MTL - Joy of Life-Chapter 11 Overbearing

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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"Who has evidence that the temple really exists?" Fan Xian still retains the empirical spirit of modern people.

Fei Jie proudly said: "One of the four great masters of the hardships of the country, but the temple is so beautiful, it has become a peerless power on the mainland, this is not enough to prove."

"Maybe the bitterness has eaten a lot of stimulants, and then find the temple as an excuse." Fan Xianbian flat mouth.

"Oh, although I am also very bitter with the luck of the bald head, but he has been respectful for decades, I admire this, how can he use the temple as an excuse... In addition, what is the stimulant?"

"It's a big supplement medicine, something like the elixir... It must be overdone, or how his hair will be lost."

Fan idled and joked with the teacher.

Fei Jie is too lazy to care for him: "The temple is the same as the Tianmai. It is the thing that exists in the classics. The most important part of the royal sacrifices of various countries is the sacrifice of the temple, but the temple is not willing to disturb the world, never enter the world. Therefore, the sacrifices are only held in the Temple of Heaven outside the Imperial Palace. There are temples in the Temple of Heaven in the Qing Dynasty and the Northern Qi Dynasty, but they never ask about government affairs and the country. Only some monks are said to be the remains of the temple in the world. Walking in the world to repair the body and mind."

Fan still smiles on his face, but he is thinking, what kind of existence is this temple? If it is a religion, why is there no church-like existence in this world? Without these lower-level institutions, this religion cannot control power. Without power, there is no interest, no interest... then there is no reason for any organization.

Therefore, he did not believe that the temple was really as the teacher said, but it was just a transcendental existence that was separated from the world.

However, he also thought in his heart that if there is such a miraculous place as a belief, and does not interfere with human life, it seems to be not bad.

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"Okay, the teacher said a little gossip for a long time, I haven't said what the truth in my body is going on."

I saw that the pupils had a rare temper, and Fei Jie carefully diagnosed the diagnosis. Then he solemnly said: "I just said that the infuriating in your body is very overbearing. It is overbearing that although you only practiced such a short time, Dantian and Meridian The amount of infuriating in the air has far exceeded the level that your body can accommodate at this age."

"Is it so serious?" Fan is bitter.

"not sure yet."

"Then you will scare me in advance."

"It's not scaring you, but you are like a leather bag with wine. The bag is only so big, and then there are more and more drinks. If you continue to practice, I am worried that your leather bag will be inflated in the future. broken."

Fan Xian’s practice in these days, in addition to often feeling a bit of burning pain in the waist, there is nothing very bizarre feeling, so I heard the teacher said so, some unwilling to believe, shook his head: "The teacher is licking my bag, this is the words. I understand it."

"You try to run the infuriating body in the way of the weekdays." Fei Jie slightly frowned.

Fan Xianyi closed his eyes and returned to the state of cultivation. Naturally, the warm air mass in the belly began to grow up gradually, and slowly spread along the body's meridians toward the limbs.

Fei Jie closed his eyes, his fingertips on the little guy's wrist, carefully commented, after a while, suddenly frowned and said: "Don't deliberately accept, you are just a five-year-old child, even if this is too angry, too It is impossible to hurt me, but you are weak and unable to bear."

"Hey." Fan Xian has always controlled the intensity of the infuriating body, and slowly released it from Dantian. But at this time, listening to the teacher, he thought it was right, he was so angry, naturally he could not hurt this. Old poisons, if you are too little, the teacher is really difficult to detect the real symptoms.

Thinking like this, he closed his eyes, and the nameless and sinister method slowly sounded in his mind: "If you don't want the Huachi shape to be destroyed, when you introduce Tianquan to your own body..."

As the mind began to rise, the infuriating body seemed to be commanded, jumping, and happily ran out of his dantian, following his meridian from the belly to the back, straight along a very weird path. Rushed to the wrist.

A muffled sound rang in the study!

Fei Jie slammed his eyes open, only to feel that his finger on the child's wrist was bombarded with a thick, infuriating air. He was not prepared, and he was bounced to the wall with a slamming sound. There was a burning sensation between the fingers, and a pain in the chest was actually a vomiting spit!

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On the other side, Fan Xian felt that his chest was a bit boring, and he looked up and found Fei Jie’s mischief. In a shock, he rushed forward and helped the teacher.

Fei Jie waved his hand and gestured for nothing. He climbed up from the ground and touched the blood stains on his lips. At this time, the eyes of the little guy were a little weird, and there were still a few unclear tastes.

He muttered to himself: "This **** is only five years old... How can this infuriating become such a thing? If you practice again, you will not be killed by the infuriating in the future."

When I heard the teacher swearing, Fan was a sigh of relief. I didn’t think that Teacher Fei Jie was vomiting blood by the sudden disobedience of his wrist. But after Fei Jie’s injury, the first thing that comes to mind is not his own injury, but his concern for the future safety of the students. Even if he thinks about this, even if he has been hiding in the shell of the child, sometimes he is deliberately closing his feelings, and his heart is also a while. Moving.

The wooden door opened without wind, and a black image of the black light generally swept in.

Fan Xian is very familiar with the taste of this person, so I didn't pay much attention to it, just helping Fei Jie.

"Two idiots."

Even at this time, the scorpion Wuzhu is still in such a cold tone. He opened his hand and put his finger on the little guy's neck. He paused for a while and said coldly: "You are not injured, just look at the vomiting blood. The heart is too panicked."

Then I "looked" at Fei Jie, cold and cold: "Fei Jie, you teach him to use poison, I trust your level, but the lady said that your martial arts realm is the weakest one in Kyoto's eight major divisions. Since it is something I left for the young master, you better not to say more at the side."

Fei Jie seems to be only a very inconspicuous in the city of Zhangzhou, but some of them are gentlemen, but in Kyoto, they are very powerful people. At this time, they were injured. Although they are somewhat careless, they are like Wuzhu. It is said that the old face is somewhat unstoppable. Coupled with the fear that Fan Xian is only five years old, he began to practice such a hegemonic practice, and his face gradually became dark.

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