Chapter 11: Domineering
"Who has the evidence that the temple really exists?" Fan Xian still retains the empirical jΔ«ng god of modern people.
Fei Jie said proudly: "One of the four great grandmasters, the Bitter Lotus National Master, just occasionally won the favor of the temple, and became a peerless powerhouse on the mainland, isn't this enough to prove." β
"Maybe Kuhe took a lot of stimulants and then used the temple as an excuse. Fan Xian flattened his mouth.
"Phew, although I am also jealous of Kuhe's bald luck, I admire him for decades of godliness, how could he use the temple as an excuse...... Also, what is doping?"
"It's just a big tonic medicine, similar to an elixir...... It must have been overdone, otherwise his hair would have fallen out. β
Fan smiled and joked with the teacher.
Fei Jie didn't bother to pay attention to him: "The temple is the same as the heavenly vein, it is a thing that exists in the classics, and the most important part of the royal sacrifice of various countries is to sacrifice to the temple, but the temple is unwilling to disturb the world and never enter the world, so the sacrifice is only held in the Temple of Heaven three miles outside the palace, and there are temples in the Temple of Heaven in Qingguo and Northern Qi, but they never ask about government affairs and the country." Only some ascetics are said to be the remnants of the temple in the world, walking in the earthly world to cultivate their bodies and minds. β
Fan Xian was still smiling on his face, but he was thinking in his heart, what kind of existence is this temple? If it is a religion, why is there no existence like a church in this world? If there is no such lower-level organization, then this religion cannot control power, and without power, there is no benefit, no benefit...... Then there is no reason for any organization to exist.
Therefore, he did not believe that the temple was really just a transcendent being detached from the earthly world, as Master Fei said.
However, he also thought in his heart that it would be good if there really was such a place of miracles as a place of faith, and it would not interfere with the lives of human beings.
......
......
"Okay, teacher, you've been gossiping for a long time, and you haven't said anything about the true qi in my body. β
Seeing that it was rare for elementary school students to lose their temper, Fei Jie carefully checked the pulse, and then said solemnly: "As I said just now, the true qi in your body is very domineering, so domineering that although you have only practiced for such a short time, the amount of true qi in the dantian and meridians has far exceeded what your body can accommodate at your current age. β
"Is it so strict?" Fan Xian grimaced.
"It's not decided yet. β
"Then you scare me in advance. β
"It's not to scare you, it's just that you're like a leather bag of wine now, the bag is only so big, and then there are more and more drinks in it, if you continue to practice, I'm afraid that your leather bag will be swollen in the future. β
Fan Xian practiced in these rΓ¬zi, except that he often felt some burning pain in his waist, he didn't have any very bizarre feelings, so when he heard the teacher say this, he couldn't help but be a little reluctant to believe it, and shook his head and said: "The teacher is scolding me for my wine bag and rice bag, I understand this." β
"You try to run the true qi in your body according to the exercises in Pingrì. Fei Jie frowned slightly.
Fan Xian closed his eyes and returned to his heart as he said, and naturally entered the state of cultivation, and the warm air mass under his abdomen began to gradually expand, slowly dispersing towards his limbs along the meridians of the human body.
Fei Jie closed his eyes, put his fingertips on the little guy's wrist, tasted it carefully, and after a while, he suddenly frowned and said: "Don't deliberately keep it, you are just a five-year-old child, even if this is too domineering, it is impossible to hurt me, but you are weak now and can't bear it." β
"Oh. Fan Xian has indeed been controlling the strength of the true qi in his body, and slowly released it from the dantian, but at this time, listening to the teacher's lecture, he thought to himself that he was right, his own true qi, naturally he couldn't hurt this old poison, if his true qi was released too little, it was indeed difficult for the teacher to detect the real symptoms.
Thinking like this, he closed his eyes, and the nameless true qi method slowly sounded in his mind: "The shape of the Immortal Hua Pond is still destroyed, and the heavenly spring should be poured into his ......body."
As soon as the thought started, the true qi in his body seemed to have received an order, jumped, and happily ran out of his dantian, following his meridians from his abdomen to his back, and rushing straight to his wrist along a very strange path.
A muffled sound rang out in the study!
Fei Jie opened his eyes suddenly, only to feel that his fingers on the child's wrist were flicked by a thick true qi, he was not prepared, he was bounced to the wall, the muffled sound of the collision, a hot burning sensation between his fingers, a pain in his chest, and he vomited blood with a pop!
......
......
On the other side, Fan Xian also felt a feeling of boredom in his chest, raised his head, and found Fei Jie's tragic image, and was startled, so he quickly ran forward and helped the teacher up.
Fei Jie waved his hand, signaling that there was nothing to do, he got up from the ground, touched the blood stains on his lips, and looked at the little guy's eyes a little strange at this time, and there were a few indescribable tastes.
He muttered to himself, "This fucking is only five years old...... If you continue to practice, won't you be killed by the true qi in your body in the future? β
Hearing the teacher's swearing, Fan Xian was stunned, and he didn't expect that Teacher Fei Jie was shocked by the sudden disobedient true qi in his wrist and vomited blood. But after Fei Jie was injured, the first thing he thought of was not his own injury, but his concern for the future safety of his students - thinking of this, even Fan Xian, who had been hiding in the child's body and sometimes deliberately closed his feelings, was also moved in his heart.
The wooden door opened without wind, and a dark glow swept in.
Fan Xian was very familiar with the taste of this person, so he didn't pay much attention to it, and just helped Teacher Fei Jie.
"Two fools. β
Even at this time, the blind man Wuzhu still had such a cold tone, he took Fan Xian away with one hand, rested his finger on the little guy's neck, paused for a while and said coldly: "You are not injured, but I just watched Fei Jie vomit blood, and my heart was too panicked." β
Then he "looked" at Fei Jie again, and said coldly: "Fei Jie, you taught him to use poison, I trust your level, but Miss said back then, your martial arts realm is the weakest one among the eight major places in Kyoto, since it is something I left for the young master, you better not say anything more on the side." β
Fei Jie seems to be just a very inconspicuous and somewhat trivial gentleman in the city of Shanzhou, but in Kyoto, he is a very powerful person, at this time he was injured, although he was a little careless, but when Wuzhu said this, the old face was a little unbearable, plus he was worried that Fan Xian was only five years old, and began to practice such a domineering exercise, and his face couldn't help but gradually darken.
;