Chapter 12 – A Simple and Rough Explanation

Fei Jie said coldly with a dark face, ”Naturally, I’m not qualified to question the gong method that Lord Five Bamboo passed on to Fan Xian, it’s just that I’m curious as to why you didn’t teach him yourself. You should know that he is only five years old after all, and even if he is indeed gifted, but for something so treacherous, you, as his mother’s servant, should be watching from the sidelines.”

This was a reasonable statement, and since this nameless true qi recipe was left by Five Bamboos next to Fan Xian’s swaddling clothes, it was naturally his obligation to ensure that Fan Xian would not have any problems practicing it.

Fan Xian glanced at Five Bamboo with difficulty, but then stared at the black cloth on his face that had been covering his eyes.

Five Bamboo slowly spoke, “This is not what I left for young master, this is what Miss left for young master.”

“Mechanical.” Fei Jie was originally unwilling to offend this blind man, but at this time, his ruthlessness came up, “Your cultivation is so high that if you casually point out one or two things, Fan Xian would not have practiced so viciously.”

Five Bamboo paused and suddenly said, “I haven’t practiced any true qi.”

After saying this, he turned around and left in style, leaving behind the dumbfounded master and disciple in the room.

“What did he just say?”

“He said that he hadn’t practiced …… any true qi, and that the two words what were said were extraordinarily vicissitudes.”

When Fei Jie looked at Fan Xian’s pretense of sophistication, he was filled with fire, how could he not understand from which countryside despicable place this five year old child had learned such salty witticisms.

“It’s really hard to imagine that a person with no internal martial arts can actually fight the Flowing Cloud Disperser amongst the Four Great Masters to a draw.”

“Although at that time, Ye Liuyun was still using a sword and hadn’t practiced as a loose hand.”

“Teacher.” Fan Xian asked respectfully, “Is it possible for a person to be as powerful as Uncle Wuzhu without internal true qi?”

Fei Jie frowned in thought and said, “That is unless his every movement is so precise as to be terrifyingly accurate, so that he can use the brazier in his hand to thrust into the other person’s vitals before they have time to react.”

Fan Xian naturally remembered the night he had just descended into this world, when that blind teenager had his back turned and was holding a brazier that kept dripping blood in his hand.

“But …… this kind of speed and strength shouldn’t be something humans can achieve.”

Fei Jie shook his head, suddenly coughed twice more, hurriedly sat down on the edge of the desk, and looked at Fan Xian gruffly, “Little fellow, it’s best for you to stop practicing this kung fu if you can, with what your teacher has taught you, I can guarantee that in the future, only others will be afraid of you.”

“I’ll think about it, teacher.” Fan Xian replied maturely.

Fei Jie thought for a moment, went to the side of the bed and took down a small medicine capsule, handing it inside Fan Xian’s small hand, “Take this, it’s very expensive, if you get sidetracked from practicing kung fu in the future, remember to take one of these, and send it with a lot of water.”

Fan Xian held the medicine capsule in his hand, knowing that this medicine must be very valuable, and nodded, “Thank you, teacher, for the medicine.”

Fei Jie smiled as he looked at the child in front of him, who was like a small adult, and suddenly spoke, “Isn’t it strange? It’s obvious that I was forced by your father to find a way to come to Tanyu to teach you, so why am I still treating you so well now.”

Fan Xian didn’t open his mouth to speak, only looking at him with a grateful expression.

Fei Jie laughed and shook his head, touching Fan Xian’s head, “Perhaps age really is too much, and to be able to take on a student as smart as you is indeed something to be happy about.”

“For now, don’t think about the Earl’s Palace in Kyoto.” Fei Jie said with a straight face, “Although you are still young, I hope you remember what I say below.”

Seeing his teacher speak cautiously, Fan Xian hurriedly stood upright to listen.

“Your family’s affairs are far more complicated than you can imagine, and what’s involved here is not just your survival, but may involve many more lives, so you must be careful. In these years before you grow up, you have to learn to protect yourself, so that in the future there is more strength to protect others.”

“Who will …… I have to protect in the future?” Fan Xian was a bit puzzled.

Fei Jie laughed and pointed to his nose, “People like me, for example, who are no longer detached from you.”

Fan Xian nodded in seeming understanding, thinking in his heart that this matter did seem quite complicated, and in his own two lives, he couldn’t even figure out what exactly these old comrades were playing at.

“Alright, you go back to your room first, remember to recuperate, that evil overbearing kung fu is best not practiced.”

Fan Xian honestly went back to his room, and as soon as he entered, he saw Five Bamboos sitting quietly in the corner, no light, a darkness, but the black cloth over his eyes was even more like a thick ink-like stagnation than this night color.

“Uncle.” Fan Xian bowed his head.

Five Bamboo’s voice came out from the corner, flat and clear: “That book is divided into two volumes, the first one is called Bullying, the second one has no name, this is the book that Miss left for you, so when you were a child, I placed it by your side. I have not practiced these feats on earth, so I can’t teach you, but I think that since it is called the Hegemony Volume, it is normal for the qi to be a bit more domineering …… If you have problems practicing it, it is your own problem.”

After saying this, a piece of black cloth disappeared from Fan Xian’s eyes.

“What a simple and crude explanation, what an indifferent, eccentric person.” Fan Xian sighed and climbed onto the bed, taking out the nameless book from the hidden compartment and calculating in his mind, in fact, during the process of practicing his kung fu, he also found out that after the dantian was filled with dang qi, it didn’t follow the meridians according to his mind, but instead, a part of it went against the passage of the Void Mansion and directly poured into the Xue Shan Guan, which was located atop the Kidney Gate at the back waist.

The Xueshan Pass leads to the spine, and Fan Xian, no matter whether he followed Fei Jie’s studies in his previous life or in this life, understands that the nerve bundles there go straight to the brain, which is the most crucial part of a person’s body, and that the slightest mishap will leave him crippled and paralyzed in his bed.

But Fan Xian’s daily nap meditation, the body cultivation and obtained the domineering true qi, after the back waist of the snow mountain at a crossing, but will become smooth and quiet a lot, that manic feeling will also go, instead of all the body Shu Tai, as in the summer to eat ice cream.

From the time he was a year old, this was how he practiced, could it be that he had practiced wrongly from the beginning? Fan Xian didn’t have the confidence to take a crooked path in this world’s martial arts, yet like a person who drinks hemlock to quench his thirst, he could no longer get rid of this joyful bondage. If he stopped practicing now, those overbearing true qi in his body would one day break through this stinking skin of his.

Blind Five Bamboo said that it was Fan Xian’s own problem if he couldn’t practice.

Fan Xian, on the other hand, was thinking at this moment, to practice or not to practice, that was the real question.