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

Chapter 485 His life was no longer his own (4000 words)
When Xiao Mo woke up in bed, he found himself back in his room.

Thinking back to last night, I was affected by the "Great Dream of Yellow Millet" exercise.

If nothing unexpected happens, Xiao Mo thinks it was Jing Ci who brought him back.

Shaking his head, Xiao Mo sat up in bed.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Xiao Mo used his spiritual sense to examine his body.

Sure enough, the spiritual energy within his body was in a state of self-nurturing.

Especially one's own physical constitution.

One's spiritual root is more like undergoing a transformation, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon or a snake shedding its skin.

This surprised Xiao Mo.

He never expected that the cultivation of "The Great Dream of Yellow Millet" would have the effect of improving one's physical constitution in the later stages.

For this reason alone, the value of the "Great Dream of Yellow Millet" manual is immeasurable.

Xiao Mo couldn't even imagine what kind of genius created such a technique!
"I can't wait any longer, it's time to go into seclusion."

Xiao Mo muttered to himself.

I have reached the limit of my cultivation of "The Great Dream of Yellow Millet". At present, I cannot continue to support the cultivation of "The Great Dream of Yellow Millet" with my spiritual power, spiritual veins and physical constitution.

Unless one goes into seclusion and uses the "Great Dream of Yellow Millet" to nourish oneself, thereby enabling one's body and spiritual meridians to break through to a higher level.

Otherwise, in the next stage of cultivation, not only will you not make any progress, but it may even cause irreparable damage to your body.

However, Xiao Mo didn't know how long this seclusion would take.

Moreover, the so-called seclusion is both an opportunity and a risk.

After all, not every silkworm can transform into a butterfly, and not every snake can successfully molt.

Therefore, before going into seclusion, Xiao Mo felt he needed to make some preparations, at least by informing Jing Ci and the others.

In addition, Xiao Mo also needs to find a suitable place for seclusion.

This place must be sufficiently secluded.

If someone comes to kill me while I'm in seclusion, I won't even know how I died.

After sorting out his thoughts, Xiao Mo went to Hanshan City and bought two jugs of fine Daughter's Red wine, along with some braised beef, peanuts, spicy tofu skin, and other snacks to go with the wine. Then he flew towards Fuyue Peak.

We arrived at a courtyard.

In this courtyard, a scholar is playing chess against himself.

Moreover, the scholar was so engrossed in playing that he didn't even notice Xiao Mo's arrival.

"Xiao Mo greets Mr. Xian. I have come uninvited, and I hope you will forgive me." Standing at the courtyard gate, Xiao Mo bowed and said loudly.

Upon hearing Xiao Mo's voice, Xian Xichun paused slightly in her movement of placing a piece.

Turning her head, Xian Xichun looked at the elegant young man at the door with a somewhat surprised expression.

"Young Brother Xiao, is this your first time visiting me? Please come in."

Xian Xichun opened the fence gate and warmly welcomed Xiao Mo inside.

Thank you, sir.

Xiao Mo walked into the courtyard and placed the gifts on the table.

"I heard that you enjoy drinking the Daughter's Red wine from Xianminglou in Hanshan City, so I brought two jugs with me, along with some snacks to go with it. Please don't find them too offensive."

"Haha, you're quite thoughtful, kid. If you had given me some expensive gifts, I wouldn't have accepted them."

Xian Xichun raised her blue robe, sat down gracefully, and invited Xiao Mo to sit down.

"Drinking alone is so boring! Come on, let's drink together!"

"Yes." Since the owner of the courtyard had said so, Xiao Mo, as a guest, could not stand on ceremony and sat down next to Xian Xichun.

“When I teach, whether inside or outside the classroom, you are the most attentive. And no matter what I teach, you understand it immediately. Several years ago, I felt that you were a good candidate for practicing Confucianism and Taoism.”

Xian Xichun poured Xiao Mo a glass of wine.

"But Xiao Mo, you have chosen to cultivate Taoist magic, which is truly a pity."

"However, it seems that your talent for Taoist magic is higher. In comparison, it would be a waste to have you cultivate Confucianism and Taoism."

"Mr. Xian, you flatter me. How could I possibly have any talent for Confucianism or Taoism?" Xiao Mo simply smiled and shook his head in response to Xian Xichun's praise.

"Haha, you don't need to be modest in front of me. If you don't have the talent for Confucianism and Taoism, then what am I? I've just read books for a few hundred years longer than you." Xian Xichun raised her wine cup and lightly clinked it with Xiao Mo's. "And Xiao Mo, do you know what I admire most about you?"

"Which point?" Xiao Mo asked.

"Your name," Xian Xichun said jokingly, taking a sip of wine. "Well, didn't expect that, did you?"

"I really didn't expect that." Xiao Mo shook his head. "But is there anything special about my name?"

“There’s nothing special about it. It’s just that I have a gentleman I greatly admire. Although I’ve never met him, I’ve only heard about his deeds. But I’ve always looked up to what he did, and your name is very similar to his,” Xian Xichun explained.

"To be admired by Mr. Xian, that gentleman must be very learned, right?" Xiao Mo continued the conversation.

“Very high!” Xian Xichun nodded earnestly, stretched out her hand, and pointed to the sky. “No matter what the world thinks! No matter what those fake scholars say, in my heart, that gentleman’s knowledge is higher than the sky!”

"It's a pity," Xian Xichun poured herself a glass of wine, drank it all in one gulp, and looked somewhat melancholy, "It's a pity that I never got to see that gentleman before he passed away."

Seeing Xian Xichun's disappointed and regretful look, Xiao Mo didn't know what to say, so he could only fill his glass with wine.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore." Xian Xichun waved her hand, looked at Xiao Mo, and said with a smile, "You don't come here without a reason. So, what brings you here today?"

“This junior does indeed have a request.” Xiao Mo raised a cup to Xian Xichun. “Tomorrow, this junior may have to go into seclusion. This seclusion is not sure how long it will last. Does the sir know of any desolate and remote places with abundant spiritual energy that will not be discovered?”

"What? Is my Hanshan Academy unsafe? Are you afraid someone will assassinate you?" Xian Xichun joked.

Faced with Xian Xichun's teasing, Xiao Mo simply smiled faintly and remained silent.

Seeing Xiao Mo's silence, Xian Xichun understood what Xiao Mo meant and frowned: "Did someone really attack you?"

"To be honest, Mr. Xian, the night before last, a man in black came to my residence, intending to assassinate me. This man's swordsmanship was fierce, and every move was deadly."

Xiao Mo did not hide anything and told the whole story, word by word, about what had happened the day before and the magic used by the man in black.

After listening, Xian Xichun fell silent and unknowingly drank several more glasses of wine.

After a long while, Xian Xichun put down her wine glass: "I know about this matter. Don't worry, although I don't have any special skills, I will do my best to find out the truth for you."

"Furthermore, as for the place of cultivation you mentioned, the bamboo courtyard where you live is quite nice. Those bamboos are not ordinary either; they are called Water Spirit Bamboo, which has the effect of gathering spiritual energy. So you can cultivate there, and I will personally protect you."

"This is too much trouble for you, sir," Xiao Mo said hastily, not expecting Mr. Xian to go to such lengths for him. "It's alright. I've drunk your wine today, so what's wrong with protecting you this once?" Xian Xichun said boldly, with a touch of chivalry. "It's decided then. If you refuse again, Xiao Mo, you're disrespecting me, and I'll get angry."

Seeing Mr. Xian's earnest expression, Xiao Mo hesitated for a moment before finally standing up and bowing to him. "I will remember your kindness today, and I will repay it in the future!"

"Hahaha, it's just a minor protection duty, what kind of favor is that?" Xian Xichun straightened her sleeves and looked at Xiao Mo. "If you really want to repay me, you can treat me to a drink after you come out of seclusion. But speaking of which, have you told your young lady about this?"

Xiao Mo shook his head: "I didn't tell Miss, I didn't want her to worry, and besides, I just have a feeling about this..."

Xiao Mo stopped speaking halfway through his sentence.

"I understand." Xian Xichun nodded, understanding Xiao Mo's meaning, and also marveling at Xiao Mo's vigilance. "I will go to your place at dawn tomorrow. Don't worry, you can focus on your seclusion."

"Yes, sir..." With Mr. Xian protecting him, Xiao Mo was indeed relieved.

After chatting with Xian Xichun about cultivation, Xiao Mo got up to say goodbye and left.

Meanwhile, in the courtyard, Xian Xichun was still drinking the wine that Xiao Mo had brought over.

However, Xian Xichun drank faster and faster, and his expression seemed to become increasingly irritable.

Finally, Xian Xichun put down her wine cup and flew towards the main peak of Hanshan Academy.

"teacher!"

Upon arriving at Dean Cun Caiguang's courtyard, Xian Xichun bowed respectfully.

"Ah."

The academy dean, who was meditating with his eyes closed, slowly opened them.

Seeing the anger in his disciple's eyes, Dean Cun Caiguang smiled and asked, "What's wrong that makes you so angry?"

"The night before last, Tu Shan Jingci's pageboy named Xiao Mo was assassinated. I wonder if you know about this, Master?"

Xian Xichun looked directly into the teacher's eyes.

“I know.” Cun Caiguang nodded. “If I didn’t know that a cultivator at the Dragon Gate Realm had ‘infiltrated’ my Hanshan Academy, I would be a useless dean.”

"Who is behind this?" Xian Xichun asked.

"The Tushan Clan, or rather, the Tushan Fox Clan," Cun Caiguang said slowly, without any concealment.

"Sure enough."

After her suspicions were confirmed, Xian Xichun sighed inwardly.

Hanshan Academy is a small world unto itself, and the abbot is the sage who oversees this small world.

As long as a cultivator at the middle three realms enters Hanshan Academy, the dean will definitely sense it.

Not to mention that the other party committed murder at the academy.

In the entire world of Wanfa, there are very few families whose members can get the Dean to turn a blind eye; even the Heavenly Demon Kingdom is not qualified.

Xiao Mo had no grudges against any other family.

They had no need to, and dared not, make a move against Xiao Mo.

In that case.

That leaves only one family, the Tushan clan.
After all, the Tu Shan clan is not limited to the lineage of Lady Tu Shan in Immortal Fox City; they may not necessarily accept Xiao Mo.

"Tu Shan Xin Hua handed 'The Great Dream of Yellow Millet' to Xiao Mo, and the Tu Shan clan wanted to marry him to the most outstanding woman in the clan. But how could the Tu Shan clan possibly agree to that?"

Cun Caiguang sighed, knowing what his disciple was thinking.

"This young man named Xiao Mo's life is no longer his own."

After leaving Xianxichun's courtyard, Xiao Mo arrived at the girl's courtyard and saw Yue Shi hanging clothes to dry.

"Sister Yue Shi," Xiao Mo greeted her.

"Xiao Mo?" Yue Shi blinked, a hint of surprise in her eyes. "Why are you here?"

"I'm going into seclusion tomorrow, and I wanted to let you know, Miss and Sister Yue Shi," Xiao Mo said with a smile. "Is Miss in the courtyard?"

"Miss she..."

"Xiao Mo!"

Yue Shi had only spoken halfway when Tu Shan Jing Ci, upon hearing Xiao Mo's voice, jumped out of the room as if a butterfly had smelled nectar.

"Xiao Mo, what brings you here? Is something the matter? Did you miss me?"

Tu Shan Jingci ran up to Xiao Mo with a lively and charming air, bringing with her all the colors of spring.

“Miss…” Xiao Mo bowed, “I have come today because there is something I want to tell you.”

"What's the matter?" Tu Shan Jingci blinked his beautiful eyes.

"I'm going into seclusion tomorrow," Xiao Mo explained simply.

"Huh?" Hearing Xiao Mo's words, Tu Shan Jingci blinked, her eyes quickly filled with disappointment. "Seclusion? Does that mean I won't see you for a long time?"

“That’s how it is…” Xiao Mo nodded, “Starting tomorrow, I may not be able to accompany Miss on her studies anymore.”

"But Xiao Mo, you're in seclusion, so who will play with me..." Tu Shan Jingci pouted.

“Miss has plenty of friends, she doesn’t need me,” Xiao Mo said with a smile.

Although the girl was already sixteen, she still seemed like a little girl, as if she would never grow up and only wanted to play.

“How can you not lack anything? You’re different from them…” Tu Shan Jingci muttered softly, his head lowered.

Seeing Tu Shan Jingci's dejected look, Xiao Mo was just thinking about how to comfort her.

The next moment, Tu Shan Jingci seemed to have figured it out, raised his head, and looked at Xiao Mo seriously:

"Forget it, Xiao Mo, you...you go into seclusion. Don't worry, even if you're not here, I will definitely study hard. Maybe when you come out of seclusion, I will be a sage."

"Hmm..." Xiao Mo nodded, somewhat surprised that his young lady had come to this realization on her own, and encouraged her, "I also believe that you can definitely do it, young lady."

After speaking, Xiao Mo closed his eyes, counting on his fingers as he tried to calculate the time it would take for him to emerge from seclusion.

"The Great Dream of Yellow Millet" contains the art of divination, but the most difficult thing to calculate with the art of divination is oneself.

"Miss, although I don't know when I will be able to leave this place."

After a long while, Xiao Mo slowly opened his eyes, looked at the girl's charming face, and smiled:
"But, on the day I emerge from seclusion, may I send you a mountain full of peach blossoms?"

(End of this chapter)