The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

Chapter 345 Fairy Goddess

Jin State, Shangdu County.

In a dilapidated temple east of Hekou Town, Lin He poured half a bowl of hot water into a broken bowl, and then helped up a little girl lying in a pile of straw.

"Little grass, little grass, wake up. Come and drink this hot water."

The little girl tried hard to open her eyes, but her eyelids only trembled and her mouth opened slightly.

Lin He had to hold the little girl's upper body with one hand, pick up the broken bowl with the other hand, and carefully put the bowl to the little girl's mouth.

"Little grass, little grass, drink some water."

Lin He slowly tilted the bowl, and the little girl unconsciously swallowed two mouthfuls of water and then fell asleep again.

Lin He touched the little girl's burning forehead, feeling extremely anxious but not knowing what to do.

He laid the little girl flat and covered her whole body with straw, leaving only her head exposed.

He turned around to look at the howling cold wind and gloomy sky outside the dilapidated temple, drank all the hot water in the earthenware jar in one gulp, then wiped his mouth and ran out.

Xiao Han controlled the flying sword and glanced at the desolate and deserted town below with his spiritual sense. After thinking about it, he decided to fly forward and settle in a big city.

She had been traveling in the mortal kingdom of Jin for over a month, and had also tested the spiritual roots of some mortal children. Unfortunately, there was not a single child with spiritual roots.

Fortunately, she didn't come to the mortal world specifically to collect children with spiritual roots, so she just went with the flow.

Just as she was about to retract her consciousness, she saw a thin figure flying out of a house, falling on the street, and rolling several times.

Then, a man who looked like a waiter came outside, one hand on his waist, the other pointing at the thin figure lying on the street and cursing, "This is a clinic, not a charity. If you come in and cause trouble again, I'll break your legs, bah!"

Xiao Han's spiritual sense swept over the thin figure lying on the street, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Then her body swayed and she fell down.

The light shield on the flying sword was removed, and Nie Yong, who was suddenly exposed to the cold wind, couldn't help but shiver.

But the next moment, he screamed.

On the ground, a thin boy with dirty and tangled hair and wearing tattered thin clothes was lying on the cold ground, curled up and holding his abdomen.

The tattered straw sandals could not cover the festering chilblains on his feet, and the friction from the cold, hard winter ground made them bloody.

Xiao Han was just thinking about where to transfer the child for treatment when the young boy suddenly got up and bowed down to Xiao Han. "Please, sir, be kind and give me some money to save my life. Please, please..."

The boy's forehead was already red and swollen, and now as he kowtowed on the cold ground, blood soon appeared.

"Ah!" Nie Yong screamed again and turned to look at Xiao Han.

Xiao Han waved his sleeves, and a gentle spiritual power enveloped the young boy, preventing him from continuing to kowtow.

He cast a rejuvenation spell over, then asked softly, "Where do you live?"

The young boy, who suddenly felt all the pain in his body disappear, was stunned for a moment, then whispered, "She lives in the Niangniang Temple outside the town."

Xiao Han swept his spiritual sense around and found a dilapidated house that looked a bit like a temple on the east side of the town.

She casually performed a cleaning spell, and the dirty little boy only felt a soft breeze blowing through his body, and then his body seemed to become much lighter all of a sudden.

While he was still in a daze, he felt his body moving involuntarily. When he came to his senses, he found himself standing in a dilapidated temple.

Xiao Han ignored him. Her attention was already drawn to the little girl in the straw pile in the dilapidated temple.

With a wave of his sleeves, the little girl's body emerged from the pile of straw.

She was wearing the same thin and ragged clothes, and had two thin legs like straws. Her feet were completely skin and bones, which looked abnormal at first glance.

The little girl's face was obviously abnormally flushed, her eyes were closed, and she was silent.

Xiao Han immediately performed the rejuvenation technique, and a light green light enveloped the little girl.

Soon, the abnormal blush on the little girl's face disappeared.

Looking at the little girl's legs, Xiao Han sighed inwardly. Poor child, she had to suffer such a hardship at such a young age.

This leg disease should be congenital. She needs to use spiritual power to clear the meridians in the legs one by one, strengthen the bones in the legs, and then use rejuvenation techniques to regulate her. Only then can she walk normally, slowly start to grow flesh, and become a normal person again.

It seems that I can't leave here today.

Xiao Han looked back at the skinny boy, took out a silver ingot from his storage bag, and said to Nie Yong, "Take him to town to buy him a set of clothes and shoes, as well as the clothes and shoes for this little girl."

Nie Yong replied respectfully, then said to the young boy, "Let's go."

The young boy Lin He, who seemed to be in a dream, glanced at Xiao Han. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he shouted, "The goddess has appeared. You are the immortal goddess, right?"

After saying that, he immediately knelt down again and kowtowed to Xiao Han, "Thank you, Goddess, for saving my life. Thank you, Goddess, for saving my life!"

Xiao Han took a look at the clay statue in the dilapidated temple. The lacquer was peeling off and it was entangled with cobwebs. It could barely be seen that it was a female figure. He couldn't help but laugh and cry.

She waved her hand and asked Nie Yong to take Lin He away first, while she would concentrate on clearing the little girl's meridians.

Nie Yong dragged the somewhat frantic Lin He out of the ruined temple. Lin He glanced at Xiao Han, whose entire body seemed to be glowing. Suddenly, he looked at Nie Yong, who was pulling him, with awe and asked, "Are you the fairy child of the goddess?"

Nie Yong was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "That senior isn't a goddess, he's a cultivator. Do you understand what a cultivator is? They're people who cultivate immortality and can become immortals in the future."

Lin He: "If you can become a god in the future, aren't you a god now?"

Nie Yong: "You'd better follow me to buy clothes."

He was wrapped in brocade clothes and fox fur, but he still felt a little cold. The other person was only wearing a tattered single piece of clothing. It was a miracle that he did not freeze to death.

After the two boys left, Xiao Han sat cross-legged beside the straw pile and began to clear the meridians in the little girl's legs.

When Lin He came back wearing a new cotton-padded jacket and new cotton-padded shoes and carrying a big bag, he saw the little girl in the haystack had opened her eyes and was looking at Xiao Han with a confused look on her face.

"Xiaocao, you're awake. That's great. Xiaocao, it was the Fairy Goddess who saved you. Xiaocao, Xiaocao, the Fairy Goddess appeared."

Lin He rushed over and shouted excitedly beside the little girl.

Xiao Han took out a fasting pill, pinched off a tiny bit of it, and put it into the jade bowl. He then used the Spring Breeze and Rain technique to get a bowl of water, melted the fasting pill powder, and then handed it to Lin He.

"You drink half and give her the remaining half."

Lin He took the immortal bowl tremblingly and took a sip carefully.

Oh my god! It's worthy of being a gift from the gods. It tastes so good.

He tried hard to control his urge to drink all the water, leaving half and handing it to the little girl's mouth.

"Xiaocao, drink it quickly. This is the magic water given by the Fairy Goddess. After drinking it, you will live a hundred years."