Chapter 103 "Faith is Effective"

It must be admitted that Gran's medicine is quite powerful.
In Mao's residence, Leng Rui was really thirsty.
After a morning of going back and forth, anyone would want to have a sip of water.
Mao Xuan's tea is indeed good, Leng Rui's nose is super sensitive, and he has already smelled the fragrant aroma of tea leaves.
Pick up the cup, not pretending to be elegant, gulp gulp and it's down the throat.
As soon as the tea goes down his stomach, he has a reaction.
"Fuck! I drank my mother's foot bath water!" This is a commonly used phrase he recalled from "Story of the Water Margin" before he passed out.
Don't remember what happened afterwards, but I regained some consciousness after finishing the first bowl of nourishing soup.
Gran had no idea about the "tragic ordeal" Cold Ray went through during these past few months. How could she have known that Cold Ray's body contained a large amount of "mysterious factors"?
Her medication was strong, instantly sealing off Liang Rui's six senses and even imprisoning her soul.
But she couldn't seal off the mysterious factor residing within Liang Rui's body.
The body is alive, even if the consciousness is sealed, the body instinctively mobilizes its various organs to detoxify.
The boosting effect of the mysterious factor is extremely powerful, constantly breaking down the components of the medicine and continuously impacting the imprisoned souls and acupoints.
Therefore, in just a few hours, all the drugs in Leng Rui's body have been completely broken down.
Upon waking up, Leng Rui's first thought was to continue playing dead, as countless cultivation guides and film and television works on Earth have emphasized.
He dare not even explore his soul's power now, fearing that he would be discovered by someone.
Take a sneak peek, almost regretted it instantly.
It turns out it was the wizard from Grann who they had saved.
Instinctively, he wanted to stab directly with his dagger.
But he found that both the dagger and the paper boat were unconnected, as if the connection with his soul had been severed.
"Didn't they say that once the soul mark is engraved, it can be controlled like an extension of the arm? Why isn't it working?"
Leng Rui was taken aback and became more obedient. He had no idea how powerful this Gran was. If he couldn't beat him, he would probably faint again.
This nourishing soup is indeed very nourishing. Leng Rui feels like his whole body has been replenished.
After the black and white columns in his dantian were intensely replenished, they already resemble a small dragon.
The outline of the head has emerged, and there are faint traces of scales showing on the body. It shakes its head and wags its tail, quite cute.
The whole body is filled with abundant vitality, and the acupoints are swollen.
What is most delightful is that the broken meridians are itchy and constantly receiving and releasing energy. The meridians absorb the energy and start to grow slowly.
"Which life did I accumulate so much virtues? The old witch is so good to me!" Leng Rui couldn't understand what Gran was doing, and he was somewhat grateful.
When Gran fed him the second bowl of nourishing soup, Leng Rui was moved to the verge of tears.
He has been in this world for so long and no one has ever treated him so well.
To avoid being discovered by Gran, he forced himself to hold back tears and eagerly drank the second bowl.
Just as Gretchen approached him, Leng Rui caught a whiff of a foul odor, similar to that of a dead mouse.
He sniffed carefully and confirmed that it was coming from Gretchen.
"Fuck! The old witch's internal organs have already rotted. Is she forcing herself to hold on? Could it be related to getting slapped this morning?" Leng Rui's mind turned.
"So she tricked us and now she's giving us this medicine for recovery. But why? What is she planning?" The more Leng Rui thought about it, the more scared he became, and the back of his head felt cold.
Li Rui's heart was pounding, he's not a three-year-old anymore, looking at this posture, the situation seems more bad than good.
Hurry up and digest the second bowl of medicine, this is a rare good thing.
Even if I have to die, I want to be a glutton! Cold Rui no longer cares about anything and focuses on absorbing the energy from the medicinal soup.
A refreshing sensation sweeps through my body, as if I have just drunk ice-cold water during the dog days of summer. It's indescribably comfortable.
A surge of energy gushes out from the Dantian, and two small dragons intertwined in black and white open their small mouths, desperately absorbing it.
The two small dragons transform into countless black and white small dragons, rapidly spreading across the entire body.
The soul is growing stronger, the muscles are swelling, and the blood is filled with energy, making even the internal organs robust.
The broken meridians are slowly swelling, showing signs of growth.
Gran positioned himself and Fan Xiaowen in a certain posture. After their four palms touched, Leng Rui became even more puzzled.
"What does this mean? Are we going to have another loop?" Leng Rui roughly guessed Gran's intention.
When Graln tapped on the pottery and hummed a nursery rhyme, Leng Rui felt a resonance in his body, and the absorption speed of the medicinal soup accelerated.
In his lower abdomen, the black and white small dragon had grown four claws, looking fierce and majestic.
When Gralan pointed, the power of faith surged, causing Leng Rui to instinctively resist.
But the power of faith seemed to be unstoppable, he activated his own energy to resist the power of faith.
Countless black and white little dragons surged out of his body, stubbornly blocking the power of faith from entering.
His soul, flesh, meridians, and acupoints all felt a piercing pain, making him extremely uncomfortable.
"Kid! Don't resist it, this is the power of faith, the more you believe, the more powerful it becomes!"
In Cold Rui's mind, the immature voice resounded again, and at the same time, he felt the presence of the paper boat.
"The power of faith? The more you believe, the more effective?" Leng Rui paused for a moment and immediately understood.
"Belief makes it effective." One of the elements of a sorcerer's spellcasting is that you have to believe in him. Indeed, it is "the more you believe, the more effective."
Back on his hometown on Earth, there is a practice known as "jumping the Grand Master," in which the more you believe, the more effective it becomes in curing various illnesses.
Cold Rui gave up resistance and accepted it gladly.
It is really strange, he just showed an attitude of acceptance and belief, and suddenly the power of faith changed dramatically, like a gentle spring breeze that lightly brushed over his entire body.
Then, the power of faith also turned into energy, continuing to fill his body.
The black and white dragon cheered and jumped as it absorbed the energy of faith with big gulps.
As seen, the black and white dragon sprouted magnificent dragon horns, emanating a sense of dignity.
The power of faith continued to surge, and Liang Rui's whole body quivered. In his mind, the tiny fragments of dragon bones suddenly opened up and began eagerly absorbing the power of faith.
This is the dragon bone in the medicine taken by Leng Rui, but now it has turned into a bottomless pit.