Feng Shui Master of Rebirth

"Tu'er hasn't woken up yet. Well, the old Taoist stewed the chicken first. If you don't eat pork and mutton, then eat the old hen. The old hen is good..." The old Taoist chattered and carried the old hen, Tucked the quilt for Ling Feng, ran to the kitchen to boil water and pluck the chicken feathers, cleaned the clay pot, put the chicken in it, and put the qi-invigorating herbs in it, let the chicken simmer slowly.

When the chicken was stewed by itself, the Wuming old man came to Ling Feng's room again. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Ling Feng's hands and feet kicking the quilt aside, "This little guy." Wuming smiled, and covered him with the quilt again below the chest.

"Huh..." The nameless old man suddenly changed his expression, and he tore off Ling Feng's clothes, his skin was like creamy fat, his muscles were icy and his bones were icy.It might be a little strange to say that about a boy, but it is true.

"It's so strange!" The Wuming old man sighed secretly, this is simply a rebirth.There is a lot of turbidity in the world of mortals. The reason why many cultivators like to live in seclusion in the mountains is that they don’t want to be contaminated with too much turbidity. The turbidity may not cause much harm to ordinary people, but for the ascetics, the turbidity is to prevent them from doing better. An important factor in communicating with heaven and earth.The more turbid qi, the worse the ascetic's communication with the vitality of the world, so when checking the direction of Fengshui, there will be a big difference in observing the flow of vitality.

Ling Feng is now like a newborn baby, the turbid air in his body is almost completely eliminated, leaving only the fresh air around him, his body is shiny and his bones are light.

"What a blessing!" The Wuming old man sighed.Those who are loved by heaven and earth are indeed lucky. He can always get what others dream of.But luck is also accompanied by bleakness, fate is rough, and everything is changeable. I only hope that this child can be happier.

"Hey, apprentice, remember how much trouble Hong Chen has."The seven emotions and six desires are possessed by everyone, even gods are no exception. Saints still have love and hate, let alone human beings?He encouraged Ling Feng to practice in the world of mortals. Buddhism is to stay away from the world of mortals, but Taoism is to cultivate the mind in the world of mortals.

It's just that he hopes that Ling Feng can control his heart.

In the early morning, Ling Feng woke up, he was hungry.

As soon as he woke up, he alarmed the unknown old Taoist who was standing beside him. He just ran to the kitchen to look at the chicken soup. The chicken soup had already been boiled and it was delicious. The old Taoist swallowed quietly, it was so delicious!But this is boiled by myself for my apprentice, so I can't drink it myself.

The nameless old Taoist put the clay pot containing chicken soup in hot water to keep it warm, and then ran to Ling Feng's room to keep watch. Who knew that the precious apprentice woke up just in time, and immediately laughed: "Oh, this can't be You can smell the aroma of master's chicken soup, you have a sharp nose!"

Ling Feng woke up in a daze, and before he could react, he yawned loudly when he heard what Master said, feeling comfortable all over his body.

"Huh, is this the Azure Dragon Sword?" When Ling Feng got up, he bumped into a long and hard object, picked it up and saw that it was the sword.How did it become like this?It was dim, and there was no feeling that it was a top-quality sword, like an ordinary item.

However, although it doesn't look like much energy, when you pick it up, you will feel that the blood is connected. It's not a sword, but you are holding your left and right hands.He poured a little of his vitality into the sword, and the Qinglong sword immediately glowed, and the cold air overflowed the whole body of the sword, but it did not hurt anyone.

The sword trembled slightly, and Ling Feng could even feel the joy from the sword, like a child who found his family, Ling Feng knew that the Azure Dragon Sword had surrendered, and it was already his loyal partner.

"Okay, okay, you have plenty of time to talk about your relationship in the future, first drink some chicken soup that master specially made for you!" The old Taoist looked at Ling Feng's expression of reluctance to let go, and joked, and quickly filled a bowl for his apprentice: "While it's hot Drink it, and sleep after drinking it."

"Oh, I got it, Master!" Ling Feng put down the sword unwillingly, but said, "It smells so good!"

"Of course!" The old Taoist immediately raised his beard proudly when he heard Ling Feng's boast, "This is your master's secret recipe. Your uncles used to like your master's chicken soup very much. It's a pity. …”

I haven't seen my juniors for many years, and I don't know how they are doing.

Everyone has their own destiny, so if you take this step naturally, you don't have to think about anything.

"Master, you will see them again, disciple will let you meet again!" Ling Feng got off the bed, held Master's hand, and comforted him.

"Master believes in you." The nameless old man patted Ling Feng on the shoulder in turn, frowning again and urged: "Hurry up and drink the soup, it won't taste good if you don't drink it."

"Master, you can drink some too. I can't drink it alone." Ling Feng didn't know how many times he saw his master peeking at the pot of chicken soup. Both his master and his stomach were short of oil and water, and they seldom ate meat. Master Unlike me, I feel disgusted whenever I eat meat, but Master likes it.

"Master doesn't drink it, you, hurry up and drink it well to replenish your vitality, so that you can recover your body sooner!" Why would the unknown old man drink it? If he really drank it, where would he put his old face? !

"Master!" Ling Feng frowned and shook his arm.

...

Shen's House in Beijing Forty-Nine City

General Shen, who is 73 years old, is losing his temper at home. When the old man loses his temper, he doesn't smash things or sulk, but his children and grandchildren will be out of luck. Cursing: "You incompetent things, you keep saying that the doctor you found is so good, look at what my good grandson Mu Wazi has become? Ah?! You guys are uncles, and those who kiss me are so right Your nephew, your son?!"

"Dad, we have hired the best doctor, and Xiao Mu will be cured..." Shen Xiaoyan, the third son of the Shen family, comforted the old father. He is over forty years old and has a son. The youngest son is Shen Mu. In his teens, he can be regarded as the baby of the whole family. He is the youngest child in the entire Shen family. The old man loves him even more, and he can't wait to hold it on his head. It's a pity that this child is not in good health since he was born. Maybe there is something wrong with his body. No matter what the serious problem is, if there is nothing wrong with it, there will be problems every few days, and I have been in the hospital since I was a child.

The old man feels distressed. Every time he sees his good grandson lying in the hospital at such a young age and needs to be given needles and medicines, the old man can't wait to use crutches to kill these unfilial children and grandchildren. He hasn't found a reliable doctor for so long. It's really useless!

"Get lost!" It's okay if you don't comfort the old man, but when you comfort the old man, your whole body is full of fire. From the beginning, I felt that something was wrong with my grandson's illness, and I wanted some Feng Shui experts to take a look, but the Feng Shui master found it. I didn't find one, two, three, and my children and grandchildren persuaded me not to look again. This is definitely not a fault of Fengshui. None.

If the Wuming old man were around, the little grandson wouldn't be so pitifully lying in the hospital every day.

"Dad, I think that instead of looking for that unknown Taoist priest, it's better to invite that famous American doctor and show it to Xiao Mu." As the boss, Shen Xiaokang naturally loves his young nephew very much. The child has been in poor health, but he disagrees with what his father said about finding a warlock. In his eyes, a warlock may have some abilities that ordinary people don't have, but the world has exaggerated it. There is nothing so miraculous. The layout of the room changes. Can change luck?What a joke.

"Let me tell you, you all have to do your best to find Taoist Wuming, otherwise, my old man will be serious. Don't forget, your life was saved by Taoist Wuming. If you can't find Wuming Taoist Boss, don't you all come to see me! Get out!" Mr. Shen kicked his three sons out with a cane, and sat on the sofa by himself sulking.

"Hey!" The old man sighed heavily, and then he called the guards to prepare the car and rushed to the military hospital.

Shen Mu has already woken up, and his mother is feeding him.

"Little darling, are you feeling better?" The old man regained his energy when he saw the little grandson, and asked with a smile.

Seeing her father-in-law coming, the third daughter-in-law of the Shen family quickly stood up and helped the old man to sit beside Shen Mu.

"Okay, third daughter-in-law, you give me the rice bowl, and I will feed my good grandson!" Mr. Shen looked at his grandson carefully, his face was pale, but he was still very energetic, and the old man finally let go of half of his heart up.

"Dad, let me come. You're tired all the way." Xue Ting knew that the old man loves the little grandson, but if the old man is tired, it's unacceptable.

"Okay, my old man is too happy to be able to feed my grandson, why are you so tired!" He took the lunch box without saying a word: "Mu Wazi, open your mouth quickly."

"Oh." Shen Mu was taking an IV in his right hand, even with his left hand, his family would never let him eat alone, so the scene of feeding has been with him for almost 11 years.

Perhaps it was the torment of illness that made him not become arrogant and indulgent under the pampering of his family. Instead, he had a calm and peaceful temperament and liked to read books.

Unfortunately, what he doesn't know is that the more sensible he is, the more the old man loves him, and the more he wants to find the unknown old man back. He doesn't want such an outstanding child to suffer from illness.

God bless!