"Don't worry, your master's foundation is still intact. As long as he takes good care of himself, he will definitely recover," Leng Qianjue comforted him.
"How long will it take?" Rong Jiaojiao asked.
Leng Qianjue sighed: "The recovery of the sea of consciousness will take time, and it's hard to say exactly how long, but as long as you persevere, you will definitely get better."
Rong Jiaojiao asked, "Then what can I do for Master?"
Leng Boyun said, "Your master has already taken the medicine, and his sea of consciousness is slowly repairing itself. What you need to do now is let your master rest quietly and not disturb him."
Rong Jiaojiao pursed her lips and said, "Grandmaster, may I cultivate here? I promise I won't disturb Master."
Seeing her stubbornness, Leng Boyun could only nod, but still instructed, "Don't make any noise and disturb him."
"Yes, Grandmaster."
Rong Jiaojiao finally showed a slight smile.
Leng Boyun looked at the three children who had been silently following behind him and said, "You should all go back!"
Leng Tianyou, Leng Tianxing, and Du Qingshuang exchanged a glance. Leng Tianyou said, "Grandmother, let's stay and keep Junior Aunt company. We're worried about her being here alone."
Leng Boyun said sternly, "With me here, what are you worried about? Your junior uncle is here and I will take care of him. You can go back now. If you really want to help, go back and cultivate diligently to increase your strength so that you can better protect the Xuanqing Sect in the future."
Leng Tianyou nodded: "Okay, then we'll head back first. Junior Uncle, send us a message if you need anything."
Rong Jiaojiao nodded: "I understand, thank you."
Leng Tianyou, Leng Tianxing, and Du Qingshuang then left with peace of mind.
Leng Boyun watched their retreating figures and sighed softly in his heart.
These children are probably thinking of their parents, but that's how the world is, what good is worrying?
If this evil spirit is not eliminated, their descendants will be trapped in this cycle for generations to come.
Leng Boyun turned to look at Rong Jiaojiao, who was sitting by Qing Xuanzi's bedside, her eyes full of worry.
Leng Boyun walked over and gently patted her shoulder: "Xiao Jiaojiao, your master will be alright. You should take good care of yourself too."
Rong Jiaojiao nodded: "Grandmaster, I understand!"
Leng Boyun nodded: "You stay here with your master, I'm going to see the sect leader."
"Yes, Grandmaster!"
After Leng Boyun left, Rong Jiaojiao used her divine sense to condense a soul healing spell in the void and sent it into Qing Xuanzi's sea of consciousness.
This is one of the reasons why Rong Jiaojiao insisted on staying. She believed that the healing techniques used by soul cultivators would definitely help her master's injured sea of consciousness.
Soon her spiritual power was exhausted, and Rong Jiaojiao felt that her master's brows seemed to relax a little.
Rong Jiaojiao sat down again to cultivate the Divine Soul Technique, and two hours later, her divine sense power was replenished.
However, since Leng Boyun had returned, she made no further moves.
After that, Rong Jiaojiao would secretly treat Qing Xuanzi whenever Leng Boyun went out or was cultivating.
Whether it was Rong Jiaojiao's magic, the effects of the pills, or a combination of both, Qing Xuanzi's complexion improved day by day.
Qing Xuanzi's sea of consciousness, which had been cracked due to the forced depletion of his divine power, gradually recovered, and his consciousness, which had been sealed off for self-protection, gradually awakened.
A few days later, he began to perceive the outside world. He knew that his master was feeding him medicine and that Rong Jiaojiao was treating him.
That night, when Rong Jiaojiao treated him again, Qing Xuanzi's consciousness finally fully returned. He opened his eyes slightly and saw Rong Jiaojiao treating him, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.
"Master, you're awake?" Rong Jiaojiao felt Qing Xuanzi's consciousness awaken and her eyes were full of joy.
Qing Xuanzi smiled slightly, his voice a little weak: "Yes, I'm awake. Jiaojiao, you've worked hard."
A tear glistened in Rong Jiaojiao's eyes. She quickly got up to pour him a glass of water before saying, "Master, as long as you're alright, that's all that matters."
Qing Xuanzi raised his hand and patted his head, saying, "You must have been very worried these past few days, right?"
With tears welling up in her eyes, Rong Jiaojiao said, "I'm so afraid that Master will never wake up again."
"Silly child, how could I not wake up? With you all here, I will definitely try my best to wake up."
As Qing Xuanzi spoke, he checked his body and found no injuries. He then stood up and moved around a bit.
Rong Jiaojiao asked worriedly, "Master, how are you recovering?"
Qing Xuanzi examined his sea of consciousness. What was once a sea of clouds was now like a dried-up riverbed, with fine cracks spreading throughout it.
The sea of consciousness was already experiencing waves of tearing pain, but just by looking into it, the pain intensified.
Despite the pain, Qing Xuanzi said without changing his expression, "The recovery is quite good. Although you still can't fully use your divine sense, it's much better than before."
"That's good." Rong Jiaojiao pursed her lips, a determined look in her eyes. "Master, I will definitely make sure you get better soon."
Qing Xuanzi nodded: "Okay, thank you, Jiaojiao."
Their voices startled Leng Boyun, who got up and went to Qing Xuanzi's room. He saw Qing Xuanzi and Rong Jiaojiao chatting, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.
"You're awake? How are you feeling?" Leng Boyun walked to the bedside and asked with concern.
Qing Xuanzi smiled slightly: "Yes, I'm awake. Thank you, Master, for saving me."
Leng Boyun shook his head: "It was Jiaojiao who saved you. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have known you would be in danger."
Qing Xuanzi nodded: "I know, you've all worked hard."
Leng Boyun looked at Rong Jiaojiao with relief in his eyes: "Jiaojiao, you've worked hard these past few days too."
Rong Jiaojiao felt that as long as her master could wake up, anything she did would be worthwhile. She smiled happily and said, "Grandmaster, this is what Jiaojiao should do. As long as Master is well, I am willing to do as much as I can."
Leng Boyun nodded with satisfaction, gave all the pills that Leng Qianjue had given him to Qing Xuanzi, and added some for himself.
Qing Xuanzi knew he needed these pills, so he didn't stand on ceremony and asked Rong Jiaojiao to keep them safe for him, thinking he could give them to his master later when he had something good.
He said, "Master, there's no point in me staying here after I wake up. I'll take Jiaojiao back to my little courtyard at dawn."
Leng Boyun did not stop him and nodded, saying, "Okay, remember to call me if anything happens."
"Okay, Master, I understand."
After Leng Qianjue left, Zi Ling started chirping.
Rong Jiaojiao patted its head and asked its master on its behalf, "Ziling is worried about Xiaojin and is asking how Xiaojin is?"
Qing Xuanzi said helplessly, "It's trapped in the spirit beast pouch. I can't use my divine sense right now, so it can only sleep inside."
Rong Jiaojiao patted Ziling's head and said, "I heard you, it's alright."
Zi Ling then nuzzled Rong Jiaojiao's hand and quieted down.
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