealing his large yellow teeth: "When I was a child, there was a flood. Prime Minister Xiao came to help with the disaster relief. I was fortunate enough to meet Prime Minister Xiao and even spoke with him."

I asked Prime Minister Xiao, "Grandpa, why don't you, like other gentlemen, lie in your mansions and eat delicacies, but come here to suffer?"

Guess what Prime Minister Xiao said? The old man's eyes were filled with reminiscence.

"Prime Minister Xiao said that he was not used to the delicacies of the mountains and seas, and that it was better to eat coarse rice and wild vegetables from his hometown. Moreover, he said that dredging the waterways and building water conservancy projects were for the benefit of the people and also for his own selfish reasons."

I asked again, "Grandpa Xiao, what is your ulterior motive?"

The old prime minister said, "My selfish motive is for a woman I love."

After the old man finished speaking, Xiaoqing glanced at her older sister.

Bai Ruxue didn't say much, but just stared intently at the statue of a scholar holding a scroll.

I don't know how many years have passed.

Bai Ruxue left the Qi Kingdom and went to other human kingdoms to search for Xiao Mo's reincarnation.

She crossed snow-capped mountains, traversed deserts, and walked across plains.

At the same time, Bai Ruxue is also collecting techniques that can locate reincarnated individuals.

Several times, these spells actually produced a response.

But each time Bai Ruxue ran excitedly towards the place indicated by the spell, the person she saw was not him.

During her travels, Bai Ruxue also practiced medicine, helped those in distress, and exorcised demons.

Once, a great plague struck Pingchang County in the State of Wei. Bai Ruxue stayed there for three years, solely to treat the people.

Xiaoqing watched her sister's busy figure.

she found.

My sister seems to be gradually becoming like Brother Xiao.

A thousand years have passed just like that.

Bai Ruxue has entered the realm of immortals.

In the North Sea, Bai Ruxue built a dragon palace.

Many people believe that it is normal for a demon emperor in the immortal realm to establish a dragon palace and expand his power.

But Xiaoqing knew that her sister built the Dragon Palace so that more people could help her search for Brother Xiao.

Another hundred years will pass.

On this day, the Tianxuan Sect sent a letter.

Inside was a formation diagram that Fuchen had given to Bai Ruxue.

The formation is called the "Three Lives Formation," which was found by Fuchen in the desolate land.

Once this formation is established, if Xiao Mo were to be reincarnated, he might be able to sense his location.

However, setting up this formation requires far too many rare and precious materials.

But Bai Ruxue was not afraid.

It took another seven hundred years for Bai Ruxue to complete the formation.

However, the formation still did not react.

All Xiaoqing could see was her sister sitting quietly in that formation every day, waiting.

"Sister." That day, Xiaoqing came over.

"Xiaoqing, what's wrong?" Bai Ruxue looked up at her younger sister.

Xiaoqing clenched her fists, looking hesitant, but finally mustered her courage and said, "Sister, let's forget about it."

Bai Ruxue tilted her head: "What do you mean, let it go?"

"Sister, don't go looking for Brother Xiao anymore." Xiaoqing pressed her small hand tightly to her heart. "Sister, you've been searching for him for two thousand three hundred years. If Brother Xiao could be reincarnated, he would have been long ago. Two thousand three hundred years have passed, and Brother Xiao's soul might already be gone."

In the end, Xiaoqing didn't say it aloud.

She kept her head down, her expression very somber.

She also misses Brother Xiao very much.

But after so many years, there is no hope left.

She didn't want to see her sister look like this for the rest of her life.

Hearing her sister's words, Bai Ruxue hugged her knees and looked up at the Three Lives Array floating above the Dragon Palace: "Xiao Qing, I know your feelings, but I can sense that Xiao Mo is not 'dead,' his soul is still here."

“But sister, even if Brother Xiao’s soul is still here, how can we find him in this vast sea of ​​people?” Xiaoqing raised her head and looked directly into her sister’s eyes. “Sister, you have been searching for over two thousand years. Are you going to spend your whole life searching for Brother Xiao?”

Xiaoqing's voice echoed softly throughout the palace.

As Xiaoqing's voice fell silent, the palace once again fell silent.

The Three Lives Formation continued to operate above the palace. Below the formation were spiritual pillars, and in the center of each pillar was a spirit-gathering array, all working together to maintain the Three Lives Formation.

After a long while, the corners of the woman's mouth slightly curved upwards.

Seeing her sister's smile, Xiaoqing was momentarily stunned.

For over 2,300 years, this was the first time she had seen her sister smile.

"Xiaoqing, he waited for me his whole life."

The older sister stood up, walked to her younger sister, and gently stroked her cheek, her tender words like the spring sunshine shining on the sea.

"Then what's wrong with spending my whole life searching for him?"

(End of this chapter)