Chapter 11 – The Aura of Domination
“Who has proof that the temple really exists?” Fan Xian still retained the modern spirit of empirical evidence.
Fei Jie proudly said, “One of the Four Great Patriarchs, the Bitter Lotus Kingdom Master, only occasionally won the favor of the divine temple and became a supreme powerhouse on the continent, isn’t that enough proof.”
“Maybe Bitter Lotus took a lot of stimulants and then looked for the divine temple to use as an excuse.” Fan Xian flattened his mouth.
“Bah, although I’m also jealous of Bitter Lotus’ bald luck, but he’s been honoring the gods as one for decades, and this is something I admire, so how could he possibly use the temple as an excuse …… Also, what’s a stimulant?”
“It’s a medicine that is a great tonic, similar to an elixir of immortality or something …… It must have been over tonic, or else how did his hair fall out.”
Fan Xian smiled and joked with his teacher.
Fei Jie lazily ignored him, “Divine temples are the same as heavenly chakra practitioners, they are all things stored in the canonical books, the most important part in the royal rituals of each country is to worship the divine temples, except that the divine temples are unwilling to presume to disturb the world, and they never enter the world, so the rituals are only held at the heavenly altar three miles outside of the imperial palace, and the Qing Kingdom and the Northern Qi have the grand priests of the divine temples at the heavenly altar, but they never inquire about political affairs or matters of state. There are only some ascetics who are said to be the temple’s legacy in the world, walking the earthly world to cultivate their bodies and minds.”
Fan Xian was still smiling on his face, but in his heart, he was wondering, “What kind of existence is this temple? If it was a religion, why was there no existence like a church in this world? If there are no such lower institutions, then this religion will not be able to control power, and without power there is no interest, and without interest …… then there is no reason for any organization to exist.
So he was not convinced that the temple was really just a transcendent existence detached from the earthly world, as Mr. Fei had said.
But in his heart, he also thought that if there really was such a place of miracles as a place of faith without interfering with the lives of humans, it would seem to be not bad at all.
“Alright lah, teacher you’ve been talking about idle talk for half a day and you still haven’t said what’s going on with the true qi in my body.”
Seeing the young student’s rare childish temper, Fei Jie seriously checked his pulse and then solemnly said, “As I said just now, the true qi in your body is very overbearing, overbearing to the point that even though you’ve only been practicing for such a short period of time, the amount of true qi in your dantian and meridians has far exceeded the point that your body at your current age can accommodate.”
“Is it that serious?” Fan Xian grimaced bitterly.
“It hasn’t been determined yet.”
“Then you’re scaring me ahead of time.”
“It’s not that I’m scaring you, it’s just that you’re like a leather bag for wine right now, the bag is only this big altogether, and then there’s more and more wine in it, and if you keep practicing, I’m worried that in the future, this leather bag of yours will be swollen.”
Fan Xian practiced these days, and aside from often feeling some burning pain in his waist, he didn’t have any very bizarre feelings, so when he heard his teacher make such a statement, he couldn’t help but be a bit reluctant to believe it, and shook his head, “Teacher is scolding me for being a drunken bag, and that’s something that I can understand.”
“Try running the true qi in your body according to your usual gong method.” Fei Jie frowned slightly.
Fan Xian closed his eyes and returned to his heart as he was told, naturally entering a state of cultivation as the warm Qi mass in his body underneath his abdomen began to gradually rise, slowly dispersing along the body’s meridians towards his limbs.
Fei Jie closed his eyes, his fingertips rested on the little one’s wrist, savoring it, after a while he suddenly frowned and said, “Don’t intentionally put it away, you’re just a five year old child, even if this true qi is too overbearing, it’s not likely to hurt me, it’s just that you’re weak now, you can’t bear it.”
“Oh.” Fan Xian had indeed been controlling the strength of the true qi in his body, slowly releasing it from his dantian outwards, but at this time, after hearing his teacher speak, he thought that it was right, this bit of true qi of his own naturally couldn’t hurt this old poisonous creature, and if he released too little of his own true qi, it would indeed be very difficult for his teacher to detect the real symptoms.
Thinking like this, he closed his eyes, that nameless true qi knack of the law in his brain slowly sounded: “not set Hua Chi form still perish bad, when the attraction of heavenly springs irrigate their own body ……”
With the chanting, the true qi in his body as if it had been instructed, jumping, happily ran out from his dantian, following his meridians from the abdomen to the back, along a very strange path straight to the wrist.
A muffled sound rang out in the study!
Fei Jie violently opened his eyes, only to feel his fingers on the wrist of a small child was a thick real qi a pop, he was not prepared, hard to be bounced against the wall, hit the muffled sound, a hot burning sensation between the fingers, chest pain, actually is a poof sound spit out blood!
On the other side, Fan Xian also felt an annoyance in his chest and raised his head, only to discover Fei Jie’s tragic situation, and with a shock, he hurriedly ran forward and helped his teacher up.
Fei Jie waved his hand, signaling that there was nothing wrong, and climbed up from the ground himself, touching the blood stain on his lips, and at this moment, he looked at the little guy again with a somewhat odd look, and a few hints of an indescribable flavor.
He muttered to himself, “This fucking is only five years old …… How is this true qi overbearing like this? If you keep practicing, in the future, won’t you be exploded alive by the true qi in your body.”
Hearing his teacher swear, Fan Xian froze, completely unaware that Teacher Fei Jie had been shocked into vomiting blood by the suddenly disobedient true qi in his wrist. But after Fei Jie was injured, the first thing that came to mind was not his own injuries, but concern for his student’s future safety – thinking of this, even Fan Xian, who had been hiding in a small child’s shell and had sometimes deliberately closed off his feelings, was touched for a moment.
The wooden door opened without wind, and a dark shadow swept in like a black ghostly light.
Fan Xian was familiar with this person’s scent, so he didn’t pay much attention to it and just held up Teacher Fei Jie.
“Two idiots.”
Even at a time like this, Blind Five Bamboo still had this cold tone, he carried Fan Xian away with one hand, rested his fingers on the little guy’s neck, paused for a moment and said coldly, “You’re not hurt, you’re just panicking from watching Fei Jie spit up blood.”
Then he “looked” at Fei Jie again and coldly said, “Fei Jie, you taught him how to use poison, I trust your caliber, but Miss said back then that your martial arts realm is the weakest amongst the eight divisions in Kyoto, so since it’s something I left for the young master, it’s best if you don’t say anything more on the side. ”
Fei Jie seems to be just a very inconspicuous and somewhat trivial gentleman in Tanyu city, but in Kyoto, he is a very powerful person, at this time, he was injured, although he was a bit careless, but being said so by Wuzhu, his old face was a bit untenable, coupled with the worry that Fan Xian is only five years old, and has started to cultivate such an overbearing technique, his face couldn’t help but gradually darken up.