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

When Bai Ruxue walked up to the whisk, she seemed not to see it and brushed past her.

Fuchen turned around, watching Bai Ruxue's retreating figure, and said:

"Although you have preserved Xiao Mo's soul, this is ultimately a reincarnation that has broken away from the laws of the Great Dao. His reincarnation may fail, and even if it succeeds, we don't know how long it will take."

Ru Xue, how many years will it take you to find him?

In this vast sea of ​​people, will you be able to find him?

The white-haired woman stopped in her tracks: "Whether it takes a hundred years, a thousand years, or ten thousand years, I will search for you."

Fuchen shook his head: "You'll be searching for a very, very long time."

The white-haired woman stepped forward again, her legs moving beneath her skirt, while a voice came from behind her:

"I do not care."

Leaving Beihai.

Bai Ruxue let her body's instincts guide her forward.

Her mind went blank, and she didn't even realize where she was flying to.

Finally, when Bai Ruxue raised her head, she realized that she had unknowingly flown back to the skies above Shiqiao Village in Qingshan County.

As white as snow, it transformed into human form.

At this moment, thanks to her amazing self-healing ability, all the external injuries on her body had been completely healed.

Although she still has some internal injuries that require a long period of recuperation, at least Bai Ruxue looks no different from usual now.

However, the woman's originally jet-black hair had turned silver-white.

Bai Ruxue landed slowly and stood in front of the fence of the dilapidated old courtyard.

Looking at this ordinary farmhouse.

In the woman's eyes, there was a scholar dressed in a blue robe, sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard, holding a book and reading it carefully.

A woman in a white dress rolled up her sleeves, revealing her snow-white arms. She then put up her long, jet-black hair, took clothes from the basin, wrung them out, and water droplets slid down her arms and dripped onto the ground. Finally, she neatly hung the clothes on a bamboo pole.

A young girl in a blue dress was carrying a large basket filled with chaff, barnyard grass, and wild peas, and was enthusiastically feeding the chickens and ducks.

But a gust of wind blew by.

When Bai Ruxue came to her senses, she found that there was nothing in the courtyard.

Everything was empty.

Bai Ruxue pushed open the small gate in the fence and went inside.

As usual, she tied up her hair, rolled up her long sleeves, and took a broom to clean the only two rooms. She took a rag, wrung out water, and carefully wiped the furniture. She even wiped the stone table in the courtyard, leaving not a speck of dust.

After finishing everything, Bai Ruxue used the remaining food in the cellar to cook some dishes and steam some rice, which she ate in small bites in the yard.

However, compared to the laughter and joy they used to share when they ate together, there was only the woman alone in the courtyard.

After finishing lunch, Bai Ruxue washed the dishes and sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, continuing to gaze at the path she had come from.

Bai Ruxue had looked at every blade of grass and every tree along this path countless times.

"Sister Bai"

A little girl's voice reached Bai Ruxue's ears.

As the woman looked, the four children happily ran towards the courtyard.

"Sister Bai, you're back!" Shen Lili and the other four children said happily as they entered the courtyard.

"Yes." Bai Ruxue nodded with a smile. "You're back."

"Sister Bai, why has your hair turned white?" Hu Hui asked curiously.

"Because my sister encountered some things, her hair turned white," Bai Ruxue explained patiently.

"Oh."

Hu Hui nodded, without pressing his older sister to tell him what had happened.

As my parents have always said, when adults are ambiguous and don't want to talk about something, children shouldn't ask.

And so.

Sister Bai's hair turned completely silver-white, which looked a little strange.

However, her long, silvery-white hair seems to suit Sister Bai's temperament better.

Sister Bai looks even better now.

"Strange, Sister Bai, where's Grandpa Xiao?" Hong Hui blinked curiously. "Grandpa Xiao said he went to help you, Sister Bai, why didn't he come back with you?"

Hearing the little girl beside her mention his name, Bai Ruxue's heart skipped a beat, like ants biting her, and her eyes trembled.

"Sister Bai, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Qi Ming looked at his older sister with concern.

"I'm not feeling unwell." Bai Ruxue shook her head, reached out and gently touched the little girl Hong Hui's head, and smiled, "Grandpa Xiao is a little tired from helping my sister, and he's resting in a faraway place right now. He won't be coming back for the time being."

"Oh, I see."

The four children nodded at the same time, a hint of disappointment flashing in their innocent eyes.

They really liked the beautiful and gentle Sister Bai, and they also really liked the kind and gentle Grandpa Xiao.

Although Grandpa Xiao and Sister Bai are quite different in age, for some reason, they feel very comfortable when they stand together.

It's as if the two of them are indispensable and should stand together.

"Sister Bai, are you in a bad mood?" Lily looked into Sister Bai's eyes.

Bai Ruxue smiled and said, "Maybe a little."

Huihui's eyes darted around, trying to figure out how to cheer up Sister Bai.

Soon, a light flashed in the little girl's eyes: "Sister Bai, while you and Grandpa Xiao were away, a folk song spread, it's so beautiful, do you want to hear it, Sister Bai? Maybe it will cheer you up."

Bai Ruxue nodded and said, "Okay, then sing it for your sister."

"Then I'll sing! Sister Bai, please don't mind how badly I sing."

Huihui cleared her throat, her voice as sweet as a nightingale's.

"The moon shines brightly, the top scholar is here."

He rode a white horse across the lotus pond.

The chives on the banks of the lotus pond are turning yellow.

The koi carp was eight feet long.

Reunited families brew wine.

I'll marry a beautiful bride next year.

Stepping through time, each step brings a look back.

Huihui's song drifted gently through the courtyard, and the other children hummed along.

But when the singing ended, Lily was startled:

"Hey? Sister Bai? Why are you crying?"

"Have it?"

Bai Ruxue hurriedly wiped away the tears on her cheeks, but the tears just kept flowing uncontrollably.

“Sister didn’t cry.” Bai Ruxue shook her head. “It’s just that some sand got into her eyes.”

"Did you really not cry, sister?" Lily asked.

"Hmm." Bai Ruxue pinched Lily's little face. "Sister can't cry, okay?"

"why?"

"Because if he saw this from heaven, he would be worried."

Chapter 84 Reporting to Your Majesty, the Elder of the Myriad Swords Sect Has Arrived

"Cough cough cough!!!"

The moment Xiao Mo broke free from the Book of a Hundred Lifetimes, he felt a dizzying sensation.

"vomit!"

Xiao Mo propped himself up on the ground, gagging repeatedly, but nothing came out.

My husband, you're back!

【Xiao Mo: I don't want to cross the river!】

Xiao Mo, do you know that of all the things in the vast ocean, I only need a tiny fraction of your life?

Don't worry, I will definitely get the Dragon's Might Liquid. I won't let you leave!

Ru Xue, tell me, wouldn't we be considered to have grown old together?

[Xiao Mo, you are a mortal saint, don't you care about your posthumous reputation?!]

Years of memories flooded Xiao Mo's mind at once.

His head was throbbing with excruciating pain, and he wished he could just smash his head against the wall and die.

A full half hour passed.

The excruciating pain, as if my soul were being torn apart, slowly subsided.

Xiao Mo lay on the floor tiles, covered in sweat, his chest heaving rapidly.

"The ratio of time between the Book of a Hundred Lifetimes and reality really can't be adjusted so quickly in the future."

Xiao Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead.

In order to get the reward as soon as possible, Xiao Mo recklessly tried an 800-fold time ratio, which means that 800 days passed in the Hundred Lifetimes Book, but only one day passed in reality.

As a result, Xiao Mo felt like he was about to die!

Fortunately, he can now be considered a cultivator, and his soul has been strengthened to some extent.

Otherwise, if he were still in the body of an ordinary person, he would surely die.

Xiao Mo got up, sat on the ground, looked up at the sky, and exhaled a deep breath.

The image of a woman in a white dress involuntarily appeared in his mind.

Just like in the first life.

Although Xiao Mo knew that it was all fake, just a life experience.

But in the Book of a Hundred Generations, it is a real fifty-seven years, every single second of which was personally experienced.

Every character in the book is flesh and blood.

To say that you feel nothing from such an immersive experience is simply deceiving yourself.

"As white as snow."

Thinking of his future empress, Xiao Mo couldn't help but shake his head with a smile.

They were both named "Ru Xue," only their surnames were different.

I wonder how the personality of the empress who was forced upon me compares to Ru Xue's.

She was pitiful, too.

As the most talented woman in the Zhou Kingdom, she probably didn't want to enter the deep palace. Perhaps she was forced into it by her parents and clan.

[The second incarnation of the Book of a Hundred Lifetimes (the first incarnation of the White Snake) has ended, and the rewards for the Book of a Hundred Lifetimes have been calculated.]

Just as Xiao Mo was reflecting on this, a string of words appeared in his mind.

Xiao Mo gathered his thoughts and looked at the Hundred Generations Book that appeared in his mind.

You were born into a poor family and lost both your parents at an early age. However, you studied diligently, participated in the imperial examinations, and were appreciated by Zhang Qianzhi, who promoted you to the top score in the provincial examination. From then on, you had one foot in the path of officialdom. Later, you passed the provincial examination and became the top scorer in the imperial examination, achieving the triple crown.

The ruler of Qi transferred you to a poor county town for training. You improved people's livelihoods and were deeply loved by the people. When you were transferred, the people saw you off for miles.

After returning to Beijing, your teacher Zhang Qianzhi and senior fellow student Fang Ling took charge of the reform. You knew that the reform would face great resistance, but you still stood by their side. Even though you were demoted together in the end, you had no regrets.