At noon, Feng Chaoling left Qianlongwei's mansion, walked out of three streets along the alley, and came to a civilian house.
He came directly to the inner courtyard, the seriousness on his face had disappeared, revealing a relaxed smile.
There was an Arhat bed set up in the garden. Lying on the bed was a handsome young man with a pale face and his eyes slightly closed, motionless as if he was fast asleep.
Sitting beside the bed was a beautiful middle-aged woman, with a slight sadness between her brows. When she saw him coming back, she stood up and said with a forced smile: "Master is back, I'm going to serve the meal."
"Don't worry yet." Feng Chaoling stepped forward and took the middle-aged woman's hand, and said softly: "How is Jun'er?"
"Same as before." The middle-aged woman forced a smile: "It's good news if it's not worse. Master, I believe Jun'er will wake up."
"Yes, he will wake up." Feng Chaoling nodded lightly: "He just takes a nap and will wake up when he has had enough sleep."
The middle-aged woman nodded slightly.
She went from being sad at first to being numb now.
I couldn't eat or sleep at first, but when I saw my son lying on the bed, I felt heartbroken and felt so sad that I wanted to cry.
Now I can take care of it normally and can eat and drink. Although my appetite has not returned to before, I can finally tolerate it.
Once you accept the reality, you will be much calmer.
I am in the abyss of despair every day, wishing I could free myself, and I am only supported by a glimmer of hope.
She didn't know how long she could hold on, she might just live like this for the rest of her life.
"Master, the food is getting cold. I'll bring it to you. Please take a look at Jun'er."
"Well, go ahead."
Feng Chaoling sat beside Luohan's bed, looked at the handsome young man quietly, held his hand, and sighed deeply.
When he sees his son, he can't help but blame himself.
As the dignified leader of the Qianlong Guard, he secretly protected the emperor, but he failed to protect his son.
What an irony.
He thought for a while, took out the rejuvenation spell given by Fakong from his pocket, dipped a little saliva into it and pressed it between the eyebrows of the handsome young man, sticking the rejuvenation spell on it.
He held the handsome young man's hand and began to recite the rejuvenation mantra.
As a lay disciple of Pudu Temple, of course he is familiar with the Rejuvenation Mantra and has some knowledge of it.
After reciting the rejuvenation mantra, a stream of nectar suddenly fell from the sky, poured directly on his head, and then part of it fell on the handsome young man.
Feng Chaoling's face changed slightly.
He never expected that it would actually work.
After this nectar-like power penetrates into the body, the pores all over the body suddenly relax, and the meridians become smooth and open.
The injury that had not healed was improving rapidly, and after being washed several times by the nectar, it was healed, and the body was quickly becoming lighter and stronger.
He thought it was a dream, it was too unreal.
The other party is also a great master, with pure cultivation and immortality contained in his Gang Qi. However, he cannot defeat the other party's power, which shows that the other party's power is far stronger than his own.
He felt that only the emperor in the world could help him and heal his injuries. Unfortunately, the emperor would not take action easily.
And I don't have the shamelessness to ask the emperor for help. As a Qianlong Guard, I share the emperor's worries instead of letting the emperor share his worries.
What's more important is Jun'er.
Jun'er is just a grandmaster. Although he is also a prodigy, he has no ability to resist when he meets a grandmaster with such amazing cultivation.
So I was suppressed and kept unconscious.
If it weren't for Qidan, Jun'er would have withered and died a long time ago, and he wouldn't have been able to survive until now. But this Qidan can only keep him alive, but it can't save him.
Like a living dead, he keeps holding on, holding on, hoping for a miracle to come every day.
It seemed that the next moment he would suddenly wake up, open his eyes with a smile, and call out "Mom and Dad".
In this way, they can rest in peace.
At this moment, he once again had strong hope, feeling that he could really save his son this time.
A beautiful middle-aged woman is bringing a plate with food on it.
Seeing this situation, he quickly speeded up: "Master?"
Feng Chaoling slowly put down his son's wrist, leaned over and stared at it. When he saw his son's eyelids twitching slightly, he was immediately overjoyed: "Jun'er!"
Feng Shaojun slowly opened his eyes, looking confused.
"Bang!"
The beautiful middle-aged woman's plate fell. She ignored the mess at her feet and hurried forward: "Jun'er!"
"Mom..." Feng Shaojun looked at her blankly, then turned to look at Feng Chaoling: "Dad?"
"Haha..." Feng Chaoling laughed twice and patted his shoulder hard: "Good boy, I finally woke up!"
"Thank God, thank God!" The beautiful middle-aged woman hugged Feng Shaojun and hugged her tightly, tears falling down her cheeks.
"Mother..." Feng Shaojun was still confused: "This is...?"
"Jun'er, you don't know anything?"
"I know." Feng Shaojun struggled slightly and broke out of the middle-aged beautiful woman's arms. He said softly: "Dad, I have always known about the outside world, but I can't open my eyes and move. It feels like I'm trapped in a prison.
Same."
"Have you always known what happened all these years?"
"Yes, I know that dad and mom have been waiting for me to wake up, and I have been desperately trying to wake up, but..."
He shook his head, showing a lingering fear.
The middle-aged beautiful woman burst into tears: "I've suffered so much for you, Jun'er, I've suffered so much for you!"
"Mom, you are the ones who have worked really hard." Feng Shaojun said softly: "If you hadn't been encouraging me and taking care of me, I would have given up and never woke up again."
"It would be great if I could wake up, it would be great if I could wake up, thank God!" The beautiful middle-aged woman cried again.
She was so happy that she couldn't restrain herself and could only cry.
After all, Feng Chaoling had a strong ability to control himself. He suppressed his joy, put his hand on Feng Shaojun's wrist, and carefully checked his pulse.
He nodded with satisfaction.
The pulse is strong, the body is strong, there are almost no signs of lying on the bed for many years, and he is a healthy person who is active and active.
Seeing him like this, Feng Shaojun got up and lay down with peace of mind. He was supported by a beautiful middle-aged woman and did not dare to relax.
Feng Shaojun smiled and supported his mother and started walking. He staggered a little at first, but after nine steps he could walk freely.
The beautiful middle-aged woman also let go of her hand and looked at him walking freely, as if he had never been sick. Tears welled up in her eyes again.
Feng Chaoling nodded with satisfaction and smiled happily.
He then thought of the situation just now, and his expression suddenly became complicated.
"Dad, what saved me just now was the Rejuvenation Mantra, right?" Feng Shaojun came to him and asked curiously: "So is the Rejuvenation Mantra so magical? If I had known, I would have recited the Rejuvenation Mantra in my body!"
"Rejuvenation spell?" The beautiful middle-aged woman wondered.
Feng Chaoling nodded slowly, stroking his beard and sighed: "Fakong's rejuvenation spell."
"Oh, I've heard of it." The beautiful middle-aged woman nodded hurriedly and said, "I was originally thinking of finding some way to get some divine water."
But Feng Chaoling categorically objected, saying that these were all liars, and don't be fooled like those foolish men and women.
So that’s all.
Unexpectedly, it was Master Fakong's rejuvenation spell that saved his son from waking up this time. That means that Master Fakong is not a liar.
She looked at Feng Chaoling.
Since you think Master Fa Kong is a liar, why did you ask Master Fa Kong for his rejuvenation spell?
Feng Chaoling saw what Madam meant, coughed slightly and said: "It was given by Fakong himself, so he reluctantly accepted it and gave it a try. Unexpectedly, it was really effective."
"Master Fakong personally gave it to me. I am indeed the master." The middle-aged beautiful woman smiled sweetly and said: "No one else can ask for it. People who are not dying have no chance to get this rejuvenation spell. Master Fakong personally gave it to me."
Is it handwritten?"
"Yes." Feng Chaoling said.
"That's even more valuable,... priceless," the middle-aged beautiful woman said with emotion, "With him, I have one more life!"
"Well, it's okay."
"Thank you so much, Master Fakong." The beautiful middle-aged woman hurriedly bowed to Heshi in the direction of the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple, and said with emotion: "He is indeed a divine monk who saves the suffering!"
If in the past, Feng Chaoling would have snorted coldly and thought she was outrageous, but now he is speechless.
The middle-aged beautiful woman smiled again and said: "I also want to thank you for being able to get this rejuvenation spell and finally save Jun'er!"
"It can be considered a coincidence." Feng Chaoling said: "Jun'er may have been about to wake up, but he woke up after reciting the rejuvenation mantra."
He felt that his face was numb and hot, and he must have been blushing.
Saying this will indeed make you blush and feel embarrassed.
But he really didn't want Feng Shaojun to worship Fa Kong and be influenced by Fa Kong, which would also affect his judgment.
Feng Shaojun shook his head slightly and said: "The power of the Rejuvenation Spell is beyond imagination. Dad, I want to meet this Master Fakong."
"No need." Feng Chaoling said uncomfortably: "Fakonggui is busy, so why bother? You should also take a good rest."
"...Yes." Seeing that he didn't agree, Feng Shaojun didn't force an argument and agreed.
Fa Kong sat at his stone table, watching all this, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
Now, Feng Chaoling will continue to question the existence of supernatural powers? Question the efficacy of Buddhist mantras?
He has already received the power of faith from Feng Shaojun, which is directly the four-point power of faith.
In terms of the long time he spent floating in the abyss of despair, Feng Shaojun can be said to be at the top of the list.
I experienced despair every day, day after day, for more than three years, constantly accumulating.
When the nectar of the Rejuvenation Spell was poured in, it was like a brilliant golden light that dispelled all the haze and pulled him out of despair.
At this moment, he could not be more grateful for the Rejuvenation Spell. After knowing that it was Fa Kong, his gratitude and belief turned to Fa Kong.
As a result, Fakong received four points of faith power.
Fakong nodded with satisfaction.
This step was enough, almost destroying the threat from the Qianlong Guard.
No matter how stubborn Feng Chaoling is, his ideas will be strongly impacted at this time. Once impacted, his original ideas and opinions will be revised and they will no longer cling to him.
The key is to improve his own strength and power. Thinking of this, he said in a deep voice: "Lin Feiyang."
"Here." Lin Feiyang appeared in a flash.
Fakong looked at him a few times.
Lin Feiyang was puzzled by him.
Fakong nodded slowly.
Lin Feiyang was even more confused.
"Go and call Junior Brother Faning over."
"yes."
Lin Feiyang agreed and quickly pulled Faning to him.
Xu Qingluo, Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu didn't follow, so they were ordered to practice by Faning.
"Junior brother, Lin Feiyang, it's time for you to start preparing to enter the first rank." Fakong said.
"Senior brother, you can't rush this, you have to understand it slowly."
"There is a shortcut," Fakong said, "There is a shortcut, do you want to take it?"